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With Zhou Nan's low shout, with a 'boom', in an instant, a huge golden vortex of more than 100 zhang swallowed Lei Ming and the others in one gulp, and the momentum was terrifying.

Glancing at the situation behind him, Zhou Nan sneered, stepped on the flying spring boots, and in a few flashes, he jumped out of the maze range.

The moment he left the maze, a faint blue light flashed, and Zhou Nan suddenly disappeared, replaced by a small black dot comparable to the tip of a needle. As soon as it lit up, it sank into the ground, merging with the ravaged and miserable ground, without distinguishing from each other.

In the maze, after a few breaths, when Lei Ming and a few people got rid of the force whirl, and when they went to see it again, there was still Zhou Nan's figure, and he was naturally full of anger. Lei Ming's eyes were full of fire and he looked at the direction of Zhou Nan's departure, instinctively wanting to chase and kill the past, but he didn't dare to do so.

The French rat stood half a meter behind the thunder, his eyes flashed, he clapped his hands, and instantly returned to his usual ease.

As for the other five or six young junjie, they were quite embarrassed, seeing that Lei Ming and the two did not move, they had to be silent.

"Thundering, Dharma Mouse, you two are looking for death!" In the sealed dragon coffin, Zhou Nan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, then quickly gathered his mind, grabbed a high-grade spirit stone in each hand, and urged the "Lini Witch Phoenix Jue" to replenish the true yuan that consumed more than half.

If it was just those five or six young junjie in the middle of the Yuan Infancy, with Zhou Nan's temper, even if he fought for the true yuan to the bottom, would he be affected by such a bird's anger?

It's a pity that the two thundering rats are by no means ordinary. At this time, it is really not worth fighting with them, so I have to retreat.

Putting these aside, the mastermind behind the scenes is still hiding in the shadows, and if the consumption is too great, that guy will never give up the plot to sneak attack. Although he broke through Yuanying, his strength has greatly improved. But ask yourself, Zhou Nan really didn't dare to be cared for by an old monster of that level.

Let Zhou Nan run away, although Lei Ming was unhappy, but this was also expected. After all, Zhou Nan is not a soft persimmon, and it is not easy to pinch, as long as he is forced to retreat. Without Zhou Nan stirring up the situation, the outsiders present will respect him for his thunder, this is the goal.

After secretly hating for a moment, Lei Mingwu shook his head, put away the iron shovel, took the magic rat and the others, and sat down in place.

And the cultivators of the Northern Drifting Snow Palace, after tossing for a long time, were taken advantage of by the mastermind behind the scenes to plot against one person, and they no longer dared to make trouble at will. Seeing this scene, the white-faced man and other great monks came forward in time to gather everyone. It was very easy to bring people's hearts together again.

Outside the maze, the idle and bored demons had to surrender their eyes to the earthy yellow giant ball not far away, and there was a hidden apprehension in their hearts.

From the light to the dark, relying on the Sumeru and concealment of the sealed dragon coffin, most of the hour later, when Zhou Nan's eyes flashed and recovered, he snorted coldly, and with a wave of his sleeves, a blood-colored puppet girl a few feet tall appeared on his side.

Staring at the puppet purple coat with a complicated expression for a moment, Zhou Nan pursed his lips, then reined in his thoughts and played one trick after another.

Visible to the naked eye, there was a muffled sound of 'Boom', and under the flow of blood, the puppet purple robe slowly moved.

The blood-glittering eyes opened slightly, and the inch-long blood came out of the eyes, one after another, constantly submerging into the void and disappearing.

The purple robe pinched a strange trick in both hands, and strange fluctuations also lingered around one after another.

Zhou Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the delicate and beautiful face of the purple coat without blinking, and his expression was blazing to the extreme.

