Above the dark starry sky.
A bronze building ship shrouded in golden light slowly passed by. The hull was covered with ancient mottled lines. It was silent. Occasionally, wherever it passed, there would be space turbulence raging, or the Yuanci Gangsha storm sweeping past, or a large blazing glow.
Emerge, and soon floating peaks of different sizes and shapes will appear from inside.
However, the bronze building boat can always avoid all dangers in time like a prophet, its speed seems slow but it is fast, and in the blink of an eye it has left behind a large group of suspended mountains.
"Too many people have died. Every time this hellish place is opened, how many lives must be devoured?" A slightly dissatisfied voice sounded from inside the bronze ship.
"Senior brother, there is nothing we can do about it. The Mysterious Mist Realm has existed for tens of thousands of years. Even though everyone knows that it is very dangerous, there are still a large number of monks coming in every time, just because the opportunities here are so great.
There are so many rare resources that you can’t find anywhere else but here." Another voice said.
"Yes, the treasures of heaven and earth are so touching. Who told us that there are so many good things here? But any monk with some ability will consider coming in and taking a look. As long as he can gain something, he will not leave empty-handed this time."
"There are also those monks whose deadline is approaching and who have no hope of breaking through. They will try their best to get a quota and rush in to try their luck. If they die, they will not lose. If they can find some resources to extend their lives, they will make a profit."
In the cabin inside the building, two young men with tender skin and handsome faces in Taoist attire stood leaning against the window, quietly observing the scene outside the porthole. From time to time, among the suspended mountain peaks, monks could be seen fighting desperately for resources.
In the scene, the lights of various magical weapons and magical powers appear one after another.
On a suspended mountain peak a hundred miles away, a couple of male and female monks were protecting a young girl behind them. They were struggling to resist the desperate attack of more than a dozen casual monks. Within a few seconds, they were chopped into pieces and turned into corpses.
Go away with light.
The casual cultivators also lost three people, and almost all of the remaining ones were injured. A pair of blood-colored eyes full of viciousness stared at the girl in the middle, like a group of crazy wolves.
"Little girl, hand over your things quickly, or you won't blame us for being rude!" One of the leaders roared viciously.
The girl's eyes showed hatred: "You guys are worse than pigs and dogs. You killed my parents and still want to steal the magic medicine? Just dream!"
"Then you go and accompany them!"
The casual cultivators would not talk nonsense to her and took action one after another. Most of the things here could not be taken out of the secret realm, and it would be the same if they killed people and then robbed them.
The necklace on the girl's body emits a soft light curtain, temporarily resisting the siege of the monks. However, looking at the rapid dimming trend of the light curtain, it will collapse after a few breaths at most. By then, she will still be unable to avoid the fate of being hacked.
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Seeing that the situation was critical, the girl no longer hesitated and took out a piece of fairy grass that was about a foot tall and shimmering with sunlight from the space bracelet. After crushing it hard, she quickly swallowed it into her stomach.
"Asshole, you, how dare you"
The leader of the casual cultivators was shocked and angry. This magical medicine was a rare treasure that could only be found but could not be found, but it was eaten by this little girl? Wasn't everyone's work in vain?
There was a look of pleasure in the girl's eyes: "I've already eaten the food, and you won't get anything even if you kill me!"
"Asshole! Asshole!"
The frustrated cultivators swarmed over with curses: "Catch her and let the brothers take turns to have fun!"
The girl laughed, and her skin lit up abnormally. Before the cultivators could react, it exploded, and a dazzling little sun bloomed on the spot.
When the aftermath of the girl's self-destruction dissipated, only three casual cultivators were left alive at the scene. Their bodies were bleeding from wounds, and their clothes were in tatters and miserable.
Just as a ray of light passed by more than ten miles away, the female cultivator with stern eyes looked here, and a sword light flew out, cutting the three guys into six pieces, and the bodies immediately turned into light and dispersed.
"Sure enough, this is God's will, this is God's way!"
The two young men in the bronze boat lamented that the brutal bloody battles staged under the starry sky brought them not discomfort and discomfort, but a refreshing enjoyment.
