At this time, on the lake to the west of Xuanshui Lake, led by the old man with the lion hair and the old man in Tsing Yi, more than a dozen five-fold monks of Contemplation stepped on the flying magic weapon and chatted with each other.

"Hasn't Yu Daoyou come yet?" Tsing Yi Lao Dao suddenly turned around and asked lightly.

"I'm afraid the witch won't come. ”

"Anyway, I already know the means of entering the cave, it doesn't matter if she comes or not, anyway, she also said that except for that treasure, the other treasures in the cave belong to us. The short old man surnamed Zheng said lightly.

Everyone, you say a word, there is a lot of commotion, there are many monks hunting demon beasts on Xuanshui Lake, such a group of people gathered here, and they also unscrupulously exude spiritual pressure, and suddenly scared away some demon beasts around.

Such an act of course, of course, caused the surrounding monks to be unhappy, and several young monks even stepped forward to theorize.

"What is arguing here, it scares away the monsters......"

In the middle of his words, a sword light flew violently, and the young monk who spoke suddenly paused, looking at the nine-toothed saw knife almost close to his throat, and almost fell off the flying magic weapon.

"Get out!"

The short and sturdy old man surnamed Zheng snorted coldly, and the flesh on his face became more and more hideous.

"Why are you ......" Someone in the group of people next to him suddenly couldn't stand it, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was pulled by an old man beside him.

The old man snorted and said, "Zheng Daoyou, young people are not sensible, I hope you will forgive me." ”

The old man surnamed Zheng glanced at the old man, sneered, raised his hand and said, "It turned out to be Wu Daoyou, but the old man advises you to take care of your juniors." As he spoke, he raised his hand, withdrew the nine-foot saw knife, and coldly returned to the lion-haired old man and the others.

The old man surnamed Wu didn't care, he arched his hand and forcibly pulled the unconvinced young man next to him to turn around and leave.

Most of the monks who hunted demon beasts around knew this Wu Daoyou, seeing that this person was swallowing his anger, they all showed surprise, and then looked at the old man surnamed Zheng and a group of people The eyes suddenly changed, and a group of people muttered a few words to each other and turned away, and soon there was no monk in the circle of the old man surnamed Zheng and a group of people.

The lion-haired old man in the crowd smiled faintly, glanced approvingly at the old man surnamed Zheng, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with the situation, then he turned back to the old man in Tsing Yi and asked, "Liu Daoyou, what do you think?"

After the old Taoist in Tsing Yi pondered for a while, he said lightly: "Actually, Zheng Daoyou is right, Yu Daoyou didn't come, there must be something, and we have already said before, as long as she gets that treasure, each of us can get a Zhuji Dan, and she can also join the Ancient Corpse Demon Palace, she must not be afraid of us and other greedy ink." ”

"Hmph, greedy ink, I don't want that thing even if it is given to me, and that thing, even if it is an evil monk, is only useful to some people who play with corpses. The cold-faced middle-aged monk said.

The lion-haired old man glanced at the people around him, and found that everyone looked like they didn't have to wait any longer, so he could only shake his head and sigh: "Since that's the case, then let's act." ”

As he spoke, he took out a talisman from his hand and patted it gently, and the talisman suddenly turned into a blue circle of light, enveloping him and the dozen or so Contemplative Fivefold Cultivators around him.

"Let's go!" the lion-haired old man made a trick, and everyone only felt a sinking under their feet, and they directly submerged in the water.

Just as the lion-haired old man and the others dived into the water, the group of monks who had just left changed color.

"Water Escape!"

"What a loser, could it be that they still want to hunt third-level demon beasts?

"Maybe, don't you see, these people are probably all cultivators above the fourfold concentration level, and I can't see the specific cultivation of these people at all. One monk objected.

And the previous Wu Daoyou glanced coldly in that direction, and said lightly: "Okay, don't worry about them." ”

"Elder Wu, who are they?" The young monk who had been dragged away by Wu Daoyou before couldn't hold back any longer, and asked with a gloomy face.

