The quaint orb was suspended in the sky above the Black Poisonous Marsh, and the huge figure in it, like a giant, quietly looked down at Xiao Yang, with silk threads dancing wildly around it.
In an instant, the huge sphere shrank quickly under Xiao Yang's gaze, and turned into an ancient species, the shell of the ancient species, engraved with complex and mysterious runes, an extrely vast spiritual power. , Emanating from it.
At this mont, there is no longer a trace of waste in the body of beings among the ancient species.
Stroking the runes around the ancient species, Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled faintly.
As long as you follow the instructions of the wooden sign and find a way to break the ancient runes on the surface, this extrely hard outer shell will automatically split, and the spirit beasts inside will no longer be bound.
Just when Xiao Yang walked out of this quagmire following the route engraved by the wooden sign.
The other side of Holy Poison Mountain.
Two figures were walking silently along the mountain road. One of the young n, with a gentle smile on his face, could easily win the favor of others with his gestures.
And the woman behind him, wearing a fiery red shirt, was particularly conspicuous, matched with her extrely pure and pretty face, revealing a different kind of temptation.
The occasional mountain breeze gently flicked the hair on the woman's forehead, revealing a delicate red lotus mark, which multiplied the woman's attractiveness.
This woman is Tang Honglian.
"Zhong Mu, Yanwu Lotus really grows in such a place?"
Beautiful eyes scanned the thin poisonous mist around, Tang Honglian's pretty face was a little bit confused.
The young man in front of him, nad Zhong Mu, belonged to the Zhong family of the Lingchuan Empire. When he was young, he was almost killed by a Tier 5 Nirvana spirit beast. The Patriarch of the Tang family, Tang Yancheng, happened to pass by, so he shot. Saved him.
At that ti, Zhong Jue, the Patriarch of the Zhong family, was also a Tier 6 Lingpan, so the families of two different empires were to be friends.
A few days ago, Tang Honglian, who was fighting with the wild beasts in the corner of the wild ancient land, received a ssage from Zhong Mu, saying that on this holy poison mountain, there was a fourth-grade elixir Yanwulian. Tang Honglian, who was delighted, imdiately Just rushed over.
"Sister Honglian, can't you still trust ?" Zhong Mu turned around, the smile on his face was quite comfortable.
"Of course I can believe it, but here is the Sacred Poison Mountain, the fire-attributed Yanwu lotus, can it grow in this environnt?" Tang Honglian asked curiously.
"Don't worry, just follow . In order to guard the Yanwu Lotus, even my Thunder Feather Eagle stayed nearby." Zhong Mu smiled.
Hearing this, Tang Honglian no longer suspicious, followed closely behind Zhong Mu.
Her current strength is the pinnacle of the eighth-order spirit master, but no matter how she cultivates, she is stuck at this stage, unable to make progress.
For the eighth-tier blazing red lotus, the conditions for breaking through are very harsh. Only by refining the extrely precious Yanwu lotus can it condense the sixth lotus petal, breaking through the ninth-tier lord level, and then nirvana.
Therefore, as soon as he heard the news about Yanwulian, Tang Honglian rushed to the foot of the Holy Poison Mountain at the fastest speed and rged with Zhong Mu.
The two moved forward very fast, and it only took less than a quarter of an hour to reach a valley.
The scope of Sacred Poison Mountain is very large, and there are dozens of similar valleys.
"and so on"
Stepping into the valley, Tang Honglian's pretty face suddenly beca a little solemn, and the air here had a hint of blood.
Moreover, this breath is extrely close to the **** eagle in the Blood Eagle Hall!
Suddenly turning around, Tang Honglian's pupils shrunk slightly to see that several joking youths had firmly blocked the entrance of the valley, and looked at her as if they were looking at a weak sheep.
"Huh!"
A sharp sound of breaking the wind sounded in mid-air, and a blood-colored eagle-shaped spirit beast flashed abruptly. Above the blood eagle, a young man with a slightly pale face was staring at Tang Honglian with a smile.
Seeing that, besides Wu Lang, who else is there?
"Zhong Mu, co back soon!" Tang Honglian's face was slightly anxious. She didn't expect that she would run into Wu Lang in such a place. Her luck was really bad.
However, Zhong Mu ignored Tang Honglian's soft voice, and instead ran directly under the **** eagle.
"Angkor, I brought the people." Zhong Mu said in a low voice, with a lot of flattering words.
"Good job, you will follow my hand in the future." Wu Lang smiled and waved his hand. Zhong Mu suddenly seed flattered and flashed to one side obediently, but his head kept hanging and didn't look at it. Tang Honglian glanced.
"Zhong Mu, you..."
An unbearable anger surged to her heart, and Tang Honglian's pretty face couldn't help but feel a little cold.
Without her father Tang Yancheng, Zhong Mu would have died under the claws of Tier 4 Nirvana spirit beasts, and now, in order to get Wu Lang's protection, Zhong Mu would have betrayed her without hesitation!
"Guren, we et again."
Leaping from the back of the **** eagle, Wu Lang said affectionately. When he raised his head, he just wanted to say sothing, but only saw Tang Honglian, who had already walked ten feet away, only a beautiful back appeared on his In sight.
"Step aside!"
Tang Honglian said with a cold face when he walked to the young people blocking Taniguchi.
"Hey, beauty, don't leave in such a hurry, Angkor doesn't speak, we dare not let it."
"That's right, Angkor will kill us, haha~~ Several young people looked at Tang Honglian unscrupulously, pure face, charming red lotus mark, if it weren't for Wu Lang's presence, the love in their hearts, Uncertainty will drive them, erupting the most primitive impulse of n.
"Honglian, don't forget, this is not Snowstorm."
In front of so many people, he was unceremoniously shaless, Wu Lang's eyes flashed darkly, and then he laughed again. In the laughter, he was full of arrogance: "Now, I am a nine-year-old man. Ranked Spirit Lord, the Exploring Monunt is ranked thirty-seventh. As long as you stay by my side, no one can move you."
After entering the Great Desolate Ancient Land, Wu Lang's breakthrough speed was extrely fast, almost unimpeded, that is, he was promoted to the eighth-order spirit master.
A few days ago, on a cliff, Wu Lang found a Nirvana-class **** eagle egg. After being swallowed by his **** eagle, the blood in his body was stimulated, and it jumped to the ninth step!
The rapid breakthrough speed gave Wu Lang a sense of pride.
Coupled with Bai Qi behind him, Wu Lang believes that even if he is a sage, he would not dare to attack him.
"Wu Lang, I have nothing to do with you, let go quickly, you walk through your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge." Tang Honglian said coldly.
Hearing this, Wu Lang's face filled with anger. He thought that after showing off his strength, Tang Honglian would change his attitude and follow him obediently, but the latter's cold and glacial attitude made his pride instantly shattered. The cleanliness.
"Haha, it has nothing to do with , it has sothing to do with Xiao Yang's trash, right!"
Gritting his teeth tightly, a grinning grin on Wu Lang's face gradually rose: "Since you don't know what is good or bad, then I don't have to pretend anymore, Tang Honglian, this is all you asked for!"
When the words were over, Wu Lang's face was full of licentious evil, and he rushed away at Tang Honglian, who was flustered in his eyes.
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