"Look, there are formations on the ground!" Someone searched everywhere and found something by chance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

There are dense stone forests in the stone cave, and countless array patterns are hidden in the gaps, made of countless immortal texts carved from large and small. Everyone seemed to have discovered a new continent, and carefully searched and found more array patterns. They used magic to clean the stone forest, and found that endless spiritual energy seemed to be seeping out of the ground.

"Can the remains of the ancient demon be sealed into the ground?" someone immediately said in surprise.

The remains of the monster beast are rare treasures in a thousand years. People are eager to seize treasures, and now some impatient monks use magic weapons to slash towards the ground. Some people vaguely think it is inappropriate, but they can't resist the greed in their hearts and want to see what is hidden underground.

Suddenly, a green lightning shot out from the ground. A monk who was using magic weapons was touched just a little and immediately turned into annihilation powder. He didn't even have time to scream. Everyone was shocked and flew into the air. Before they could understand what was going on, the entire cave had rumbling, the earth was shaking, and countless cracks were cracked on the ground, as if thunderstorms that destroyed the world were storms and lightning burst out from the ground, covering all the monks.

"ah!!"

Some people turned into ashes directly, which was quite lucky. Some were instantly cut off half of their body, unable to die for a while, and they fell to the ground and cried out loudly. More people were hit by the strange green lightning, their bodies were trembling and bleeding from their seven orifices, their faces were hideous and terrifying, and their cultivation was burned by lightning, and a hundred years of hard practice was destroyed.

Huang Tianjiao had the highest cultivation level among all the people, barely avoiding the deadly lightning. In his horror, he suddenly discovered that the entire stone cave had turned into a huge lightning sphere, and the eyes were filled with green light. It was like the hell of Hell, constantly devouring the lives of the monks.

Huang Tianjiao saw a powerful monk with a mid-stage cultivation level in Qi Hai ruthlessly chased by seven or eight lightning bolts, and finally died safely. On the other hand, some monks found that their only exit was also blocked by lightning, and they frantically tried to break through the stone wall, but attracted more lightning. After the green light flashed, only a few remaining bodies were left.

"Yang Hu, I am different from you!" Huang Tianjiao's magic power was exhausted, and red light burst out from his body as if he was about to tear the heaven and earth apart! After only a few breaths, the green lightning in the cave became more and more powerful, slowly covering up the magic of the monks and swallowing them.

...

At the same time, the entire Baidu Valley was shaking, the mountains collapsed and the ground was broken, and the ground fell one by one. The clear sky was filled with continuous thunders, which made people frightened. When the earth was cracked, magma flashed from time to time. Everyone present had good cultivation. They could see many complex and difficult-to-understand immortal writings burst out, and the murderous intent was everywhere, making people feel cold on their backs. Qin Emperor and other monks flew into the air early and heard the momentum, flew into the air, looking at the strange phenomena in Baidu Valley, and were worried and uneasy.

"Is it the ancient formation that has such a momentum!"

"It seems that there is a secret treasure in the cave, but it is a place where there is no life... The young man Yang Hu did not lie."

"Which senior left the secret treasure? Could it be that Huang Tianjiao and others will be trapped to death today?"

Everyone's faces were gloomy and sunny, and they were all a little scared. The power of such a formation was unheard of. The people inside were afraid that there would be many good fortunes. Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Qin Emperor. Do so many monks below died?

"The formation is mysterious, it's in vain for us to take action,"

Qin Huang's face was solemn. He frowned and stared at the violent aura that was gushing out from the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen such formations in ancient books. They use the ancient methods of the demon clan. Unless a powerful person comes, they will be broken from the outside. I can only hope that the fellow Taoists below will avoid the eyes of the killing array and break out."

Everyone was speechless when they heard this. There were many people who were deeply trapped in the formation. At this moment, they could only leave it to fate. Chen Hai's face was pale and cold sweat was flowing. Chen Hai did not enter the cave because of his insufficient cultivation. At this moment, when he saw this doomsday scene, his legs were trembling, and he did not notice that there were few people missing in the crowd.

It is dozens of miles away from Baipo Valley.

Yang Xiu walked forward with his feet on the flying sword. Meng Lu sat on the back of the puppet giant eagle, turned his head and looked at the bald head on the other side curiously. The monk Jingyuan followed Yang Xiu with a Zen Staff, with a solemn look on his face.

"Master Yang, you really haven't gotten the treasure from the stone mountain? Even a piece of debris or an unknown spiritual herb can do. The little monk has a deep understanding of the world's rare treasures, so I can identify them for you." Monk Jingyuan stared at Yang Xiu, his eyes as if he was about to penetrate Yang Xiu's robe and see his body.

Yang Xiu rolled his eyes angrily. The monk did not enter the stone mountain with the abbot of Miaoshan Temple, but instead left Baipo Valley with Yang Xiu. It seemed that he had a secret treasure hidden on Yang Xiu. He chatted all the way, leaving Yang Xiu speechless.

"If you don't follow the abbot to go to the stone mountain to seize treasures, what treasures can you find here."

