After two sounds of "poof" and "poof", the light flashed in the stone pavilion more than thirty zhang away, and after the two sword qi swept, the purple mist appeared again.

But this time, the monster in the fog seemed to be completely enraged.

Under the two roars, the mist suddenly dispersed, revealing a four-winged demon bird with the head of a lion head and an eagle body.

This bird has four wings open, five or six feet in size, surrounded by purple light, and looks extremely vicious.

"Lions, beasts!"

As soon as he saw the appearance of the demon bird, the strange man screamed loudly.

Confucian Sheng's face also changed, his sleeve robe shook, and a black and red flying knife shot out, slashing at the demon bird.

It is also strange that the originally vigorous demon bird, when he saw the flying knife, he suddenly showed a look of fear, and suddenly opened a bloody mouth, and a circle of purple aura erupted, just facing the flying knife.

After a rumbling crackling sound, in the black purple light, the flying knife broke through more than ten auras in a row. But every time he slashed, it also weakened the black mangs of the flying knife by a point, and finally when he was a few feet away from the demon bird, it became dim and dull, and was blocked by several purple rings......

The demon bird was overjoyed when he saw this, and he was about to use his magic power again to really trap this knife to death.

In the distance, Confucian students also opened their mouths. Squirted out a cloud of blood. Then he pinched the trick with both hands. Chong Jing Blood quickly connected a few times.

Suddenly, the essence blood quickly turned into blood-colored runes. Disappeared out of thin air.

The knife erupted in a dazzling stream of blood again. In one fell swoop, it shattered all the purple rings in the vicinity. After a flash, he was in front of the demon bird. And slashed down.

The demon bird was taken aback. The four wings fanned out in unison. In a hurry, he could only raise a huge claw to block the knife.

As a result, green blood splattered. The flying knife was blocked even though it was blocked. But the claws were also swept away by the sword. A small part of it was cut off.

This time. The demon bird suddenly raised its huge head. An earth-shattering roar came out of his mouth. This roar is like thunder on a sunny day. It shook the ears of Confucian and strange people. The figure couldn't help but shake.

But an even more incredible scene came in.

With the roar, a translucent golden ripple erupted from the lion's head, just in front of the flying knife.

As a result, as soon as the black flying knife touched the ripples, it suddenly flew out as if it had been hit by a huge force.

And the "Seventh Uncle", commanded several ways to assist the flying knife to attack the ground yellow sword light, and the situation was even more unbearable. Almost in a slight wave, it collapsed inch by inch, and turned into invisible in the blink of an eye.

Jin Bo exited, and the demon bird's expression also paused.

After glaring at Confucius viciously, its four wings suddenly flapped, and suddenly a thunderous sound sounded on its wings at the same time, and then its body blurred, and suddenly disappeared in an arc of electricity. The next moment, he appeared more than thirty feet away, and he was also proficient in the Thunder Escape Technique.

However, now the demon bird did not dare to stay at all, and turned into a purple light and shot out into the distance. In an instant, it disappeared into the sky without looking back.

Seeing this scene, the strange breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned his gaze, he saw that Confucian Sheng's face was a little pale, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Three boys, are you okay? Harnessing the Black Blood Knife was originally a matter of great mana, so why did you still use your essence blood to forcibly increase your power. "There's a lot of concern in the weirdo's words.

"It's fine, it's just a bit of a drain. The lion beast was also a well-known fierce bird in ancient times, and its supernatural powers were three points stronger than our monks in the late Yuan Infant period. If you don't drive it away in time, it will be very bad to get entangled. Now that it's suffering, it shouldn't bother us easily. Confucius took a breath and shook his head.

"That's just as well. This kind of ancient fierce bird is generally stronger than fine iron, if it is not for this black blood knife of my Ye family, it is really not an easy task for ordinary magic weapons to hurt lions, birds and beasts. When the strange man heard this, his face showed a look of relief.

Confucius smiled slightly, glanced at the green mist below, and saw that the Ye family monk who had been awakened by the arrival of the lion beast had regained his calm again.

Immediately, he nodded, and after saying a few more words to the strange man, he also flew down to the stone pavilion, closed his eyes and meditated.

The Black Blood Knife, the treasure of inheritance, was driven just now, and it consumed a lot of mana, so it was natural for Confucius to take the opportunity to recover some first.

Just when the Ye family, Han Li and the others were all in the middle of the giant mountain, under a high mountain near the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, in an inconspicuous valley, there were five white figures standing side by side at the mouth of the valley, and opposite them were two black-shirted monks, reporting something respectfully.

"There is an amazing celestial phenomenon?" A somewhat surprised voice came from nowhere, the voice was a little magnetic, but the man and woman could not be heard.

"Yes, Grand Elder. Near an unnamed lake in Puyun Province. There were seven amazing pillars of light that led all the way into the air. A black-robed monk replied.

"When did this happen, did you find anything?" the owner of the voice seemed to be interested.

"It was four days ago. As soon as the disciples of this sect got the news, they immediately reported it with a transmission note. It is said that a huge seal has been found under the lower pillars of light, but the seal is so large that it has not yet been figured out how to set it up. However, it is said that many sects in southern Xinjiang have been alarmed, and some Yuanying-level monks are rushing over.

