Black market killer?" Nangong Hao sighed lightly, put away the spirit storage bag in his hand, and then fell silent, as if thinking about something, and after he waved his hand gently, he didn't continue the topic, but asked instead, "What's wrong with your ten days of sleep, the situation was urgent, and I didn't have time to ask you what's going on?"

"Speaking of which, it's a coincidence, the oppression of the exterminating spider just made me break through the original bottleneck, and I also officially entered the realm of three patterns, but it was also because of the accident in this process, the thunder in the body had some conflicts with the remnants of the blood method I had cultivated before, and some could not be suppressed, and the two collided, and the disguise spell could not be maintained, and it was already the limit to support it here. Qianmian didn't hide it, he told the truth, and at this moment, he was following his own words, showing his current three-pattern realm, which was the same as the breath on Nangong Hao's body.

"It's just three lines? There should be more than so many days. Nangong Hao smiled slyly, and his eyes were also staring directly at the phantom of a thousand faces, and quipped.

"The small talent is dull, how can it compare to the master, it's really just three patterns, but with the secret method of gathering thunder, it should be able to reach the top level of the four patterns, but the consumption is extremely high, and it can't last long, only three moves...... Of course, none of these are as good as the master! The master is such a talented and powerful existence, and it is definitely one in a hundred...... No, no, no, there should be no ancients before, no one after you, and there are a few people in the past who can compare with the master in the current realm!" Qianmian smiled, the mask wrinkled into a flattering smile, and he also looked at Nangong Hao "praise".

"Exaggeration, exaggeration! My monks, we should be modest, remember not to be impetuous, this little achievement is nothing, and besides, these facts are already a foregone conclusion here, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it, so there is no need to say more, even if you say it ten or a hundred times more, isn't it still the same tough? There is no need to keep mentioning it, right? Although Nangong Hao said that he was modest, he still shook his hair, and the meaning in his eyes suddenly appeared, and the momentum of his body burst out and he was immersed in it.

"Come, Qianmian, let me see how far you have reached now, don't worry about the situation in this attic, the defensive formation has been fully deployed, shoot directly, I can also try my current magic spell, familiar with the skills of battle." Nangong Hao coughed lightly, the meaning in his eyes was still the same, and the raised left hand suddenly had a green glow, and suddenly turned into a number of cyan flowing water attacks, and a large amount of cyan aura was overwhelming, constantly impacting the defensive formation in this attic, arousing a thousand layers of light to circulate, shining non-stop, and rushing towards a thousand faces is a crazy attack......

Time flies, three days have passed.

Outside the attic where Nangong Hao was, the green mangs that kept flickering these days had finally stopped!

As soon as the door opened, in the blink of an eye, he seemed to see a crumpled mask hanging down, standing quietly on Nangong Hao's shoulders without any spirit, and even the mask that was originally as thin as a cicada's wings still had a lot of bumps, and the dotted thunder and lightning aura was weak, and it was completely sticky by various cyan halos, and under the continuous erosion, it seemed that it was difficult to maintain its own aura.

If it has the appearance of a real person, then Qianmian is definitely a blue nose and swollen face.

"The master's power is infinite, and the small ones are indeed incompatible, but they are just ...... Next time, it's better to start lightly. The opening of the thousand faces was also attached to Nangong Hao's cheek as soon as the door opened.

Just in a trance, Nangong Hao completely turned into Zhou Hao's appearance, and when he opened the door, he also came out quickly, and walked out directly, heading directly towards the Ling Pavilion mentioned.

On this day, although it was still hot, but this day I finally saw a little autumn shadow, the clouds and mist were filled, completely blocking the sun in the center, in addition to the temperature, any light was blocked a lot, and the emerald green seemed to be more lush, rising and falling in the Qinglingzong mountain range, like layers of green veil covering, with some different meanings.

On the way, I also met Yang Yunxi again, and the little hope in my eyes was also inadvertently revealed, but it was only when facing Nangong Hao, after his eyes shifted, he completely recovered the sadness he had before, and at this time, Nangong Hao also found Fang Hongyi who was walking towards them.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I haven't seen you for many days, it seems that you have improved a lot...... If we meet in it, we can also help each other, and you and I will be safe and sound. Fang Hongyi smiled, the blue and white robe went down, and there were a lot of green and tender grasses clustered together, like the stars and the moon, rushing to the left and right of Nangong Hao.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will help you rescue you, eldest brother, you can wait for my news with peace of mind. ”

Regarding Fang Hongyi's words, Yang Yunxi also nodded lightly, but the worry in her eyebrows was still solemn and did not ease in the slightest.

