A giant insect magic figure is highlighted behind Gao Qianyuan. He holds a strange token that looks like a short sword but not a short sword in his hand. His feet are an inch away from the ground. His breath is like the sea, continuous, and a terrifying storm is brewing in the softness. Drops of water can penetrate stones, and the vast ocean can destroy the world.

Feeling his energy, the "Dragon Covering the Earth" Lan Jingtian also showed his own magic appearance. It was a dark and nearly dull ball with extremely smooth surface, as if the earth was bent and collapsed according to some natural momentum or legal laws. The surrounding void suddenly contracted to him, as if it was about to form a ball, the light deflected and displaced, like a demon realm.

Meng Qi, who was between them, held the scabbard in his left hand, and his back was straight. Although the Dharma image was not revealed, the essence, blood, qi and flesh were connected with the will of martial arts. The energy of the essence, blood, qi and flesh rushed out of the Niwan Palace and reached the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, masculinity and vitality were everywhere, and the yin evil was unable to approach it. Once it was touched, it would be torn apart immediately.

The three masters each had extraordinary auras and were filled with dark clouds within a radius of dozens of miles, and the lightning was pitch black, giving the crowd the feeling of a scattered demon.

In this situation where each other's qi is pulled first, whoever moves first will encounter the attack of the other two, Gao Qianyuan and Lan Jingtian suddenly saw the "crazy knife" Su Mengyou turn around and actively disconnect from the entangled qi, as if it was the source of everything, free and easy, free, and untainted dust.

The energy was hidden, and Gao Qianyuan and Lan Jingtian both had their minds empty, so they felt so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit blood. The attack that was ready to be released and the stressed attack briefly lost its target.

Looking at the crazy sword that was facing away from him and his back, Gao Qianyuan and Lan Jingtian felt the unpredictable of each other. Even if he was in his energy, he seemed to be completely unaware of it. He showed a big flaw, but he had to be cautious and not attack rashly, exposing his hidden problems.

Although the man in blue and others were enlightened, the entangled and pulled qi created a depressing atmosphere. How could the changing celestial phenomena not know the dangers of the situation? But the "crazy knife" Su Meng in their eyes turned around casually, as if he did not take the other party seriously. He did not have any qi to pull it away, and the enemy could not do anything without attacking it.

However, the expected crazy blow did not appear, everything was calm, the previous tightness seemed like an hallucination.

Meng Qi smiled and said, "This place is dangerous, I'll send you away first."

After speaking, he carried a long sword and walked slowly, without even looking at Gao Qianyuan and Lan Jingtian. Their thoughts of attack and caution changed alternately, and they could not compete for the high and low, and they still did not dare to take action.

The brother and sister in blue-clothed men beat like a drum, restrained their doubts and quickly followed Meng Qi and walked out of the golden tent.

The group walked slowly, but not fast, and Kelan Jingtian and Gao Qianyuan could not make any moves, even though Meng Qi had not turned around and kept his back facing them.

"It's only been so long that he makes people feel unfathomable..." Until several figures disappeared from sight, Gao Qianyuan whispered in his heart, and his eyes turned to Lan Jingtian.

The two of them tacitly converged their breath at the same time, and then one of them disintegrated and turned into the Unformed Sword Gu. They merged into the void, and the other escaped into the earth. They hid without a trace.

Lan Jingtian knew that the other party's martial arts were strange and could also kill people invisible. It seemed that the blue blood man in the rumors was not afraid at all. He was good at earth-moving martial arts, and the field of the master was also related to this, and earth can overcome water!

Fleeing underground, Lan Jingtian sensed the slight changes in the nearby earth movement power and kept moving his direction.

Suddenly, a trace of coldness came from afar, hiding indescribable filth, as if the thick earth had turned into a vague yin soil.

This feeling flashed, but Lan Jingtian had a faint surprise in his heart. He quickly escaped, went deep into the golden tent, and came to the area where the shaman of the former Changsheng Sect was stationed.

He jumped out from the ground and saw the nine-fingered Gao Qianyuan who had emerged. He seemed to have been looking for something nearby.

Beware of being hidden inside, Lan Jingtian observed nearby, and judged the specific location based on the information obtained and the induction just now.

After a while, he glanced at Gao Qianyuan who was eyeing him. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. In the end, he did not choose to leave temporarily. Instead, he knelt on one knee, lifted up with his right fist, and dark brown soil lingered in it, and hit the ground hard.

The ground did not shake, did not rise or fall, and there was no sound of collision. It cracked silently, and a gap at the bottom appeared. It was filled with filthy and cold mist entangled with pitch black and dark green, as if leading to a terrifying and weird place.

"It's true here..." Lan Jingtian breathed.