In this foggy and mysterious realm, the fittest survive, and only the strongest are qualified to survive and gain the most valuable opportunities. As for those who have fallen, no one will pay them more attention.
"Two senior brothers, are you here just to watch the show?"
A soft and melodious voice, like pearls falling on a jade plate, came with a little dissatisfaction: "Master ordered us to look for capable casual cultivators here and try to recruit them into the sect. There are also certain specific observation targets.
We need to find an opportunity to contact them and see if they can be used by me to rob the Luck Palace. Don’t forget about business.”
The two young men stopped smiling and looked straight: "Junior Sister Qingfeng, of course we will not delay the sect's grand plan. Aren't we just observing? As long as we encounter a suitable target, we will naturally take intervention measures according to the situation."
Not far away, a woman walked in. She was wearing a gorgeous dark green dress. Her body was slender and graceful. Her hair was like a waterfall behind her, dancing gracefully in the wind. Her beautiful eyes were full of spirituality, and her long eyelashes like crow feathers were blinking slightly.
, the snow-grey skin glowed with crystal luster, and the whole body exuded a mysterious and noble aura.
The only direct disciple of the Lord of the Luck Palace: Mei Qingfeng. His cultivation level is not very high, and he is only now qualified to enter the real world. However, he has been unanimously recognized by the Supreme Elders, and he was established as the Taoist Priest early on.
The acting palace master devoted all his efforts to cultivate him.
It is said that she possesses some kind of special talent and magical power, which makes many pretentious and high-minded senior brothers and sisters in the palace extremely afraid of her. Therefore, she firmly holds the position of Taoist Priest, and no one can shake her.
If Qin Muling were here, he would be surprised to find that this woman named Mei Qingfeng looks exactly like the third senior sister Qi Yalan. Apart from different temperaments, there is no other difference.
Mei Qingfenghao flipped his wrist, and there was a jade box in his hand. He handed it to them and said: "I leave this to you. If there is a suitable target in trouble, you might as well help out and give some benefits along the way."
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A young man took the jade box and opened it. Inside was a row of ten thumb-sized sapphire talismans. As the light flashed, a rich and profound Taoist aura filled the air.
"Junior sister, what is this?"
The young man asked in confusion.
Mei Qingfeng explained: "This is a special magical weapon that the Master and the Supreme Elders spent many years trying repeatedly and painstakingly to refine. Afterwards, I perfected it and finally took it into shape. It is called the 'Destiny Seal'.
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"The cost of each destiny seal is not inferior to that of an acquired spiritual treasure. No matter how dangerous it is, after being activated, it can protect the monks from safely escaping and return to the starry sky without any loss."
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The faces of the two young men changed slightly. This kind of good thing is not distributed to their own family, but they want to keep it for outsiders? The elders are too partial.
Mei Qingfeng's voice was indifferent: "This is Master's will. Just execute it. Remember not to be too clever and delay the sect's plan, otherwise no one can save you!"
"yes."
The two young men reluctantly agreed that the junior sister in front of them held the power and was decisive and ruthless in handling matters. Her reputation had long been spread, and the idiots who dared to question her authority had long since disappeared.
Suspended on the mountain peak.
"There is no more oil and water here, let's go to the next place!"
Qin Muling said, taking the space bracelet from Xue Bingxuan and putting it into the animal skin pocket at hand.
There are dozens of bracelets and rings in the half-person-high pocket, as well as some seal necklaces, belts and other items, all of which are space magic tools contributed by the dead ghost monks. At this moment, these magic tools are all filled to the brim.
They are all kinds of rare resources collected.
The senior sisters took him up into the sky, and within a few dozen breaths of leaving, the suspended mountain peak with a radius of dozens of miles that he had just stayed in changed, slowly fading away in a haze, until it disappeared.
"Is it such a coincidence?"
Cheng Yulan's scalp felt numb when he saw it. If there had been a slight delay, wouldn't everyone be trapped in it and unable to escape?
"I think it is precisely because of my junior brother's presence that this mountain peak has not disappeared. Otherwise, do you think you will be so lucky?" Yu Lingzhou said with a smile.
