In the core, dangers and opportunities coexist.

Here are rich resources accumulated over more than 100,000 years of Wusha Sect.

When the Five Evil Sect was destroyed, all kinds of rare treasures in the past were almost within reach!

At the same time, major forces gathered and murderous intent was everywhere, and everyone was in danger of losing their lives at any time.

Even the powerful man who was in power in the outside world in the past was still in danger of his death.

But the powerful temptation still made many monks pour into this place like moths flying into flames.

That's it!

Two squirming phantoms were moving along the mountain, not fast, but extremely difficult to detect.

Under the magic weapon similar to the tulle, a young man asked in a low voice: "Master, where are we going?"

Although he is young, he is also a Taoist monk, but he seems to have just entered the Taoist realm and his foundation has not yet been stable.

His master was a thin old man from the late stage of Daoji. He had a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, a slightly arched back. His image was slightly vulgar and he had no high popularity.

"There is the breath of the God-envoy in front of you. Let's go and take a look."

That's right, the old man held a mirror in his hand and moved forward carefully with his disciple: "The Five Evils Sect has been completed, and the divine envoy here must be a fish that misses the net. It depends on what the situation is, it's best to be seriously injured!"

The young man nodded. He knew that his master had a secret method that could sense the breath that had been a few days ago.

Even if this breath has been processed and hidden, it still cannot avoid the old man's perception.

Coupled with the powerful hidden effect of the Hidden Heavenly Clothes, the two of them have gained a lot in such a dangerous place.

"careful!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly pulled the young man, stopped quickly, and hid between the cracks of the rocks beside him.

"Swish..."

In the sky, several rays of light leaped past and disappeared in a short while.

"So fast!"

The young man exclaimed with a marvel: "Master, where are these people's masters?"

"The man from Daqian!"

The old man lowered his head and looked at the mirror in his palm with a serious expression.

At this moment, the few lights that had just passed through the sky were leaving behind, and it was extremely clear.

Those figures were clearly visible to the old man, and even the inspiration on his body was revealed one by one.

"However, this group of people seems to be on the run?"

"escape?"

The young man looked surprised and looked disbelief: "Who can let Daqian's master escape?"

"Who knows where?"

The old man shook his head, and looked ahead with a vigilant heart: "Be careful, there are top experts over there!"

"Um!"

The young man nodded.

The two walked out of the rocks and continued to move forward, but not long after walking, the old man's face had become extremely ugly.

He lowered his head and looked at the ball of halo that was faintly revealed on the mirror in his palm, and said word by word: "Golden Pill!"

"Golden Pill Master?"

The young man was also startled and asked anxiously: "Master, why don't we change the place?"

"Don't be anxious first!"

The old man raised his eyes and reached out to interrupt the young man's urging. At the same time, he pinched his fingers, and the mirror in his palm swayed gently, immediately showing a mirror image of the distant sky.

The picture is not very clear, but the powerful aura is undoubtedly visible in it!

"These three people are in trouble!"

The young man looked down and couldn't help but grin: "They are so unlucky that they actually got the bad intentions of the Grand Master of Jindan."

Generally speaking, the Grandmaster of Jindan has their majesty and generally disdain to argue with the monks of Daoji.

Of course, no one dared to provoke a Jindan!

"That may not be!"

The old man's eyes turned, and although he didn't like the three people, he knew one of them.

He then stretched out his hand and pointed, "This man is Linghu Ming. He is a famous lone master in the Northern Region. His escape speed is amazing. Even if he is a Jindan, he will not be able to do anything to him!"

"Especially now in the Land of Burial God, the strength of the Golden Pill Master is greatly suppressed."

"You Tian Dun Linghu Ming, I know this person."

The young man's eyes lit up. Such a legendary figure was also the object of his once admiration.

"Those two people can be on par with him, probably they are top experts, right?"

After saying that, he shook his head again, looking regretful: "What a pity... they provoked people they shouldn't provoke."

"Um."

The old man nodded: "You must remember that although you must be bold and enterprising on the road of cultivation, you must avoid some troubles if you can. Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you may die one day!"

"I understand, I understand!"

The young man focused his head, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened: "What does that person... want to do?"

"ignorance!"

The old man even rebuked: "Even if you are in the place where the gods are buried, the majesty of the golden elixir is not tolerated..., uh..."

"Who is this person?"

One old and one young, one master and one disciple looked at each other, and they all saw the confusion and disbelief in the other person's eyes!

…………

"Battle boy!"

Linghu obviously knew the son of the Wan Beast Sect, Man Tong, and his expression was somber that he couldn't help but sink.

He naturally was not afraid of the other party.

However, the people who came with him made Linghu Ming's heart cold.

The Netherworld Corpse Emperor Zhao Hai!

Another person who was not disguised his aura, and his clothes showed his origins everywhere. He was Zhang Daozhen, the true disciple of Luofu Immortal Sect!

In addition, after the three of them, there were dozens of Taoist masters, most of whom were late-stage monks.

As soon as the group of servants appeared, the powerful pressure spread throughout the venue, like a large mountain, pressing on the hearts of the three of them.

And the people from Daqian, their eyes turned and they had quietly escaped into the distance.

No one could care about them at this time, and they obviously didn't want to stay here to cause trouble.

"A Jindan master, you have to find help to deal with several juniors!"

Mingyu's face was solemn, but she also said with a smile: "Senior Zhao is really a person who can accomplish great things. He can bend and stretch and stretch, and can pull his face down."

"My younger generation, I feel ashamed!"

"Fellow Taoist, please!"

Before Zhao Hai spoke, Zhang Daozhen had already stepped forward slowly and bowed to Ming Yu: "I heard about the name of the Divine Light of the Yinluo Sect for a long time, but I have never met you. It's a pity that even if I didn't invite you to this time, I'm going to come and go."

Mingyu's beautiful eyes turned, and murderous intent was secretly surging: "Zhang Daozhen, Luofu Immortal Sect?"

“That’s right!”

Zhang Daozhen nodded: "Didn't ask for advice?"

"Where do you get so many things!"

Ming Yu waved his hand and the ice crystals spread everywhere, and it instantly turned into an iceberg, separated by the void: "If you want to fight, just fight. I think you have too many people, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?"

"Fellow Daoist!"

Zhang Daozhen slapped his hands, and the water waves immediately rippled around him, and dragon scales and flying blades rose and fell like swimming fish.

"please!"

As the sound came to an end, hundreds of cold lights appeared on the spot in an instant, and they were intertwined and bombarded Zhang Daozhen.

"Sing..."

It was like the sound of a dragon's roar, and countless streams of water surged wildly, occupying ten miles of radius, facing the cold lights.

"boom……"
To be continued...