The ten large books were left in the room by Leng Xiao, and he himself took the opportunity to walk in the direction of the teleportation formation.

People come and go, some are indifferent, some are eager, some are alone, and some are endless. Straight to Leng Xiao easily passed, no one stopped him.

The body of a subordinate person will not attract much attention, let alone have a waist card on his body, even if he has a legitimate identity, no one will look at him more.

Like grass, trees, sand and stones, even if you see it, the next moment it will be forgotten, and no one will remember it.

All the way through the courtyard courtyard, pedestrians are becoming rarer, the road is becoming thinner, and Leng Xiao's footsteps are faster.

He looked up, and the surrounding buildings were completely aligned with the fragments of the picture that had been heard by the Nine Heavens. This is exactly the place.

Seeing that this place was unguarded, it must not be very important, and it was even more convenient for the refrigeration operation, so he broke into it with a big grin.

In the wilderness, there are horses and gods, there are deer and light, and each horse has colored silk tied on its tail, I don't know what to study.

What happened in this has nothing to do with Leng Xiao.

He was standing on top of the teleportation formation, and was about to lift the turf and teleport back to the Nether, when suddenly an extra palm appeared on his shoulder.

Leng Xiao's face was horrified, and he almost jumped up. When he turned around, he saw a delicate woman looking at him with a smile and asked softly, "Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Leng Xiao's expression was slightly relaxed, and he wiped away the sweat with a gesture, and his sleeves quietly crossed the woman's waist.

There are up and down waist cards, such as people have different status. Although Leng Xiao didn't know, he also knew that this woman's identity was definitely not under Jia Fang. Hurriedly said: "The villain likes horses the most in his life, and when he sees countless horses here, he is happy for a while, and he sends the gods over." ”

The woman laughed: "Uncle, you don't have to be afraid, this place is not a forbidden place, naturally everyone can come and go," she changed her words and sighed lightly, "It's a pity, no matter how handsome the horses are and how beautiful the deer are here, it will be difficult to escape death after all." ”

Leng Xiao turned around, always maintaining a clever angle, no matter how the woman looked, she could only see the side of Leng Xiao's waist card, and she couldn't see the specific way clearly.

Since he is leaving, why should he leave trouble for Jiafu?

The woman glanced back at Leng Xiao and said, "You don't ask why?"

Leng Xiao didn't think about it and replied: "What is the reason, there is a decision of the adult, how can the villain be allowed to have more lips and tongues." ”

"There's nothing to hide in this book, it's just that with the technique of the Five Elements, Luma Yangshou is used to maintain the operation of this teleportation formation. ”

As she spoke, her aura dispersed, Leng Xiao was forced to take a few steps back, and where she had been standing, she lifted a piece of turf, revealing a teleportation formation.

The woman was so honest, Leng Xiao felt heavy in her heart. Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.

"It turned out to be a descendant of Jiafu, and it is fate to be able to come here at this moment, but you are willing to go to the nether realm with me, and be the wind of the nether realm and the power of the immortal realm?"

Leng Xiao turned around, with a bit of sincerity and fear on his face: "The villain's identity is low, and his cultivation is shallow, how can he do this great task?"

Behind him, at some point, a white-haired man was standing, and beside the man, there was an old man with long hair.

Leng Xiao felt a pang in his heart, he didn't know what the identity of the long-haired old man was, but he knew at a glance that the long-haired old man's cultivation was bound to be above Jia Fang. And between his eyes and demeanor, he was quite respectful to the white-haired young man beside him, so what kind of identity should this person be.

Seeing that Leng Xiao was so unbearable, the white-haired young man suddenly looked up and laughed twice, then returned to indifference, walked over from Leng Xiao's side, and said lightly: "I must have vaguely heard the rumors of this teleportation formation, and I know that there is a great danger. Don't worry, I didn't plan to go with anyone. ”

With a flash of aura, the white-haired man disappeared into the teleportation formation.

Leng Xiao knew that there was no immortal coil in his body, and he was not a ghost cultivator, and the white-haired man would definitely die for his life on this trip.

The long-haired old man seemed to explain, and seemed to say to himself: "It's really a last resort, like the wind, you can only give up your body and become a ghost cultivator." ”

The woman shook her head with a resolute expression: "Whether he is a human or a ghost, he is my brother, and he is both a young sect of Liuxian, what is the difference?"

Fang ...... That adult is actually a young sect of Liuxian?"

Leng Xiao was stunned, and suddenly with a resolute look, he took three steps forward and entered the teleportation formation.

The long-haired old man and the woman were still sad, where could they have expected such a result, there was no time to stop it, and there was no trace of Leng Xiao.

The long-haired old man was furious: "Nonsense! This old man is just nonsense! A subordinate can have some strength, the old man does not dare to go down to the mortal world, he dares to do this!"

After the anger dissipated, he shook his head and sighed: "Just add a wisp of revenant." ”

The white-haired young man descended to earth, Leng Xiao didn't know if there were people left on the side of this formation every day, maybe this was the last chance, so he had no choice but to make this decision.

He expected that the white-haired youth would definitely teleport to the edge of the cloud barbarian land, so he deliberately teleported into the depths, and sure enough, he did not meet the white-haired youth.

In addition to the aura of yin death, the real horror in this cloud barbaric land is the whirlwind, which can easily crush people's souls. Whether the white-haired young man can live or not has nothing to do with Leng Xiao.

