"It's best to wait," Mu Zheng suddenly said.
"The guardian monsters of King Wu Temple are different every time, but the combination is the same. The leader is the top, and supplemented by Dacheng companions, they are stronger than us."
The fierce battle just now made Mu Zheng feel less confident.
"It's rare for Fellow Daoist Mu to be cautious. He's still at the second peak and the fourth great attainment. It's better for us to be careful." Yuan Changyi said.
"If we wait any longer, all the newcomers will be ranked behind Xue." Xue Tong sighed and said.
"Of course, the newcomer has not participated in the lion slaughter, so he will start from the ninth." Yuan Changyi said.
Xue Tong summoned the soul beast, fed the lion soul in the Xumi bag, and at the same time used the lion's blood to sacrifice the flag.
The soul beast was full of food and drowsy, so it got into the bloody ghost banner.
"It's a pity that the violent ape will not be able to enjoy the beast soul later."
"It's best to get a soul-gathering stone treasure, which can preserve the soul for three to five months."
His actions attracted surprised looks, but Xue Tong didn't take it seriously. There might be people from Mo Fu among these people who knew that he was difficult to deal with.
…
Ma Zhun and Zhou Xiurong appeared.
Ma Zhun's innate talent was great and he was merged into Mu Zheng's group. Zhou Xiurong's innate talent was late and he joined Yuan Changyi's group.
"Remember to clear away the monsters before entering the palace. Otherwise, there are many traps in the palace and it is very easy to lose one's life." Yuan Changyi reminded.
The moment everyone stepped onto the white jade steps, smoke suddenly rose from the eaves of the palace, and three green dragons and three black birds swam out of the smoke.
Fortunately, it is just a spiritual resemblance, not a real spirit.
Yuan Changyi and Xue Tong dealt with the peak-stage black bird, while the rest faced the two adult-stage demon birds.
Mu Zheng's group faced Qingjiao.
The black bird had a wingspan of five feet, a phoenix tail and a crane body. Its sharp beak was as fast as lightning, and it pecked Yuan Changyi's head off.
In World War II, they only wanted a quick victory. Yuan Changyi's powerful method was to directly punch out the Sancai Sword Formation, and use Xue Tong's Qingming Ju and Wujun knives at the same time.
The black bird is not as powerful as the black lion, but it is far more agile and agile. It spits out essence flames as bright as the sun and burns through the light of the sword array.
The iron wings struck hard and shattered the Qingming sword, while the Wujun knife's heavy slash only cut through the evil spirit of the black bird's body.
"It's still a little worse than Mo Shi!" Xue Tong mobilized Jueying Step and closely followed Xuanniao's movements as he jumped left and right.
When its protection became weak under the sword light and the blow of the sword, Xue Tong flicked his long sleeve, and nine red rays of light penetrated the bird's body.
The red-brilliant flying blade of the ancestor of the Blood Sword Sect.
After a melee, Yuan Changyi and Xue Tong eliminated the demon birds and then assisted their companions.
The results of the battle continued to expand, and three birds and three dragons were killed one after another.
"Who wants the beast corpse?" Xue Tong asked loudly.
He had too many spiritual pets, and he needed to refine blood elixirs and sacrifice ghost flags, so he could never have too many beast corpses.
Xue Tong got his wish and spent money to buy the black bird in the peak stage and the dragon corpse in the dacheng stage.
…
Yuan Changyi was the first to walk into the gloomy King Wu's hall.
He immediately saw the gold box in front of the idol case.
Yuan Changyi sucked the palm of his hand, but the golden box did not move at all. It seemed that he needed some brains and some brute force.
King Wu's Palace is a hundred feet wide, fifty feet deep, three stories high, and has hundreds of rooms waiting to be explored.
The rules drawn up by everyone were to enter the palace one by one with an interval of half a cup of tea.
Xue Tong went straight to the second floor and scanned it quickly.
There seemed to be a secret door in the front left, and there was a strong flow of air in Xue Tong's palm. The secret door talisman illuminated and the restriction was activated.
You can take objects violently in King Wu's Hall, as long as you don't destroy irrelevant items.
Once the eight beasts from the palace gate are gone, the hidden traps in the palace will no longer be effective unless irrelevant items are destroyed.
The moment the forbidden talisman illuminated, Xue Tong hit the talisman with a heavy punch from Heaven's Sorrow.
The secret door shudders, the pattern shines brightly, and the restriction is not broken.
"Without the spell to release the ban, I can only continue to increase my strength!" Xue Tongtian's Bei Fist already possesses 60% of the power of the Ghost Evil Fist, which is at the level of innate mastery.
"Okay, the stronger the restriction, the better the treasure inside will be!"
Xue Tong switched to using 90% of the Guisha fist power, and punched Futu into smoke.
The secret door opened with a bang, revealing two open iron boxes in the narrow room.
"Purple Braised Iron" and "Yueyin Sand" are the best materials for refining magical weapons.
Xue Tong collected the spiritual objects and walked quickly in the dim passage.
Brother Ma Zhun rushed towards me.
Ma Zhun had seen Xue Tong's martial arts before, and stood hurriedly with his junior brother, looking at Xue Tong warily.
Xue Tong nodded slightly, pushed away the nearby room and rummaged around.
There were a lot of people in the palace, but there was still no doubt that someone was killing someone to seize the treasure.
Xue Tong is the only warrior outside the alliance.
…
Yuan Changyi could not open or move the gold box. He struck hard with the Red Lotus Sword several times, but the gold box was not damaged. He was angry and anxious, and suddenly remembered that he vigorously lifted the case and put it into the storage bracelet. . He flew straight to the third floor of the palace and continued his search.
