After talking to himself very coldly, Ye Lingyi stretched out his hand and put the "Ten Desolate Underworld Arrow" into the treasure bag, which exudes an aura that is obviously more terrifying than the top-rank magic weapon of the Dao rank.
Immediately, Ye Ling swallowed several pills that seemed to restore true essence and blood essence. After adjusting his breath for a while, he stretched out his hand a little, and activated one of the two golden magic weapons he got in the hall.
I saw that after this golden magic weapon was excited, it actually emitted circles of golden crystal light. First, a circle of spiral crystal light was formed in front of this golden magic weapon, but as Ye Ling's eyes flickered, this The circle crystal light was outside his body again, forming an oval golden crystal-like mask.
It seems that one of the two magic weapons he obtained is actually a magic weapon of aura that integrates offense and defense!
The top-grade defensive magic weapon of the Dao rank can already withstand the impact of the golden core body of a monk of the first level of golden core, which is equivalent to the power of the golden core of the ordinary monk of the second level of golden core!
It seems that these five golden magic weapons do have their own uniqueness, and at this moment, I don't know what kind of characteristics the other golden magic weapon in Ye Ling's hands has.
After activating this golden magic weapon, Ye Ling moved towards the passageway filled with yellow air behind him.
After a stick of incense or so passed, Ye Ling, who was wrapped in a golden aura mask, swept out of this winding passage.
Outside this passage, there is a hillside covered with golden grass. Each golden grass is only two inches long, but each blade of grass is like a small sword, exuding a strong aura of gold and iron. .
"Golden Sword Grass!"
Seeing these golden grasses, Ye Ling's face immediately showed a trembling expression, and his hands moved slightly, as if he wanted to take away all the golden grasses on this hillside.
This kind of golden sword grass, like iron banana wood, can absorb some rare fine gold from the ground veins. When it grows to a certain year, not to mention it can be used to refine unique fine gold, it can be used to refine method device.
Like these golden sword grasses now, the aura of gold and iron is so strong, I am afraid that every plant can be used to directly refine magical weapons above the half-spiritual rank. With so many Golden Sword Grass, if they are smelted together, a large amount of Golden Sword Grass fine gold can also be extracted.
But after his eyes flickered for a while, Ye Ling resisted the urge to collect these golden sword grasses, and turned his head to look back.
Although these golden sword grasses are useful, if they are collected, they may trigger certain restrictions. Now that Ye Ling has harvested a lot, he doesn't want to take any more risks, and he is not good at fine gold refining techniques. There are few refining masters in the mainland, and if you get good fine gold, you may not be able to refine magic weapons above the mid-level dao rank. With his current strength, magic weapons below the mid-dao rank are useless at all. It can only be used to reward one's own disciples.
But as soon as he turned his head and looked back, Ye Ling's face couldn't help but changed dramatically again, the shock in his eyes turned into a hint of horror.
Behind it, there is a huge black giant mountain, and the top of the mountain exudes an astonishing black gas flame, and the word "seal the demon" is condensed on the top of the huge mountain.
Not to mention how restrictive these strands of black gaseous flames, which are as thick as dozens of buckets, are, even this kind of power makes a Golden Core cultivator like him feel very small in his heart.
Based on his knowledge, it is not difficult to imagine that even the monks who benefited from this small celestial world at the beginning, after seeing the various powers and influences in this small celestial world, would not dare to think of becoming an enemy of Yun Jiezong in this life.
Seeing such power, Ye Ling, who didn't have a small celestial map on his body, even gave up the idea of collecting golden sword grass, and carefully swept down the hillside.
After skimming the hillside, there was a large ruin of a palace in front of it. There were countless collapsed statues inside, all of which looked like various spirit birds and strange beasts.
"Um?"
After walking through the ruins of this palace for a while, Ye Ling's eyes flashed suddenly and he stopped.
In just a few breaths, a black-robed monk suddenly emerged from the ruins in front of him.
"Uncle Master Ye?!" Seeing Ye Ling, the black-robed monk's first reaction was to be shocked, but when he saw Ye Ling clearly, this skinny monk who looked about forty years old, A look of surprise and awe flashed across his face, and he immediately greeted him, saluting extremely respectfully.
In Ye Ling's eyes, an imperceptible look of joy immediately flashed, but his face remained calm, "Mian Li, what you practice is Ghost Mysterious Qi Jue, you should be Ma Hongyun's disciple, right?"
"Master's uncle has good eyesight. Disciple Hai Taicang is the third disciple of Master Ma." The black-robed monk immediately nodded in response without daring to neglect.
"Very good, Ma Hongjun seems to have taught you well." Ye Ling said this lightly, looking at the black-robed Infernal Corpse Sect monk, "Have you drawn a map of the route you have come all the way, and recorded it clearly?"
