"The deepest entrance to the Demonic Stream should be under the body of the Netherworld Guizhi. This is a bit troublesome."
Luo Lingrui, who revealed her true face, stood among the cultivators, her gaze falling in front of her.
There, there was a giant strange tree that was an unknown number of feet tall. It was so huge that it could no longer be described in words.
This tree stands in the middle of a land shrouded in darkness and strange terrain. On top of its crown, dense branches grow upward, passing through the red mist with a sense of death, and seem to hold up a sky.
"Fellow Daoist Luo."
At this time, a voice sounded from behind Luo Lingrui.
Her beautiful eyes looked sideways and behind.
A man in white with good looks and a slender figure stepped forward and spoke to Luo Lingrui with a slight smile.
When the man in white clothes saw the beauty looking back, a smile appeared on his face: "Fellow Daoist Chai, Fellow Daoist Xiang, Fellow Daoist Qiao, and Fellow Daoist Chong have agreed to work together to break the restriction here. I don't know what Fellow Daoist Luo means..."
"oh?"
When Luo Lingrui heard this, her heart moved slightly.
She swept back roughly.
now.
There are hundreds of monks who have come here.
Most of these hundreds of monks were Qi-refining cultivators, and they were in the foundation-building stage. Apart from her, there were already five of them. They were able to use the Liuhe Forbidden Breaking Disk that she had taken out earlier to try to break the restrictions here.
but……
"It's not time yet, let's find a reason to drive a group of monks in the Qi refining stage to the front as a way to explore the way." Luo Lingrui said calmly.
As she said that, she turned her head back.
The monk in white looked slightly sluggish.
"Listen to Fellow Daoist Luo."
He laughed along and responded.
This girl is so cruel!
He couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
This female cultivator who called herself Luo Lingrui appeared out of nowhere, but her strength was extremely strong. Previously, a group of monks surrounded this woman, and she tore apart more than a dozen Qi Refining cultivators on the spot. All the fellow Taoists in the basic stage were beaten to death by her.
With these thoughts in his mind, the white-clothed cultivator did not reveal anything on his face. He turned around and left Luo Lingrui, and gathered together with several figures who were also standing in front of the other cultivators to talk in a low voice.
soon.
A group of cannon fodder in the Qi refining period were driven forward.
Luo Lingrui looked at this scene with lowered eyebrows.
Her expression was a bit playful.
A black sign was held in her hand.
"Resurrected from the dead? Is it a black dragon? Or..."
…
When Gu Qing and the mustached monk arrived nearby, many monks were already fleeing in the opposite direction to them.
Most of the spiritual power fluctuations in these monks who escaped here were extremely weak. In the outside world, these monks must be in the middle stage of Qi refining at most. Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly when he saw this scene.
"Fellow Daoist Chong, why do you think this is happening?"
He pretended to frown, with confusion on his face.
"Ah!"
The mustached monk on the side heard this and sneered again.
This cultivator calls himself Chong Ming Taoist, and has a whole body of cultivation. It should be that he has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Even in this Demonic Spirit Stream, this practice can still show his strength that cannot be underestimated.
Just now, Gu Qing and the Taoist Chong Ming had a brief exchange of blows. Although the two of them did not exert their full strength, they were already wary of each other.
This Chongming Taoist should have some good trump cards.
Gu Qingneng felt a hint of danger in this Xiu's body.
Taoist Chongming glanced at Gu Qing lightly:
"Fellow Daoist Lin is very capable, but after all, he is too young."
He didn't explain, he just slowed down his pace.
Seeing this, Gu Qing also slowed down.
Taoist Chongming walked forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping over the bodies of the departing cultivators. He suddenly looked back, glanced at Gu Qing, shook his head and chuckled with a strange expression.
"Not necessarily."
Taoist Chongming said without knowing what he meant.
Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly and he smiled back.
The two of them walked forward with their own thoughts in mind for half an hour, when Gu Qing paused slightly.
Dozens of monks gathered in front of them, seeming to be keeping warm. Among them was a handsome, somewhat embarrassed young man wearing a golden robe. Compared with the ugly young man next to him, who seemed a little out of place, Attracted Gu Qing's attention.
"Sun Yushan, Sun Hao... God really wants you two to die in this demonic stream."
A hint of coldness flashed in Gu Qing's eyes.
"Senior Chongming!" Dozens of monks were hugging each other for warmth. Seeing the arrival of Taoist Chongming and Gu Qing, several of them immediately came forward to greet them.
"Fourth uncle, you are here."
There was a pretty young woman who pulled Taoist Chong Ming's sleeves and spoke like a coquettish person.
Taoist Chongming twirled his beard and frowned slightly.
"Lan'er, why did you gather so many people?"
Taoist Chongming asked.
The few people who came up looked at each other in shock after hearing this.
"Oh, Fourth Uncle, isn't it true that there is strength in numbers?"
The beautiful young woman took over the words:
"You don't know that those old monsters in the Foundation Establishment stage are constantly catching people and using their lives to pile them up! Now that we have gathered so many people together, it is expected that when the strength of those old monsters in the Foundation Establishment stage is suppressed, He must not dare to touch us at all.
In this way, we can wait at the back for those old monsters in the foundation building stage to break the restrictions, and pocket the benefits without any effort! "
When Taoist Chongming heard this, his eyes twitched.
"Nonsense!"
He shouted in a deep voice.
The words fell.