More than half an hour later.
Xue Tong found the second treasure, a set of five genuine sixth-grade elixir formulas contained in the jade box.
He saw Luo Yan and Qin Gan in the middle of a dispute. They were blushing because of the quarrel in a dark room, and both claimed that they were the first to discover it.
"You guys, go ahead and make a noise. I'm ready to leave. It's best to rush to the main mountain of the illusion!" Xue Tong thought.
The moment he stepped out of the apse door, the second window suddenly lit up.
"Am I the second to leave King Wu's Palace?"
Just as he was leaving the temple, a person followed him from the shadows.
Mu Zheng.
Xue Tong walked through the garden woods and saw a swamp in front of him. He tried the soaring cloud technique, but the warning remained the same. He needed to move along pieces of slightly hard mud. The farther he went in, the heavier the fog became. The hard mud was scattered and irregular. , the main peak of the illusion also disappeared.
It would be impossible for everyone to follow a similar route to the north, and they would have to spread further and further apart until they came out of the swamp.
Xue Tong naturally knew that Mu Zheng was staying away and followed him from a distance.
"If you want to seek death, Xue will accompany you!"
A hundred miles later, a dark wind suddenly blew in the mud ahead, and a dark python head slowly rose from the mire.
The thin mud on the top of her head did not completely cover Huang Yanyan's sarcoma.
A swamp rot python with an innate level of maturity.
The rot python opened its mouth, and a rotten and stinking poisonous gas spurted out.
Xue Tong held his breath, and the Qing Ming Ju blasted out of the Sky Planet. The dense blue ball of light hit the poisonous gas and rolled back.
The rot python swung its huge body, and its huge black tail, carrying raindrops of rotten mud, swept towards Xue Tong like a black wall.
No matter how strong the rot python is, it is still not as good as the piano insect that Xue Tong encountered decades ago.
He rolled his eyes and quickly took out the Silver Gang Divine Spear in his bracelet, using a magic weapon for the first time in the fantasy realm.
Mu Zheng, who was watching quietly twenty feet away, had a smile on his lips and twirled his beard with satisfaction.
The silver light of the divine spear was so fast that it pierced the python's head in an instant, and the python's tail and the almost connected rotten mud hit hard on the top-quality turtle shield beside Xue Tong and the rising layer of Gang Demonic Qi.
Xue Tong didn't even move half a step. When the rot python ran out of moves and the python's tail was about to be swept, he did not dodge or dodge, but he just blocked the rot python's attack, only to find that it was impossible for the rot python to change its moves, so he used his magic weapon to kill it!
"Bang!"
Xue Tong was more than ten feet across and barely landed on a hard ground.
He covered his chest and sat down with difficulty.
"Okay, that's right. It's really rare to kill a Dacheng-level rot python quickly!" Mu Zheng clapped his hands and appeared in the mist.
"Taoist Master Mu, what a coincidence?" Xue Tong's voice was hoarse.
"I didn't expect that I was always following you." Mu Zheng said proudly.
"Haha, how could Wei not know that it starts from the moment he leaves the palace door?"
"Tell me, how much benefit has Mo Fu given you?" Xue Tong suddenly stood up and straightened his short cyan robe.
Mu Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "You suddenly realize that you are still talking harshly. Even though your cultivation is extraordinary, now that the magic weapon is not there, you can only accept your fate."
"You and I have no injustice, so why kill me? For money?"
"People die for money. Mo Fu said that you have an unknown origin and a huge wealth. You did not hesitate to bid for the place in the fantasy world. You only relied on the magic spear and the beast carcass you bought. What he said is indeed true."
"Mo Fu paid me 400,000 spirit stones as a filial piety, and will pay the remaining 600,000 when the deed is completed." Mu Zheng said.
"Even if the Grand Master is present, Wei still wins. You insist on giving up your life and treasure, so I have no choice but to accept it with a smile!"
Mu Zheng had a cold magic weapon in his hand.
"I haven't used the Hanlin Sword in more than ten years. Today I earned back the divine spear and millions of spiritual stones. It's worth it." Mu Zheng flicked the sword, and there were bursts of dragon roars.
"Haha, you deliberately concealed the battle in front of the palace, Taoist Yuan is much more magnanimous than you."
"Yuan Changyi is honest and useless. He has made almost no progress in his military force for decades. He is wishful thinking that a chance encounter in the fantasy realm will save him from the predicament where his immortal path has come to an end." Mu Zheng said disdainfully.
"It's a pity that you died faster than Yuan Changyi. The magic weapon is more than a little behind me!" Four swords flew out of Xue Tong's bracelet.
The golden ray and other swords were suspended above his head, and the brilliance of magic and fake treasures enveloped his whole body.
Mu Zheng's eyes almost rolled down.
"Don't be afraid, the sword array is fierce and you will die very happily!" Xue Tong said the sword technique.
"You dare to kill people from the Alliance?" Mu Zheng shouted desperately, the cold sword radiance was submerged in the Dragon Killing Sword Formation.
With the power of the seven magic weapons, the two Mu Zhengzhao were sure to die.
…
Xue Tong collected the magic weapon python corpse and continued to the north. It was extremely difficult to discern the direction in the thick fog. Xue Tong used his divine soul skills to feel the movements within a hundred feet to avoid monsters leaping out of the swamp and suddenly attacking.
He walked very slowly, scanning the corner of his eyes not to miss any magical herbs or elixirs.
"I have been in the illusion for five days, so I have enough time." Xue Tong said secretly.
After walking for about three days, my eyes gradually became clearer. The main northeast peak was revealed again. The land was solid and the grass was more than two feet high.
Xue Tong rode on a tiger.
