Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

"It looks like a fight is about to break out over there."

Murong Jing stared at a leech flashing red light on the tip of his index finger and said softly.

"Who strikes first?"

"It could be a shadow."

He stood up, put away the rocking chair, and stomped on the huge crocodile corpse under his feet. Countless blood wrapped around Murong Jing's calves. The entire crocodile corpse was like a deflated ball, shrinking at a very fast speed, and finally turned into a flat crocodile skin.

He walked slowly towards Thirteen Yao and asked:

"You said before that one of the five of us would die in this desert, who do you think it would be?"

Thirteen Yao brushed his sleeves and replied:

"A beggar has come this far from a lowly position, and caution is ingrained in his bones. He won't do that."

Murong Jing nodded, obviously agreeing, and said casually:

"If not, he should have been the master of Tianji Secret Realm, but he chose the secret realm and ended up with only a stick."

"Yingzi was a frequent visitor to the yamen when he was young. He was dark-hearted, bold, and ruthless. If you want to kill him, you don't have two trump cards. I'm afraid you can't kill him all. If he doesn't die, at least one of the three sects and four pavilions will be shaved by Yingzi and become a widower."

Here he paused for a while, lightly pressed his knuckles, and a crisp sound of"snap" came out:

"When I was dying, I picked up Xia Qingshan's luck. I had good fortune in the coffin. I have good abilities, but my Taoism is lacking. Now that Xia Qingshan is back, I don't know if his luck can work again."

Murong Jing raised his eyes slightly:

"It seems that you are also a pusher. The longevity bug is bound to die."

"It's not a push, it's just following the trend."

After saying that, Thirteen Yao flicked his finger and a ball of black flame flew out, then turned into a black man in the air, then ran in the air, and finally jumped on the remaining crocodile skin, and instantly the crocodile skin was ignited with raging fire.

Murong Jing looked at the black flames burning on the crocodile skin and suddenly asked:

"What would happen if the gentle fire and the strong fire appeared together?"

Thirteen Yao looked and slowly turned his head.

"I don't know, but the old man said he would see a great horror beyond this world."

"Great terror?"

"Have you ever thought that there is a decaying wind above the sky, and what is underground?"

"It's fire." Murong Jing had obviously verified this question before.

"What fire?" Thirteen Yao laughed.

Murong Jing snorted and said nothing more.

The powerful monks in this world had obviously explored the underground, and all of them returned with failure.

"Gentle and warm is a gentle fire, and strong and vigorous is a strong fire. When any kind of gentle fire and strong fire are combined, the true form of the flame blocked underground can be seen."

"The so-called civil and military fires are nothing more than servants of the underground fire.

Murong Jing's cheeks twitched.

"What else is there to see? Do you think your life is too long?"

Thirteen Yao also laughed and said:

"If there is a law in this world, the most likely one is the fire underground."

"Maybe someone wants to take a look, but it’s better to experience it yourself than to work behind closed doors."

"Haha, no matter which way you go out, I think it's more reliable than going underground."

When it comes to the question of going out, Thirteen Yao obviously lost interest. He raised his hand and a paper man jumped onto his palm, and said:

"Three coins, seven years old, the treasure tide has arrived, find a few people to go to Yiye Valley and collect a batch of spiritual ore."

The paper man's body flashed twice, and the news spread thousands of miles away.

Murong Jing tilted his head and touched his chin, looking puzzled:

"Paper Man, you took away so many spiritual minerals from me last time, and now you want more. What use do you have for these things?"

Thirteen Yao walked slowly towards the black flames in the center of the square:

"Money is a strange thing. What can’t be spent is called waste paper, and what can be spent is called money."

He finally stopped at the center of the flame. The next moment, the flame dissipated, and the crocodile skin disappeared. In its place was an extremely complicated seven-ring formation. He stood in the center of the cave formation, looked up at the bottom of the salt lake above, and continued:

"I am different from you. I can spend it."

When he finished speaking, the whole cave shook violently, and a large number of toothed spirit fish instantly poured into the lake. They were densely packed, carrying a large amount of mud and sand, and instantly infected the originally blue-green lake water, like the Yellow River flowing into the sea.

A crocodile puppet appeared in front of his long sleeves, and the moment the puppet appeared, Murong Jing appeared at the side. He felt it and said with some surprise:

"Where did it come from?"

Thirteen Yao did not answer, but just touched the joints of the crocodile puppet with his hand:

"Everyone is playing chess, I wonder if you will join in the fun."