I had previously captured one of Guldor's grandsons. I was not strong, but my status was quite high. I knew that the "Netherworld Evil God Array" arranged by the Impermanence of Life and Death Sect remained. Although the cracks connecting Jiuyou have been breached under some irresistible force, a piece of demonic land has evolved between my own world and the endless Jiuyou, hidden underground, and it will take several years or even more than ten years to recover.

There are many treasures and "secrets" that cannot be included in the storage bags and are difficult to isolate the sensing. Escape with them is like fireflies in the night, very conspicuous. The warriors of the Golden Tent and the shamans of the Eternal Life Sect are reluctant to destroy them, so the team that has been broken into pieces has led them into the demonic land. Once found, the harvest will be very rich. No matter how the divine weapons or formation maps are here!

As an elder of the Beggars' Sect, Lan Jingtian has always had a bad reputation. He is greedy and selfish, and shelters his evil subordinates. After asking about the information, he hurried to the golden tent. It was not until he confirmed the existence of the demon land that he considered the comparison of strength between the two sides.

There were at least two masters in the team along the way. Although they had special skills and could master the power of earth movement to a great extent, they had a lot of confidence to defeat the joint efforts of the two masters, it would be quite difficult to kill them, capture them, and prevent them from escaping with treasures and secrets. Therefore, these nine-fingered blue blood men can be used as short-term allies, first deal with the Golden Tent Warrior and the Eternal Life Shaman, and then do "theory". If the strength of both sides is not distinguished, then the harvest will be equally divided.

As the thoughts turned, Lan Jingtian didn't say much and directly escaped into the gap with dark and dark green mist. Gao Qianyuan's expression was indifferent, he glanced coldly, and followed him in without hesitation.

The Dharma phase is prominent, the void shrinks into a ball, and the dense and filthy mist is pulled toward other places. Lan Jingtian stepped on the slightly soft soil without any effort.

This is a road that is slanted downward. The soil is mixed with dark red and almost black blood, making it look soft and muddy. The further you go down, the cold air that spreads in the air becomes thicker, and white frost forms around it, and ice ridges hang upside down on the top of the cave.

Lan Jingtian was a little surprised. This was an environment that was extremely beneficial to him. His own martial arts and physique were not afraid of deep cold, but the blue blood might not be the case.

Even if the power of ice and cold is derived from "water flow", before the blue blood people reach a certain level, when they encounter cold that exceeds their own limits, they have a different structure than mortals and are more likely to be frozen or frozen, and their strength will be greatly reduced, and they have to differentiate more forces to change the environment.

Gao Qianyuan looks like a floating catkin, shuttled through the cold air, with no emotion in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, as if he was mocking orchids the shocking orchid.

The root of his own is the "Fatherless Sword Gu", the blend of gold and water, and it is not an ordinary blue blood man. The extreme cold will have an impact, but it is definitely not as big as he imagined.

The two of them had their own ulterior motives, guarding against each other and hidden dangers, and quickly went down.

After a while, the two of them stopped at the same time and looked behind them.

In their minds, just at the edge of their own sensing, a strong enough blood to flow into the sky. The sharp knife intent cuts off the spreading spirit without concealing its existence.

"Mad Sword Su Meng!" Their minds also appeared, as if they could imagine the scene there.

"Mad Knife" Su Meng was wearing a black outfit, and after taking one hand, he carried a long sword in the other hand, walking slowly and proudly. He seemed to follow the two of him, but he did not hide his aura and was upright. He seemed to be able to close the distance at any time and give a fatal blow, bringing great oppression.

He grasped the distance very accurately, just as the limit of his patience. One point less will lead to a counterattack, and one more point more will lead to a hiding feeling, and it is impossible to create such a clear sense of oppression, like a wolf driving the flock of sheep, waiting for the other party to be exhausted and then attack calmly.

Lan Jingtian subconsciously looked at each other with Gao Qianyuan, and wanted the other party to attack and eliminate hidden dangers, but they were not even "allies", so how could they win the fire for the other party?

Anyway, the samurai of the Golden Tent has not been found yet, Lan Jingtian calmed down and was on guard, and decided not to care about the "crazy sword" Su Meng for the time being.

The footsteps seemed to be directly trampling on Lan Jingtian's heart, making the sense of oppression more and more intense, making him unable to help gritting his teeth. "Mad Knife" Su Meng was so arrogant. This style and method simply looked at himself without anything, just waiting for the opportunity to shoot the knife, or driving him to explore the way for him!

At this moment, he stopped because there was no way ahead, and there was a pitch-black stone door, a stone door with ice crystals standing there.

What is the magic land that ends here?

Where is the Golden Banner Warrior?

Did they enter the door?
Chapter completed!