The senior sisters thought deeply, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. Except for Qin Muling, this was not the first time for everyone to enter the secret realm of mist and fantasy. Naturally, they had a deep understanding of the dangers and unpredictability here.
Compared with the past, this trip to the secret realm was indeed much smoother. Although it encountered many accidents, it was basically able to pass without any danger. It can be seen that Qin Muling's role in the team is indeed irreplaceable.
"Okay, hurry up and find new resources! I believe that my junior brother will bring us more surprises in the future."
Luo Wanqing urged, holding a few jujubes in her hand and chewing them non-stop. The surface of the crystal snow skin was shining with rosy colors, and her blood was as majestic as a melting pot, and the intimidating pressure was getting stronger and stronger.
Because they had gained so much, the girls all began to pick out the magic medicine resources that were suitable for them and eat them on the spot. Although they did not have time to refine them, they could instantly replenish the consumed mana and slowly strengthen their body and soul.
This was the case for Yu Lingzhou. As she took in the piles of magic medicine, her aura became more pure and concise, and there was a faint majesty in her body that had been dormant for a long time and gradually revived. It was obvious that the hidden wounds accumulated over the years were being repaired.
Qin Muling looked around, concentrated for a moment, and pointed at the suspended mountain peak that had just appeared a hundred miles away: "That's it."
Qi Yalan looked closely and found that it was just a bare stone mountain. Not even a blade of grass could be seen on the surface of the mountain for several miles. She couldn't help but wonder: "Will there be something good on it?"
Qin Muling explained: "There are no medicinal herb resources, but it has a strong aura of gold, so there should be some kind of rare spiritual mine buried in it."
"Very good, let's go and have a look!"
Qi Yalan immediately agreed. Of course, rare materials are indispensable for refining high-level magic weapons. Although there is no time to refine them, there are still many benefits to be gained by selling these materials to the remnants of the Celestial Race.
Qin Muling and her senior sisters approached, and after some searching, they determined the approximate location. Qi Yalan then controlled the sword light to cut the hard rock into large stones several feet square, and threw them into the river below.
After a few moments, an irregular piece of metal that looked like a piece of coal appeared. Yu Lingzhou took it into his hand and took a closer look. There were dark silver lines hidden on the dark rough surface, mixed with dots of purple light, glowing with obscure spiritual power.
Fluctuating, even the nearby light was faintly distorted.
This is Diyue Dark Star Sand, the main material for refining high-level space bracelets. It is naturally valuable, so the senior sisters worked together to almost cut open the entire stone mountain. There were hundreds of kilograms of Diyue Dark Star Sand inside.
, was taken away without a penny left.
Everyone continued to move forward. Although the area covered by the Weak Mercury River was very large, by now it was already quite deep.
The suspended peaks in the field of vision are getting larger and larger, and peaks with a radius of hundreds of miles, or even hundreds of miles or even thousands of miles appear in the glow.
However, the monks' ability to sense spiritual thoughts has been subject to increasingly strong interference and suppression. Even the strongest men who have reached the peak of the fairyland can only detect a few thousand feet away with their spiritual thoughts, and they can only rely on their eyes to observe further away.
The water below is no longer calm, the snow-white waves are rolling and surging, and the huge undercurrent vortex under the water is clearly visible, which makes my heart feel chilly. The magnetic turbulence in the air is also appearing more and more frequently, and if I don't pay attention, it will
Get involved.
When we arrived at this place, the number of monks in our field of vision finally began to decrease. Although we all knew that the deeper we went, the more good things we might get, but the probability of encountering unexpected events would also increase, and those who were not strong enough would give up.
Those who dare to go deeper are the elites from the top sects and the supreme orthodoxy.
"Junior brother, do you think we have hope of finding the heavenly medicine this time?" Xue Bingxuan asked.
Qin Muling thought for a while: "I'm not sure, but I can try it."
Although it was the first time he came in, he found that his spiritual perception was not affected, so his ability to find resources was still superior to all the monks here. If there were some rare treasures, it would naturally not be hidden from his senses.
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On the sky at the end of the field of vision, a bronze ship was approaching slowly.
This chapter has been completed!