However, the evil god of flame frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Although this plan is feasible, the one who takes action must not wait, and even have no contact with the Talisman Refining Association. Otherwise, Meng Fei would be shocked and suspicious. If he startled the snake, it would be difficult to lure him out in the future."

Wu Santong nodded. This person who took action should really think about it carefully.

Seeing this, Fu Xuehong smiled proudly, but on the surface he was extremely humble and did not dare to show any trace. He stepped forward and said, "Master, the disciple has a choice in his heart. I wonder if Master is willing to consider it?"

"Speak up quickly." Wu Santong was undoubtedly extremely satisfied with Fu Xuehong this time, and his voice was even more gentle.

Fu Xuehong smiled and said, "Ancient Temple Sect."

Wu Santong looked at each other with the flame evil god, and at the same time he smiled, saying, "Yes, this ancient temple sect has had a marriage with Meng Fei. As long as we secretly know it, they must know how to do it."

"In this way, Meng Fei will never doubt us. At that time, I only need to closely monitor the green lotus and wait for the rabbit. As long as Meng Fei appears, he will definitely die!

However, in order to paralyze this person, the branch search should not be stopped, so as not to make the person notice something strange."

The evil god of flame nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Wu Santong, it is really enviable that you have such a clever and resourceful disciple."

Wu Santong laughed loudly when he heard this. The problem of his worries was resolved at this moment, which made the old monster feel very happy. Naturally, he rewarded Fu Xuehong with great rewards and attacked the spiritual weapons and treasures, which attracted the envy of the practitioners.

Fu Xuehong was overjoyed and retreated to the lower head, showing a resentment on her face.

Meng Fei, I have prepared a butcher knife for you, let’s see if you can avoid this time...

Luotianzong, Tianranju.

Yu Qinghe sat in her hand, her face was sad, her eyes were red, and she was so moaning that she was so adorable.

"Brother Meng, what should I do? What should I do? The ancient temple sect came to ask for marriage and asked me. Although the master disagreed, the head teacher had nodded. What should Yu Qinghe do?

Brother Meng, where are you? Why haven’t you come back yet?” Tears fell from the fragrant cheeks, soaked in the sleeves, and scratched into your mouth, feeling bitter.

Alone in this Luotian Sect, no one can rely on... Brother Meng is not here, and Yu Qinghe has no choice in the face of the ancient temple sect's proposal and the orders of the head sect... The little girl thought about breaking herself, but she always hoped that Meng Fei could come and rescue her.

"I will not die for the time being. When I get married for the last day, if Brother Meng doesn't come, Qinghe will break up... I believe that in the future, when Brother Meng comes back, I will definitely avenge me... You all those who force me and want to hurt me will not be able to escape."

...

Jiang Biehe, the blood relative of the great elder of the ancient temple sect, is about to become a festive ceremony with the third elder of Luotian Sect Guiguzi, the beloved disciple of Fairy Yu Qinghe. Half a month later, the Luotian Sect Mountain Gate will hold a ceremony to form a Taoist couple.

Whether it is the Ancient Temple Sect or the Luotian Sect, they are all powerful sects, and there are perverted and powerful cultivators in charge. This marriage naturally caused shock to countless practitioners and speculated about the meaning they represented.

This news spread far away with the help of someone interested, and became a topic of discussion among countless practitioners in the entire cultivation world...

The millions of miles of deep mountains and rivers are incredible. If there is no need, no one will be willing to get close.

But in this place where people are rarely visited and poisonous monsters and monsters are rampant, countless treasures have grown, which are endless benefits for practitioners.

Therefore, although the death may be extremely great, practitioners have come one after another for countless years, using their lives to gain fortune in the future.

At this moment, on the edge of this deep mountain and siege, several practitioners moved forward carefully.

The leader of these people was a green-robed goatee with a long beard, with thin body and an old appearance, with only a pair of eyes shining brightly.

This old Taoist is a master with a cultivation level of eighth stages of life and death. Behind him are five young disciples, who are full of vitality and are obviously not old. However, his cultivation level is the weakest and has the level of creation. The strongest is already at the ninth stage of creation. It is only half a step away from the realm of life and death.

"Wait and listen. Although this deep mountain and large siege area has been investigated by countless practitioners, several safe places have been found. Just like the area we are currently in, this matter is not absolute. In the past, high-level monsters have caused injuries, so you must be careful and not be careless.

