Good-looking no need to say that Jing Yao herself knows that the first time she saw herself wearing a mask in the reflection, she was narcissistic about that face for a long time and almost fell in love with herself, and when she met Su Tiansheng, she became more dramatic, well, gold will always shine, even if it is a woman dressed as a man......

Jing Yao coughed and interrupted the messy thoughts in her mind, and said, "Overseas casual cultivation is not worth mentioning...... I don't see anything strange about that wall......"

The Sanxiu replied, "It's very ordinary, but it's not unusual for it to block more than six hundred out-of-body monks, and the Confucian monks who have studied the situation quite a bit think that there are only three ways to cross that gate. ”

Jing Yao became interested and asked, "Which three?"

This casual cultivator likes to talk very much, and he also likes to show off, and when he heard someone cheering, he immediately said: "The first is of course to enter the distraction realm, this wall does not stop the out-of-body monks, but we all know that the realm cannot be improved in a day or two, so the first way is no different from nonsense; ”

Jing Yao smiled: "Isn't there a third kind?"

Sanxiu said: "Well, the third method can definitely go in, but the Confucian sect hasn't come up with it yet, and they are all waiting for them." ”

Jing Yao couldn't help but smile, looking at the wall that stopped the six hundred elites, it was indeed a little weird, as if there was spirituality, and it automatically judged the level of the monk.

She walked over, and several major sect monks around the wall argued, all of them felt that their ideas could open the wall, and they also tried, but unfortunately failed.

Seeing Jing Yao walking up, a female cultivator with the appearance of a fierce woman said angrily: "Don't make a mess, get out of here." ”

The breath of the fierce woman is biased towards the Qin clan, and it is also the bane of the Sword Sect thirty years ago, Jing Yao is polite to the scattered cultivators, it does not mean that she is also polite to the enemy, waving her hand gently, the fierce woman was like being struck by lightning and took a few steps back, her face turned pale and bent over to vomit blood.

The was one of the few monks present, and she was also the closest to the distraction realm, she looked at Jing Yao miserably, how could such a little white face crush her?

Jing Yao looked at the with some surprise, this person did not die is really unexpected, her understatement blow implies the silence and death of the Dao Heart Clear Formula, the cultivator who is under her is eroded by the power of withering, and it is not much better if she does not die, and the just spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and she can't hold on.

The monks on the field made a loud noise, and as soon as they shot out of the body, they could know that they were not asked, they must be far above the out-of-body level, and some people began to guess Jing Yao's identity.

Jing Yao said lightly: "The Qin clan is known as the Four Great Immortal Cultivation Imperial Clans, and the monks in the sect are all like you, and there is no one in their eyes?"

The did not dare to answer.

This man's fist is not small, and it is not much more difficult to pinch himself to death than to pinch an ant to death.

The powerhouse of the Qin clan passed through the wall and went to the deeper realm, and among the monks present, there were less than thirty monks from the Qin clan.

But she knew that the siege of all thirty people was not the opponent of the little white face in front of her, so she swallowed her anger and said: "I was reckless, and my predecessors forgive me." ”

It is so rare for the major sects to bow their heads in a flamboyant manner, so that many monks thought that something was wrong with their ears, and they talked about it again for a while.

Some people are not angry, some people are not ashamed, the most surprising thing is the previous loose cultivator, he can clearly see that the other party is a little white face in the Yuan Infant Realm, but he can't hold his head down from the out-of-body monk of the Qin clan, and he thinks with palpitations that it is fortunate that he did not speak disrespectfully, otherwise it would be himself who lies down.

Jing Yao didn't stop, and in the eyes of everyone, she directly penetrated the wall that made the six hundred monks sigh and be powerless, without encountering resistance or any waves, as if she had passed through an undefended city, and it was like shuttling through the air.

The layout of the second-story palace copied the first floor, with simple facilities, but Jing Yao began to be cautious.

The first floor left out-of-body monks, and the monks who entered the second layer were all the top members of the immortal cultivation realm, Jing Yao guessed that if according to this setting, the distraction realm was qualified to enter the second layer, was it the merger realm to enter the third layer?

By analogy, it seems that Mahayana monks can only stop at the four-story palace.

In the gloomy space, Jing Yao continued to stride forward, and walked to the center of the palace The world slowly floated out a thick puff of smoke, and the vision was suddenly blocked, but this place was already a little gloomy, and it was not affected by the fog or not, and it was only a little gain when he came here.

The ground is rugged and uneven with strange stones, all of which are extremely scarce materials in the immortal cultivation world.

Jing Yao first observed whether there were psychedelic elements in the space, and determined that it was just ordinary smoke, and turned a blind eye to those scarce materials.

The people who came in front were indifferent to these scarce materials, either there was something more attractive to them in front of them, or these materials were nailed to the ground and could not be obtained, and Jing Yao was lazy and useless.

A black lightning bolt rushed through the gray mist, the black veil covered the face, and the eyes were thin and long, under the reflection of the dark space, like a wolf's eyes glowing with a faint blue light, flashing with a frightening light.

Being able to wander in the second-layer space shows that this person's strength is at least in the distraction realm.

The man saw Jing Yao rushing over with a strange refraction, and while looking at Jing Yao, he said calmly: "There is a hidden treasure in the third hall, I haven't dared to enter it after wandering here for most of the day, if this Taoist friend is alone, he might as well form an alliance, how about it?"

Rashly invited, no one will agree, while the other party is looking at Jing Yao, Jing Yao is also looking at the other party, this person's cultivation has changed very much, and he is distracted by the six realms for a while and the nine realms for a while.

Jing Yao said with a playful smile: "There is no need to form an alliance, this fellow Daoist you are a Demon Sect monk, right?"

The man said calmly, "Indeed...... You're so tight, since you don't want to form an alliance, don't let it go. ”

Jing Yao couldn't figure out what this person had in mind, but she also knew that her initial expectations were wrong, and it seemed that only the first hall had walls blocking the way.

This man did not go to the third temple to hunt for treasure, wandering around the second hall like a ghost, he said that he did not dare to go in, this may not be true, people die for money, birds die for food, wealth is in front of him, he wants to say because he is afraid to go deep, this coax ghost does not believe it.

Besides, the Demon Sect is as strong as a cloud, how can the leader of the three demons not be able to say that it is difficult to speak alone, this person is a Demon Sect monk, how can he say it alone?

The man suddenly exclaimed: "...... behind you"

Jing Yao tilted her head and looked sideways, and the momentum behind her was immediately remarkable, the sharp sound of breaking the air was like a hoarse trumpet, and there was an extra black feather between the man's fingers, swallowing a dark light, and the sharp breath pressed hard against Jing Yao.

The man couldn't help but sneer, he stayed in the second palace, partly because he was greedy for the scarce materials on the ground, he had already found a way to pry open the materials that were burned on the ground, and the other half was because he assassinated the monks who entered the second-floor palace.

It was already very chaotic above, and the Demon Sect didn't want more people to break into the third- or even fourth-layer palace.