Nine Cents Refining

At the same time that Sun Hao was flying in the direction of the true demon, the king of Gewang also took the team and quickly killed the past in the direction of the true devil.

With the geek king, the strength of the team has increased greatly, and even the fear is not so much to catch up with the true demon. Therefore, the speed of the team is very fast.

Of course, the avoidance also needs to be avoided.

The body of Gexu Wang has also become smaller. He is usually with Sun Hao. He directly reduces his body and does not become something else. However, what is interesting is that after he became smaller, his chest was tied. The root tie is complemented by the scarf of the bridesmaid.

There are three distracted monks in the ranks, and the speed has reached their limit.

After chasing for more than a month, the true demon monk's atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, but the distance is still far away, and the gods are vast and vast, which is also reasonable.

After more than a month, the team took a break.

The bridesmaid asked the question that was of great concern to her heart: "Gui Wang, how is the situation in the hill now?"

Gewang Wang smiled slightly and reached out slightly. The sky blue ball appeared in the palm of his hand, and the scenery inside began to ripple.

Sun Hao just killed a corpse at this time, and his heart was slightly stunned, as if there were a pair of eyes in the air and looked at himself.

Quickly converge on the momentum, put away the agarwood, Sun Hao quietly stood in the wilderness.

The scenery above the geeks of the dynasty is getting clearer and clearer. Seeing Sun Hao in the blink of an eye, suddenly, like a stone thrown into the squad of the singular king, the ripples are again rippling, and the mirror on the ball Suddenly blurred again.

Gewang Wang gave a slight glimpse and said in his mouth: "Who is making a ghost?"

The wrist vibrates, the light on the ball shines, and the scenery begins to clear again.

At this time, in a room with a spiritual word, Qing Lao’s eyes glimpsed a little and looked at the sky, and said in his mouth: “This seat is here, a word of heaven, what can you see?”

After that, my eyes closed and I started to practice myself.

The squad of the vain king swayed a few times, without any signs, faint, and the light converges.

Gewang Wang was shocked and screamed in his mouth: "How is it possible?"

The bridesmaid asked in surprise: "What happened to Gewang Wang? What happened to the hill?"

The face of Gewang Wang showed a horrified expression on his face. He said: "There is a strong existence that hides the secret. I can't feel the specific situation of the hill. However, you can rest assured that the hill has been separated from the bones and the killer is in us. Behind you, slowly chase."

The woman gave a sigh of relief and said, "So, do we need to wait for him to keep up?"

After a little indulging, Gewang Wang said: "That is not necessary. We should rush to the door of the Halloween Palace as soon as possible, waiting for the Halloween Palace to open. If the hills catch up, naturally go in together. If we miss it, we can only wait for us to come out. Among the gods and devils, the grass is very rare, but within the Palais, the chances are much greater."

The female sighed and whispered: "Unfortunately, the hill is likely to be unable to catch up with the team. I remember that he said that it is best to refine the site, the best effect, but now, it can only be collected first. ”

The king of Gewang groaned and asked a little doubt: "Is there still such a statement? The Panhe Grand Master did not tell me."

The bridesmaid smiled and looked at a few distracted monks around him. He whispered: "The hills and the Panhe Grand Master exchanged. The Panhe Grand Master recognized the viewpoint of the hill. The hill personally came in and the gods and devils. The intention to refine the magical potion at the scene."

The king of Gewang and the several distracted monks who were listening to him stayed together.

This statement of the bridesmaid is euphemistic, but everyone is a high-ranking monk of the male and female witches. It is no stranger to the pharmacy. It is almost an instant, and everyone has already understood it.

Especially Gege Ke and Geer Damu, the two couldn't help but look at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes. The original identity of the big man in the hill was actually a tribal master. This position is very lofty. It is no wonder that the rites give His rank is so high, the actual identity, within the tribe, is enough to rank in the top ten.

Gewang Wang also never imagined that the Xiaoshan Mountain would become a great master who would make the Panhe Grand Masters feel uncomfortable. This is somewhat different from what he expected.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, Gewang Wang said: "We still move on. In any case, it is better to get the sacred grass than to have no sacred grass. If the true demon has a way to open the Halloween, we will be late. Yes, I missed the opportunity in vain."

