"One hundred thousand years old holy medicine?"

Xiang Chunan and Mu Ling were ecstatic and rushed over immediately.

Not to mention them, even if the Great Saint encounters the 100,000-year-old ancient holy medicine, he will go crazy and fight. Such a world is precious, but it is impossible to meet.

In the cave, a high place was built with stones to form a simple Taoist temple. The Taoist Temple is about one meter high and is divided into four layers. It doesn't look like a monk, but there is a very strong medicinal fragrance.

In addition, the small stone Taoist temple is also wrapped in purple haze and looks amazing.

Xiang Chunan licked his lips and said, "Why is there a stone Taoist temple here? It's so small that it can't live at all, who built it?"

"It's a strong medicine. After breathing, the sacredness in the body is boiling. In Taoist temple, there is not necessarily a 100,000-year-old holy medicine." Mu Lingxi's eyes were bright, and his eyes were dripping. Turn.

"Look at me and smash this view."

Xiang Chunan held up his big hammer and was about to bombard it, but was blocked by Zhang Ruochen, "Do n’t, if the 100,000-year-old ancient holy medicine is damaged, its medicinal properties will be greatly reduced." "Yeah, why didn't I think, just now It was too reckless. "Xiang Chunan patted his forehead and quickly put away the big hammer. Then his body shook a bit, his musculoskeletal contraction, his body became the size of a fist, and he went into the Taoist view with a big swing.

Mu Lingxi also shrank her body and turned into a beautiful three-inch-tall elf, fanned the wings of the Phoenix, and flew into the second floor of Taoist Temple.

Zhang Ruochen did not immediately enter the Taoist Temple, but took out the 18-stroke flag made by Xiao Hei and inserted it around the Taoist Temple just in case. Only then did he shrink his body and turn into a little man. The flagpoles inserted into the ground were thicker than his body.

Just when Zhang Ruochen was preparing to enter the Taoist Temple ...

"Well."

Inside, there was a loud boom.

The stone Taoist Temple shook a bit, cracked several gaps, and had a strong purple energy that surged out of it.

"Wow."

Eighteen parcels of flags unfolded at the same time, emitting a crimson brilliance.

Xiang Chunan's roar sounded: "Brother Chen, stop the old guy, don't let him run away!"

"old man?"

Before Zhang Ruochen reacted, he saw a purple streamer in the Taoist Temple, which was extremely fast and had no time to intercept.

"Well."

The purple streamer collided with the Eighteen Par Banner and fell down. It was actually a blond old man wearing a dark purple robe.

On the top of the old blond's head, there is a round golden hat that is several times larger than his body, much like a leaf of a Ganoderma lucidum, anyway, it seems to be top-heavy.

"One hundred thousand years of ancient holy medicine, psychic holy zhi."

Zhang Ruochen exclaimed, and immediately made a handprint, suppressing it to the old blond hair lane.

The old blond is the psychic sage.

Zhang Ruochen was worried that he was too strong to shoot him, so he only used 30% of his power.

The old blond hair bears a handprint, and the deep divine spirit flows from the palm of the hand. Suddenly, a cloud of purple gas condenses, and numerous electric lights are intertwined in the cloud and fly to Zhang Ruochen.

"Can you still perform holy art?"

When Zhang Ruochen's face changed, he quickly moved the exhibition space and ducked to the right.

"Boom."

The purple gas cloud fell on the stone wall, leaving a deep slap print on the stone wall, all surrounded by cracks.

Immediately afterwards, a lot of rules of the Word flowed out of the old blond hair, gathered in his arms, and sipped softly in his mouth: "Moving the mountain."

"Booming."

A banner was hit by his palms and flew out.

After getting out of sleep, the old blond man shook his arm and a palm-sized ancient bronze car flew out of his sleeve. With flexible hands and feet, he turned over, drove a bronze car, and fled to the depths of the cave.

Mu Lingxi flew out of the stone Taoist temple, shining bright light on her body, and becoming a normal human size again.

"Boom."

Xiang Chunan recovered his true body, shattered his body view, rubbed his buttocks, lifted a big hammer, and chased him in the direction of the escape: "Dare you dare to attack your grandpa Xiang, still want to escape?"

As soon as he entered the Taoist temple, Xiang Chunan was kicked on the buttocks, fell a dog to eat shit, and was very resentful in his heart.

Mu Lingxi was a little surprised: "I really saw a ghost, a holy medicine, and it became a veteran, and the exercises are extremely powerful. Who taught the exercises and holy arts it learned?"

Zhang Ruochen's heart was also surprised, the strength of the old road was strong, and the eighteen par banner could not be trapped.

If there is no wild holy medicine taught by a monk to practice exercises and teach it martial arts and holy arts, even if it grows 100,000 years, it will not have any combat power.

If the old man stayed in this kind of cave all the time, he would never have possessed such arrogance.

However, the old man obviously didn't have much contact with the outside world. Even though he was strong, he was frightened by Zhang Ruochen, Xiang Chunan, and Mu Lingxi and fled.

