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After Qin Ming packed up the two bodies, he came to the outside world again.

Squeak!

The moment Yunyangzi died, his natal Golden Silkworm Soul Gu also suffered heavy damage.

Originally, he was still having a fierce fight with the Silver-winged Frost Bee.

But in the next moment, the aura of the Golden Silkworm Gu poison inexplicably weakened a lot, and the Silver-winged Frost Bee took the opportunity to attack and kill him.

Later, the Silver-Winged Frost Bee devoured his body.

Qin Ming originally wanted to study the unique Soul Gu Spirit Insect of the Southern Xinjiang Sect.

Before he could tell Yinyi to shut up, it had already eaten it all, and he had no choice but to give up.

After the silver-winged frost bee ate up the golden silkworm soul Gu and wiped it clean, it shrunk its body, as if drunk, and flew back to the hive under the yin-yang mysterious vine tree where the natal spiritual plant was planted.

The Xuanshui crocodile also ran over with its head shaking, asking for credit from Qin Ming. It also made great contributions in this fierce battle with Yunyangzi.

Qin Ming touched the huge head of the Black Water Crocodile and threw a Beast King Pill to it.

Immediately, Xuanshui Crocodile returned to the Little Spirit Realm to practice with satisfaction.

Subsequently.

Qin Ming cleared away all traces of the aura nearby, and then his figure blurred and disappeared instantly.

An earth-shattering Jindan battle broke out here, and it was close to the Five Elements Mountains. Naturally, some nearby monks were aware of it.

However, due to the terrifying power of the spell, those low-level monks did not dare to risk getting closer to check.

It wasn't until the movement stopped for a long time that some casual cultivators who were not afraid of death came here one after another, trying to find opportunities.

But when they saw that several high mountains around them had been razed to the ground, they all couldn't help but take a breath.

"I'll give you a hint. This must be done by the powerful Nascent Soul, right?"

"It's too scary. It's better to leave here quickly!"

"Fellow Taoist, wait for me!"

…

At the same time, in the Southern Territory of the Great Jin Dynasty, there was a hall deep in the Shinto Mountain Sect.

Inside, rows of natal soul lamps of the core monks of the sect are enshrined.

Suddenly.

The two soul lamps enshrined in the first and third rows suddenly went out at the same time.

When a gray-robed elder on duty in the Soul Palace saw this, his face showed disbelief.

"How is that possible?!"

"The third elder's soul lamp has gone out."

"And Elder Wen died at the same time."

"What happened to them?"

The Nascent Soul Seed has fallen outside, which is undoubtedly a huge event for Shinto Mountain.

After all, the sect has spent all its efforts and countless top-notch resources on Nascent Soul seeds, which carry the future hopes and inheritance of Shinto Mountain.

The death of such an important figure will probably shake not only Shendao Mountain, but also the Great Jin Immortal Realm.

Elder Jindan who was on duty in the main hall was suddenly in chaos and was about to go out to report the situation to the sect.

Buzz~

I saw a ripple in the air of the hall, and an old man in a black black robe with chicken skin and crane hair walked out from the ripples. He had sinister eyes and a hooked nose, but there was no trace of mana fluctuations on his body, as if he was a man. A mortal.

But when the Jindan elder who was in charge of the palace saw this person appear, he immediately bowed and said: "Disciple pays homage to the Supreme Elder!"

The old man with a hooked nose in front of him is none other than Master Wan Gu, the Nascent Soul Lord of Shinto Mountain.

His cold eyes stared at the two extinguished soul lamps in the hall. The temperature in the air suddenly dropped sharply, becoming cold and suffocating.

Elder Jindan, who was standing next to Master Wan Gu, couldn't help but trembled with fear.

"To report to the Supreme Elder, the soul lamps of the two elders suddenly went out just now. I'm afraid something unexpected happened."

"Do you want to summon the disciples?"

"Well, no need. I left a mark projection on Yuliang's body to warn him in case he encounters a strong enemy."