Wu Laodao glanced at the young man, shook his head and said: "The monk who made the nine-toothed knife is named Zheng Heng, as his name suggests, he is extremely arrogant, there are at least a dozen contemplative monks who died in his hands, and the killing methods are extremely cruel, none of the monks who died in his hands are intact, all of them are cut into more than a dozen sections, and they are called Zheng Tuzi." ”

"Hiss!" A gasping sound sounded beside him, and most of the contemplative monks around him recognized the old man surnamed Wu, so when they heard the young man ask, they listened attentively, but they didn't expect that the old man surnamed Zheng was so ruthless.

As if he wanted to knock on the juniors around him, Wu Laodao continued: "This Zheng Heng is not the most terrifying of those people, the old Taoist and the lion-haired old man in Tsing Yi are the real ruthless people, I only know his surname Liu, this person is from the Spirit Beast Sect, good at raising snakes and demon beasts, it is said that there is a second-level high-level demon beast green spotted snake in his hand, all the monks killed are used to feed the snake, and even the green spotted snake has swallowed a five-fold monk alive." ”

"As for the lion-haired old man, named Shi Cheng, from the Thousand Evil Sect, the practice is the evil qi type exercises, killing countless people, in the early years in Beiling City, it is said that this person and the Lei family had a conflict, although the Lei family is only a small family of cultivators, but it has three contemplative monks in charge, but I don't want the Lei family to be wiped out overnight, all the men were cut into pulp, all the women were killed by the women, even some secular disciples did not let go, and even ate a full-moon baby who had just been born, the cruelty of the means, it was disgusting, and people gave it a nickname Cannibalism'. ”

When Wu Laodao said this, he found that not only his junior, but also some of the monks around him couldn't help but turn pale, and the monk who was almost chopped by Zheng Heng before was even more white as paper, and his legs trembled.

Shaking his head, Lao Dao surnamed Wu didn't pay attention to the fear of the monks around him, but looked intently at the lake that those monks had sneaked into before.

These people are all ruthless people, and it must be something to get this group of ruthless people together.

After all, Lao Dao, surnamed Wu, has lived for so many years, and he vaguely guessed something, hesitated slightly, and called out a young man to whisper a few words.

The young man nodded his head and turned around and flew towards the Northern Spirit City.

No one noticed that on the lake not far from them, a black-robed monk flew in with a seemingly ordinary flying sword, looked at the monks around him, pursed his lips and smiled, and dived into the water.

On the south shore of Xuanshui Lake, in a dense forest about seven or eight hundred steps away from Xuanshui Lake.

Chen Zhi stood in front of a swamp and frowned slightly.

This place is the entrance recorded in the map in Zhao Quan's memory, but in front of him, there is a pool of putrid swamps, and there is a miasma around the swamp, and from time to time one or two poisonous insects emerge from the swamp, and when they see Chen Zhi, they immediately let out a scream and string it over.

As soon as Chen Zhi stretched out his hand, a fire bomb instantly shot out, turning the two poisonous insects into ashes.

"This is the entrance?"

Chen Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he thought about it carefully, it was really possible, after all, this Xuanshui Cave could exist for so long, there must be something to cover up the entrance, otherwise it would have been discovered a long time ago.

It's just that this quagmire is too dirty, maybe there are poisonous insects in it, although he ** has become extremely strong after the transformation of the Blood Spirit Pill, but if there are demon beasts in the quagmire, then his strength will be greatly reduced after entering the quagmire, and his fate will definitely not be much better.

It can be said that going into the quagmire is a complete adventure!

But......

Chen Zhi smiled, after he came to this world, wasn't he all taking risks?

From the very beginning in Tianshui Stream, he has been constantly spent in killing, it can be said that he licks blood on the knife edge, for him, a person who has only killed chickens in his previous life, it is an adventure to choose this way to test this world; it is also an adventure to take Youyan'er and Yunmeng to the Immortal Cave Mansion; killing Tang He, and facing Tang Cheng in the back, are all adventures.

If you want to get more, you have to pay more, and the equivalent exchange between people and the heavens is a wise saying no matter which world it is, but in this world of immortal cultivators, people with poor qualifications want to go further, and taking risks is the only choice.