Today’s first one is here again. Do you want to see the outbreak of the egg pain? The red ticket continues to smash.

"I actually want to secretly count on me, nǎinǎi, if I don't think you are a disciple of Yue Huazong, I'll secretly count on you in reverse."

After this young boy of Yue Huazong left, Wei Suo's figure appeared again in the forest behind him.

Just now he didn't go far, so he used the cloak of invisibility and hid. Therefore, Wei Suo heard clearly what this Yue Huazong disciple said to himself.

What made him feel bad just now was that the monk wearing a red crimson jacket vaguely revealed a perfect half-soul order attack weapon.

Now that someone has scraped away their spiritual stone bags and other objects, this magic weapon is impossible to stay, so Wei Suo immediately felt that this should be a trap.

The result was indeed exactly what Wei Suo thought. If he went closer to view the two bodies, I am afraid that he would soon be attacked by the disciple of Yue Huazong who was lying there.

Wei Suo saw that these two monks seemed to be beheaded by powerful techniques and instruments, and he was afraid of the strength of this Yue Huazong disciple. Furthermore, he did not want to cause more trouble, otherwise he would attack this in turn. As for the disciples of Mingyue Huazong, there may be a success rate of more than 60% to 70%.

It's just that this disciple of Yuehuazong also seems to have some means of concealing the breath. It is only more than twenty feet away, but even the old man in green robe could not realize the existence of this disciple of Yuehuazong.

This made Wei Suo even more afraid of the inner disciples of these great gates, especially the disciples of Jīng Ying.

And from the perspective of the behavior style of this Yue Huazong disciple, it seems that these disciples of the Daozong Men murdered and surpassed in the Midian Valley, and there was not much concern.

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A blue monk carefully turned away the vine plants with many poisonous thorns in front of him, and a steaming, slightly reddish waterhole appeared in his sight.

The water in this pool was nearly boiling, and from time to time, a bowl-sized air mass emerged, and a wave of sound was heard in the air.

"Rotten Bone Spring, it should be here."

The blue monk holding a simple map of sheepskin suddenly shook his spirits, and after searching around his eyes for a moment, his eyes gathered on the northwest corner of the waterhole, and the ecstatic **** appeared on the face.

On the edge of the lake in the northwest corner, there are two strange yellow plants. The leaves of these two low plants are very tender and look like mushrooms, but under the two thick leaves at the top, there is still a small yellow berry with some dark red on the peel spot.

After condensing for a moment, the blue monk walked out lightly and at the same time very carefully inspired a green mask to walk toward those two peculiar yellow plants.

"Come out, hide there and want to attack me, don't come out again, don't blame me for being welcome."

Suddenly, the monk in blue stood violently and said with a cold voice, and at the same time, the glory of six groups of Shenhai flashed on his body.

A monk of Zhou Tianjing.

But after the monk in blue drank this sentence coldly, there was still silence around him. After a while, the monk in blue sighed with relief and continued to walk towards the two plants.

It was obvious that the blue monk was also very careful. Only then did he find nothing, but just yelled and tried.

Without any accident, the blue monk walked safely to the hot spring of the dark red sè, but just as the blue monk prepared to reach out to pick the two peculiar plants, the eyes of this gleam of excitement shone with excitement. Suddenly, the blue monk's face changed, his throat rattled, and he fell softly to the edge of the pool.

After the time of Yixiang, one tall and one short, two monks wearing a vest made of iron-scale snake skin excitedly emerged from the jungle on one side.

"Brother Dao, you have such a great idea. Put the feathering in this pool of water, and let the power of this feathering spread out silently with the heat of this bone rot spring. Let alone this Zhoutian Realm A heavy monk, even a monk from Zhoutian Realm, would have to drink our footwash." Among them, the chubby monk with a shaggy hair and a very vicious look, kicked his foot with pride. Blue monk falling to the ground.

The blue monk was not dead at the moment, gurgling in his throat, but he was like cotton, and could not move with a soft movement.

The tall monk with a big mouth is also a vicious look, "My bag of feathers is worth 500 inferior spirit stones, and it is placed in this pool of water. After a few incense sticks, the power is gone. Well, if no one comes, I’m not losing money, and I’ve invested a lot. Don’t disappoint me with your stuff.” After saying something proudly, this tall monk was on the blue monk’s body. Checked it up.

"Hey," not long afterwards, the tall and fierce monk who pulled out a few things from the blue monk laughed with satisfaction, showing that the blue monk's worth made him very satisfied.

