"Junior Brother!" The purple-haired youth said in a deep voice, with a vague voice, echoing repeatedly.
"Didn't you just call me once, it's just a little bit more work, you think you have a family!"
The purple-haired youth gave a cold cry, floating in the void, with endless majesty, causing Deluo Xingchen's heart to tremble, and his blood vessels were about to burst. He had to clenched his fists, desperately suppressing, sweating in his heart.
Obviously, the strongest man was a little angry. It was not Qin Yang who summoned him, but Qin Yang wasting this life-saving talisman again and again.
Qin Yang immediately waved his hand with an awkward look, smiled, and explained: "Hey... Brother, it's really an accident. I didn't lose money this time, really!"
Qin Yang's eyeballs turned a few times, and his gaze immediately shifted to the Immortal Demon Lotus. He chuckled, and quickly pointed to the young man with purple hair: "Brother, look, this is Immortal Demon Lotus, at least ten thousand years old. As long as I refine him, there will be a big killer in the future! Do you think it is!"
The purple-haired youth's eyes were immediately set on the Immortal Demon Lotus, and his mood improved a bit. He glanced at Qin Yang: "Huh, your kid is lucky. You can see the immortal demon lotus for ten thousand years. Fortunately, there is a restriction here, otherwise, if you see it, you can only escape for your life!"
"Yes, yes, what the seniors taught, hehehe." Qin Yang seemed to have no temper in front of his seniors.
The Zifa youth's mood eased a little, and he said solemnly: "Qin Yang, listen carefully, brother and master have a lot of things now, and there is no time to worry about you. You can save a bit of the four jade seals, otherwise you I died outside, but no one will collect the body for you."
"Hey, all right, you know, brother, don't worry!" Qin Yang repeatedly agreed.
Luo Xingchen heard the words of the young man with purple hair, and was full of emotion in his heart. This strong man spoke in the same style as Qin Yang, he went straight, and he really complied with that sentence, he was not a family, he would not enter a family.
For a long time, the purple-haired youth stopped talking. His sacred purple eyes looked at Luo Xingchen earnestly, and said: "This little brother, I have seen you twice. Are you Qin Yang's friend?"
Luo Xingchen was about to speak, and the strong Qin Yang said: "He is my friend in distress!"
The purple-haired young man was silent and nodded, without a trace of expression on his face.
"Junior Brother, while my distraction has not disappeared, I will help you refine the Immortal Demon Lotus, so that you will not ask for trouble after you go out!"
The youth with purple hair calmly said, Qin Yang smiled and was very happy after hearing it, and immediately within this ban, cut off from the outside world, Luo Xingchen retreated to the side voluntarily, condensing his energy, and Qin Yang was the beginning. With the cooperation of his senior brother, the undead demon lotus was completely picked off with a secret method and refined.
The refining process was quite long. Qin Yang bit the tip of his tongue and dripped the essence and blood, expending a lot of mental energy, and finally brought the undead demon lotus into the Shenhai, and completely recognized the Lord.
About a few hours later, after helping Qin Yang complete the refining, the figure of the youth with purple hair gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely.
The Thunder Sea ban he set was also automatically unblocked, and the island returned to its original state.
"Awesome!" Qin Yang's excitement still didn't pass, Luo Xingchen also recovered from the meditation exercise, he immediately leaned in front of Qin Yang, recalling the scenes of the past few days, and his heart was really full of emotions. .
First, the corpse of the Xing Devil was terrifying. Luo Xingchen spent a lot of effort to suppress it with the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda. Then, the treasure hunter was spotted by a group of spiritual images, and Qin Yang was forced to produce a jade seal. But now, for an immortal demon lotus, Qin Yang brought Luo Xingchen to the island of Destiny, only to consume another jade seal, which is really a twists and turns.
The two recalled these things, chatting and laughing happily, and their moods were extremely peaceful.
"Brother Qin, I always feel that you wasted a life-saving talisman because of me. It really makes me feel sorry." Luo Xingchen apologized. When he thought of Brother Qin Yang's scolding Qin Yang, he understood that the life-saving talisman was true. Not ordinary precious.
Qin Yang curled his lips, smiled heartily, and put a hand on Luo Xingchen's shoulder: "If you are a brother, don't say this."
Luo Xingchen was warm in heart, smiled and nodded. He knew that he had some accounts, and he might not be able to figure it out in this life.
Then, after recuperating, the two flew away from the island on a metal iron plate, crossed the Nether River, and continued to explore all the way forward, hoping to have new opportunities.
Half of the journey of this underground ruin was spent by them, and they continued to move forward, slowly, step by step, not hurried, just like this, about another twenty or thirty miles, and encountered a lot of things along the way. Martial artists, among them, there are many powerful people in the spiritual map. They opened up a cemetery, and they all got a lot of treasures. These ancient relics are really many magic weapons. No wonder it can attract so many people's jealousy.
Of course, some people gain, and some people die in danger. Not everyone's luck is so good.