Remember, if an accident occurs, the five of you will turn around and leave immediately. I will stay for you to stop and gather at the place where you are settled." The old man spoke in a deep voice, his voice solemn...

"Yes, uncle!" The five young practitioners spoke respectfully.

The old man nodded with satisfaction. These five people were hopes for his Qiankun Sect to rise again. Otherwise, the senior brother of the sect would not value them so much. Before he could break into the realm of life and death, he would have to leave the seclusion and lead them to find the agave sage.

This object is a spiritual herb that is unique to the deep mountains and lakes. Before the creation level practitioner breaks through the realm of life and death, he swallows it and refines the medicinal power, which can temper the practitioner's body, expand and stabilize the meridians, and after entering the realm of life and death, his cultivation will be stable, and his cultivation will also be more successful in the future.

Cultivators can only achieve success by accumulating over time. Any small progress will form a huge gap in strength after a long period of superposition.

However, the use of agave grass has a time limit. It must be swallowed within half an hour after collection, otherwise the effect of the medicine will be dispersed and the spirit grass will dry up and have no medicine.

If it weren't for this, the head of Qiankun Sect would not have sent five outstanding disciples to this dangerous place.

The old man looked cautious. With his late stage of life and death cultivation, he might be considered a master, but in this deep mountains and lakes, he still had to be careful. If he was not careful, he might lose his life, especially the five juniors behind him, which would not be lost.

"I hope this time the fortune is better and I can get the agave without any changes." The old man sighed in his heart, looked at the excited look of his five nephews eager to try, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

They are still too young and don’t know where the deep mountains and siege are. Every inch of the land here has long been soaked in the blood of the practitioners.

The group of people from Qiankun Gate moved forward cautiously, headed by the old man, and a treasure on his head emitted a little bit of inspiration, but it played a role in isolating the breath.

"Uncle Master, the spirit exploration plate is bright!" Among the five juniors, the ninth stage cultivator of the Creation Realm spoke in surprise, but his voice was extremely low.

The old man was slightly happy, and he saw that his fortune was good at home and gained something so quickly. He whispered: "Be careful, where there are spiritual herbs and treasures, there are monsters in the city. Don't be careless about something wrong... Follow me closely, let's look here carefully."

After a while, looking at the dark green grass hidden in the weed pile with star-spotted dragon scales on it, the old man and others showed joy at the same time.

But at this moment, a roar suddenly came from a distance.

The old man's body was instantly stiff, and he didn't care about collecting the agave grass in front of him. He raised his hand and made a spell to stimulate the treasure on his head, so that he could use all his strength to hide his whereabouts to avoid being involved.

"It's so troublesome! How could such a high-level monster appear in this place? I just hope that the practitioners who angered this monster can lead it away quickly, but don't involve us." The old Taoist heartbeats like a drum.

"Fifth grade! This monster is at least at the fifth grade level!"

Several disciples of Qiankun Sect looked at the old man with ugly expressions and understood that the situation was critical. They suddenly turned pale, but they did not dare to make any sound in their mouths.

Two auras, one in front and one behind, are coming quickly, but the direction is somewhat different from them, and they should not be affected.

The old man felt a little relieved, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly surged and he showed endless fear.

The escaping practitioners in front of him actually sensed their breath and suddenly turned toward him and came straight to him.

"Escape!" The old man instantly understood in his heart that the cultivator wanted to lead the water to the east in order to escape safely. This kind of thing is not rare in the mountains and rivers, otherwise the old man would not have stimulated all the effects of the treasure first.

The voice fell, and the man caught the five disciples behind him with his backhand, turned around and fled to another direction.

However, the cultivator behind obviously had already hit them, and at this moment he turned sharply and chased after him... With this person's speed, he had exceeded the Qiankun Sect in just a few breaths.

"Haha, the monster behind me, please ask you to resist it, let me say goodbye first." The cultivator laughed, then waved his sleeves, and a powerful force condensed in the void, blocking the practitioners of Qiankun Sect.

roar!

A raging roar came out, and the monster chased for a long time and failed to kill the human cultivator. At this moment, seeing several people in the Qiankun Sect, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he wanted to tear the bodies of these people into pieces and swallow them completely to relieve his hatred.

"Damn human, die for me." The monster said something, and his palms of more than a meter-long size fell like a palm fan, and the sound of breaking through the air instantly resounded.
Chapter completed!