"Damn it! I don't know where the spiritual roots are going."

Qin Yang, who had chased after a distance from the secret room, never found the whereabouts of the "Chaos Spirit Root", and couldn't help feeling angry.

This is the first time that the baby has slipped away from under his nose, but he can do nothing.

Leng Ruoxi looked lonely, sighed slightly, and said with a sad tone: "Forget it, maybe it's destined to be no less than me."

Although I comforted myself, I felt quite uncomfortable. After all, it was the most precious gift left by my parents, but I lost it by myself, and I was somewhat unwilling to accept it.

But now that things have come to this point, I can only accept reality and blame myself for being careless.

"Can you use any magic to sense its position?" After trying the system positioning several times without success, Qin Yang turned his head and looked at Leng Ruoxi and asked.

The girl shook her head: "It's useless. This spiritual body is spiritual and cannot be detected at all."

"Sister, let my aunt know which guy stole Sister Ruoxi's spiritual roots. I must have peeled that guy's skin!"

Tong Lele's face turned pale.

Seeing that his good friend was about to become a powerful person, he was taken advantage of by someone else, and everyone was depressed. The little witch was even more angry and wanted to beat the man up immediately.

"Strange, it's a coincidence that warriors will enter this demon world. Who will it be? So bold."

Lu Rushuang frowned and puzzled.

Everyone fell into deep thought and was quite confused.

"Hehe, it seems that the path I chose is the right one."

At this moment, a sinister sound rang out.

Everyone was startled and turned their heads to look, but saw an old man in green robe and some monks standing not far away, staring at the secret room behind Qin Yang with burning eyes.

It was Mr. Chen’s group.

"It's coming very quickly." Qin Yang raised his eyebrows.

Qin Yang was not surprised by the appearance of these people, after all, someone would untie the maze formation sooner or later.

The old man's eyes fell on Qin Yang, looked at him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If I guess correctly, you are the Qin Yang who has ten heavenly-grade spiritual roots."

"So what? Are you here to find me?"

Qin Yang said with a smile.

"No, although I am a little interested in you, there are more important things to do now. Please let me go aside first and let me enter the secret room."

Old Chen bowed his hand and said with a smile.

Although he was kind tone, the dark rush between his eyebrows was still full of threat.

"Tsk, if you say you can go in, then we are embarrassed." Tong Lele glanced at him, hooked his delicate fingers and teased, "If you want to get the treasure, just kneel down and kowtow three times first, and call him grandma?"

"It seems that you are determined to stop me?" Old Chen's eyes were slightly cold.

"Old Chen, I suspect that the treasures in the secret room have been taken away by them. It's better to leave these people behind and search them well." A horse-faced monk whispered behind him.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, you must not let these people run away." Another person said.

Old Chen narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, suddenly looked around with a smile, and said lightly: "What do you think? Do you just let me enjoy those treasures alone?"

Everyone?

Everyone was stunned when they heard Mr. Chen's words.

Is there anyone nearby?

Just as everyone was surprised, the air around him gradually showed a twist. In the midst of the layers of fluctuations, eight figures appeared out of thin air and stood in the air.

These eight people are all old men, with gleams and cold faces. Each of them is filled with extremely powerful and vast pressure, as if they can turn rain and clouds when they raise their hands.

At this moment, he was staring at Qin Yang and the others coldly, and more eyes were on Leng Ruoxi, and his eyes were hard to understand.

Combination period!!

After detecting the strength of these people, Qin Yang's pupils shrank and waves appeared in his heart.

The strongest master he had ever seen after coming to the ancient martial arts world was Bai Dixuan, followed by these old guys. These old men were obviously old monsters from some families.

"Li family, Kong family, Lan family, Zhao family, Zhong family, Shen family, Liu family, Murong family." Old Chen's eyes flew over everyone, called out the families represented by those people one by one, and said with a smile: "It turns out that they are from the eight major families of the Northern Wilderness. Why? Even you want that thing?"

The eight major families in the Northern Wilderness?

This is the first time Qin Yang has heard of such a place as the Northern Wilderness and other eight major families. It seems that he still knows too little about the ancient martial arts world.

However, the most urgent task is to find a way to escape, and he has no confidence in fighting these old monsters.

Liu Wanling next to him hesitated for a moment and came to him and whispered: "The Northern Wilderness is located at the northernmost border of the ancient martial arts world. There are many sects there, but the most powerful one is these eight major families. Their strength is not much weaker than our Liu family. When you see them in the future, try to avoid them."

"From now? I can't hide."

Qin Yang smiled bitterly.

Liu Wanling was stunned and looked at the people, her face also showed concern.

"Chen Xiandong, our purpose is the same, both for the 'chaotic spiritual root' and the 'God Death Decision'. There is no need to fight before we find them."

The person who spoke was a thin old man with brown spots on his face.

This old man is an ancestor of the Lan family.

"It was indeed for the 'Chaos Spirit Root', and I don't know how they knew that the spiritual roots were here." Hearing the old man's words, Qin Yang thought secretly: "But what is the 'Divine Death Decision'? The secret recipe of the martial arts?"

When he turned his head and saw Liu Wanling slightly open his red lips, his face full of shock.

"What's wrong? Have you heard of the 'God Destruction'?" Qin Yang asked.

Liu Wanling took a breath and said softly: "The Death Death Death is the skill practiced by the God of Killing back then. It is known as the three ancient books together with the "Shitian Secret Book" and the "Nine Genealogies of the Holy Way".

"There are four volumes in total. It is said that the Killing God practiced only the first and second volumes, and then became a generation of demon emperors. He had the strength to fight against the immortals and gods. Later, his 'Killing God' was also created based on this technique. In addition..."

Liu Wanling hesitated for a moment and continued, "In addition, there are rumors that Bai Dixuan practiced so quickly because he obtained the third volume of "Divine Death Decision". I don't know whether it is true or false."

Listening to the other party's explanation, Qin Yang was shocked and also became very interested in this "Divine Death Decision".

He has possessed the strength of the God of Killing, and the pleasure of killing the immortals is still endlessly savored. He has also seen Bai Dixuan's strength one or two, which is absolutely terrifying. It seems that this "Divine Death Decision" is really awesome!

"I don't know if I can get this technique. It seems that I can't buy it in the system mall, but it's a pity."

Qin Yang secretly regrets.

"Hehe, you guys are here early."

At this moment, a soft and charming voice slowly rang out.

Just listening to this sound, people's bones are a little bit weaker.
Chapter completed!