The team stayed a little, did not continue to wait for the hills, and once again on the road, along the passage of the true demon monk, to the wilderness, quickly go further.

Sun Hao stood quietly in the wilderness, feeling the sudden sneak peek, but after a few moments of effort, this feeling disappeared without a trace.

Sun Hao carefully observed and carefully realized that after half a ring, it was confirmed that the voyeurism had receded, and the heart could not help but be slightly stunned. It is unknown. Who is this? Why do you have to look at your own movements, and why you have to quit halfway, not knowing where to go.

After thinking for a long time, I have no choice but to take it. Sun Hao no longer thinks about it. The body is slightly swayed, and the Eight Winds and Swords are driven. A popular technique quickly pops out into the wilderness.

No matter who wants to observe themselves, a few winds go down, their position changes greatly, and the other side has to spend a certain amount of hands and feet to find themselves.

At the end of the wind, Sun Hao has already ran out of the distance, and unconsciously has penetrated into the deepest part of the corpse area, and wakes up on the side of her shoulders, and Sun Hao whispers: "Dead Dog, help me sniff and see if the direction is wrong?"

Bianmu shrugged his nose, and the dog's head clicked: "Yes, the boss has a strong sense of direction. Going forward in this direction, you can definitely catch up with the true demon monk, but the boss, I smelled a big corpse in this direction. There should be a big guy, and, as if there is a magical medicinal scent, the big guy should guard a remedy."

Magical medicine?

Sun Hao couldn’t help but move.

Where is the gods and devils, if there is a medicine, the level must be very high. In this place, the ordinary elixir can not survive. In the legend, the elixir in the devil is rare, but each Found a strain, will be worthless.

What Sun Hao urgently needs, can help Xiaolan refine the magical creatures of the gods, because of its particularity, the possibility of appearing in the gods and devils is relatively large.

The sacred grass, as the name suggests, is the weeds born in the body after the powerful gods are fallen.

Being able to withstand the power of the gods, to absorb the nutrients of the gods and grow up, the weeds are also valuable, any kind of weeds, as long as the chance coincides, and grows in the fallen gods, it becomes a sacred grass.

Among the gods and devils, there are many powerful monks who have fallen, and there are more opportunities to grow the grass.

Of course, under normal circumstances, there is a strong presence guard around this spirit grass. The sense of smell of the pastoral has already told Sun Hao that it is a big corpse to guard this elixir~www.wuxiaspot.com~Sun Hao The body is turned into a yin wind, following the direction of the side of the animal husbandry, like flying away.

Three days later, Sun Hao saw a mountain in the distance, and the spirit could not help but be shocked.

According to the records of the classics, the most common terrain is the wilderness, black and white, which represents the wilderness of death. Because of the existence of the dead magnetic ray, ordinary mountains and rivers are difficult to exist, even if the monks intend to be in the wilderness. The middle base starts from a mountain, and will eventually turn into nothingness under the rays and the yin wind.

Once there is a mountain in the devil, there are often many unique resources in the region, because the mountain is meaning that it is probably after the demon war, the fallen one is not afraid of any harsh environment. The loss of the monk monk.

Among the topography, 陨草 is the most likely source of cultivation.

Sun Hao's speed dropped slightly and slowly approached the foothills.

The more flying, the closer, in the eyes of Sun Hao, the outline of the mountain is gradually forming, so that Sun Hao is more shocked by the shape of this mountain.

The rolling hills that are undulating for dozens of miles seem very irregular. They are not like human figures, nor are they giant beasts. However, after seriously observing Sun Hao, he suddenly discovered that this mountain is simply a human monk magnified. Countless times of huge, unspoken feet, standing flat on the boundless wilderness.

Facing Sun Hao, there are five thick toes, four huge valleys in the middle, extending to the mountains. In the distance, the high mountain peaks are actually the sections after the feet are cut off, standing straight. And up.

This is a broken mountain.

Looking at the hustle and bustle of the mountains, I think that the master of the foot may be tall and tall, and Sun Hao’s heart is incomprehensible.

This is the real demon body! (To be continued.)

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