However, looking at the corpses on the ground in a blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaojiang understood that robbery was indeed a promising career, but Mingren’s robberies were usually done by others.
/Wait, Zhang Xiaopang’s face suddenly darkened. Although these fairy stones were numerous and top quality, they were still far behind the various spiritual materials he had just set up at the stall! Obviously his things are more valuable!
Damn, Akito, you are too dark! ! !
In the Great Thousand Realm, there is a majestic mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles. Its main peak looks like a sky-shaking sword, reaching straight into the sky.
This peak is called forbidden.
The Forbidden Peak is called the Forbidden Peak because there is a restriction around the main peak that covers the entire main peak. No matter who walks into the Forbidden Peak, they will be attacked by the restriction. In the least case, the mind will be damaged, and in the worst case, the soul will be destroyed. The god dispersed and became a blood demon puppet.
According to legend, there is a blood demon sealed under the Forbidden Peak. This kind of demon is not the so-called demon cultivator, but a kind of inhuman demon. No one knows their origin. They only know that these demons have only one mission. That is destruction. Any living things, flowers, plants and trees, are the targets of their destruction.
However, recently, the monks who were accidentally released from the forbidden peak for various reasons were surprised to find that the forbidden attacks were as powerful as ever, but no one was transformed into a blood demon puppet, but was sent directly out of the forbidden peak.
Luck or something else?
The summit of Forbidden Peak.
A figure flashed past.
The sword light is like clouds, and silky clouds are hesitating around the figure.
Swish
The last sword light cut through the space, and the figure stood up with his sword put away. Not far behind him was a treasure hall, with two big words written on it, Holy Temple!
The figure sighed softly, her clothes as white as snow, her eyebrows as picturesque as a painting, such a beauty and charm, it was none other than Yang Ying.
When I walked into the treasure hall, I saw a blood cauldron in the hall. In the middle of the blood cauldron was a heaven-shaking psychic mirror. Pictures flashed in the mirror from time to time, but they were all kinds of things happening in the world.
Yang Yingyu pointed her hand lightly, and saw a wisp of smoke flying out of the sky-holding psychic mirror, turning into a small figure, flying playfully in a circle, and then stopped in the air, saluting to Yang Ying, “Master, we have to do it again today. Are you looking for the sect leader?”
A smile appeared on Yang Ying’s face, she nodded and said: “Well, in addition, let’s see how the little fat guy is doing, whether he can get rid of the witch, and everyone.”
The little man of Qingyan bowed again an