After saying that, cracks appeared all over his body, straight and straight as if carefully cut by a cutter.

Then his head was like an open book page, and pages of paper flew up, until his whole body turned into square-sized pieces of paper.

Suddenly, he wrapped the crocodile puppet.

The crocodile puppet twisted and shrank under the paper, turned into a human form again, and finally Thirteen Yao appeared again.

But this time, Thirteen Yao had a golden vertical line between his eyebrows.

His body slowly floated, and with a whoosh, it turned into a rapid black light that passed through the dome of the cave, opening a vacuum passage in the lake. The sonic boom exploded, and he stopped, already floating thousands of feet in the sky.

The decaying disaster wind blew his black shirt and black hair, but he ignored it, just overlooking the endless golden desert below and the salt lake reflecting some waves.

He put his hands together, bowed slightly, and said loudly:

"The graves are in the southern desert, filthy and uncultivated. Now we come to repair them and make them glorious again."

Then his palms suddenly separated, and the whole desert seemed to be turning over like a dragon, with waves rolling endlessly.

With Thirteen Yao as the center, the circular yellow sand rolled back like a waterfall, and was pulled up vertically like a cylinder. If you look from a distance, a sand column that wraps the entire salt lake goes straight into the sky.

Thirteen Yao quickly made a gesture, and his whole hands were covered with black dim light. He hung upside down and pressed towards the center of the sand column.

The top of the hollow sand column suddenly gathered and capped in an arc. He pressed his palm on the top of the arc-shaped sand column, and the dim light spread.

The original yellow sand was like ink poured on it, smudged down, and the entire huge yellow sand column shrank rapidly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Thirteen Yao stopped casting and took a look. His figure flashed on the desert surface, and flashed again, and he had returned to the underground cave.

The original lake was now covered by a black black sand lid. If you look at it from a farther distance.

The black lid is more like an incomparably huge.....Grave mound

"Wait, wait until the fish are full, they can't dance out of the salt lake."

Sanqian and Qisui, who were managing the fishway thousands of miles away, opened their eyes and saluted to the north, then left quickly.

In the entire fishway, all the people from the demon house were inside the scorpion puppets, one person at a time, and set up a formation. The artistic conception of the sand on the puppets gathered, as if there was a way to unite, allowing all the tooth spirit fish to flow smoothly in the fishway.

"Chang Wei, Heijian, the migration has started. You two don't need to patrol anymore. Just follow us."The voice of the seven-year-old reached Chen Huan's ears before anyone saw him.

Chen Huan frowned. He wanted to refine the Loulan crystal at Shisanyao's place. If he wanted to leave this place now, it would obviously be inconsistent with all his plans.

Then he controlled Chang Wei and Heijian Dunsha to step forward and clasp his fists and ask:

"Second Palace Master, is this still a patrol mission? If so, I can go with Elder Heijian."

San Qian, who looked like a farmer, explained kindly:

"The gate needs a lot of spiritual ore, and this place Yiye Valley will have a surge of spiritual treasures in the near future, which will contain all the spiritual treasures under the desert."

"Our mission is to find as many spiritual minerals as possible."

Chen Huan, who was still thinking about how to get rid of this mission, closed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The two of them saluted together and said:

"Yes sir!"............

Yiye Valley.

As Guo Yuntian spoke, the original red weathering lines of the valley gradually deepened, until purple appeared in the red, and dots of purple flames flew out from all over the valley, and finally gathered into a boy in purple uniform.

This boy had a delicate face and looked more like a girl, with two buns on his head. He covered his mouth and nose as soon as he appeared, as if he hated the smell of this place.

At the moment the boy appeared, the 19 big monsters all looked sideways, and then looked at the sun above their heads, and the monsters' eyes showed a solemn look. The instinct from the monsters seemed to know that if the sun in the sky met this boy, something extremely terrifying would definitely happen.

These more than ten big monsters were all quiet here. They were not of the same blood as any monster clan. On the contrary, they were all far away and had their own territories.

But they knew that there was only one Yiye Valley, and it would be gone if it was broken.

But in the current situation, this valley must have set off a big war.

There was no time to think about how to separate the boy in front of them.

A sudden change occurred, and the original loess hill ground crystallized in an instant, as if it was burned into colored glass.

A square transparent box rose from the ground and trapped the purple boy inside.

"This valley belongs to me."

Ripples spread across the ground, and Shi Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back.