Chapter 230 Entering the Ancient Cave

"Sadly, the ancient cave!" Nalan Zhou Yi mourned!

Looking at the ancient cave house that is getting farther and farther away from him, Nalan Zhouyi's face turned green. What's the situation? A wind wolf who crossed the disaster period, just moved his mouth and almost blew himself without a trace. Nalan Zhouyi's mood was full of ups and downs. This Jindan period's cultivation is really weak!

Puffong!!!!! ~～～～～～～～～～～～

Nalan Zhouyi was shocked. He was just a soul body, a phantom split. Even if he fell to pieces, there would be no sound at all. Nalan Zhouyi put away his depression and turned his head.

I saw a golden figure shining all over, shooting through my phantom split in an instant, rolling up a layer of dust. Nalan Zhouyi turned around and found the golden figure, dressed in clothes, all blood, above his chest, and the trajectory of a sword, which was shocking. Even the golden bell on his head was wrinkled, and the golden light was dim.

"Ah?! Taoist friend, is that you?! Haha, that's great!"

Jin Zhongnan jumped up, regardless of his injury at all. He immediately smiled and came up, surrounded Nalan Zhouyi.

"This Taoist friend didn't expect that your phantom split is so unique. It is simply the creation of heaven and earth, gathers the essence of the sun and the moon, has the effect of magic, and shocks the physique of ancestors..." Jin Zhongnan shouted wildly at Nalan Zhou Yi and kept smiling flatteringly.

Nalan Zhouyi, how could he not know the ghost trick of Jin Zhongnan's eyes? Looking around, he found that a group of monks were staring at Jin Zhongnan with fire in their eyes. Nalan Zhouyi suddenly came to light of his feelings. Jin Zhongnan's feelings seemed to be moving eastward, and then Li Daitao stiffened and slipped away!

"Did you get some fairy weapon to be remembered by this group of monks?" Nalan Zhou Yi asked with great interest.

"Taoist friend, this... This really got a fairy weapon, that is, the best fairy weapon, the magic needle! That's why I was remembered by such a large group of monks!" Jin Zhongnan smiled and said it without care at all. He also looked at Nalan Zhouyi with a begging face, like a resentful woman, and Nalan Zhouyi's feelings were like an irresponsible heartless man.

"What? That's a superb fairy weapon! Even if a waste gets it, it can also sweep a group of monks in the Yuanying period. Why are you so miserable?

Nalan Zhouyi suddenly sounded the laughter of the unknown monk on the hollow island: What a fairy weapon is just a pile of waste with empty watches, which has already ruined the fairy spirit. Now seeing that Jin Zhongnan is so sad, he feels more and more real and can't help asking.

"Hey, Taoist friend, don't mention it. I don't know what's wrong with this best fairy weapon. Unexpectedly, I can't recognize the Lord, drip blood, sacrifice, condense... I have tried, but it doesn't work at all. Is it because the level of the fairy weapon is too high and my cultivation is too low to recognize the Lord?"

Jin Zhongnan said it freely and ten times.

"Taoist friend, your phantom split here is relatively unique, faintly, there is a trace of pressure, there is a superior monk, a silent breath, so this group of monks did not dare to come forward, Taoist friends, you must save me!" Jin Zhongnan said eagerly.

Hearing this, Nalan Zhouyi immediately believed the words of the unknown monk of Hollow Island. It seemed that this pile of so-called fairy weapons were really untrue waste. At the same time, he glanced at the unknown cave in the distance, and his mind was heavy.

"Save you?" Looking at Jin Zhongnan, Nalan Zhouyi had a funny feeling in his heart. A monk in the middle of Yuanying actually asked him, a monk in the middle of Jindan, to cover him!

"What's your name?" Nalan Zhouyi looked at the distance, a group of monks with flashing eyes, like a bloodthirsty wind wolf. In his deep eyes, the green light was clear, and he could choose someone to eat at any time.

"Golden Bell!" Jin Zhongnan said excitedly.

"Golden Bell?! Haha. Good name, but I can't save you. In the middle of Yuanying, coupled with your set of golden bells, is enough to defeat the monks in the later stage of Yuanying. If you are not greedy, who can do anything about you?!" Nalan Zhouyi's figure flashed, and the phantom split has disappeared in place.

"Taoist friends... Taoist friends..."

At a glance, Jin Zhong saw that this was not bad. Now Nalan Zhouyi is almost his life-saving straw. If Nalan Zhouyi no longer cares about himself and leaves in this way, he will really be divided by this group of bloodthirsty monks, and even Yuanying will not escape death! Seeing that Nalan Zhouyi's phantom split disappeared, he immediately followed anxiously.

