Xingzhuo Peak!

Located not far from Shengdan Holy Mountain, the disciples of Xingyu Peak are extremely old-fashioned and stubborn, because Xingyu Peak is in charge of Xingyu Peak, the disciples who commit crimes in Shengdan Holy Land, and the strong enemy forces caught outside are all detained at Xingyu Peak.

Here is no difference from the dead land. Forty-eight peaks of Shengdan Holy Land, all disciples made mistakes and were detained. Those who have never come back alive will be sent to Xingyu Peak, which is equivalent to death.

Although the disciples in the sect made mistakes, they also had their own connections and died just like that. Therefore, the various veins in the Shengdan Holy Realm were quite disliked by Xingyu Peak.

When Wang Xiong mentioned Xingzhu Peak, all the immortals felt uncomfortable.

However, it is related to the Pill of Life and Creation, and all the immortals can only agree. I just hope that Wang Xiong will walk by like at the Poison King Peak!

The group rode a crane to the place of Xingzhuo Peak. Wang Xiong sat on the crane and saw the main hall of Shengdan Holy Mountain and the Shengsheng Creation Hall not far away. However, at this moment, everything was mainly about looking for Shengsheng Creation Pill. Wang Xiong did not look much.

The visit of two hundred immortals is an unprecedented event for Xingyu Peak. After all, the disciples of Shengdan Holy Land do not like Xingyu Peak and generally never come here.

"My uncles, uncles, are you...?" A disciple of Xingyu Peak came up.

Chi Bingzi will tell you immediately.

"Sorry, my uncle, senior brother, and my master have told us that Shengsheng Creation Pills, we are not allowed to interfere! We don't want to change Shengsheng Creation Pills, so you should go to other places!" The disciple of Xingyu Peak immediately refused.

The immortals were strange and turned to Wang Xiong.

"Saint, I have given up again and again." Wang Xiong looked at Lan Liyan.

Lan Liyan knew that Wang Xiong was asking for help. Although she didn't know what Wang Xiong was trying to do, Lan Liyan still cooperated and said, "It won't take long. Wang Xiong didn't have long been at the Poison King Peak just now, so take a look!"

The saint spoke, but the disciples of Xingyu Peak still wanted to refuse: "Master is now interrogating the prisoner in the dungeon. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to do this!"

"I will be sure soon!" Wang Xiong stretched out his hand and waved it.

"Boom!"

The vines have begun to shuttle underground and search.

The disciples of Xingyu Peak wanted to say something else. The immortals stared at each other.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. It's about Shengsheng Creation Pill. Even the old ghost in Xing cannot stop it. The saint has already spoken. What else do you want? The old ghost in Xing is not very strong, but his temper is quite good!" A master of the pulse said coldly.

"Old Ghost Xing, the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal has not reached its peak yet, and I don't know how to practice it. As a disciple of the Dan Sect, I don't know how to practice it. Looking back, go to my place to get a few Earth Immortal Pills and add some cultivation level. Stop talking nonsense!" Another master of the vein said coldly.

The immortals shouted coldly, and the disciples of Xingyu Peak did not dare to speak too much, so they could only smile bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll report to Master, everyone, wait!"

The immortals ignored him and looked at Wang Xiong in confusion. After all, Wang Xiong's method of seeking pills was too strange, and everyone wanted to know what Wang Xiong was selling in the gourd.

Wang Xiong ignored others, and from the beginning of creating momentum to now, he was planning and endorsed by a group of immortals. Wang Xiong predicted that this trip to the Holy Mountain of Dan will be smoother. The only uncertain thing is whether there is a Pill of Creation.

After being busy for so long, everything is based on the assumption that there is a life-generation and fortune pill. If not, everything will be done in vain.

Wang Xiong was looking for it anxiously. The vines spread everywhere, fearing that they would not be able to find it.

Suddenly, Wang Xiong's face changed and he showed an expression of ecstasy.

"boom!"

Not far away, a vine broke through the floor in an instant and emerged.

"Wang Xiong, don't destroy the master's residence!" A disciple of Xingyu Peak suddenly frowned and shouted.

"Finally found!" Wang Xiong's eyes couldn't hide his excitement.

The vines just now emerged from the ground, but were not controlled by themselves, but the vines extended there, and suddenly felt a burst of vitality. The vitality poured in, which instantly stimulated the vines to surge and broke out of the ground in an instant.

This is the vitality that Wang Xiong is looking for!

Wang Xiong suppressed his excitement and carefully sensed it. Indeed, the vitality range of that place is about ten feet. Within ten feet, full of vitality?

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"

Three more residences roared, and vines emerged from the land. Wang Xiong checked and found that they were all ten feet of vitality.

"You can't be wrong. The residual aura of Shengsheng Creation Pill is Shengsheng Creation Pill!" A burst of excitement flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.

Once found, as long as there is the Life Creation Pill, Su Qinghuan will be saved.

"Wang Xiong, what are you doing? Are you specifically against my master? Above the three peaks, the master's residence, the alchemy room, the practice room, and the star-gazing room. What are you doing to destroy?" A disciple of Xingyu Peak said angrily.