But then he asked Xìng to take off the blue monk's vestment, and regardless of the blue monk's horrified and begging gaze, he directly threw the blue monk into the dark red hot spring beside him.

In just a few tumbles, the corpse of the blue monk was wiped away, even the bones could not be seen.

Handling a Zhou Tianjing monk so cruelly, the two monks seemed to be used to it. Only the short monk said with pride, "Brother, this feather is really worth buying."

"It's a pity that this feather-dispersed Danfang has long been lost, and it is also a thing that is difficult to buy with spirit stones. Now there is only one bag left. I hope to ask for more people to come later so that they can be sent at once. Pen Hengcai." The tall monk said greedily.

After saying this, the tall monk took out a small black bottle. The mouth of this black bottle was sealed with a thick layer of wax. It seems that the inside is for the monk to loosen up and mix up softly. The feathering is gone.

After being thrown into this decayed bone spring, the two can safely escape from the reach of the feathering powder when the thick wax layer is separated, and if the later monk approaches the pool, Unconsciously the poison of the middle and upper feathering powder.

The dwarf monk's eyes had fallen into the pool of water next to it, and the immortal bottle would fall into it at the next moment, making a beautiful splash of water, which was equivalent to the sound of a falling bag of spirit stones.

But at this moment, a scene that made him extremely frightened appeared.

Without any signs, the two eyes of the tall monk suddenly bulged out, and a blood hole suddenly appeared on his forehead. At the moment when the blood poured from the back of the brain, he tranced to see a **** one. A magic weapon, but the moment it was worn out, it disappeared again.

The short monk with a white face instantly pulled out something from his arms and wanted to inspire it, but he seemed to be suddenly burned to something, jumped up, and a blood hole appeared on his left foot!

Immediately, a blood hole appeared on the forehead of the short monk who wanted to excite the magic weapon, and then the whole person fell to the ground with a puff.

The figure of Wei Suo quickly appeared in the jungle on the left, which was less than twenty feet away.

After picking up the things they held in their hands and the clothes on their bodies like a light car, Wei Suo also threw these two dangerous monks in the same way. Arriving at the rot bone spring beside him, he quickly picked the two plants down and flashed into the jungle.

A moment later, Wei Suo was in a tree hole in the middle of a giant tree that could only be held by a dozen people, and could only hold two or three people. After reappearing the hidden secrets that could hide the breath, he happily counted what he had just got. stand up.

"Huangling Guo!"

It can dispel cold and poison, and has strong blood pressure, which can increase the efficacy of several years of life. This kind of elixir is very precious to some monks whose cultivation base is about to break through, but Shouyuan is about to run out. One plant is worth more than thousands of inferior spirit stones. But now there are two plants growing beside this rotted bone pool, and they are all in the hands of Wei Suo.

After Weisuo put the two peculiar yellow plants into the Nabao capsule, he took out three more stone bags.

Both the blue monk and the tall monk are monks of Zhou Tianjing. The short monk is also a monk of Shenhai Realm. The spirit stones on these three people really excited Wei Suo's careful liver.

The spirit stones of the three people add up to almost 17,000 inferior spirit stones, which is already a huge sum of money for Weisuo now.

And all the monks entered the Midian Valley, knowing that they are very dangerous, so they are equipped with magic tools as much as possible.

Weiss, who never disliked many defensive instruments, was a little bit crooked. ~lightnovelpub.net~ These three people not only have a Nabao, but also a defensive shield in the Nabao. Five sides.

The two sides of Wei Suo are very familiar black iron shields, one turtle shield and one **** wood shield. What delights him most is that although there is also a defensive force that is also a semi-spirit level, it is made of thunder beast skin. Thunder and fire spells stimulated by opponents can be bounced and splashed out of most powerful shields.

In addition to these magic shields, the aura-like magic shields of the semi-spirit order also received two pieces from these three people.

As for the magic weapon of the attack type, none of them possessed a real spirit-level magic weapon, but there was a jade plate dedicated to the ice-cold air, which made Wei Suo very happy.

This piece should be a near-transparent jade plate made of high-grade cold jade. As long as a sacrifice is made and the true yuan is in, you can continuously blast out the cold air over the other party. It's not like an ordinary magic weapon. Such a magic weapon not only has the effect of restricting the opponent, but also is less likely to be damaged by itself.

In addition to this thing, there are as many as three other half-spell-level instruments!

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