Baili Mu pondered for a moment and said, "There are a few good top-level magic weapons in my hand, but none of them are earth attributes, I don't know if the Ebony Daoist is willing to drive the magic weapons of other attributes?" "Wait a minute, since this is the case, then the poor Dao should think about it carefully, after all, after handing over these three treasures to you, the poor Dao will have no other talisman treasures!" There was a hint of obvious disappointment in the voice coming from underground.

"Do you think this is good, this seat will first take two top-level magic weapons and give them to Daoyou, and then use the earth attribute treasure to exchange these two treasures back when you trade with Daoyou next time?" Bai Limu's eyes flashed.

The Ebony Daoist under the ground was silent for a long time before he said: "Okay, but, in that case, you have to add two bottles of 'Snow Ginseng Dan', if you agree, then give the treasure to the poor Dao first." ”

Bai Limu agreed almost without thinking about it, and then took out a small snow-white sword and a treasure like a hoe, and sacrificed them in the air. Then he took out two more bottles of elixir and threw them to the ground. said: "Okay, you have also seen that although these two treasures are not as valuable as the three treasures, they are also rare things. And these two bottles of 'Snow Ginseng' are also the only two bottles left in the hands of this seat. ”

As he spoke, he injected a little spiritual power into the two magic weapons, and the two magic weapons suddenly roared in the air.

Bai Limu pointed to the two magic weapons and said: "This "Ice Sword" is a top-level magic weapon of the ice attribute, which is not only extremely sharp, but also can play a buff role in the monks who practice the ice attribute exercises, if it were not for the fact that this seat already has a natal magic weapon, he would never be willing to use this sword to trade with you; Not only can it be used as an offensive magic weapon, but it also has a special use, with it, many unmining heaven and earth elixirs can also be transplanted into life. These two treasures are all unrecognized, if you don't really want to make a deal with Taoist friends, this seat will not easily take out your hand. ”

The two magic weapons were suspended in the air, motionless, but each exuding a powerful spiritual pressure, which was obviously a rare treasure.

"Seniors don't mind confirming the authenticity of these two treasures and pills, right?" Maybe it's really good to see the two treasures in the air, and the Ebony Daoist actually calls him "senior" rarely.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Bai Limu's mouth, and he said: "Since this seat is willing to take out these two treasures, it is natural that I really want to make a deal with you, you can distinguish it! Even if your earth escape technique is magical, it is not a way to stay underground all the time, if you can trust this seat, you might as well come out and talk about it!"

The tense atmosphere just now eased a lot after the appearance of these two treasures.

"Hehe, just come out, the junior mana is low, it's better to hide underground and be safe!" Before the words fell, a cloud of mud flew up on the ground, and with the mud chips, a slender black filament of light that was indistinguishable to the naked eye quickly rolled towards the nearest snow-white small sword. The light filament flashed several times in succession, and the two magic weapons and the two bottles of pills were all rolled up by the filament and pulled into the ground.

After the black light filament rushed out of the ground, Bailimu's pupils suddenly brightened a lot, and the corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently. Obviously, this black light filament is the legendary "Qiankun silk". Resisting the urge to attack, he quietly waited for the echo of the ebony Taoist under the ground.

This time, with just one cup of tea, there was a buzzing sound under the ground again: "These two treasures will be accepted by the juniors, if the seniors are not willing, they can exchange other earth attribute magic weapons for the next transaction." The mana of the seniors is profound, and it is easy to erase the divine thoughts set by the juniors in the 'Qiankun Silk', and the urging method of this 'Qiankun Silk' is not complicated, and naturally there is no need for the juniors to talk too much, and then!" Before the words fell, the mud flew under the ground again, and a fist-sized black hazy black light rushed out.

Bai Limu's heart was suddenly happy, seeing that the treasure of "Qiankun Silk" was in front of him, even if he had practiced for hundreds of years, he was also excited, and stretched out his big hand to grab the black light, the black light was easily grasped by Bai Limu in the palm of his hand, and the black light dispersed, revealing a black thread of walnut size, and the black threads as thin as silk were tightly wound together.

Bai Limu took a few deep breaths to calm his mood, and the mana slowly poured out from his right arm, submerging into the black thread. The black thread suddenly buzzed, and there were circles of black light.

Legend has it that the "Qiankun Silk" is the old man of Qiankun collecting the deep-sea copper mother, supplemented by more than 100 kinds of precious materials refining, as thin as silk, but tough and sharp, if the monk above the Yuan Infant stage operates this treasure, it is enough to smash most of the magic weapons in the world.

The black light in the black thread group became brighter and brighter, and then a violent huge force came out of the thread group, Bai Limu was happy at first, and as the force rushing out of the thread group became stronger and stronger, a trace of danger suddenly appeared in his heart, and he shook his hand to throw the thread ball into the sky.

