However, these materials did not reach Xuanyuan Peng's vision. This may be the difference caused by different realms and levels. He still remembers the scene when he first entered the underground world to fight and practice, and was excited and filled with joy by the harvest from time to time.

The underground world is vast and boundless. It can be said that the size of the Yanhuang Continent is, the area of ​​the first underground world is. It can be said that it is vast and vast. While fighting, they collected all kinds of materials that can be used or sold. At night, when they were thirsty and hungry, they stopped to camp and let the wolf slaves guard the camp. They used to practice sleep instead of sleep and spend the night.

In fact, in this underground world, day and night are basically impossible to distinguish. However, the monks of Xuanmen naturally have a set of methods to calculate time. Whenever the day passes and night falls, no matter what time difference the underground world is, they can directly support a tent, raise a fire, and camp and rest.

In the exciting battle and increasing harvest, nine days passed in a flash, and the group entered the deeper space of the underground world.

The plain is gone, with steep mountains and ridges standing on the ground, and long underground rivers winding on the ground. Ghosts, souls, ghost soldiers, and ghost generals appear one after another, replacing the various underground beast rivals that were constantly fighting, becoming the new battle targets of Wang Xiong, Guo Lie and Little Wolf Nu.

This is an active underground area of ​​the underground ghost tribe. Low-level underground creatures generally cannot survive. Instead, they are more powerful underground creatures that can compete with the ghost tribe for survival space.

Wang Xiong really felt what Xuanyuan Peng said about "killing softly". Once, he and Guo Lie, with the cooperation of the little wolf slave, killed Li Po's army for the whole afternoon. It was next to a surging river. Li Po's densely packed Li Po rushed out of the river and crawled out of the underground soil. A vast white piece, like leeks, killed one after another. The two of them were sweating profusely. They were exhausted and almost submerged by the rolling Li Po.

At a critical moment, fortunately, Xuanyuan Peng, who was watching the battle, took action, and the Fire Snake Sword came out. A fire snake sword energy that lasted thousands of meters long killed tens of thousands of Li Po in an instant, shocking countless Li Pos that emerged from the river like a boil. He shrank back in disappointment and did not dare to pounce on the two of them again!

The battle is cruel, but the effect is also very obvious. The little wolf slave first achieved the promotion of demon power and rushed to the level of level 8 demon power. When the ninth day was about to end, Wang Xiong and Guo Lie also rose to the level of the eighth level. They were so happy that they couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. They hugged each other and fought hard and were exhausted before crawling back to their respective tents and fell asleep.

"I only now really understand what Senior Brother Peng said. Fighting is the true meaning of the multiplier of cultivation!" Guo Lie sighed, the increase in the power of the eighth level realm made him feel the power of the Ten Ox.

Wang Xiong deeply agreed. If Xuanyuan Peng hadn't forced them to practice hard, how could he have entered the eighth level of violent realm so quickly? Many of the poor junior brothers of the same class were still at the fifth level, and a very few of them would be complacent when they practiced to the seventh level of primary realm and thought they were talented!

And they are already at the eighth level of the primary realm!

Their treasure bags were already full of stuff and could not be stuffed. All the recent gains were collected by Xuanyuan Peng. I don’t know how big his treasure bags were, as if they were never full of stuff. No matter how much they harvested, they would urge the treasure bags and put them in one go.

Of course, Wang Xiong and Guo Lie would not doubt Xuanyuan Peng. For them, the more they pretend, the better. Otherwise, they would have to pick up all kinds of materials that kill all the corpses and blood. They would have to pick up the materials they had and put them away, and abandon many of them with little value. For them, people from poor families, no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat, and they are reluctant to throw them away.

Xuanyuan Peng's treasure bag is actually just a hundred square meters of space, and it would have been full long ago. However, he secretly stored the materials he had installed before in the Minghai Cave Heaven of the Six Paths of Buddha Stele, freeing up new space to load more various materials, herbs and other items.

He wouldn't tell them about this.

After Wang Xiong and Guo Lie fell asleep exhausted, Xuanyuan Peng's eyes suddenly opened and he secretly communicated with Jin Chan with his spirit: "Old Jin, where am I going to attack the secret realm of the Holy Fetal Realm?"

The purpose of his trip was to take the last step in the acquired realm, break the Tianling Secret Sect and impact the Holy Fetal Secret Realm! In addition, he collected materials for sale in exchange for gold and silver to repay the loan. He borrowed from Lian Hongyu and Zhang Jingzhu. The two had a good relationship with him, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his rise was unstoppable, and no one would take the initiative to force him to debt.

Therefore, he is determined to improve his realm and strength. After three years, he will face the life-and-death battle of Son Masayoshi! He must alert himself at all times and not slacken at all times!

But this underground world is dangerous and unpredictable, and the ghost clan is rampant. If you really want to retreat and sprint to the Holy Fetal Xuan Realm, if you are not careful and startle the powerful ghost clan invasion, it will be troublesome!

