There are more than a dozen people in the entire team, and the high-level cultivation level of the Black Boy Son Immortal Master Realm is not considered the highest level. There are also two old men with the peak cultivation level of the Immortal Master Realm. {3w.

However, in the Red Refining Mountains, especially in Zhongluo Canyon where poisonous insects and miasma are everywhere, the Black Boy is undoubtedly the strongest. Therefore, he said that he regarded himself as a leader, and no one expressed his objection. Even the two old men with peak cultivation level at the Immortal Master Realm kept silent.

Anyway, this is just a temporary team. After training in the valley, they go their own way after they come out... Moreover, even this so-called leader has no binding force, so there is no need to have a rigorous relationship with the black boy because of this.

Seeing this, the black boy showed a satisfied expression on his face and said:

"Who fellow Taoist who has flying magic weapons? If he is willing to contribute, this practice proposes that the spoils obtained from this trip can be selected first. If the flying magic weapons are damaged, the spoils income will be compensated first, and the remaining ones will be distributed equally. Can a fellow Taoist oppose it?"

"This is a recognized practice. If this treasure is used for the entire team, if it is damaged, the team should of course be compensated. Otherwise, where will anyone be willing to contribute to the team?"

This time, no one objected, and everyone nodded, obviously they all knew this.

"There is a wind wheel here in this cultivation, which may be useful. If more than a dozen of us take turns to input mana, as long as it is not activated at full speed, it should be able to sail continuously without consuming spirit stones. Now, the cultivation is willing to take it out for everyone to use. I wonder if there is any fellow Taoist who has treasures that are more suitable for use than the cultivation?"

The person who spoke was one of the two old men with the peak level of cultivation. He stretched out his hand and saw an existence similar to a windmill wheel in front of him, which was only the size of a palm, floating and rotating in front of him.

The old man pinched the magic trick in his hand and played a rune.

call!

The wind wheel immediately rose in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it soared to seven or eight meters high. Above the wind wheel, you can see rune fluctuations and the laws of wind elements flow.

You can sail long distances without consuming spirit stones... This is definitely extremely tempting. This also determines the value of this rapid-moving magic weapon.

Most monks' lives go on adventures everywhere and often have to travel long distances. This kind of rapid practice magic weapon is very practical and popular.

Some of the other monks immediately had their eyes shining, showing an envious look.

The old man stroked his beard lightly and looked contented.

"The only disadvantage of this wind wheel is that it cannot fly high altitudes, but can only fly low altitudes. If you move quickly against the ground, you can save at least half of your mana consumption. Moreover, it can cope with the attacks of monks in the Immortal Realm and has good protection."

The old man sighed. It seemed that he was talking about the shortcomings of wind wheels, but for the monks present, this is not an exaggeration.

Being able to cope with the attacks of cultivators at the level of Immortal Master Realm... This means that with this wind wheel, even if you are attacked by cultivators at the level of Great Immortal Master Realm, you can have the opportunity to escape. For everyone with the cultivation level of the Immortal Master Realm, the temptation power is much stronger than a simple fast-moving magic weapon. Because this means that it is a life-saving treasure.

Lin Yihang didn't care much at first. However, when he looked at the runes waving on the wind wheel, his eyes flashed, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The old man's wind wheels are so high, so naturally other monks don't have better treasures.

The wind wheel looked seven or eight meters high from the outside, but it was burned with the law of space, and the internal space was several times larger. More than a dozen people went in, and there was no feeling of crowding. They found a place to sit cross-legged, making it comfortable.

Even among this wind wheel, there were several orc servants who served tea and water, and served attentively.

"Fox Girl... Fellow Daoist Lan is so lucky and so powerful!" Someone immediately had an envious tone.

The fox girl is not very strong, but it is very popular in many places in the human race. Most of the cultivation families like to raise fox girls, which are used to serve tea and water, and serve customers, which will be very respectful.

The advantage of the fox girl is not that she has strength, but that she has charming appearance and versatility.

This old man surnamed Lan has a mere Immortal Master realm. It is rare to have a wind wheel. He even raises a fox girl... It seems that it is not just an ordinary casual cultivator as he said, but he must have a background.

The old man showed off treasures one after another, and perhaps he had the intention of revealing his identity. This would make everyone more worried during the adventure and dare not make any decisions about him.

It is not uncommon for such a temporary team to turn against each other for the sake of profit when entering a dangerous place like Zhongluo Canyon.

Sure enough, the other monks seemed to have thought of this, and looked at the old man with even more fear. Even the black boy couldn't help but look at him twice.

The old man achieved his goal, laughed casually, walked to a formation map first, and covered it with his hands.

"I'll come first!"

As he said that, the mana input was input, and immediately, a buzzing sound was heard, and the wind wheel was spinning at an extremely fast speed, quickly escaping into the mountains and forests.

