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Chapter 120 The Sky Is Overcast and Ghosts Cry, The Night Rain is Bloody(2/2)

It is actually an out-and-out sinister place...

While he was thinking about it in his mind, Luo Xian's lead boat suddenly shook slightly, as if he finally touched something thick and solid.

Then there was another clear bell ringing, after three rings.

Everyone in the cabin gradually got out of the lead boat and landed on a vast, dark wilderness.



"The leader of the sect has an order. Anyone who can hunt for him either Yinma or Human Face Zhi will be recorded with three hundred merits, eight thousand talismans, eight medium-level Taoist arts, and three liang of chalcedony... There is no limit to the upper limit.

, the more the merrier!”

In Luo Xian's boat, a Taoist from the deacon's room burst into laughter:

"Brothers, this is a great opportunity to make a fortune! If you can make a fortune here, you will be safe and happy for the rest of your life!

Even if everyone doesn’t want to experience the hardships of practice in the cold and summer, if you get this money, whether you go to the water, the sky, the clouds, or the elixir to smoke the abyss, you are still a master!

Now or never!

I also hope that all the brothers and sisters will be energetic and forge ahead! Forge ahead!"

He said these words very loudly and impassionedly.

As for the monks on the field, except for a few who had a more frivolous temperament, their faces showed slight joy and they bared their teeth and smiled.

The rest of them all had their faces as sinking as water and did not say a word.

Needless to say, there is no need to mention the dangers of the Abyss. Those who are willing to come here are all thinking of risking their lives.

Although the goods promised by Ai Jian, the leader of the Xuanzhen sect, are good, they must have a life before they can get them and enjoy them.

Precious foreign medicines such as Yinma and Renmianzhi can only exist in areas with strong Yin energy.

The land where they all stand now, although it is also an abyss, is still the shallow layer of the outer circle.

Even if I scrape the ground for three feet, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a single leaf of Renmian Zhi...

"Fat Lu, stop talking nonsense here! It's the old man who is struggling to survive in this abyss, not you? How easy it is to say it?! How easy is it to get the gift from the leader of the faction?!"

A red-browed Foundation Establishment Taoist sneered and shouted in a deep voice:

"If you make me lose my temper, don't even think about flying out of the cave in a lead boat. You can suffer here with everyone else!"

As soon as these words came out, many people burst into laughter.

In Luo Xian's boat, the Taoist priest from the deacon's room wanted to make more noise and mobilize. At this time, he could only laugh helplessly, and his voice was quite embarrassing.

"Since all the brothers and sisters are aware of this, I will not waste any more words... In half a year, I will drive the lead boat again and come here to bring you back to the sect.

Remember! Remember! Never forget the moment. Once you miss it, you may be trapped in this abyss for the rest of your life!"

A final sound came from Luo Xian's lead boat, and it slowly flew into the air.

In just a few breaths of time, he managed to break through the numerous obstacles, and when the light moved, he disappeared without a trace.

After the boat left, the faces of the cultivators who stayed in Diyuan all had different expressions.

For example, the Qi practitioner who had half of his energy taken away by several ghosts looked extremely ugly. His two limbs were fighting, as if he would faint and fall to the ground at any time.

Some of those who believed in the power of Taoism only sneered, with a slight smug look in their eyes.

But no matter how they felt in their hearts, none of the people had any intention of staying for a long time, and they quickly dispersed and fled in different directions.

Not to mention that when monks gather together in one place, the smell of blood on their bodies will inevitably attract more powerful ghosts.

In this place where there is no sky and no sun, except for true acquaintances, no one can rest assured to live with others day and night.

They are all worried about being distracted. When fighting for the treasure, someone will suddenly attack them with a sword from behind...

After declining the requests of several female cultivators to take him with them, Chen Heng also set up the escape light and randomly found a direction to fly away.

After less than half an hour, we stopped at a rugged stone forest.

Push down the escape light and step on a tall stone pillar in the center.

"Sure enough, it is a place where the Yin of Zhou is overthrown, and the air is very cold."

When he looked around, everything in front of him was pitch black, as if it had been heavily smeared by a pool of sky ink, covering up all other colors.

Further away is the huge cavern of Honghan, which can almost accommodate a small city. It is so dense that you don’t know where it leads to. It is very deep and strange.

Chen Heng only looked at it for a while, then waved his sleeves, sat cross-legged on the top of the stone pillar, and silently adjusted his breathing to wait.

After three or four sticks of incense, he suddenly looked up and saw dozens of blue and purple rays of light connected together in one place, coming through the sky and breaking through the clouds. They were winding and winding, spreading out like a rainbow bridge, and the momentum was quite impressive.

"Huh? Interesting, interesting!"

In those escaping lights, Yan Ping suddenly stopped and waved his hand to signal the Yan family members beside him to stop as well.

He looked at Chen Heng on the stone pillar and waited for a while before slowly speaking:

"You know that we are coming to kill you? Why don't you run away? Is it because you feel that you are no match for my magical power and you want to be captured without mercy?"

"pity……"

He sneered:

"I won't leave you with a whole body! Zhuzi! When Zhen'er was still alive, I have always wanted to cut you into pieces. Now I can seize the opportunity!"

"Why should I run away?"

Chen Heng shook his head when he heard this:

"However, I have a question in mind, can you answer me?"

"Come on, ask! I want you to be a sensible person!" Yan Ping's eyes were cold.

"What happened to you this time..."

Chen Heng stood up slowly, laughed, his big moon-white sleeves naturally fell to the ground, and said:

"How much money did you bring in?"





Thanks to Wanshibu Diandian for his 10,000-point reward, to Fan Fan for his 1,000-point reward, to Shu Yousanwen for his 600-point reward, and to Jiutianxingkong for his 100-point reward.
Chapter completed!
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