"Blood Spirit Yin Qi can only be perceived by the same source of Yin Qi or Blood Spiritual Qi. I only hope that the blood aura nourished by the Weeping Blood Spirit Jade can be of great use and has enough purity. Otherwise, staying here is really hard to sleep. ”

Using the puppet purple coat to perceive the location of the mastermind behind the scenes, Zhou Nan is actually not very sure.

Time passed slowly, and the blood aura alone stimulated no less than hundreds, but it didn't have the slightest effect. The man behind the curtain still doesn't know that he is still hiding in that corner.

Gradually, Zhou Nan's eyes narrowed again and again, and he no longer had much hope.

"Hey, I knew it wouldn't work. Come to think of it, this puppet is only at the half-step infant level, and it can also play a role in the robbery during the Dan period. Now that I have advanced to the Yuan Infant, I can't imagine that not only is the effect of the calamity gone, but even this blood aura is gone. ”

Zhou Nan shook his head secretly, he wanted the puppet purple robe to play the role of a substitute again, it was not that there was no way, he only needed to raise this puppet to the fourth level. But the puppet is a dead thing after all, and if you want to upgrade, the difficulty is much greater than that of a living thing, so the investment is not ordinarily large.

After pondering for a moment, feeling the aura of the puppet's purple robe gradually weakening, Zhou Nan was about to put it away. But who knows, as soon as he raised his hand, the purple robe suddenly opened its mouth, and it actually spewed out a condensed pillar of light the thickness of a thumb, and in a flash, it disappeared.

Zhou Nan's expression changed slightly, and before he had time to think about why, in the maze, in the middle of the valley, in front of everyone's eyes, in the crowd, a yellow figure suddenly staggered out and let out a sharp roar.

The sudden appearance of the thing made the cultivators look shocked, and everyone looked at it intently, and they all immediately gasped.

I saw that in the center of the crowd, a half-zhang huge, shaped like a raccoon, fat and round, with bright yellow hair, but the head was small, and it was a grotesque monster with a fist-sized human head, staring at a pair of turquoise eyes, staring at the direction of Zhou Nan.

"Whoa, whoa, goddamn bastard, who, who ruined the king's plans?" the tanuki roared on its feet.

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed greatly, and they retreated more than ten feet together, and instantly stranded the grotesque civet cat.

"Damn, damn it, this beast can't be the one behind the plot against us!" an old man in a black robe shouted at the top of his voice.

"Hahaha, that's right. The lowly brute dared to plot against us and others, and everyone obeyed the order, killed Elder Ben, and killed this evil beast alive!"

The white-faced man was stunned for a moment, then immediately stared at the grotesque tanuki with bright eyes, and sacrificed a green flying knife.

When the cultivators heard this, although they were afraid of the grotesque tanuki's fierce and intimidating momentum, they saw that they had a clear advantage, and then combined the rewards they could get by killing this demon. Suddenly, they all screamed, pinching the trick, chanting the mantra, and launched a flood attack.

The colorful light mixed with the deafening thunder flooded over, and the grotesque tanuki's body twitched, and with a 'whoosh' sound, the extremely fat body flickered, and it was in the bursts of yellow light, stunned by the terrifying body, and withdrew.

A hundred and ten zhang away, the grotesque tanuki retracted its little head deeply into the fat around its neck, hunched over, lying low on a huge ice, its turquoise eyes, without the slightest emotion, looked at everyone without the slightest emotion, and its figure flickered, and then shot towards the outside of the valley.

Forced back the grotesque raccoon cat, and went to the worries, the white-faced man stopped when he saw it, and immediately put away the green flying knife. The other monks still wanted to chase after them, but seeing that the white man all reacted like this, they had to stop stupidly and gather together in twos and threes.

The grotesque tanuki is an eighth-order peak demon, equivalent to a half-step infant transformation level existence, with a high level of cultivation and a strong divine soul, which can ignore most of the influence of the maze, and in a moment's time, he came to the edge of the valley. In the place where Zhou Nan disappeared, he stopped in a flash.