In a blink of an eye, the time spent exploring the underground ruins has exceeded seven days. In these seven days, Luo Xingchen has seen many strange things and strange things, and this road seems to finally come to an end.
When the two walked to this place, they were shocked by the sight in front of them.
In front, there are about hundreds of warriors surrounding a river. This river is not a nether river. Its entire color is blood red, with shallow ripples flashing all the time. It looks extremely calm, but a discerning person can see it at a glance. Out, what is flowing in this river is not water, but the blood accumulated for countless years, it is the real blood flowing into a river!
At the other end of the river, there seems to be a mass grave, where the color of the land is bright red, although it has long been cracked and dried, it is still clearly distinguishable.
There are countless bones piled up, some of which have already been weathered into sand, but there are still many remaining under the accumulation of years. They seem to be dotted here, making this relic really like a relic, which is a trace left by the ancestors.
Luo Xingchen stared quietly, the blood-red river greeted his eyes, and the smell of blood drifted into his nose. He could feel a kind of tragedy, a kind of desolation accumulated over tens of thousands of years, here, once, was a battlefield!
There are thousands of continents in the spiritual world. These continents have never existed in the first place, nor will they remain unchanged. Under the historical changes from one era to another, some continents may be destroyed, or some continents may be split, and there may be Continents will merge, and some continents may sink!
The Blue Wind Continent may have had a glorious history in the past, but it is a pity that the past has passed, and now, even the strong in the Spirit Seal realm are pitifully few.
Not to mention these, Luo Xingchen felt strange as soon as he came here. Almost all the strong men in the ruins gathered on the bank of this bloody river instead of crossing to the other bank. Why?
He watched the river carefully, but saw that in the river water about a hundred meters wide, some metal piles protruded from the river, looming.
These pillars are not arranged neatly, the distance is long or short, the front and back, left and right are uneven, it seems to be chaotic, each pillar is engraved with some weird and cumbersome inscriptions, it seems to be full of deep meaning, it does not look so simple.
While he was observing silently, Qin Yang had already ran to the bank of the river without realizing it, pacing the crowd, quietly sweeping his eyes on the river, watching carefully.
Qin Yang's movement around, suddenly made some warriors frowned and became irritable.
"Boy, get out of here!" A big man with thick eyebrows and big eyes yelled, his eyes widened, and Qin Yang's body suddenly stiffened.
When Luo Xingchen heard the sound, he quickly walked over to see what was going on. His eyes fell on the man with thick eyebrows, and he found that the strength of this man was the perfection of agility. The man’s shout was immediately attracted. A whole number of hundreds of gazes condensed here together, converging on Qin Yang's body.
Qin Yang suddenly turned around and glanced at the man with thick eyebrows blankly.
This big man became even more annoyed. He stared at the thief's big eyeballs, glanced at Qin Yang murderously, and shouted coldly, "You dare to look at me like this, kid boy, your spiritual strength, why come in and wander around? Are you not afraid of death?"
Most of the people present also had this kind of doubt. They immediately noticed Luo Xingchen. Two teenagers of the same age had similar realms. The strength of the spiritual energy realm and those who had the courage to enter were the only two of them. Now, it’s maverick.
Qin Yang could hardly suppress the anger in his heart. He couldn't bear being ridiculed and contemptuous. He immediately said with a disdainful expression: "A man of dozens of years old, and he is still hovering in an agile realm to achieve Consummation. If I were you, I would have been ridiculed. I was killed, what did the dog bark in front of me?"
"Crack!" The big man clenched his thick fist, his lungs were about to explode. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Babbit! Looking for death—"
Luo Xingchen shook his head silently, expressing helplessness, because a human tragedy was about to happen again.
At the same time, he was a little admired, how Qin Yang could get into conflict wherever he went, and if he took two steps, he could provoke others. This is really no one.
The aura on the big man's fist circled around, and the more he gathered, the more he had reached 80 to 90% of his power, he didn't plan to keep his hands!
At the same time, what Qin Yang said just now angered many of the late peaks and even consummated powerhouses present on the scene. They can possess such strength, most of which are about the same age as this man with thick eyebrows. Qin Yang insulted this man , Which is tantamount to insulting their group of people.
"Huh, I don't know how high the sky is."
"Yes, bastard, kill him!"
The big man's sturdy arms had already accumulated a huge amount of strength, and his fist felt like a ball of flame was burning. After a few steps, the astonishing momentum had already struck him head-on.
Qin Yang's expression condensed, his eyes squinted in an instant, his thoughts moved, and he began to prepare to summon Hao Sun Sword.
"Yeah!" The big man yelled, staring at his eyes, and there was wind under his feet, and he stepped forward like a tiger. The fierce arrogance was about to swallow Qin Yang. Everyone's eyes met, waiting for Qin Yang to be broken into pieces. .
"Boom!" A strong palm instantly held the big man's fist, but he saw a man suddenly stopped in front of Qin Yang. He was tall and burly, he was wrapped in chains, his face was scarred, and his eyes were deep. , Hidden edge, the perfect momentum of the Lingtu Realm, shocked the crowd!