Chapter 98 See Nangong Lingkui again

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The ancient Lingtian relics in the ancient cloud forest are extremely attractive in this area. Every time it is opened, it will attract countless scattered practitioners and major forces to seize the elixirs.

And in the ruins of Lingtian, which is mixed with fish and dragons, killing and grabbing treasure is even more common.

During the three days when the Lingtian ruins in the ancient cloud forest were opened, there were monks fighting all the time, or... Falling.

There are only three days. If you don't spend these three days, try your best to make the best. That's a risk of a trip. Because after three days, this provides the various vitality and spiritual power that provides most of the prohibited operation of the Lingtian ruins, which will gradually recover. If you haven't gone out yet, you will really die here.

Not long ago, under an inconspicuous cliff in the ruins, a thick black fog suddenly rushed into it. Then a large mass of black clouds quickly condensed in the sky. The pouring black rain, like cow's hair, drenched the circle of fifty miles.

The monk in the distance looked at this scene and was shocked. At the same time, his heart was also faintly cold. I always feel that this dark rain is extremely dangerous.

And that's true. As soon as the black rain fell, it quickly submerged into the ground. Then the original yellow ground immediately became dark. The flowers and trees around also began to wither in an instant. In a while, there will be strong black water flowing out.

A stream of black fog that seemed to come from outside the sky also rose immediately. The inconspicuous corner of the Lingtian ruins was completely shrouded in the black fog.

And the monks who are passing through it, no matter how tall they are. As long as the body is slightly stained with the black rain, the body will immediately turn black and the vitality will be cut off in an instant. It can be said that he is really killed when he is touched, and his throat is sealed with blood. Only a few high-level monks who have the means of pressing the bottom of the box can narrowly escape with those good means at the moment when they find that the situation is wrong.

Five hours later, it was already a poisonous land with no vitality, but a young figure in white hair and blue suddenly flashed. The teenager stepped on the void and rushed out. A well-in-body blue shirt, covered with a slightly thin body. It looks a little weak. Looking up, the teenager's eyebrows seemed to have a sense of innate demerciation. Completely disperse this feeling of weakness. The snow-like white hair was blown like a flag by the oncoming strong wind, which looked very chic. A refined fairy dust temperament was revealed to this blue-shirted teenager.

This young man in blue is Xiao Heng, who has successfully received the demon butterfly flower.

At this time, in Xiao Heng's dragon ring, a dark and strange butterfly flower is being wrapped in a sticky layer of original spiritual liquid. Seal the spiritual poison inside without missing at all.

It only took Xiao Heng five hours to refine all the black fog inhaled in the divine poison order. After refining the residual poison of those demon butterfly flowers, Xiao Heng found out. The Six Poison Classics he practiced has actually improved another layer.

But then Xiao Heng thought that the poisonous elements contained in the black fog were at least comparable to the dozens of poisonous elements of ordinary demon butterfly flowers. Are dozens of demon butterfly flowers not enough for Xiao Heng to improve the Six Poison Classics?

After refining the poisonous elements of those demon butterfly flowers, the poisonous elements in Xiao Heng's body are also more condensed. It is also more convenient to stimulate and perform. Xiao Heng was confident that if he met the three Li Tian again at this time, Xiao Heng could kill them unconsciously. Of course, the premise is that the three Li Tian can't use thunderous means to kill Xiao Heng as soon as they appear. Otherwise, Xiao Heng was killed before the poison yuan was run out. After all, there are still three monks in Xuanjing. The speed of the spell and the control of spiritual power and vitality are completely different from themselves.

And that demon butterfly flower body, although it is of no use to Xiao Heng at present. However, Xiao Heng will never let go of the violent poison. That's tens of millions of times more poisonous than the ordinary demon butterfly flower. Xiao Heng was scared when he thought about it. Fortunately, the ancient poison skill "Six Poisons Sutras" that I practiced is mysterious and can restrain and accommodate countless severe poisons. In addition, I am also a non-viitive poison body of ten thousand poisons. It is also the protection of the pure yang blood of the strong man in the yang realm and the protection of the heavenly poison order. It is the idea that dares to fight this demon butterfly flower so boldly. It is even used to fuse Shennongcao into this almost unbelievable poison. Otherwise, even if Xiao Heng has nine lives, it is not enough.

The demon butterfly flower, which integrates the magical medicinal effects of Shennong Grass, is slowly earning the dragon ring after being wrapped by Xiao Heng with layers of spiritual power. In order to avoid the poison element being immersed in other items, Xiao Heng mobilized a trace of original spiritual liquid to wrap the demon butterfly flower without leaking water. Although this thing is no longer necessary at this time, Xiao Heng is still reluctant to leave this strange poison here. Good things, of course, keep them for yourself.

Xiao Heng's figure flashed to the edge of the cliff, and he swept towards the north without stopping at all.

"Three days have passed, and nearly a day has passed. We have to hurry up." While rushing towards the north, Xiao Heng frowned gently and said to himself in his heart.