Wang Xiong reached out and retracted, and all the vines withered.

Wang Xiong didn’t need to look for it anymore. He already knew who the Shengsheng Creation Pill was in. It was in the hands of the Master of Xingyu Peak, the old ghost in Xing.

After confirming the existence of the Shengsheng Creation Pill, Wang Xiong also let go of his heart.

"I want to meet the Master of Xingmai!" Wang Xiong looked at the disciple of Xingjue Peak and said.

"Ah?" The disciple of Xingyu Peak was slightly stunned.

"Wang Xiong, what do you want to do?" Chi Bingzi said coldly on the side.

The immortals suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Everyone, I want to meet the Master of Xingmai first to see if he has the pill I need!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

The immortals were depressed, who could not choose the best person? What kind of old stubborn ones?

"Master is in the dungeon, and I don't have time to see you!" The disciple of Xingyu Peak said coldly.

"It's okay, I can go down to the dungeon with you and see him!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

"You?" the disciple of Xingyu Peak said coldly.

All the disciples of Xingyu Peak around all looked gloomy, obviously unwilling to do so. They looked at Wang Xiong coldly.

Wang Xiong glanced at Lan Liyan!

Lan Liyan said at the right time: "Senior brothers, junior brothers, it is related to the birth of fortune pills. Please give me some convenience!"

"Okay, I'll just see Old Ghost Xing. Hurry up, go and go back quickly!" A master of the pulse said coldly to the disciples of Xingyu Peak.

The immortals forced the disciples of Xingzhuo Peak with a depressed mood.

The disciples of Xingzhuo Peak were silent for a while, and finally nodded to the immortal disciple: "Okay! Just follow me!"

"Let's go and have a look!" Lan Liyan also spoke.

"Saint, the dungeon is dark and full of death. You'd better not go!" The disciple of Xingyu Peak immediately advised.

"Yes, Saint, your holy body is not suitable for stepping into!"

"Saint, you can't go in!"

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A group of immortals around stopped him, as if afraid that Lan Liyan would be harmed.

"Saint, please wait for a moment. Sixin and I will come back soon!" Wang Xiong said solemnly.

Lan Liyan was silent for a moment and nodded.

Wang Xiong and Si Xin followed the disciples of Xingzhu Peak and slowly walked to a hall not far away, named Xingzhu Temple. With an immortal leading the way, the others were extremely relieved. After all, Wang Xiong, Si Xin's cultivation seemed too low.

When he entered the Hall of Punishment, Wang Xiong saw a black dead aura shrouded in the hall, and Si Xin showed a strange look, because Si Xin felt that the dead aura here was so familiar.

The rolling dead aura emanated from a stone door on the right side of the hall. The material of the stone door immediately made Wang Xiong look surprised.

It’s the Butian Stone again? It’s the same stone gate in Baisi Poison Valley? It’s just that this one has been open?

Another stone gate leading to the underground palace?

The small words above are exactly the same.

"Master, will you be with the Baisi Poison Valley just now?" Si Xin asked Wang Xiong in a low voice.

Wang Xiong remembered that Baizi Desert is also two entrances. Baisi Poison Valley may also be two entrances. Is it the underground palace below?

"Follow me!" said the immortal in the guide.

Wang Xiong, Si Xin nodded and followed the immortal stepping on the steps in the stone gate and walked into the depths of the underground palace.

As soon as they entered it, black air suddenly enveloped. The three of them broke through a strong dead air area and their eyes were narrowed by the light of countless magma sea fires.

"Yes, we're back!" Si Xin whispered to Wang Xiong.

It is still the underground palace, the magma sea, to be precise, the snake island, but there is no poisonous snake on the snake island at this moment.

Because the Black Mountain in the center of Snake Island is still there, reaching the sky and the earth, and it divides the two sides of Snake Island. On the other side of the island, there are poisonous snakes, but there are no poisonous snakes on this side, only the dying aura.

"King, are we going to the back of Snake Island?" Si Xin said in surprise.

Wang Xiong nodded, feeling strange in his heart.

On the back of Snake Island, there is a palace group in the distance, and there are a large number of Xingyu Peak disciples around. These Xingyu Peak disciples are holding long whips and constantly whipping a group of prisoners locked in chains. These prisoners have empty eyes and are colorless.

"Hurry up, keep chiseling!" A disciple of Xingyu Peak whipped the prisoner with a whip.

The prisoner grabbed the hammer and kept pounding the Black Mountain, and chiseled small pieces of crystal fragments from the solid Black Mountain. The disciples of Xingyu Peak immediately held them in their hands happily.

"What did they do to chisel this Black Mountain?" Si Xin said in shock.

"From this side, you can't see the body of your ancestor Snake, but you should know that this Black Mountain is actually the coffin of your ancestor. The material of this coffin is an extremely rare black fairy stone. For the sect that refines weapons, it is a good treasure! Old Gui Xing should ask the prisoner to help him collect this extremely strong black fairy stone!" Wang Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly.
To be continued...