"What's the best fairy weapon?! It's just a waste product. It has long lost its fairy spirit. Now it's just a waste fairy weapon stained with fairy spirit. It has no power at all. I advise you not to miss your urgent life for a waste product. Get to know each other and do it!"

In the middle of Yuanying, the speed of the golden bell man soared, but it was not as fast as the perverted phantom split. At this time, Nalan Zhouyi's phantom split disappeared with the wind and disappeared, reaching a rapidity. Where there is wind, it is the existence of the phantom split. In a blink of an eye, Nalan Zhouyi disappeared. Jin Zhong Nan's face turned pale and became depressed. What speed is this? Even the great monk in the later period of Yuanying is not so perverted!

However, at this time, a leisurely voice suddenly stopped Jin Zhongnan, with an elegant and rapid figure. Yuan Ying's mid-year figure stopped abruptly, and his heart was cold.

"Fake? An empty waste fairy weapon?" Jin Zhong's face turned gray and muttered to himself. With a drag in his hand, the dazzling fairy light suddenly shone through the ages and shines in all directions.

It is the supreme fairy magic needle that endless monks dream of, carefully touching the magic needle with their hands, a strange feeling that breeds in their hearts.

"No wonder, no wonder he can't recognize the Lord. It's just an empty aura, and a waste fairy weapon without spirituality, which attracts endless cultivation of immortals to kill and slaughter! Even myself was almost crazy about it. It's true that people die for money and birds die for food! Ha ha, fake! Who the hell is it? It has such a big plan!"

Golden Bell is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very shrewd. Any old monster in the infancy is not all old-fashioned and far-reaching. After getting the message of Nalan Zhouyi, he immediately believed most of it, and Nalan Zhouyi's perverted phantom split wanted to get a fairy weapon at his fingertips.

Jin Zhong contacted again when he could not recognize the Lord with blood, if he did not repent, he would really fall into his own dog's eyes, and his cultivation would live on others.

Jin Zhong looked up and looked around fiercely. Sure enough, at the moment he took out the magic needle, countless pairs of eyes around him suddenly settled over, greedy, murderous, ferocious... There is nothing, like a hungry wolf on the verge of death. At the last moment, it was ignited and burned the remaining ferociousness crazily!

"Ha ha, Taoist friends, whoever wants this supreme fairy weapon can take it!"

Jin Zhong lowered his head and meditated for a moment. Suddenly, he looked up, held the magic needle in his hand, and threw it in one direction. Suddenly, a group of hungry wolves swarmed up. Fairy skills are dainful, with a variety of broken arms, blood light, and blood clothes...

The figure of the golden bell moved and jumped out of the competition range of the magic needle. It's not that Jinzhong doesn't remind everyone, but this group of monks who have been corrupted by greed, who will believe that this is a fore!

No one wants to!

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Nalan Zhouyi breathed a sigh of relief and finally came to the ancient cave not far away again and settled down. The phantom split is extremely fast, faster than the monks in the later stage of Yuanying, but it is erratic. It is not determined in one direction. If Nalan Zhouyi's real body is overseas and then control the phantom split, there is no problem at all. However, the real body hid in the sea of knowledge, but it was a passage between a world. That control became far away and difficult. Fortunately, after a thousand hardships, he finally arrived at the door of the ancient cave.

"What kind of cave is this?"

Nalan Zhouyi is puzzled, Penglai Fairyland, Dongsheng Land, and the monks of the Northern Underworld have fought with the windy Wolf in the disaster period. The collision of various fairy arts and demons are intertwined into brilliant and brilliant storms, sweeping around. This time, Nalan Zhouyi was already prepared, and the phantom split is tightly attached. Behind a mountain stone, he was indifferent to the battle of the monks and has been concerned about the secrets in the depths of the ancient cave.

"Exploring the ancient cave, my supreme fairy art, no thoughtless life sutra, is really an excellent method. Once the Wanyingshengjing is displayed, 10,000 phantoms are distributed in all directions. How many elixirs have fallen into my storage ring!" Nalan Zhou Yi smiled, but his face immediately became bitter. How can he go in with such a big fluctuation?

This is a problem!

"What does the endless forest have to do with the endless soul?" Nalan Zhouyi took out two fragments of unknown materials from the depths of the sea of knowledge and observed them carefully, but these two fragments did not fluctuate at all. The ancient well was waveless. It was hard to believe what kind of spirit it would be!

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Nalan Zhouyi's expression condensed and his eyes flashed. He saw the monks in Penglai Fairyland, the Northern Underworld Divine Realm, and Dongsheng Realm as if they were brewing a big killing move, and the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme for a while.