The monk said respectfully.

"Seven pillars of light! It sounds like the leakage of spiritual power caused by breaking the ban. But it's so amazing, it's worth my trip. However, a few days ago, you said that the rich old man of the Nine Shadows Sect appeared near the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, but there is no news so far. No, you're getting it wrong. You can't even find this person, let alone find the guy surnamed Han. The voice froze.

"The Great Elder appeases his wrath. We have received news that there are indeed monks who saw Fu Lao'er coming this way, and then disappeared near the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons. The two black-robed friars looked alarmed, and one of them immediately pleaded guilty.

"There are indeed traces of monks' activities in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, but I have not gone down except for the Yin and Yang Cave, and the rest of the valley has been searched. No one was in the valley. You don't want to tell me that the rich old man went down into the Yin Yang Cave. If that's the case, I've been here for a while, and I should have some news. Unless the rich old man really wants to retire under the Yin Yang Cave for the rest of his life. ”

When the black-shirted monk heard this, he muttered a few words, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, and cold sweat broke out on his face

"Forget it. It's not easy for you to find out this place at this time. I'll give you some more time. Send someone to monitor this valley, so I'll go to Puyun Mansion first.

You also inform Wu and the two elders Xiao to go to that place and make peace with me. It's easy to get things done when there are more people. ”

"Yes, Elder Daxing!" the two black-shirted monks were relieved and bowed in unison.

The voice didn't say anything more, but the five white figures suddenly faded, and then they flew into the sky at the same time, and the light instantly joined together and broke through the air.

At the same time, above a wasteland near the border of Puyun Mansion, a group of monks was flying away in the direction of the small lake.

There are more than 20 of these monks, each of them is dressed in a blue robe, with a red scarf wrapped around their heads, and the four people who fly in front are Yuan Infant stage cultivators, especially a middle-aged monk with a blue face full of blue lines, who is at the peak of the middle infancy, and his breath is cold and abnormal, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Senior Brother Hua, do you really want to be so active this time? If something goes wrong, it will hurt the vitality of this sect. Another old man in the early stage of the Yuan Infant said worriedly to the middle-aged monk with blue lines on his face in the middle of the flight.

"If an ordinary treasure was born, I would not have taken such a risk. But this time, it is likely to be the rumored Kunwu Mountain. For the sake of this mountain's secret treasure, this risk is naturally worth taking. The middle-aged monk said in astonishment.

"Kunwu Mountain?is the spiritual mountain that this sect has been looking for since the establishment of the sect?" another gray-haired old man also said in surprise.

"Not bad. I said this once after several junior disciples advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage. This mountain was one of the few spiritual mountains in the human world in ancient times. Although I don't know why, it was sealed by the ancient monks with great magical powers. But there is no doubt about the number of secret treasures in the mountains. And the ancestor who founded our Poison Holy Gate is actually a descendant of an ancient cultivator who sealed this mountain, but he doesn't know much about the specific location of this mountain's seal, but he only knows that this mountain is sealed somewhere in southern Xinjiang. Therefore, he founded the main gate in southern Xinjiang, and has been looking for the whereabouts of this mountain, but unfortunately there has been no news about the ancestor back then. This matter has also been passed down from generation to generation as a secret matter known only to the elders of the past generations. The middle-aged monk said coldly after the blue lines flashed on his face.

"But how did Senior Brother Hua know that this celestial phenomenon was an omen of Kunwu Mountain's current life. Could it be other secret treasures?" the thick-eyed old man who asked at the beginning asked with some surprise.

In addition to informing Kunwu Mountain that it was somewhere in southern Xinjiang, Master Zu also had a spiritual bead in his hand that his ancestors had personally refined. This bead is specially refined for Kunwu Mountain, and you can sense the famous Flying Immortal Stone on the mountain. As soon as this mountain appears, the spirit bead can be sensed immediately. And just a few days ago, this pearl enshrined in the ancestral hall suddenly emitted a clear sound, and I knew that Kunwu Mountain had been born. Even if no disciple comes to report the celestial phenomena, I will immediately send people to search all parts of southern Xinjiang. ”

"I see!" the other three Yuanying Cultivators were a little stunned, and then they all showed excitement on their faces

"It's a pity that Senior Brother Yuan is not in the gate, otherwise if the five elders of our Poison Holy Gate join forces, this trip will be more secure. The gray-haired old man sighed.

"After Senior Brother Yuan went out some time ago, he came back mysteriously, and now he doesn't know where he is, and he can't get in touch. However, I have already commanded it. Let the disciples as soon as they see Senior Brother Yuan, they will immediately let him and us reconcile. What we have to do now is to take advantage of the fact that the other sects do not know about Kunwu Mountain, enter the mountain first, and take most of the secret treasures as soon as possible. I don't know if this mountain was born this time, and in the end, the seal itself failed, or if it was done by other monks. If it's the latter, I'll have to be more careful on this trip. The middle-aged monk said, his face solemn.