Problematic!

At this time, Nangong Hao frowned slightly, obviously sensing a slight abnormality, and after a few polite words with Fang Hongyi, he also directly found an excuse to leave early.

Now that I think about it, when Yang Yunxi described the Ling Pavilion, he really ignored a problem...... Fang Hongyi is Fang Song's younger brother!

It stands to reason that Yang Yunxi should go to Fang Hongyi the most, after all, no matter how much competition he has, he is still a brother, so he won't give this kind of affection. But now it seems that Fang Hongyi's words just now are enough to show that Yang Yunxi not only didn't think about going to find Fang Hongyi, but also didn't even tell him about finding Nangong Hao.

Regarding Fang Song's affairs, Yang Yunxi must be the person who knows the most details, and even she has hidden it from Fang Hongyi, which undoubtedly explains the problem.

The competition in the Qingling Sect has really reached such an extent? Ordinary disciples are just ordinary disciples, and even brothers are fighting to the death? Is this really fighting for the throne? So outrageous!

This place is really evil.

The trust between people is basically only interests, and the so-called sense of existence in the Qingling Sect may be unimaginably low.

But it is not excluded that there is a woman like Yang Yunxi, but everything in a place like Qingling Sect is uncertain, Nangong Hao's way of judging whether it is from the outside is almost useless here, and he can only see the surface, it is too difficult to really delve into the heart......

After thinking about it for a while, Nangong Hao's mind also pulled back, the person had already arrived at the entrance of the so-called Ling Pavilion, there was no attic or house at all, and it could even be regarded as barren, not even a single weed, it was all dry yellow mud spreading, and the destination was just an open space!

Except for a few wisps of soft aura brought up by the white mist, there was nothing, and no one was waiting here, if it weren't for Nangong Hao's repeated confirmation, this place would definitely not be combined with the Spirit Pavilion, and it was completely different from what Nangong Hao thought.

However, after Nangong Hao looked around left and right, there was also a little more solemnity between his eyebrows, as if he had noticed something, and as far as his eyes could see, although it was blank, he still looked at a position and looked at it carefully.

Because there, he noticed a slight fluctuation of the power of space, as if a huge aura shrouded around this place, and inadvertently a few faint white rays flowed out in front of Nangong Hao, and others couldn't see it, but this conspicuous space power couldn't escape Nangong Hao's perception.

If you guess correctly, the power of this space should be the entrance to the Spirit Pavilion, along with another independent space, which is consistent with the nature of those secret realms, and is a small space floating between the void and reality.

I don't know when, there was already a person behind Nangong Hao, that person was like a vine, quietly sprang out of the dry yellow soil on the ground, and the green leaves flowed slightly, slipped off his body, raised high, and stood behind Nangong Hao silently, and even noticed that Nangong Hao was in sight, as if he knew that Nangong Hao was aware of the existence of the entrance of the Spirit Pavilion.

It was also because Nangong Hao was so focused that he didn't notice anything strange around him, and he didn't know that there was already an extra person behind him who stopped and watched.

"The aura perception is really good, I can see the strangeness of the aura at a glance, since I have found the entrance location first, then I have passed the initial test of the Spirit Pavilion. ”

The man's sudden opening made Nangong Hao startled, trembled, almost jumped up, and when he turned around suddenly, he also saw a very kind face, very close.

He also had some impressions of this face, and it seemed to ...... It seems to be the sect master of the Qingling Sect.

Fang Qianling!

I saw a white whisk of dust, sweeping Nangong Hao's cheeks, making it push back slightly, and it just happened to make Nangong Hao's body gradually touch the aura composed of the power of space.

"Let's go in first. Remember, don't stay too long after entering, choose a road to sprint, those demon beasts encountered on the way are just fantasies, but don't be disturbed by them, remember, to sprint to the end of the path you chose, where is the beginning of your Spirit Pavilion trial. Go ahead, do your best!"

Before the words fell, Nangong Hao only felt that his body was imprisoned by something, and the whole person couldn't move at this time, maintaining the same posture as before, and actually watched Fang Qianling's body in front of him become smaller and smaller, and the distance between him and him became farther and farther away.

The voice gradually became faint, but it still echoed in Nangong Hao's ears.

"Rush, rush, rush!"

Although Fang Qianling's voice gradually weakened, these words were like an imprint, and they directly roared in Nangong Hao's mind!