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An exclamation suddenly came from the left side of the stone boat, and I saw that on the surface of the Netherworld River, a huge tortoiseshell boat suddenly appeared, releasing a layer of gray defensive magic cover, like a scurrying fish, rushing towards the direction of the stone boat of the Ming Ge team!

The stone boat suddenly twisted violently, Zhan Wen and Lan Quan had already turned the rudder in a direction quickly, and then, Lan Quan had already quickly entered the spirit technique, and suddenly, on the side of the outer layer of the stone boat, three anti-aircraft guns suddenly appeared, although the turret was simple, but it began to spew out a ball of flames, hitting the tortoiseshell ship that had just collided!

The tortoiseshell boat saw that it was not good, and sped up its speed to dodge, and suddenly, the fire on the Netherworld River shook the sky, and countless rakshasa ghosts roared one after another, which was eerie and terrifying, making people feel cold all over the body!

At this moment, the tortoiseshell boat seemed to be crazy, and a monk suddenly rose into the sky, broke through the defensive magic cover, stretched out his arms, and directly reached into the Netherworld River to fish out an ugly Rakshasa with red eyes, and then, the monk actually threw the red-eyed ugly Rakshasa directly at the stone boat of Mingge's team!

Coming out of that monk, Lan Mingge's divine sense probed the past, it was a great monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, wearing the most ordinary gray-blue robe, but one eye released a faint blue light, and the whole body released a layer of Xuanwu Spirit Turtle breath, Lan Mingge was almost determined, that monk should be the Yuan Infant Stage Great Monk of the Xuanwu Clan, but the stone boat of the Ming Ge team and the tortoiseshell boat of the Xuanwu Clan went their own way, why did they suddenly appear and collide with it?

The answer was immediately revealed, when the red-eyed rakshasa was thrown near the stone boat, there was a bang, and the originally silent and terrifying rakshasas in the Netherworld River rushed over at once, and the tortoiseshell boat was actually empty, without any rakshasas, at this moment, the monk suddenly stretched his arm again and grabbed it under the Netherx. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This time, he had caught a humanoid corpse, and that corpse had a powerful force, as if waking up would turn the entire Netherworld upside down. The monk quickly put away the mighty corpse, and then, as fast as lightning, the tortoiseshell boat spun around arrogantly and flew away!

Lan Quan, Zhan Wen and the others were activating the defensive magic shield on the stone boat with all their might, shielding the breath and walking through flexibly, while Lan Mingge stared intently at the mid-Yuan Infant monk on the tortoiseshell boat just now, and used the Rakshasa just now to throw it near the stone boat, provoking the crowding and bombardment of the Nethersea Rakshasas, and using the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain, if you see it right, the real target of the mid-Yuan Infant monk was the corpse that released powerful power just now.

Suddenly, Lan Mingge's heart moved, and her intuition told her that the monks of the Xuanwu clan would definitely not come out of nowhere, they came to Daiyu Immortal Mountain, they were specifically looking for three kinds of poisonous weeds, and every time they did anything, they had a certain amount of preparation, since they saw it, why not follow the example of the Xuanwu clan's mid-Yuan Infant Great Monk just now, and also grab a corpse from the Netherworld River to try.

At this moment, on the Netherworld, after a short period of madness, it fell into silence, and the stone boat resumed sailing, the Netherworld was dark and foggy all around, and with the movement of the stone boat, Lan Mingge also released the divine consciousness of the early Mahayana period, and looked to see if there was a corpse in the depths of the Netherworld River that released powerful power.

Lan Mingge's divine sense skimmed over every corner of the Netherworld Styx, and in addition to the ugly rakshasa ghosts, he really found several corpses that released powerful powers, but they were seriously damaged, and the power leaked, since they were looking for it, they had to find a well-preserved one.

At this moment, Shen Luochuan beside him suddenly asked, "Old idle head, do you know how to judge the year of the Yang Milk?"

"I can't see it from the surface, there is a stupid way, I can only judge the year of the 10,000-year-old zombie soil. ”

"Oh, how do you say you can tell if the 10,000-year-old zombie soil is coming?"

"How can you tell? Find a 10,000-year-old zombie and you'll find out!"

"How do you try?"

"The closer the year gets, the more completely the 10,000-year-old zombie and the 10,000-year-old zombie earth will merge, otherwise, the fusion will be repulsive. ”

Because the power of the Yuan Shen was not as strong as Lan Mingge, the two old monks didn't see clearly the movements of the mid-Yuan Infant Great Monk on the tortoiseshell boat, but as soon as Lan Mingge retracted his gaze, he heard the conversation between Master Xianting and Shen Luochuan, and his heart moved.

Could it be that the Xuanwu monk on the tortoiseshell ship just now had already found a place where the Huiyang grass grew, and he might not be able to tell which one the Ten Thousand Years Huiyang Milk was, so he returned to the Styx River to look for the Ten Thousand Years corpse, and wanted to go back to experiment on the degree of integration between the Ten Thousand Years Corpse and the zombie soil, and find the real Ten Thousand Years Returning Yang Milk.

I have to say that Lan Mingge's intelligence and carefulness are unmatched, and next, although all of Lan Mingge's actions are a bit weird and difficult for the members of Mingge's team to understand, but when entering the Netherworld Peak and encountering a large number of Huiyang Grass, how to judge the Ten Thousand Years Huiyang Milk and collect the Huiyang Milk has become a huge problem, Lan Mingge took out a Ten Thousand Year corpse and successfully solved the problem, saving valuable time for the Mingge team to find various poisonous weeds and find opportunities.

"Brother Quan, slow down the boat. Lan Mingge suddenly shouted, Lan Quan and Zhan Wen Yuan pressed down, and the stone boat slowly lowered its speed.

At this moment, a purple teardrop was thrown far away from Lan Mingge's hand!

"Whoosh......"

It happened to fall in the middle of countless ugly rakshasas, and suddenly, the endless commotion began again, and Lan Mingge, who had already stretched out Lei Teng, directly probed into the Netherworld River with lightning speed, and received a well-preserved corpse that released powerful power into the storage bag.

"Brother Quan, keep going. ”

Like a fish, the stone boat increased its speed and sailed quickly along the waves of the Netherworld.

Countless stumps and fallen leaves began to float on the Netherworld River, and when they looked past and couldn't see the ugly rakshasa at a glance, a huge mountain peak towered into the clouds, and the stone boat of the Ming Ge team came to the foot of the Netherworld Peak.

From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, there are countless gray spirit grasses that cannot be named, some are in full bloom with white spirit flowers, and there are ugly yellow burr insects with bright markings crawling among the spirit flowers.

"Be careful, everyone, and act in groups. The members of the Ming Ge team stepped on the soil covered with poisonous weeds, looked back at the endless Netherworld River, and breathed a sigh of relief, the sailing in the stone boat just now was really too stressful, and that terrifying and chilling feeling, even the Yuan Infant Monk felt uneasy and commotion.

Looking up at the misty mountainside, and then towards the Netherworld Peak, where a peak appeared in the mist, Lan Mingge felt an inexplicable heartbeat, this heartbeat was not only fear, but also an infinite power, an infinite power that suppressed people's divine consciousness.

Could it be that the Huiyang Grass on the Netherworld Peak is very abundant? It was recorded in the ancient medical scriptures that only when a mature Huiyang Grass grows in an area of more than a few tens of miles can it produce this infinite power that suppresses the monk's divine consciousness.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain!" If you don't enter the tiger's den to get a tiger, and if you don't climb the Netherworld Peak, how can you find the Yang Milk?