The golden toad had already planned and floated up from the sea of ​​darkness: "Don't panic. It will touch the power of nature and cause strange phenomena in the world. Wang Xiong and Guo Lie alone cannot guarantee the success of the Dharma protector! In order to ensure safety, it is necessary to capture the Ghost King and become your puppet slave. If there are ten ghost kings in charge, even if a powerful Shura who is passing by the Holy Fetal Realm will be alarmed, he will mistakenly think that the Ghost King is rushing to the gate and will not come to investigate!"

"What a pity that my magic flame puppet demon bottle, damn Masayoshi Son!" Xuanyuan Peng cursed hatefully. He tried a lot of hard work to kill the crystal demon. He finally improved it into a half-spirited weapon, but was forced to take it away by Masayoshi Son!

"It's okay, there is no magic bottle, you can store and release the ghost king puppet in the Nether Sea. When you rush into the secret realm of the Holy Fetal Realm and officially open up the sea of ​​consciousness in the eyebrows, you can enter your sea of ​​consciousness or seal it on your arms, which is much more convenient than now!" Jin Chan helped him out for advice. He is a ten thousand-year-old demon, and he is naturally clear.

While speaking, a message from the sword formation puppet was transmitted into Xuanyuan Peng's mind. This was the secret sword formation technique for sacrificing the ghost king puppet by blood. After accepting the ghost king puppet, it could penetrate into his soul, allowing him to instantly become familiar with the various changes of this sword formation, cooperate with other ghost king puppets to increase the power of the battle.

This is a combat secret method composed of complex formations that combine dozens of sword formations into one. The two are the Yin-Yang Sword Formation, the three are the Three-Talent Sword Formation, the four-Symbol Sword Formation, the five-Element Sword Formation, the six are the ** Sword Formation, the seven-Star Sword Formation, the eight-Stable Sword Formation, the nine-State Sword Formation, and the ten-State Sword Formation, the more powerful "Hunyuan Sword Formation"!

If the number increases, the power of the Hunyuan Sword Formation will be increased by one, which is quite powerful!

The array refining technique must be an innate master in the Holy Fetal Secret Realm to refine and set up magic circles. What the Golden Toad hit him was not asking him to refine the magic circles, but a memory imprint of the sword formation, allowing him to penetrate into the soul of the captured ghost king puppet!

Xuanyuan Peng carefully browsed the essence of this combination of sword formations as the number increased, and he was about to sprint to the Xuan Realm of Holy Fetality. In the future, he must learn and master the elixirs of the innate realm. He would like to learn and master any new knowledge.

Knowledge is power! This sentence goes nowhere to go! Which of the great masters who practice the mysterious world and master the creation of good fortune is not a stunning and beautiful person?

The nearby ghost creatures, those who were killed and those who survived were afraid of being killed, fled to the distance and did not dare to show their heads. The little wolf slave guarded the camp with vigilance.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Peng, who closed his eyes and understood the information of the sword formation, opened his eyes suddenly, swayed, jumped out of the tent, appeared next to the fire, looking into the mountains toward the northwest.

He faintly heard some shocking sounds of fighting! Could it be that there are cultivators from other sects in this area besides him?

"Peng!" The sound of air exploding from the air suddenly started, shaking the ground trembled slightly. From a distance, a powerful spiritual weapon rose into the sky, and more than a dozen screams came from the wind.

It seemed that the fierce battle suddenly sacrificed a powerful magic weapon, causing considerable damage!

"What happened?" Wang Xiong and Guo Lie were also awakened, flashed out of the tent, and put on long robes. The little wolf slave suddenly rushed to Xuanyuan Peng's feet, looking vigilantly towards the direction of the airflow bursting.

"Shh, silence!" Xuanyuan Peng shouted in a low voice, rolled up his sleeves, put three tents into his sleeves, put them into the treasure bag, a palm wind shaking the fire, took the lead, and flew towards the fierce fighting place. Wang Xiong, Guo Lie and Xiaolangnu hurriedly followed him, like several gusts of wind, and rushed over quickly.

After running for about several miles, turning a valley, Xuanyuan Peng suddenly stopped his foot, hid in a huge rock on the rock wall, and quietly leaned forward.

In a valley, a large group of ghost soldiers gathered, and the lowest strength was the level nine ghost general, with about thousands of people standing on white bones fighting halberds, forming a huge encirclement.

There were actually ten ghost kings in the circle, besieging a short human monk. The bone sword energy roared sharply, like thousands of ghosts crying together, attacking violently like a storm!

A huge halo was hanging on the head of the short monk, bursting with thousands of innate spiritual light, forming a powerful body-protecting light column, firmly protecting his body. He waved a sword energy, and fought back without being outdone. The sword energy turned into a sharp horse training, and it actually shone with the big star phantoms from time to time, with amazing momentum!
Chapter completed!