From a distance, a large wind wheel, seven or eight meters high, was rotating rapidly, almost moving forward rapidly against the top of the forest. Wherever you pass, it was unstable and moved with the outline of the mountain. It was extremely fast and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

...

About two hours later, a huge wind wheel flew past the top of the tree, and when it approached, it rotated at a high speed and stopped in the air.

Buzz!

The wind wheel landed, and a ray of light spit out more than a dozen people, so it was Lin Yihang and his journey.

"Hahaha, thanks to Fellow Daoist Lin this time, otherwise it would be really not so easy to get out by those group of ogre ants."

"Yes! Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Lin was actually a fire-type cultivator, and he was hidden... This time, our group in Zhongluo Canyon canyon can improve by 10%!"

Everyone was smiling, looking at Lin Yihang's expression with respect.

The strong are respected... This is the naked law in the cultivation world.

It turned out that while the wind wheel was moving, it was mistakenly passing through a Jedi and encountered two groups of ogre ants fighting each other. It was taken over and was entangled with a small group of ogre ants separated... It was said to be a small group, but in fact it was as many as thousands. Moreover, each ogre ants were equivalent to the cultivation level of the Immortal Realm, small in size and sharp attacks... It caused great trouble to everyone.

Finally, Lin Yihang took action at a critical moment, sacrificing a flame, boiling a road in the ogre ants colony, and the boiling wind wheelbarrow fled to death...

Lin Yihang was therefore mistakenly considered a fire monk. He just smiled at this point and did not explain anything.

There are many poisonous insects and miasma and flames in Zhongluo Canyon, and they are almost the nemesis of various poisonous insects. Although they cannot be compared with those who are good at controlling poisonous insects like Black Boy, there is certain that they have an advantage over ordinary monks in this Zhongluo Canyon.

Most poisonous insects are afraid of flames. Even if it is miasma, as long as the flame is powerful enough, it can be burned.

The only regret is that if the flames of the commander drive away poisonous insects or miasma, the mana consumption will definitely be very serious and cannot be persisted for a long time. Therefore, although everyone is optimistic about Lin Yihang, they still pin their greatest hope on the black boy.

"When entering Zhongluo Canyon in front, this wind wheel is not available. The Red Snake King is extremely cunning and good at hiding. The wind wheel wheel is so big that it will only scare it away."

The old man surnamed Lan put away his wind wheel.

"This Zhongluo Canyon is not small, and the Red Snake Refining King is rare. Can a boy fellow Taoist have a way to lock its position?" someone asked.

"Don't worry! Since this cultivator is here in a team, how could he not be prepared? You fellow Taoists just follow the cultivator."

The black boy did not refuse at this time and turned his head to look at Lin Yihang, "After entering the canyon, there were many poisonous insects. In order to avoid unnecessary damage, I would like to invite the rear of the Daoist Lin to avoid unnecessary damage."

"good!"

Lin Yihang nodded and refused.

With his cultivation level, there is no difference between front and back... Anyway, it is impossible to expect these juniors from the Immortal Master realm to protect him.

The black boy took a big step and walked towards the canyon first.

Zhongluo Canyon, said to be a canyon, is actually similar to a basin, like a huge bell being turned upside down on the ground. There are ancient rumors in the area that a long time ago, a god bell fell from the sky and smashed a huge canyon between the mountains, so it was named Zhongluo Canyon.

Of course, this is just a rumor. Later, some monks came here to investigate based on these rumors. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the entire canyon has been turned over many times. Not to mention the Divine Bell, there was no sign of it. In the end, it was naturally left alone, and no one was interested in this rumor again.

However, the terrain here looks like an upside down god bell, which is true.

Entering the canyon, it is immediately submerged in the dense jungle, surrounded by dense bushes; under the feet, the thick fallen leaves carry a rotten atmosphere; the sunlight can only cast mottled shadows through the rich leaves; the weather is stuffy, and the smell of humid and steaming on the ground is drilling into the nostrils...

Nearby, there were constant sounds of insects. In the distance, there were constant sounds of unknown beasts, filling the entire environment with a terrifying aura.

There was no longer anyone talking in the team, and everyone was on guard against each other.

call out!

Suddenly, the black boy raised his hand and a wind blade sank into the bushes next to him.

clatter!

As the leaves swayed and fell, a black shadow fell. It was a dark green snake that was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground. The front half of the body immediately jumped up, revealing its hideous fangs and biting towards the black boy's ankle.

Bang!

The black boy raised his foot and stepped on the dark green snake to the ground with one foot. The snake's head was scattered, and his body twisted for a few times, and then he never moved again.

"Hey! Stupid!"

The black boy said lightly. Their group of people are very powerful. If they are some low-level monsters, their spiritual intelligence is just starting to start, they have a sense of self-protection and fear, and they will attack them on their own initiative. Only these little snakes that are not even monsters can not see the situation clearly and attack randomly... The final outcome will naturally lead to a tragic death on the spot. (To be continued...)

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