"But this time, he was killed instantly before even my ancestor's shadow could be triggered. Obviously, the person who took action was not just an ordinary person."

"Only one of those old immortals can do this. It won't be of any use if you go there."

Master Wan Gu's voice was hoarse and low, full of chill, making people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

"Then what should we do? Please ask the Supreme Elder for instructions."

The Jindan monk trembled and asked for instructions. Matters involving the Nascent Soul realm seemed to be beyond the capabilities of their disciples.

"Investigation is still necessary. I will make the final decision on the rest."

"In addition, please go down and ask the Nascent Soul seed sequence behind Wen Yuliang to fill up."

Master Wan Gu ordered calmly.

"Yes! I will obey the order of the Supreme Elder!"

Then, the figure of Master Wan Gu faded and disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

The Jindan elder carefully wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and hurried out to do errands.

…

On the other side, the Five Elements Mountain Spiritual Field is a thousand miles west and deep underground.

In the dark cave.

"I dig and dig!"

"Dig, dig, dig!"

The Sky-eating Rat was sticking its butt out and trying its best to dig a hole. Those extremely hard black iron rock layers couldn't even be broken open by a second-level magic weapon when placed outside. It was difficult for the monk's spiritual thoughts to penetrate.

But under its sharp claws, it was peeled apart like tofu.

During these few days.

Centered on the spiritual field, the Sky-eating Rat dug holes in different directions, digging no fewer than hundreds of large and small holes.

After all, as a demon king in the middle of the third level, it can dig burrows quickly, does what it is good at, and is very familiar with it.

But after digging for several days, the holes it dug could circle the Five Elements Mountains several times, but it didn't find anything.

This hole was the last direction that the Sky-Eating Rat dug.

"Could it be that the master made a mistake?"

"There's nothing under the ground?"

The Sky-Eating Rat stopped what he was doing, shook off the spiritual soil on his body, sat down on the ground, and murmured in confusion.

Suddenly!

However, at this moment, the Sky-Eating Rat's nose moved, and through the thick rock layer, it sensed some movement not far away.

Its innate treasure-hunting ability was activated!

"It's the smell of treasure!"

"Well, this is really too strong!"

"This is the first time I've encountered this in my life. I'm not going to get rich, am I?"

The Sky-Eating Rat's eyes suddenly lit up, climbed up, rubbed his hands, and immediately became energetic.

It didn't rush to continue to drill through the cave, but released its demonic thoughts and explored in the direction it sensed.

Only a moment later.

The Sky-Eating Rat's huge demonic thoughts penetrated this rock layer, and its sight suddenly brightened!

A huge and magnificent underground world suddenly appeared in front of it.

"Turtle, what is this place?"

The Sky-Eating Rat looked surprised and carefully looked at this space.

Finally, its sight fell on an object.

It was a three-meter-high coral-shaped strange spiritual plant with seven branches of different colors, which emitted colorful rays of light, which was very dazzling.

Just by looking at it, the Sky-Eating Rat was sure that this spiritual plant was definitely an extraordinary thing!

"Hehehe! What a treasure!"

"This time I'm finally going to make a great contribution again!"

The Sky-Eating Rat was so happy that he almost jumped up, and was secretly overjoyed in his heart!

But as its demonic thoughts turned, it found that under the colorful coral tree, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, who was a great monk who had reached the perfection of the golden elixir.

And in this space, there were monks wearing Shinto Mountain costumes constantly patrolling strictly.

The Sky-Eating Rat did not act rashly. It rolled its eyes and tiptoed back along the dug hole.

It had just left.

The Jindan cultivator from the Shinto Mountain slowly opened his eyes, a puzzled look on his face, and muttered to himself:

"Strange, why did I feel coveted just now?"

"But there was nothing unusual around."

At this time.

A team of dozens of Shinto Mountain cultivators hurried forward. The leading cultivator saluted and asked respectfully: "Elder Wu, what happened? Do you need disciples to deal with it?"

"Yes, it's okay."

"You can go to other places to inspect."

"Yes!"