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The female cultivator looked hesitant: "But it seems very dangerous down there."

They were actually about ten feet away from the swamp, but the air that drifted out was dense on people's skin, making people very uncomfortable.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if it went any further.

Not to mention that the two senior brothers wanted to go deep into the swamp to find someone.

Lian Xinmei looked disdainful: "Opportunities depend on life. If you are so timid, why do you want to come into this secret realm?"

The female cultivator was unhappy and wanted to retort.

The Foundation Establishment Realm frowned and chuckled:

"Don't make any noise. Go down and take a look. Let's seize the opportunity. Luck is on our side."

I don't know how much I envy those seven or eight people who were dragged in the dense forest by the human-faced spider.

The female cultivator moved her mouth but said nothing.

Forget it, my senior brother is a brave man, so I'll just drink some soup.

The blades slowly sink closer to the swamp surface.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the closer the female cultivator got to the swamp, the more dizzy she felt.

"This stench seems to be poisonous." The female cultivator blocked her sense of smell and put up a spiritual energy shield around her to block out the poisonous gas.

呵呵味——

The gas corrodes the aura mask.

The expressions of the three people changed.

The female editor was about to open her mouth, but suddenly...

A strange "bang" suddenly sounded under the swamp, and streams of mud splashed towards the three of them.

The monks were startled and hurriedly climbed higher, their eyes warily scanning the swamp below.

"what!"

There was nothing on the surface of the swamp, only a few spots where the bubbles were coming out of the swamp.

The three of them stood on the leaves with surprised expressions and did not dare to go down rashly.

After a long time, there was another bang.

Lian Xinmei, a man with sharp eyes, pointed to a place a few feet away and said:

"Senior brother, it's just bubbles, false alarm."

The other two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior brother, do we want to continue?" The female cultivator looked uneasily at the bubbling swamp, her heart trembling.

The Foundation Establishment Realm monk looked hesitant.

Lian Xinmei saw this and said quickly:

"After chasing for so long, do you want to fall short? If we can get a treasure of that level, we may not have to worry about the resources in this life."

Why enter Qi Refining Dzogchen before the age of 20, and enter the foundation building before the age of 30?

They are all created by resources.

He has been stuck on the twelfth level of Qi Refining for many years, and has been unable to break through because he does not have enough sources of nourishment to purchase the treasures of heaven and earth to feed his body.

Humph, if he grabs the treasure from Wei Xiaoxi's hands, he will definitely be able to break through and build the foundation in less than three years.

"But, maybe that treasure, as Wei Xiaoxi said, is not in her hands, but in the possession of the two people who chased it out?" The female cultivator tried to persuade them to leave.

"Wake up, we don't even know where those two people are now, and we had to fight with hundreds of people in the past. Are you sure we really have a chance?" Lian Xinmei curled her lips.

Just stupid.

The Foundation Establishment monk was persuaded by the male cultivator and gritted his teeth and said:

"Go and have a look. If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cubs?"

I don’t know whether to convince others or convince myself.

In the foundation-building realm, he controlled the blade against the swamp surface, poked and beat it with his long sword, and found a fairly solid hard ground.

The Foundation Builder looked up at the direction of the slope, estimated the position where Wei Xiaoxi fell, and said:

"It should have fallen here."

He collected the leaves.

There are many places where spiritual power will be used later, and it cannot always be wasted on controlling flying magic weapons.

"How are we going to get down?" the nun asked.

Although you can use the spiritual energy shield to protect yourself and prevent the mud from entering.

But there was no visibility in the mud. Going down was like a blind man touching a needle in the sea.

And, who knows how deep.

Who knows what kind of monsters are there?

She really didn't want to take such a risk.

The Foundation Establishment Realm glanced at her and said displeasedly:

"If you don't want to go down and look for it, leave immediately. Don't waver our determination here all the time... Stay, shut up, and leave. Baby, you don't have a share."

The female cultivator opened her mouth, somewhat unwillingly.

After a while, she angrily took out the floating cloud flying magic weapon, turned around and left.

She values ​​her own life even more.

Foundation Establishment Realm was unhappy.

Lian Xinmei groaned: "Women are just timid."

After that, he poked and hit the edge with his long sword to see where it was suitable.

The female cultivator suddenly paused, turned around, stared at Lian Xinmei and said unhappily:

"I am sailing a thousand-year-old ship carefully. You look down on me. When you lose your life, will you still be able to say nonsense like women are timid?"

As soon as the sound fell, she felt the death gaze of the Foundation Establishment monk.

I had no choice but to shut up and control the floating clouds to rise quietly into the sky.

She flew slowly and low, and she felt a little unwilling to do so.

She just wanted to take a closer look and see what she would discover later. If she went up to help, she might be able to get some benefits.

The two people saw through her little thoughts and didn't say anything. They just put the Vajra Talisman on their bodies, separated, and cautiously entered the swamp little by little.

If you don’t take risks, where will the opportunities come from?

If you are as afraid of death as a female cultivator, why should you become an immortal?

He has returned to the secular world to retire.

The two male cultivators thought, took out the flying magic weapon again, opened the aura cover and entered the swamp.

A pair of eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly, the whole body was tense, and the sword was in hand, ready to deal with unexpected situations at any time.

The two quickly sank two thirds down.

Lian Xinmei's palms were sweating, but she was immersed in the fantasy of finding Wei Xiaoxi later, and her face turned red.

As long as he has all the treasures in Wei Xiaoxi's storage bag, he will become a truly strong man!

He didn't notice that the hard ground he was standing on suddenly opened his eyes.

The nun saw it.

She was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder were split apart, and she opened her mouth to scream as a reminder.

Can……

late.

The monster opened its mouth suddenly.Aowu swallowed Lian Xinmei with the spiritual energy shield in one gulp.

His liver and gallbladder were broken, and he only had time to desperately exhale the word "help" before his voice stopped abruptly.

He disappeared.

Disappeared into the mouth of the terrifying monster that was subdued in the swamp.

That's a crocodile.

The Foundation Establishment monk caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, his eyelids twitched, and he controlled the blades to launch into the air.

Just now, he even heard the sound of the spiritual energy shield cracking and breaking.

The hair is creepy.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to escape.

That was a monster crocodile as tall as a story!

Good thing...

not him.

As soon as the thought passed through his mind, a fishy wind came from behind him.

His expression changed drastically, and he drained all his spiritual power and tried to escape from the tiger's den.

Can……

click-

There was another creepy crunching sound.

The aura shield shattered.

There was a pain in the left thigh at the Foundation Establishment stage.

The blood on his face has faded, his facial features are distorted, and his expression is painful.

Although his cultivation was only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, his body had actually experienced a thunderstorm.

All the monsters in this secret realm have not broken through to the foundation-building realm, so of course they can't bite his legs.

But it still hurts.

After all, he had experienced the storm, so he quickly calmed down, raised his sword, and with luck, slashed the demon crocodile's eyes hard.

The latter closed his eyes.

Ding!

It turned out to be the sound of gold and silver.

The Demonic Crocodile is restricted by the environment and cannot rise to the foundation-building realm, but its skin and flesh are outrageously thick.

Even if I regain my full strength, I can't break through this thickness... The foundation-building state is half-hearted.