He followed his reputation and found that in a corner of the nest, there were more than ten plants full of mysterious runes. Among the branches and leaves, there were bursts of green grass as clear as bells and chimes.
He Wu grass, he Wu grass! Seeing the grass, ye Lingfeng's breath suddenly became short. He Wu Cao is a kind of holy medicine to help monks understand Tao rhyme. When they enter the land of enlightenment, the effect of taking this medicine is only a little less than that of Ru Meng Dan.
This grass is very precious. In today's world, it is hard to find. Unexpectedly, there are more than ten plants growing in Kunpeng's nest. I'm afraid that such a treasure, even if it's an old monster, will be moved.
The short and thin young man of the Eastern god Dynasty was squatting on the side of a Hewu grass and digging carefully.
The holy medicine is moving. Seeing this scene, many Yuan Ying friars can't stand any longer. They all jump up and rush to Hewu grass. They want to do their best to get one, so as to seek for the future. After entering the land of enlightenment, they can understand the rhyme of Taoism as deeply as possible.
Whoa! When the short and thin young man saw this, his eyes were cold, and he didn't see any movement. A red iron chain flew out of his side, like a dragon with teeth and claws, and hit a monk who was the first to arrive.
The red chain was like a poisonous dragon. When it came to the monk of Yuanying's first state, it was as if it had destroyed him and swept his body into two parts. Even his Yuanying was cut off, golden and red with blood.
As soon as the bloody picture appeared, the friars who were trying to get close to hewucao suddenly trembled and slowed down.
"Luo Daoyou, you've got the kiss demon pill. You don't want to monopolize all these Hewu herbs, do you?" At this time, Jiang Yan Li looked at the short and thin friar, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, Wen Sheng asked him.
Upon hearing this, the short and thin friar reached out to the ground and dug up two plants of Hewu grass. Then he jumped up and went to the depth of the nest.
When Jiang Yanli saw this, he rushed to the ground and pointed like a claw. He stretched out to the ground and dug out a herb.
Ye Lingfeng also shakes his blood and forces a group of people to fall on the Bank of Jiang Yanli. Seeing someone approaching, Jiang Yanli's eyes were already cold, but when he found out that it was Ye Lingfeng, the cold gradually disappeared, and he took three plants and then flew away.
Seeing this, ye Lingfeng smiles and stretches his hand toward the ground, trying to collect Hewu grass. But I didn't expect that before he reached out his hand, a sword Qi fell on the side of Hewu grass in front of him, and he wanted to take away Hewu grass with his sword Qi.
That familiar breath, ye Lingfeng didn't have to look back at all, knew that the person who made this move, in addition to Lin Cang, no two people.
Originally, I wanted to leave some for you, but since I'm fighting with you, don't blame me for being rude! At the moment, the light from the mountain turned into a blade like grass.
"Ye Lingfeng..." Lin Cang stares at this, and doesn't understand how ye Lingfeng snatches the sword Qi curling Hewu grass away.
To Lin Cang's anger, ye Lingfeng ignored, just put up his middle finger behind him, and then urged xingzijue to go away!
"My God, Zhenhuang Chijin is so precious that it was used as a nest mat by Kunpeng. It's really outrageous!"
The deeper we go, the more amazing the treasures in Kunpeng's nest are. Even when the two monks of yuanyingjing walked to a corner and saw the color overflowing, they found a piece of real Phoenix red gold.
It is said that the red gold of Zhenhuang evolved from the blood of Zhenhuang dripping on the metal vein. Gold is like fire and mysterious. Adding it to the refined magic weapon can greatly increase the power of the magic weapon and make it a rare treasure.
But it's just like this, Shenzhen is pressed by Kunpeng under the stumps of the trees to build the nest, which is used to stabilize the nest.
The appearance of Zhenhuang Chijin made Ye Lingfeng speechless, but he didn't rush into the battle group. He once forged reincarnation sword with this object. Even if he got another piece, it would be useless except for selling it to others.
Fast forward, ye Lingfeng's eyes suddenly locked a corner. In the nest, under a tall and straight green tree, there is a jade pot with divine light, which is placed on a stone table carved with white jade.
Without any hesitation, ye Lingfeng's eyes lit up and reached for the jade pot. Although we don't know what's in the jade pot, since it appears in Kunpeng's nest, it is likely to be Kunpeng's liquor.
Kunpeng, who used to live in this nest, has been practicing Kunpeng to the extreme, mastering the secrets of time and space. When he reaches such a state of cultivation, is there any treasure in the world that he can't get? It is very likely that the spirit liquid wine in the jade pot is made from several kinds of holy medicines, even with its own blood.
Even if there were only a few drops of the spirit liquor in the jade pot, it would be a great fortune for the monks.
Whoa! But just when ye Lingfeng was about to get close to the stone table, a sword Qi was piercing, and Shengsheng blocked his castration.
"I've got a fancy for the spirit liquor in this jade pot. Get out of the way!" After a sword blocked the wind, Lin Cang cheered coldly. Ye Lingfeng has just been the first to collect all the herbs, which has made him furious. Now how can he let the jade pot fall into Ye Lingfeng's hands again.And as far as he felt, the spirit liquor in the jade pot was probably more valuable than the herb.
"If you like Kunpeng's nest, it's yours. If you like Kunpeng's nest, it's yours too?" With a sneer, ye Lingfeng mercilessly pinches the seal formula. As he throws the seal to Lin Cang, he still flies to the jade pot.
After Lin Cang said, "you're not dead yet," he knew that there was no sympathy in his heart.
"To die!" Lin Cang was very angry. When he wielded his sword, his fierce Qi was like a real axe. With one sword, he cut off the terrible Qi of holding the seal of the mountain. Then the sword body trembled, and several swords formed a trend of encirclement, which stopped Ye Lingfeng again.
Ye Lingfeng's eyes were cold, and he bravely struck with divine fire. He turned into a rosefinch, opened and closed, and his blood was burning like fire, constantly resisting the roaring sword Qi. Just a turn of the terrible flame made the sky full of sword gas turn into ashes.
"Once, do you think you can still get it this time?" Lin Cang drank coldly, and his sword was roaring. It was winding like a dragon. It was constantly attacking towards Ye Lingfeng. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area was covered by the terrible sword.