Hearing Ye Ling's praise, the black-robed Infernal Corpse Sect cultivator was immediately overjoyed. One must know that an ordinary Infernal Corpse Sect inner cultivator at his age who has only reached the first level of mind-splitting state is usually not even qualified to speak to someone of Ye Ling's status. If you can leave a good impression on a high-status person like Ye Ling, and just casually say something, maybe there will be unexpected benefits.
"The disciple strictly followed the instructions when he entered, so the route along the way has been clearly drawn." With surprise in his eyes, this Infernal Corpse Sect cultivator immediately took out a bag from the treasure bag with great interest. Roll the silk and hand it to Ye Ling.
"Very good, is it Hai Taicang? I remember it." Ye Ling unfolded the silk and took a look, then put the roll of silk away. After saying this sentence, Ye Ling didn't have any nonsense at all, and immediately turned into a pale white light, and disappeared from the sight of this Yin Corpse Sect monk.
This Yin Corpse Sect cultivator didn't dare to stand up until after half a stick of incense had passed after Ye Ling disappeared. After standing in place and thinking for a while, the Yin Corpse Sect cultivator didn't seem to dare to go any further, and went back along the original path.
"Very good! God helped me! A small shrimp like Hai Taicang was able to touch it with his life and was not killed by those powerful monsters. With such a map, not to mention 100%, at least 90% If you have a chance to succeed, you can go out safely."
"With so many benefits in this small heaven, after returning to the Yin Corpse Sect, even Ye Wushang should not be able to defeat me. In addition, he only knows how to cultivate. The position of the overlord of the Yin Corpse Sect will definitely fall on my head!"
Standing on the top of a huge bluestone, Ye Ling's eyes were full of excitement.
"Um?"
At this moment, on the east side of Ye Ling's location, in a valley less than a hundred miles away, there were sudden bursts of violent roars.
Huge mountain-like khaki phantoms rose up from the valley, looking extremely terrifying.
"It's Patriarch Xuanyuan! The strength of this old ghost is indeed above mine."
Feeling the terrifying vitality rising in that valley, Ye Ling's expression froze.
Immediately, Ye Ling swiped down from the blue rock, as if he was a little afraid of Patriarch Xuanyuan and wanted to leave as soon as possible.
But after a distance of less than thirty feet, Ye Ling's figure suddenly stopped.
"The boy surnamed Wei is also a cultivator of Sea Immortal Sect. If I want to kill him in the future, Patriarch Xuanyuan will definitely protect him. With his cultivation base, there is absolutely nothing I can do, and he will cause serious trouble!"
"It would be even worse if the old ghost Xuanyuan Patriarch got some adventures in it!"
"Okay! This Ten Desolate Underworld God Arrow was used on Patriarch Xuanyuan! Excluding Patriarch Xuanyuan, let alone this kid surnamed Wei, even the entire Sea Immortal Sect can be taken down."
With a flash of his eyes, Ye Ling had already made up his mind, turned around, and fled towards the valley where the roaring sound continued.
In a vast valley covered with countless cyan sword-like runes, a red light flew in front of it.
In the red light, there is a blood-red bunny. What is extremely strange is that there are a few purple-brown leaves on top of its head, exuding a dense aura. In the eyes of this blood-red little rabbit, there was a look of extreme panic.
But behind this blood-red little rabbit, there are countless tumbling yellow air, faintly forming the shape of a golden armored god, chasing the blood-red little rabbit with strides.
From almost all the runes in the valley, strips of cyan sword energy flowed out, continuously gathering together to form a ten-foot-sized cyan sword wheel, which kept moving towards the golden armor that was churning with yellow energy. God beheaded the past.
But every time a huge cyan sword wheel slashed to the side of the Golden Armored God, a hill-like yellow brilliance fell from the air, shaking the cyan sword wheel to pieces.
The might of this golden-armored celestial god with a height of more than thirty feet can be described as earth-shattering.
Ye Lingyi appeared on a hilltop at the edge of the valley, and immediately saw this scene.
"Already have spiritual blood Poria?"
Seeing the extremely strange blood-red bunny flying in front of him, Ye Ling's eyes suddenly flashed with a fiery light!
"This thing can greatly nourish the essence and blood, affect the golden core, and even the lifespan of the golden core monks can be improved! No wonder the ancestor Xuanyuan would go all out to touch the prohibition of this valley, forcibly move forward, and make such a big momentum!"
"This thing is also of great use to the blood spirit patriarch! As long as you take this thing and put Yin Lihua in your pocket, you will save your hands and feet!"
"Ancestor Xuanyuan, you are known as the strongest among the two monks of the Jindan period among the coastal cities of Yunling Continent. I want to see how you are constantly beating in this magic circle whose power is comparable to that of the top-ranked Dao rank. Can you still withstand my Ten Desolate Underworld Arrow if you kill me!"
Without stopping for a moment, Ye Ling, who was wrapped in a golden crystal light mask, flew towards the red light in front of him. At the same time, when he stretched out his hand, he aroused the white light that was already held in his hand, like an ancient dark beast. Little Arrow!