The flesh and blood power on that tail has been exhausted by Xiao Yong, because of the appearance of the sect's safety, he did not lead the flesh and blood power to a certain place, he scattered them into the bone body, so as to change the nature of the bone body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jiu Qiurong didn't know the role of the power of flesh and blood on Xiao Yong, she didn't even ask much, pulled him, turned into a rainbow and flew out, came to the treasure house of the sect, and used the authority of Wu Hao Ancestor to open the treasure house prohibition and enter it with Xiao Yong.

A dazzling array of magic weapons and spiritual objects, colorful treasure light and mist, walking in the meantime, Jiu Qiurong for Xiao Yong selected not only flesh and blood strong spiritual objects, but also a variety of defense and attack magic weapons.

One by one, go straight into the storage bag.

Xiao Yong looked warm in his heart, but he had to stop it.

"Senior sister, too many magic weapons are cumbersome, and when you go out, there are too many good things, which is easy to cause greed in the hearts of others. ”

"Who dare!" Jiu Qiurong's expression suddenly moved, she thought of an idea, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, why don't you go with you in three months?"

Without waiting for Xiao Yong to answer, Jiu Qiurong said with a smile: "Yes! Just do it! With me by your side, I see who dares to beat my little junior brother's idea!"

What exactly does the Immortal Tomb look like, Xiao Yong doesn't know, but he can guess that it is a place where cows, ghosts, snakes and gods are mixed, that kind of place, Xiao Yong can go, but Jiu Qiurong can't go.

Jiu Qiurong is a long-famous figure, and has nothing to do with the Intercepting Immortal Tomb for so many years, unlike Xiao Yong, who has the Fengxian picture scroll of Nanyue Xiaoxian as a guarantee, and even if there is something to guarantee, Jiu Qiurong can't go. héiyaпgě

Jiu Qiurong is a mature woman with a slight plumpness, her appearance is stunning, her appearance is attractive, and when she goes to such a place, no one is allowed to covet her appearance.

Those who are low in cultivation and low in status have their minds on her, and they will be killed, but what if they are advanced in cultivation and have a high status? Or is it the kind of despicable villain who is good at using the next three indiscriminate methods?

When Jiu Qiurong heard these worries, her little hand pinched her brave face, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, are you really a little girl who doesn't know the dangers of the rivers and lakes? ”

There is a way, Xiao Yong does not agree with Jiu Qiurong to go with him, but directly explains that she will not agree.

His eyes rolled, Xiao Yong looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "Senior sister, my father and mother need you to help me take care of them, and I can't believe anyone else." ”

"But......" Jiu Qiurong still wanted to find a reason to go with him, so she grabbed her fragrant shoulder and said, "Senior sister, can you help me?" I don't want to worry about my father's safety after I go out. ”

Worried, there are concerns when you start doing things, and the possibility of dying at the moment of life and death is very high, Jiu Qiurong didn't want to die bravely, and sighed softly: "That's it, junior brother, senior sister will help you take care of your father, but you have to remember it for senior sister!

Going out is to leave the Zhihua Sect and go to the Intercepting Immortal Tomb, which was three months later, and now, the sects outside the Zhihua Sect are accumulating more and more, and after such a period of time, the nine sects and twelve factions are one Fei Yuzong.

Fei Yuzong ranked first, and he was arrogant and accustomed to it, and he was willing to come late, except for the Huangji Sect, the rest of the sects did not dare to have opinions.

Fei Yuzong's arrogant performance is not only belated, but also such a big thing, Fei Yuzong only sent one master and three servants to come.

The master is Hua Yanhua, the hall master of the Fei Imperial Sect Huaqing Hall, and the three servants are an old servant called two beautiful maids.

Hua Yanhua came, and he was also annoyed.

"What's the matter? Why don't you come and pick it up?" Hua Yanhua's old servant spoke on his behalf, his voice hoarse, but it spread all over a radius of thirty miles.

"I thought it was who came, it turned out to be the famous Hua Hall Master," Tie Lanjian smiled when he saw it, shook his head and said: "Hua Yanhua, you are really bold, you actually came alone, do you know that there are always dead people here recently." ”

Hua Yanhua sneered: "It's just a dead person, what's so strange?"

Tie Lanjian smiled strangely: "What if there are already three people who have entered the realm of rhyme have died? one of them is already in the late stage of rhyme, and he is almost complete." ”

Hua Yanhua's cultivation is also in the late stage of the realm of rhyme, but it is more than a little bit worse than the Great Perfection, and suddenly heard that people who are higher than his cultivation have died, and his smile finally changed.

"What happened? Isn't this here to recruit disciples for the sect? Why are you so dead?"

Some of the dead were wiped out and died, while others suddenly went crazy and indiscriminately wounded and then killed and died.

The similarities between the two are that there are sporadic clues to the appearance of the Masked Man, specifically, the obliterated person is the determined one, who is not affected by the masked man's illusions, and the person who is killed is affected to go mad and killed by a companion who is trying to defend himself.

"Mask Man?" Hua Yanhua frowned: "You mean, the Mask Man is a master of intercepting the Immortal Tomb?"

Tie Lanjian nodded and said: "The meridians of the obliterated are all broken, and the dantian is shattered, this is the usual method of intercepting the immortal tomb, of course, the technique can be forged, but this ruthlessness, and the personality of the enemy everywhere, in addition to the interception of the immortal tomb, I can't think of a second place." ”

Hua Yanhua's arrogance is arrogance, and his wisdom is still good.

"Could it be someone from the Painting Sect?"

The eight sects and twelve factions gathered this time are all for the Zhihua Sect, and it is possible for the Zhihua Sect to send people to kill people in order to mess things up.

Tie Lanjian said: "There are also dead people in the Zhihua Sect. ”

Hua Yanhua smiled and said, "Don't you know that there is a bitter meat plan in the world?"

Tie Lanjian smiled and asked, "You would use the life of a master in the late stage of the Rhyme Realm as a bitter ploy?"

The monks in the late stage of the realm of rhyme are already considered to be close to the top combat power, and they can't be easily lost, so no one is willing to do it, even if the one is the Fei Imperial Sect who is the one.

Hua Yanhua rose and retreated, this trip to the muddy water is not so easy to mix.

In fact, there are many sects that have also retreated, even the Qingzhou Sect.

It is...... In short, driven by the heart of interests, all sects and factions still want to endure anymore, and they also want to take advantage of the strength of the crowd to pull out the mask man.

There are two masked people, one is Yu Wenji, and the other is the three-headed and three-tailed spirit beast painted on the mask, and there are only five people who know about it, the brave and brave father, Jiu Qiurong and Wu Hao Ancestor.

They won't spread the matter, but because of this, they learned a news that others don't know, and the masked man with three heads and three tails doesn't seem to be the one who intercepts the Immortal Tomb.

Because Yu Wenji and this person have secretly fought a few times, and they also said the code words of the immortal tomb, but they didn't get a reply, and they haven't tried the other party's means yet.

"Who will it be?" Yu Wenji hid in the shadows, thinking, guessing, and faintly having a direction in a few flashes of inspiration.