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"You actually have a complete holy soldier!"

A shrill cry came from the other end, and two green dragons whine in the air. The Red Dragon Taoist pierced them through a spear with purple light. The dragon curled up in pain, like a caterpillar pierced by a tree branch.

This is a treasure given by Emperor Qing, who came from Chi Long for his loyalty and traveled thousands of miles. Not only him, but also all the demons who came to kill the Dao, and other demons also had their own treasures.

After only a cup of tea, the old Taoist Chilong returned. Some blood was stained with the corner of his clothes and was brushed by a layer of floating light.

After only one stick of incense was less than a short time, Old Demon Fang was horrified to find that he was the only one of the five people who came to kill and seize the treasure.

"burst!"

He immediately made a decision and wanted to escape by self-destructing magic weapon. The little naughty double-creating treasure bottle seal, and a white jade-like treasure appeared in the air, sucking Fang Laomo and his self-destructing magic weapon together.

The bottle in the air shook gently, and the mouth of the bottle was facing down. A rich stream of essence immediately emanated, but in a blink of an eye, the old demon Fang transformed into the most original essence of heaven and earth.

This is a move in the Demonic Art of Devouring Heaven. You can even plunder the origin of the divine body and holy body by practicing to the extreme. It was created by the Empress's first Heaven-Swallowing Emperor.

But Xiao Naoqi couldn't get through this kind of treasure technique that was somewhat similar to "eating people", so he only practiced until the beginning and tried it briefly.

Four immortals and two powerful men, a king of killing Taoism, were killed by the destruction and killing a large number of people who were observing in secret.

The great sects of various holy lands are not unable to subdue such combat power, but it is not worth their efforts to offend an inexplicable terrifying force just for treasures worth millions of jin of sources.

The Ji family, the contemporary saint master of the Ji family and a group of elders surrounded a saint-level imitation of the void mirror. The mirror shows the scene of Wang Dali and others.

He was about to put away the saint soldier from generation to generation, and Shi Hao in the mirror suddenly looked up and smiled at them.

Pong!

The next moment, the entire void mirror shattered from it. The cracked fragments passed by the Holy Lord of the Ji family, and blood flowed.

The face of the Saint Lord of the Ji family was full of horror. Even the ancient sages could not do it even if they were unable to do it!

He immediately sent an order: "Let the elders and disciples below remember the faces in the mirror and must not commit evil!"

Not only the Ji family, but also the other holy sects that used secret art treasures to observe here have suffered varying degrees of losses. Either the treasures were destroyed or casualties.

After dealing with these followers, Wang Dali and others returned to the Holy City. He led the Red Dragon many times, and they continued to visit as if nothing had happened.

During this period, the Thunder Clan, Yin-Yang Sect, and the Purple Mansion Holy Land successively sent many treasures to apologize to Wang Dali and others. He accepted them one by one and declined their various invitations.

After visiting the Holy City for more than ten days and experiencing the local characteristics, the group decided to explore Zishan.

Zishan is a huge mountain peak standing next to the Holy City. You can see it when standing in the Holy City. There are nine dragon veins around it, guarding the moon with stars surrounding it, leaving many legends in the Holy City.

Some people say it is the temple of the great emperor, some people say it is the seclusion of the ancient royal family, and some people say it is a dark nest, where a supreme king of the dead is asleep.

However, what everyone recognizes is that this is a bad place, and no one who enters can come back. In Mindy's words, it is a very suitable place for adventure.

For this reason, she also went to find Duan De, a senior "archaeologist".

"That Heavenly Lord Wuliang is scared to death!"

Duan De was practicing in a secret realm. In the blink of an eye, Wang Dali captured it in front of him. He quickly took out a pitch-black can lid from the sea of ​​suffering and was about to sacrifice it.

When he found out that it was Wang Dali and a few others, he put the lid back on.

After Mindy explained the current situation to him, Duan De immediately became interested.

"No problem, wrap it on the trail!"

He took out a strange compass and walked around Zishan. Then he took out a shovel and dug out a hidden passage in three or two. He is worthy of being a professional talent.

"This should be a source mine, which is now abandoned and should be able to enter."

Although that's the case, Duan De's legs were rooted in place. These guys were all big shots, so he didn't need his little arms and legs to walk in front.

Everyone walked along the mine road and soon felt a strong yin energy around them, and even formed illusions such as Yin soldiers' passages, Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge in the mine cave.

But after walking dozens of miles, a bright world emerged before my eyes. The ancient mine was no longer dark, and the soft light flowed, and a peaceful and holy aura came out.

The cranes chirped in the air, and the earth dragon lay lazily on the ground. A group of firebirds flew past the south, and various creatures were hovering and running.

"That Heavenly Lord Wuliang, I've really posted this time!"

Duan De's eyes shone brightly and he took out his small shovel to dig around. This small shovel is also a treasure, at least it was made by the Immortal Power.

In fact, these around everyone are not living creatures, but are transformed into the source gas of the divine source. The source gas can be sufficient to transform so many creatures, so there must be a large number of divine sources here.

Sighing the magic of this place, Wang Dali and his men had no intention of digging the source. The ground was full of ashes and bones, like Duan De, digging out a pile of corpses.

"oops!"

Suddenly, the unscrupulous Taoist priest screamed. He didn't know what he dug out. A colorful sword energy passed by behind him, hurting his fat buttocks.

Blood flowed out, making people unable to bear to look at it.

"Wuliang, if the sword energy is slightly biased, I will be done!"

At the end of the mine channel, there are two black holes with yin and yang, which are combined with endless source energy to form a Tai Chi diagram. It was because Duan De was too close that he was injured by a sword energy shot out of the Tai Chi diagram.

There are many dead bones around and their bodies are covered with sword marks. The cause of death is self-evident.

"This is a natural killing formation, and there is no shortage of powerful holy lords in the fallen dead bones."

Shi Hao glanced at Duan De with a funny look, pointed out and destroyed the Tai Chi diagram.

"hiss!"

Duan De looked at the tempting energy around him reluctantly, and held his butt that was twisted due to his injury, and continued to walk inward with everyone.

There are corpses everywhere, from all ages. There are also words left by various characters who came to visit Zishan on the stone wall next to it, a total of thirty-seven.

“Huh?”

Halfway through the way, Shi Hao suddenly exclaimed lightly, scaring Duan De immediately took out his small can lid and glanced around with his eyes alertly.

"What's wrong?"

Shi Hao shook his head, walked to a stone wall and asked.

"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!