Leng Xiao raised his hand and made a move, and dozens of yin and yang ghosts gathered and hid between his sleeves. After doing this, don't stay.

When he walked straight to the Yunmandi building card, he didn't see the white-haired young man. Leng Xiao's face has changed back, and he hurriedly went to Piaoxue Peak and the Cangluan Clan, and informed the Jiuding Realm and the white-haired youth about the matter as early as possible, and if there was any change, they could also be prepared early.

After that, Leng Xiao took out the jade boat and rushed to the Eastern Regions. In the mortal realm, even if Nangong Ke has the ability to reach the sky, he can't chase after him.

The barbarian domain is still safe, and it can be said to be a pure land. There are fights and fights among the various races, and they are also the survival rules of the barbarians, which have not changed for countless years.

The outside world, however, has undergone earth-shaking changes. The peaceful and prosperous world is no more, and the evil demons are rampant. The righteous path sect is in decline, and it is difficult to solve the catastrophe of the common people.

A few days later, they rushed to the Eastern Regions. In the land of yellow sand, a spotted oasis has been born for no reason, which looks a little beautiful, but if you go to the sky, you will only have fear in your heart.

This spotted oasis is embedded in the desert, like patches of corpses on a person's body.

Shi Lingxi's transmission note could no longer be contacted, so Leng Xiao had to rush back and forth.

Inside the quicksand mound, it has already changed. It's not miserable, it's more prosperous. Everything was as usual, except that the two taverns and inns where he had stayed had changed.

Obviously, it was occupied by others and a new field was built.

Leng Xiao sat in the old tavern, and Xiao Er greeted him with a smile, but he was not the little second of the day.

After the wine and food were served, Leng Xiao took out two spirit crystals and asked, "Can Xiao Er have a chat with XX?"

Don't say that there are not many drinkers, so what's the harm if you become full and busy and a little sluggish? I saw Xiao Er's fingers flicker, and the spirit crystal disappeared. He stood aside humbly and said, "Guest officer, ask, the little one knows everything!"

"Twenty-seven days ago, I told you about the things in this place. ”

When Xiao Er heard this, he suddenly became energetic, and hurriedly said: "The guest officer is referring to the battle of the three major poison cultivators? This is the right question, the villain was watching from the side at the time, and the wind blew on his face, like a knife!"

The more Xiao Er talked, the more excited he became, as if he had fought in person. He spoke quickly and carefully, even expressing everyone's facial expressions.

In the end, Fang Lang, who raised flowers, was invincible with two fists and four hands, and would rather die than become the nourishment of the yin and yang of the Tai, and died by self-explosion.

"In ancient times, you praised your father day by day, lost water and died, turned into a mountain, and turned a cane into Deng Lin. Although Fang Lang was a poisonous cultivator, after the self-explosion, the rain of spiritual energy rained for three days and three nights, all over the Eastern Regions. This place full of yellow sand is now a little greener. ”

Xiao Er's words were quite emotional, and he felt that Fang Langren was about to die, and he also had a good meaning in his heart, and after his death, he could be regarded as benefiting the people of the Eastern Regions.

Leng Xiao suddenly asked, "After Fang Lang blew himself up, did the Yin and Yang still capture most of the spiritual energy?"

Xiao Er paused, nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Leng Xiao asked again: "Where is the territory of Eagle Feather?"

Suddenly, there was such a turn, Xiao Er didn't turn the corner, and he was a little confused, but he also pointed in a direction and told him clearly.

After settling the wine money, before leaving, Leng Xiao said lightly: "Although Fang Lang is dead, he also has to bring the people of the entire Eastern Regions to the funeral together." The taste of the spiritual rain for three days and three nights, you must have tasted it clearly. ”

Xiao Er was stunned, and then saw that there was no trace of Leng Xiao, only a sentence floated in his ears: "People should always believe in a sentence, there will be no pie in the sky, and there is no free lunch in the world." ”

It's none of my business, and I naturally have no worries in my heart. If it is about oneself, the mind will be in turmoil. Leng Xiao's voice is neither light nor heavy, but anyone who intends to listen can hear it.

Suddenly, someone scolded: "Pickled and rammed goods, Hugh has to pretend to be a ghost in front of Lao Tzu, and at first glance he is a charlatan." ”

"Charlatans regard money as their fate, but they will not scatter two spirit crystals for a few well-known news. ”

Someone shook his head and sighed: "There are wise people and fools in the world, there are prophets and late enlighteners. Sometimes, it's not a good thing to realize it later, and the heart is relaxed. ”

The person who was angry just now became even more angry for a while: "You and that person are not in the same group, what kind of tricks are you fighting here?"

"I don't know when I'm terminally ill, but I should be created once. Pathetic, pathetic. ”

The man paid for the drink, shook his head and left. The angry man tried to stop him, but without even touching the hem of his clothes, he flew out and broke a table and chair.

And on that person's table, there were a few more spirit stones because of this, which seemed to be attached to the money of the table and chairs.

The person who scolded was already pale, not ashamed, but suddenly thought, why bother with such a strong person?

Hurriedly looked inward, carefully investigated, after a while, the face was paler, the five internal organs, the strange meridians and eight veins, as the man said, the disease was terminal, and the poison entered the bone marrow!

Looking up again, in the tavern, nine out of ten people, including Xiao Er, are like this, their faces are as white as paper, lifeless, as if they have suddenly lost their souls.

The wine money left by the man is still lying on the table, if it were on weekdays, there would have been people who had no bottom line and fled, but today, no one took a second look.