Zhang Ruochen released his mental strength and explored the ruins of the Stone Taoist Temple and found it.

He squatted down, took away a piece of gravel, and at the bottom of Taoist Temple, picked up a tortoise shell fragment. Above, there is a humanoid pattern engraved in a strange posture, sitting cross-legged with both hands to the sky.

In addition, there are dozens of words that are already a little vague.

The text is very old, and even if Zhang Ruochen exerts his mental strength, he cannot comprehend the meaning of the text.

Although the tortoise shell fragments look ordinary, the 100,000-year-old Psychic Sacred Shiba cannot be stored in the Taoist temple for no reason, and there must be something extraordinary.

"Want to go out and study." Zhang Ruochen put the tortoise shell fragments into the space ring.

"Boom."

Previously, the cave blocked by Xiang Chunan was attacked by outsiders, and a loud noise came.

Mu Lingxi's face changed, and she said, "Those monks have already arrived. Based on their cultivation, they will soon be able to open the cave."

"Go, chase in the direction that the psychic Saint Shi escaped. Say not necessarily, this cave has other exits."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Mu Lingxi's wrist and broke out at the fastest speed, chasing forward. I don't know how far to chase, the cave has become more and more narrow, and extended upward.

Mu Lingxi showed joy, and said, "In front of the cave, there is an air current, most of which is an exit."

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly. There was indeed air flowing in the cave, but the air was abnormally cold, with a yin and dead air, which made people uncomfortable.

Gradually, the air in the cave turned black.

Mu Lingxi also realized that she was not good, the smile on her face disappeared, her eyes became more and more dignified.

"Wow--"

The two of them rushed out of the cave, and there was a dark world in front of them, filled with extremely heavy yin, contacting the skin, forming a tingling sensation. Yin and death are eroding their bodies.

Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi immediately released the holy air, using layers of holy light to protect the body, before expelling the yin and dead air.

"Where is this place, dark and horrible than the underworld?" Mu Lingxi felt that it was not a good place. Somehow, there was fear in her heart, and she couldn't help but grab the tense robes.

Zhang Ruochen's heart also had a hint of fear.

That kind of fear is like being forced into his body by the divine power of the **** of fear, and it does n’t work without fear.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and looked around, but, with the use of heavenly eyes and mental power, he could only see the scene within ten feet. No matter how far away, there is a blur.

"Do you think that the breath here is similar to the breath emanating from the restricted area above the slopes of the bones?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"indeed……"

Mu Lingxi's face was even paler, saying: "Brother Xiang chased after the psychic Shengzhi did not know where I went. I was returning the same way, still waiting for him here?"

If this area is really the restricted area above the slopes of the bones, you must not trespass.

In the cave, Lance White's voice sounded: "There is air flowing, and there should be an exit in front of it."

"It's really a monk in heaven. It seems that we can't go back!" Zhang Ruochen grabbed Mu Lingxi's arm, moved the exhibition space, and disappeared in place.

After a while, Lance White, Wuxiang, and the four-winged Scarlet Angel fought fiercely, and rushed out of the cave with ten other powerful men in the realm of the Holy King. A dazzling sacred light was emitted from their bodies, but Zhang Ruochen, who was hiding dozens of feet away, could only see a cloud of light and shadow.

Guizai is very smart, guessing what the place is, his face is calm, he dare not act lightly.

Lance White only felt that when he came here, his state of mind ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ was broken by an external force of fear, his legs could not help shaking, and said, "Are we still chasing? Or shall we chase first? return to?"

Gui Zhan stared at him and said: "In the cave, there is a breath of 100,000 years old holy medicine. Obviously, the three have picked it. Such treasures may not be found in the four courtyards. How can they Three cheaper generations? "

Wu Xiang is also eager for the 100,000-year-old ancient remedy, saying: "Although this area is dangerous, there are great opportunities. Not necessarily, we can not only find the 100,000-year-old relic, but also pick other ones. treasure."

Lance Baird said, "But we don't know at all, which direction did the three men escape?"

A lion's head and silver pupil who cultivated to reach the realm of the three-step holy king, said: "There are footprints on the ground. If you pursue the past, you will find them."

Lance Bai still wanted to say something, but the evil war was one step ahead, and said coldly: "He who has the courage, catch up with me. Monks who dare not take risks, stay at the exit of the cave."

After a while, Guizhan and Wuxiang took eight powerful holy kings, chasing the footprints on the ground, and disappeared into the darkness.

Lance Bai and the six other holy kings remained at the cave exit.

Lance White took out a set of flags and inserted them around the entrance of the cave to arrange a defensive formation to prevent other monks from coming through the cave.

Another scrawny creature was taking out a pile of jade arrays, burying them in the soil, and arranging an attack array to prevent unknown creatures from attacking them in the dark.

The other holy kings, who are also cautious, are laying out defense and attack methods, fearing that they will encounter fierce transmission. They have heard a lot of legends about this restricted area, and they are quite disturbed.

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