As soon as he raised his right arm, the black thread exploded in all directions, and a huge force wrapped in flames and thunder spread rapidly in all directions.

With a shocking bang, Bailimu was wrapped in a red-gold mushroom-shaped flame in the middle, and instantly turned into nothing, and even the Yuan Ying and the magic weapon spirit beast he carried with him disappeared in the thunder fire. Golden arcs, clusters of red flames flying all over the sky, a high mountain cliff thousands of zhang away collapsed with an earth-shattering loud sound, and there was a huge pit like a small basin with a size of 100 acres and dozens of zhang deep on the ground of the chaotic stone valley. The earth-shattering noise was directly transmitted hundreds of miles away.

Half an hour later, the thunder and fire in the air completely disappeared. Thousands of feet away from the edge of the big pit, a huge mountain rock next to the black light flashed, the figure of the ebony Taoist appeared, although the hair bun was scattered, the face was full of mud, the face was pale, the clothes were ragged, and the corners of the mouth were stained with blood, but the eyes were full of light, and the divine sense swept over the nearby wolf-like mountain cliffs and valleys, and a smile appeared on his ugly face, muttering to himself: "Dog offal, if you don't give it to you, you have to rob it, and if you give it to you, you can't eat it!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a black object the size of a walnut appeared in his hand, and he stared at it for a long time, and then his face gradually calmed down, and he said to himself: "I didn't expect this 'Qiankun Divine Thunder' to have such great power, but unfortunately there is only one left, and it must be driven by the mana of the late stage of Jindan, if not, you can compete with a few old monsters under Yuding Mountain!"

After that, he shook his head, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face, and said: "Ebony, ebony, the Yuding Sect has repeatedly failed you, and now you are no longer a disciple of the Yuding Sect, why do you care about the life and death of the Yuding Sect?" There was an indescribable desolation in his voice.

zuihou glanced at the huge pit that was blown up by the "Qiankun Divine Thunder", with a wave of his big sleeves, the black light flashed, and a pitch-black five-foot long sword appeared in the air.

No one could have imagined that the ebony Dao people not only had the four treasures of Qiankun in their hands, but also the "Qiankun Divine Thunder" with such a huge power. Under the blow of the "Qiankun Divine Thunder", Bai Limu, a Yuan Infant Monk, could not even escape from the Yuan Infant, and even turned his magic weapon and the gray feather eagle in the spirit beast bag into powder. The huge movement of Fang Cai had already spread hundreds of miles away, and even if the ebony Dao people had a serious loss of mana, they didn't dare to stay here for long!

Five or six hundred miles away from the west peak of Yuding Mountain, there is a mountain peak of more than 200 zhang that has been completely shrouded in dense fog for many years, whether it is a clear sky or wind and rain, a cluster of milky white dense fog is always dissipated, whether it is a bird or a beast, as long as it enters the dense fog, it can never come out again.

This mountain appeared here more than 10 years ago as if falling from the sky, the villagers who live within a radius of dozens of miles in this mountain, still remember the original appearance of this mountain, 300 zhang high, like a black dragon entrenched, the dragon's head is up. It is a pity that a year later, a cloud of white fog began to appear within a radius of dozens of miles around this mountain, and in less than two years, the thick white fog has completely covered the true appearance of this mountain.

From then on, no matter whether people or animals, anyone who strayed into the white fog could never get out again, as if there was a man-eating demon hidden in the white mist. Moreover, the dense fog in the mountains doubles every time it rains, and slowly, even at the foot of the mountain is rarely visited. Over time, the locals called this strange "Foggy Mountain" "Cannibal Mountain", and they no longer dared to step into the dense fog.

But at this time, on a flat cliff less than a thousand feet away from the edge of the white mist of the "Cannibal Mountain", there were more than a dozen monks who were busy with something, looking at their outfits, these more than ten people were clearly Di monks belonging to the Frozen Valley. At the head were two Jindan period monks, one on the left, dressed in a green robe, in his early twenties, eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and long curly hair. A person on the right, with a small figure, was wrapped in a white robe from head to toe, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, only two round holes were opened in the face of the white robe, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

At noon, the scorching sun is scorching, and in the void above the heads of the crowd dozens of zhang high, there is a snow-white gourd five or six zhang long suspended, the gourd mouth is opened, and wisps of thick white mist are like a flying white python, which flies from the "cannibal mountain" and submerges into the belly of the gourd.

It has been more than two hours have passed, no matter how turbulent the white mist is, it is always impossible to fill the giant gourd carved from white jade, whenever the speed of the white mist slows down, a white pillar of light with the thickness of an arm will rush out of the ground, submerged into the gourd, the gourd suddenly buzzed, and then, the flow speed of the white mist in the distance increased greatly. Looking at the direction where the white pillar of light appeared, it seemed to be a set of magic circles.

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