The turquoise eyes that did not wait for the slightest impurity like the jade on the mouth rolled slightly, and the grotesque tanuki carefully looked at the palm-sized area around it. It was here that its divine thoughts lost Zhou Nan, and the direction that attacked him was also here.

"It should be that kid undoubtedly, I didn't expect this king to look away, it's really interesting. ”

The iconic mustache shook slightly, looked carefully for a moment, and saw that there was really nothing to be found, so the grotesque tanuki fled out of the maze.

Only separated by a thin layer of coffin walls, Zhou Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, watching the grotesque civet cat leave, stunned without the slightest movement.

"Shoddy tricks!"

Zhou Nan smiled in a low voice, and then set his eyes on the puppet purple coat beside him, his expression was slightly dark.

Outside, about half a cup of tea, not far away the bright yellow light flashed, and the grotesque tanuki flew back. But seeing that the place was still unchanged, and even the location where the snowflakes fell was unchanged, the tanuki frowned and let out a long sigh.

Then, with a low roar, the bright yellow light flashed wildly, and the grotesque tanuki kicked on its hind legs, and the man stood up. Visible to the naked eye, the head quickly became larger, the hair faded, and the robe was rolled up, and he turned into an obese Confucian with a mustache.

Confucian mustache, round body, treacherous face, a robe that was propped up and shapeless, and the end was ridiculous. Looking at its appearance, it is none other than Mr. Tanuki, who is known for his scheming. Because the little Jiao King entangled the idle Taoist, he was able to get out.

The turquoise eyes rolled a few times, and Mr. Tanuki laughed wickedly, rubbed his hands violently, and left the place again.

But only half a cup of tea later, the good guys are back. Seeing that Zhou Nan still couldn't find any traces, he finally left unwillingly.

After some tossing by Mr. Tanuki, Zhou Nanhui has already recovered from the purple robe. With a light finger, Zhou Nan touched his chin, muttered secretly for a moment, and then urged the Lini True Phoenix Sword, and secretly followed Mr. Tanuki away quietly.

With Mr. Tanuki leading the way in front, coupled with the existence of the sealed dragon coffin, he can basically ignore the interference of the maze, and after a while, one demon and one person left the maze one after another. Immediately, with the mysterious concealment method, he was stunned and walked away directly from under the noses of the demons.

Leaving the maze and leaving the encirclement, Mr. Tanuki didn't look back, his speed was at the limit, and he went straight to Wuchi Mountain.

Behind, Zhou Nan turned his head to look at the slightly trembling fertile soil enchantment, and the corners of his mouth curled, and he fell far away ten miles away.

Time left quickly, with Mr. Tanuki leading the way, just over three hours, the two of them entered Wuchi Mountain one after another.

Wuchi Mountain is three thousand zhang high, spanning thousands of miles, magnificent and upright, the color is dark blue and black, exuding a thick and extremely cold air.

The top of the mountain is concave downward, there is a pool, the diameter is more than 100 miles, it is as clear as jade, it is transparent and flawless, it cannot be precious, it is called the witch pool.

Nine giant waterfalls, guarding the witch pool, from top to bottom, the blue waves are surging, rumbling endlessly, and the end of the Nine Dragons is surrounded by the general trend.

The nine pools under the mountain are interconnected, converge into a river, and go far to the east. Crossing the mountains and mountains, submerging into the Wuxia Valley, there is no end in sight.

Inside the coffin of the sealed dragon, Zhou Nan was surprised in his heart, and he was taken by the magnificent and majestic assets of Wuchi Mountain, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Mr. Tanuki did not slow down, took the lead, clinging to a waterfall, going upstream, and soon, he plunged headlong into the witch pond.

Zhou Nan sat down and groaned, carefully looked at the turquoise witch pool for a moment, gritted his teeth, and quickly followed.

Just like Wuchi, the desolation is bleak, eternally lonely, like falling into the depths of the endless void, even Zhou Nan almost lost his mind.