He took a few steps forward, looked around at the cultivators, clasped his fists and said:
"I am Chen Guojing, the contemporary master of Qiushui Temple, Taoist Chongming." Taoist Chongming said in an indifferent tone.
Jing family?
Gu Qing's heart moved slightly.
"Taoist Chongming...
This person turned out to be a member of Chen Guojing's family. "
The Jing family is an unusual small cultivation family.
The ancestor of the Jing family is a fake alchemy monk who has lived for more than 700 years. Logically speaking, it is difficult for a fake alchemy monk to live for such a long time. However, this ancestor of the Jing family has quite a few achievements in the path of incense. , so he has a long life and is a guest of many great sects of immortals.
"Senior Chongming!"
"I've heard of Senior Chongming's name a long time ago, but now that I see him, he is truly extraordinary."
"Senior Chongming, you have a noble status, and you are responsible for upholding justice for us. I expect those senior foundation builders will not embarrass us again..."
Dozens of monks suddenly became noisy, and there were still monks around, taking the opportunity to gather here.
Gu Qing ignored this.
He was looking far into the distance.
Ahead, there seemed to be something extremely huge, covering the sky and the earth.
It's just that this extremely huge thing was blocked by the red mist in the sky, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
"Is this thing the Netherworld Guizhi?"
Gu Qing thought in his mind.
This thing is huge, almost connected to the sky and the earth.
If such a huge thing is really the Netherworld Guizhi, his chances of getting a piece of the pie will undoubtedly be greatly improved.
"This woman, Luo Lingrui, is not far ahead."
In his hand, he rubbed a small black sign.
Through this small black sign, he could sense the vague position of Luo Lingrui. Presumably, this woman had also noticed his arrival.
At this time, his eyes moved slightly.
"You're a good-looking little monk, but you have a big bald head and no eyebrows, so you're so weird." A soft and clear female voice came from beside you, "Also, your sword is so wide. Is it heavy? This one is The bow is impressive and tight, but if you don’t have any arrows, how can you use this bow?”
Gu Qing's eyes turned to the side.
The good-looking female cultivator who called Taoist Chongming 'fourth uncle' was looking at him with curious eyes.
…
"No matter what I, this ignorant niece, have promised you, all of them are invalid."
Seeing the commotion of the crowd in front of him, Taoist Chongming continued to speak: "However, if there is any fellow Taoist who is of decent strength, my Jing family is also willing to make friends with him. But if he is not strong enough, it is better to run away quickly. Don't try to drag down our Jing family." The people of this family are at odds with my Chen Guojing family."
At the end of the sentence, Taoist Chongming spoke in a cold voice.
immediately.
Taoist Chong Ming does not wait for the reaction of other cultivators,
His eyes lit up with a yellow luster.
It seems to be performing a kind of spiritual eye technique.
"This fellow Taoist, this fellow Taoist, and this fellow Taoist... these seven fellow Taoists can stay, and the rest of the fellow Taoists can disperse." Taoist Chongming motioned to seven of the dozens of monks. People stay, "If there is anyone who refuses to leave within ten breaths, don't blame me for being rude."
Everyone is quiet.
Many of the cultivators who were familiar with each other exchanged glances, and then one after another the cultivators began to leave together.
Soon, there were only about twenty people left.
"Yanggu Sect Qin Lan, I have met senior Chong Ming." A young man with extraordinary appearance wearing a red robe bowed to Master Chong Ming.
"A disciple of the Yanggu Sect? Not bad."
Taoist Chongming nodded slightly.
Qin Lan responded with a chuckle, and he pointed at the people beside him: "These are the high disciples of the Xianhe Sect. Although their strength cannot meet the eyes of senior Chongming, they are still pretty good. Please give me senior Chongming, Qin Lan would be extremely grateful to me, Yanggu Sect, for leaving these few behind."
Taoist Chongming frowned.
His eyes turned.
He was already looking at Sun Yushan, who was wearing a golden robe.
Taoist Chongming sneered: "The Xianhe sect is really getting worse with each generation. This person looks good, but his bones are broken and his body is weak. His spiritual power fluctuates so weakly that he is in the middle stage of Qi refining and cannot be called tyrannical. "
Sun Yushan's smile, which was just right, suddenly faded away, and his face looked like pig liver.
A gray-haired cultivator next to him snorted coldly after hearing this: "Humph!"
Taoist Chongxu glanced at this cultivator.
"This fellow Taoist's cultivation is indeed good. He should be around the eleventh level of Qi Refining. Although he is not young, his strength will inevitably decline. What's more, in this Demonic Stream, his spiritual power is suppressed. Down……"
Taoist Chongxu looked hesitant.
"If you want to stay, you might as well fight with this fellow Daoist Lin."
As he said that, Taoist Chongxu looked at Gu Qing with a strange look.
He found that his niece was talking around the bald monk who had been walking with him all the way.
Hearing this, Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
This Taoist Chongxu's niece is a talkative person.
In just a few breaths of time, the niece of Taoist Chongxu brought up so many topics that Gu Qing felt it was difficult to deal with it, so he couldn't just smash the girl to death with the black flame sword. .
He did have this thought.
But after thinking about it, he gave up.
At any rate, he had a friendship with this female fourth uncle, so he smashed her to death so hastily was somewhat arrogant and eye-catching.
Gu Qing stepped forward.
He glanced at Sun Yushan and others with contempt in his eyes.
"Lin is impatient. You and the three of you might as well come together."
