A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu searched and found not even iron filings left in the forging room.

The lava pool completely solidified.

I'm afraid it won't be able to recover within a few decades.

When he was about to leave, Fang Yuan thought of the craftsmen at the top. He asked in a low voice: "Did you really ruin this place?"

Jiang Yu's attitude was very calm: "I have already promised Master. And I still want to talk to Elder Yan."

Fang Yuan no longer raised any objections. Put on the upgraded equipment.

Ready to fight.

Since the long sword is wider, the previous scabbard cannot be used.

Simply put the knife in your hand.

The spearhead was attached to his belt and used as a dagger.

Aragaki Ruoxue rubbed her scales and asked softly: "What to do with the people here? Kill them all too?"

If Jiang Yu takes action, she will cooperate.

But she is not bloodthirsty.

Don't want to attack innocent people.

Jiang Yu put the iron rod on his shoulders and shook his head slightly: "If you are willing to leave by yourself, let it go. But do you believe that they only have one elder in the pill formation stage? The moment we stepped into the Shenbing Sect, we were remembered. "

As he spoke, he raised the iron rod and slammed it against the stone door.

"boom!"

The entire underground space was shaken.

Rubble fell from above.

Fang Yuan covered his ears with force, bared his teeth and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to bury us alive?"

Jiang Yu was also a little helpless: "I have investigated. The mechanism of Shimen can only be opened from the outside. If you want to get out, you have to smash it."

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

Fang Yuan pulled Araguan Ruoxue to squat against the wall. He put the arm shield on his head again: "Smash it!"

Jiang Yu also felt that he was a little rash just now.

Carefully sense the weak points of the stone door.

The horizontal iron rod is infused with witchcraft power. A state that stimulates high-frequency vibrations.

Hit it like a battering ram.

"Boom!"

He poked a hole as big as a bowl in the three-foot-thick granite. There are also cracks spreading nearby.

"Oh, it's really useful!"

Jiang Yu became more and more satisfied with the new weapon.

Smash a few times along the cracks in the stone door to create a hole that can be accessed.

I don’t know where Yan Kuan is hiding.

There was no one outside the door.

Jiang Yu and Fang Yuan were the first to get out.

Aragaki Ruoxue put on her scale armor rustlingly behind the door.

After putting it on, she became even more convinced that the scale armor was tailor-made for her.

The chest and waist fit her figure perfectly.

Since it is engraved with weight loss runes, it does not feel clumsy when worn on the body. Instead, there was a hint of warmth.

Of course, this warmth is psychological...

Aragaki Ruoxue has a cool temperament. When wearing a green shirt, there is a cold and charming aura. When wearing leather armor, it brings a hint of wildness to the coolness.

At this time, wearing scale armor gives people a solemn feeling.

Jiang Yu looked strange when he saw her new appearance. He touched Fang Yuan with his elbow and asked in a low voice: "Where did this clothes come from?"

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes: "Didn't you just transform it?"

When Jiang Yu heard this, he immediately gave a thumbs up to Araguan Ruoxue: "Beautiful!"

Aragaki Ruoxue looked away. The voice was cold and said: "Let's go."

Fang Yuan looked Araguan Ruoxue up and down, then looked at Jiang Yu suspiciously: "Are you saying that the scales are beautiful or that Ruoxue is beautiful?"

"They're all beautiful!"

Jiang Yu praised in a "sincere" tone: "Ruoxue is most beautiful when she wears scale armor."

Fang Yuan rubbed the goosebumps on his arms vigorously, with a look of disgust on his face: "People who have been slaves are different! There is no trace of flattery."

Jiang Yu did not continue chatting, but took out a piece of fluorite for lighting.

He lowered his voice and reminded: "It smells very strong of blood."

When Fang Yuan heard this, he no longer had any intention of joking.

The traps in the channel are all activated. However, the most powerful ones were destroyed.

It seemed like someone didn't want them to die in a trap.

Jiang Yu destroyed the traps along the way.

Finally arrived at the weapons showroom on the lower floor.

There are no shortage of weapons here, but all the craftsmen are dead.

They were all sucked into mummies.

The strong man who led them when they arrived was also among them.

Head towards the door and lie on the ground.

The blood flowing from the ears and nose has long since dried up.

It must have been a murderous attack while escaping.

Fang Yuan kicked over several forges and ignited the wood piled in the room. His expression was a little solemn: "Since someone has done the work for me, I'll give them a ride again."

They worry about the cold frost outside.

Without stopping for much, he quickened his pace and walked upwards.

Things are going from bad to worse.

As expected, there was no one alive in the upper exhibition hall.

All the essence and blood were sucked out.

The mortals and low-level monks died. No master appeared.

The three of them ran outside quickly.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, there were nearly a hundred experts surrounding him.

Looking at the clothes, they come from different sects of cultivating immortals.

The weakest ones are also in the elixir formation stage.

More than a dozen of them are masters of the Shenbing Sect.

The old woman standing at the front was playing with a head in her hands.

It was Yan Kuan's head.

Fang Yuan's heart pounded: "What's going on? Did these monks buy fake goods to cause trouble?"

He is confident but not arrogant.

The tricks of immortal cultivators are mysterious and unpredictable.

It's easy to capsize in a single fight, let alone facing so many people.

The woman who played with Yan Kuan's head laughed like a crow: "He really came out alive. He lived up to the Lord's expectations. This dwarf wanted to murder you. I taught him a lesson."

After saying that, he threw Yan Kuan's head over.

Jiang Yu didn't pick it up with his hands. Kicked Yan Kuan's head away.

But there was a harmless smile on his face, and his tone was extremely relaxed: "I won't accept this favor. He was killed because he didn't do things well, right? What are you planning?"

A glint flashed in the woman's eyes. He showed what he thought was a charming look: "The Lord is interested in your abilities. He wants to recruit talented people. Skills, resources, and wealth are at your fingertips. They can help you quickly improve your cultivation."

Jiang Yu felt nauseous and his attitude suddenly changed: "If you don't know how to laugh, don't laugh. Didn't anyone tell you that your laughter is disgusting? I'm not interested in the minions who are spreading the news. Let your master speak out."

The woman's expression suddenly changed.

Threads of red threads stretched out from under the skin of his right hand, squirming like earthworms.

The nearby experts subconsciously took a few steps away.

At this time, a cold and weird voice sounded from behind the crowd: "Very good, I am their master. The sect master of Hongjiao Mountain, Xie Feiyu."

Everyone moved away.

A middle-aged man with a hooked nose and mournful eyes walked out elegantly.

He held a purple-furred fox in his arms.

Curled up into a ball, shivering.

It's Hanxinshuang.

Fang Yuan and Araguan Ruoxue wanted to step forward, but Jiang Yu reached out to stop them.

Xie Feiyu's apparent strength is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. But there are also golden armor talismans and desperate elixirs in Hongjiao Mountain.

As a sect leader, he definitely has more means.

People come prepared and it is unreasonable to act rashly.

Jie Feiyu stroked Han Xinshuang's hair and praised: "You are quite clever. It's a pity to be a slave. You can recruit the escaped demon pets back and join me together. I promise you glory and wealth, and do whatever you want."

After hearing his words, many masters showed jealousy.

Not to be a slave, that is the freedom they dream of!

Jiang Yu waved his hands repeatedly and said humbly: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I stopped my companions because they were too strong. If I accidentally kill you, it won't be my turn!"