He stretched out his right hand and looked at the palm. A thin colorful line formed a strange rune. At this time, it was like a tattoo, appearing in the heart of Xiao Heng's right palm.

"What's going on with this rune? When the poison wakes up, I'll ask him again." Looking at the rune in the palm of his hand, Xiao Heng sighed softly and then accelerated again and rushed to the distance again.

The figure in the high-speed crossing brings out the remnants at the same time. What's more, there is a sound of breaking the air that comes to mind when it rubs with the air.

The rune in Xiao Heng's palm was found after Xiao Heng refined the black airflow. He also didn't know when the rune appeared in the palm of his hand. However, it is certain that this rune will never be as simple as good-looking.

After half an hour's journey, I encountered a four-layer ban on the way. There are detailed annotations and solutions on the map. In the smooth and unimpeded progress, Xiao Heng also encountered the robbery of several unsighted Sanxiu. However, he was killed by Xiao Heng almost instantly. In addition to some inconspicuous magic weapons, there are only some mysterious yellow beads on these scattered practitioners. Xiao Heng admires how much courage they need. Only then can you take a few powerful and shabby magic weapons to explore treasures in this famous ancient Lingtian ruins. And he also dared to rob passing monks.

Xiao Heng, who kept moving through a forest, suddenly stopped his figure. He frowned and looked not far ahead. There, there is a group of monks who adjust their breath to restore their spiritual power and vitality. The breath of several monks among them made Xiao Heng very afraid.

"Huh? Who are you? How did you get here?" And one of the old men in black hair and white robe suddenly glanced at Xiao Heng not far away from the corner of his eyes. Immediately, his face changed. After taking out a spiritual sword, he immediately shouted at Xiao Heng.

With his strong cultivation in the later period of Xuanjing, he would be approached by an unknown monk. This made the old man look extremely ugly. Obviously, he mistakenly thought that Xiao Heng was the kind of old monster with terrible cultivation. But he didn't know that Xiao Heng's mouth now contained a magic bead that could hide his breath.

But after carefully scanning Xiao Heng's cultivation, the old man was stunned. Obviously, the old man also found that Xiao Heng's real bone age was only 20 years old.

The monks around him were immediately woken up when they heard the explosion. I quickly recovered from the state of cultivation. After quickly taking out the magic weapons one by one, he looked at Xiao Heng with a wary face.

Xiao Heng smiled bitterly in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would meet a bunch of monks as soon as he ran casually. Moreover, every time, there is a strong man in the mysterious world. Xiao Heng believes that as long as he moves a little, he will be sifted by this group of monks in front of him with a pile of spiritual weapons.

Just when Xiao Heng planned to secretly transport the poison hidden Jiuyou in the six poisonous scriptures and hid the poison elements in his body under the ground and quietly passed them over to poison this group of people. The corners of Xiao Heng's eyes suddenly saw that among this pile of monks, there was a slightly familiar cold figure.

"Nangong Lingkui." Xiao Heng caught a glimpse of the cold young man's face, and quickly stopped the poisonous yuan that was quietly running in his body. Then he was surprised at the side of the man, an ordinary monk who had just stood up and shouted.

"Uh." Seeing this, the monks around him were stunned at first, and then looked at Nangong Lingkui, who had just stood up. This monk is the young master of the Nangong family saved by Xiao Heng in the Tunri Forest on the periphery of Wandu Canyon. Xiao Heng still remembers that Nangong Yu, the second lady of his Nangong family, was also saved at that time.

"Ah, Xiao Daoyou, it's you? Why is your hair like this? As soon as he saw Xiao Heng's face, Nangong Lingqi immediately shouted in surprise. On the cold face, a trace of enthusiasm rarely appeared.

"Haha, my hair was made like this in the deepest part of Wandu Canyon after saving you that time." Looking at the people who gradually eliminated their vigilance, Xiao Heng smiled and said to Nangong Lingkui.

Nangong Lingkui was also a little embarrassed by his family at this time. He nodded to them, indicating that Xiao Heng was not an enemy. He walked to Xiao Heng and squeezed out a stiff smile with difficulty. He said with a somewhat interfering smile, "Well, thank you very much to Xiao Daoyou last time. After going out this time, why don't you go to our Nangong house to get acquainted with each other first?

After a pause, Nangong Lingkui seemed to feel that he could not express his gratitude to Xiao Heng's last life-saving kindness, and then continued, "My Nangong family just received the best peach blossom red tribute from the Lord of Yunxiu last year. At that time, I don't know if Xiao Daoyou can work with Shall I get drunk together?" Although the words are a little astringent, Xiao Heng still feels it, and the sincereness contained in it is by no means fake.

Looking at Nangong Lingkui, who almost never smiled, he squeezed out a stiff smile at this time. Xiao Heng also said with a wry smile, "Nangong Taoist friend, your cold temper has not changed."

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