"It's not true. There are crises everywhere in the stone mountain, and there are so many seniors. The monk's cultivation is low and he will definitely go but not return. Last time he met Brother Yang and woke up by my master. The monk always felt that we had a vulgar relationship and had bounds with each other."

"Get out! I'm a straight man!"

"Straight man? This statement is unique. Brother Yang is indeed very talented. Now Brother Yang is born in Ziguang and has great luck. But what secret treasure is there for the young monk to appreciate?"

Yang Xiu had no choice but to drive the flying sword to speed up to Qincheng. But a moment later, a terrifying wave came from behind him, and the wild dense forest rustled, and birds and beasts flew in shock!

The monk Jingyuan, who followed closely behind, looked back at the direction of Baidu Valley, muttering words, and his expression was solemn. Yang Xiu's five senses were extremely sensitive, and he vaguely heard "Serious, good, abbot, you have fulfilled your merits, don't worry. Jingyuan must take care of Miaoshan Temple properly, and the incense is strong. Don't come back, I will burn incense to you every day..."

Even though he had long seen the shamelessness of this monk, Yang Xiu almost fell into the woods and turned around and left without saying a word.

...

The Baihua Valley was mutated and the wilderness was shocked. A total of more than a hundred monks participated in this treasure exploration operation, including Huang Tianjiao, five great monks above the Qihai period. The rest were all powerful disciples of each sect, and none of them escaped, all of whom were sinking into the Hundred Poison Valley!

The local abnormal movement gradually subsided, and Qin Huang and others walked into the stone mountain tentatively. Everything in front of them shocked everyone: more than 100 monks were left with only some charred remains, and more people were wiped out, and they ended up with no bones left!

The hundreds of fallen monks were all the main war tribes in the wilderness. They both made efforts to attack Ningguo openly and secretly, and their relationship with the Twelve Villages of Qincheng, which always advocated neutrality. But after all, they were the backbone of more than one hundred monsters. They all fell here within an instant. The monsters in the wilderness were shocked, and Qincheng asked to give an explanation. For a time, the peaceful and tranquil Qincheng was about to come, and the air was filled with tension.

The culprit of this incident, Yang Xiu, was sitting in a big restaurant and tasting delicious food and wine. It seemed that there was no pressure on the incident. However, Yang Xiu looked at the guy opposite Zhuo and thought to himself that if you were not here, I would be in a better mood.

Monk Jingyuan has one chicken leg and one wine glass. Judging from his skillful movements, it is obviously not the first time he has been a wine monk.

"Brother Yang, don't be polite. The beggar chicken in this restaurant is a masterpiece of Qincheng. You have eaten it. Come on, let's drink a drink together!"

"I paid for this banquet. You came here without invitation. Why do you look like you treat me now?" Yang Xiu said word by word, his voice floating like a fairy in the clouds.

"Why is Brother Yang so secular? He just likes to enjoy the meat and wine. Why should he stick to whom he pays for it? I am a monk who never brings money when he goes out. Brother Yang doesn't know."

Meng Lu, who was sitting opposite Monk Jingyuan, couldn't stand it, so he snatched the duck-selling plate and placed it in front of him, glaring at the monk fiercely, "Monkey Wine and Meat, don't keep the precepts, hum!"

Monk Jingyuan didn't care, so he raised his hand to ask for another duck. After that, he smiled at Meng Lu, wiped the oil stains on his mouth and sat at the table, resting his face as solemn, making Meng Lu keep muttering "shameless" and "too thick-skinned"!

Along the way, Yang Xiu has been observing the monk carefully. He didn't believe it if the other party followed him and beat Yang Xiu to death without any purpose. But the two have known each other for only a few days, and they only met once. Why did the other party pick on him and pester him today and refuse to leave?

Yang Xiu's eyes fluttered, his heart moved, he glanced at the monk with a deep meaning, and said, "Is Master Ling's body okay? Yang hasn't seen the old man for a few days, so he misses him a little."

Jingyuan looked up at Yang Xiu, smiled and said nothing. Yang Xiu knew this and thought to himself that it was indeed related to that old man.

The old man's identity is unknown, but the mechanical puppet technique is definitely at the top. Yang Xiu never underestimates himself, but the puppets he made are indeed not enough to see in front of the old man. Yang Xiu didn't know how an old man who often wears Taoist robes would have a monk apprentice, but both of them agreed with this matter, and it should be correct.

Thinking of what happened before, Yang Xiuxin said, was it because the old man also knew about the Baipo Valley and sent Monk Jingyuan to follow him?

Yang Xiu was sure that even if the monster clan suffered heavy losses and was angry, the other party might not dare to take action in Qincheng. At least there shouldn't be any old monsters to make things difficult for him. The painting of Yang Xiu's two brothers, the two brothers, who fought against Huang Junhuangqi in the Baipo Valley Stone Mountain was the broken magic weapon obtained from Situ Yong. Over the past, Yang Xiu studied several damaged magic weapons day and night, and finally restored the scroll before leaving Luanshi Village.

Compared with real magic weapons, this mountain and river map has no power among ten, but it is enough to suppress the attacks of most magical instruments. Except for those big monsters with high cultivation, Yang Xiu, the enemy of the same level, is not afraid at all.
Chapter completed!