Chapter 168 Channels
Shenlongyu has extremely magnificent scenery, and also has the most magnificent buildings.

The rare spiritual flower and spiritual grass in Xiuling Continent also grow randomly on the roadside and in the valley like weeds.

Opportunities are everywhere.

There are also crises everywhere.

The creatures in Shenlongyu are used to seeing good things, and they are also used to the law of the jungle killing people and seizing treasures.

In a place where strength is the most important thing, as long as you think about it, you can give a ninety-nine 81 and so on.

At first glance, the cultivation of the group of Qing Lingzong is really ordinary, and at first glance they show their wealth, which also attracts people's attention.

When leaving the restaurant, Su Changhuan snorted lightly, and said via voice transmission: "There is a tail following."

Sang Zhixia and Chi Zhishu naturally walked on both sides.

In the grass, spiritualists with a green fish head and a horse head who thought they were hiding well were communicating in low voices.

"Have we been discovered?"

"How is it possible? After so many years of robbing, which time did you miss it?"

"Besides, I can hit a hundred of the spirit saints from the lower world!" Green Yutou patted his chest proudly, and suddenly burrowed deep into the grass as if remembering something.

Matou Lingxiu pressed his ears to the ground, his eyes sharply swept towards the direction where the target left, and secretly said bad luck.

"Are you still hiding? Everyone has gone far away, and I lost them after a while."

The green fish stood up straight with a carp, and the cat moved quickly with its body bent.

Song Jingmo picked out his ears, thinking that he still wanted to rob him with this little ability, and he was prepared to fall into their hands today if he didn't get blackmailed!

These two spiritual cultivators really hid their bodies very well. If it wasn't for Su Changhuan's extremely strong spiritual sense, which had sensed that someone was watching and following them in advance, Song Jingmo would not have intentionally paid attention to the troubles around him.

Mossosaurus is sensitive to changes in the environment.

A seed falls into the soil, a cluster of new buds stretches in the sun, a flower quietly blooms—even the flow of sap in the plant, as long as Song Jingmo thinks, he can hear it.

Where there is water, Song Jingmo can "see" everything that happens within the range of perception through perception.

The group of people was walking at a normal speed, and Song Jingmo "watched" with great interest the figures of the two dogs hiding here and there XZ and then hiding with serious faces, pondered for a moment, and then asked sincerely.

"Are those two tails really here to rob? Are you sure they're not here to be funny?"

The aborigines who have lived in the Shenlong domain for a longer time do have a better understanding of the terrain and even use some natural traps to set up a situation, but this does not include following the road in this way.

"They are just forwards, and they are responsible for following us. When the opportunity is confirmed, more people will do it." Su Changhuan has seen bigger scenes and has no fear of such small scenes.

"Senior Sister Changhuan, do you know how many people there are?"

Su Changhuan didn't pay attention to this, Sheng Zhichun asked, and Su Changhuan let go of his consciousness, and his expression became slightly cold after discovering no less than a hundred strange breaths hanging behind him.

He talked about looking down on the strength of these people, but he entangled hundreds of people to bully the few with more.

Are you not afraid of too many monks and too little porridge?
Song Jingmo held the spirit beast bag that Gale had been with in his hand, and remained silent.

The group of people is going to the Lingyuan Mountains.

The brothers and sisters heard the news that the spirit whale was born in the Lingyuan Mountains, and they unanimously decided to go to the Lingyuan Mountains.

Regardless of whether he could find a way to revive Gale in the Lingyuan Mountains, at least Song Jingmo had some hope in his heart.

There is a large dense forest near the Lingyuan Mountains.

Song Jingmo was a little tired from the journey, so he turned over and rode on the Cloud-Treading Colt, glanced at a certain tree with luxuriant branches and leaves inadvertently, and slowly retracted.

There is no service for renting mounts in Shenlongyu, and the spirit boat that can be used normally in Xiuling Continent is also useless. The journey depends entirely on manpower and spiritual power.

As they approached their destination, the speed of the group slowed down.

"This place is the best place to kill people and throw away corpses." The green fish let out a weird laugh.

"In the dense forest, you may not be able to tell who is in the dark." Matou Lingxiu turned his head into a human form, and now he looked like a delicate and delicate Lingxiu.

Lu Yutou was too lazy to talk to this brother who was always hesitant in doing things, so he quickly sent out the signal as agreed.

Suddenly there was a bird call in the dense forest.

"Here we come." Su Changhuan's eyes were slightly sharp.

Since you dare to make a move, you must be prepared to have no return.

Wearing dark clothes and blending into the dense forest, a group of robbers who hit it off and formed an alliance to rob quickly surrounded the big fat sheep in their eyes as planned. The few leaders made no secret of their greed and walked out with grinning grins. I want to have a good discussion with people.

He looked presumptuously at the handsome fat sheep, and thought about the many dragon stones in his heart. Seeing people stop still, he just thought he was stunned, and the greed in his heart grew a little more. Just as he was about to speak, the most fragile throat It was cut by a sharp blade, bringing out a line of blood.

There was a terrified look in the widened eyes, and it never occurred to him before he fell to the ground that a fat sheep is not a fat sheep.

Song Jingmo put the knife back into its sheath, and glanced around indifferently.

"Come out and follow along."

There are not many pure-blooded humans in Shenlongyu, and Song Jingmo doesn't have much loneliness. He directly suppressed the pressure of blood, and the green fish head whose cultivation base was two steps higher than Song Jingmo's was directly pressed to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The blood pressure of the dragon clan is more effective for the aquatic clan.

Under the pressure of high-level bloodlines, more pure-blooded monster spirits were unable to maintain their grotesque human forms, and they turned into their own bodies one after another.

The size of the main body is very obvious in the dense forest. Chi Zhishu took a rough look and felt a little greedy.

"It's pigs, fish, deer, and cows. There's so much meat, you can have a barbecue with one piece."

Sang Zhixia slapped Chi Zhishu hard, and agreed, "This is food for us."

Not really.

Because the aura is too strong near the Lingyuan Mountains, there are no animals active in this area.

Just talking about that pig, fat and strong, there is a lot of meat at first glance, the boss has four hooves, and one hoof may be able to fill a pot of stewed pig's feet.

"It's good to eat it marinated."

Song Jingmo's hand holding the dagger trembled slightly, but the demon cultivators who were regarded as reserve meat trembled even more.

With the coercion of Canglanlong's blood first, and the coercion of Su Changhuan's spiritual power, one of them really couldn't stand up.

Sheng Zhichun saw that his head was still stubbornly raised, so he thoughtfully asked Xiaohua to give them a special fragrance of flowers one by one.

Not to mention falling asleep, at least he will be exhausted and unable to move.

"Do you want to live?" Song Jingmo could see that these demon cultivators were not stained with blood, which meant that the previous robbery did not kill anyone.

In this way, it can be bypassed as appropriate.

It's just that since it fell into their hands, it shouldn't be too much to ask these robbery demon cultivators to spit out all the things they ate before.

With one hand, he pulled out the dagger at his waist and patted the green carp on the head.

"Let's talk, it's money or life."

Sang Zhixia had never seen her little junior sister blackmail someone, put one hand on Chi Zhishu's shoulder, and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from nowhere with the other hand, and started to nibble comfortably.

Sheng Zhichun gave birth to a sunflower, and when the sunflower seeds in the flower plate matured, the spiritual power was used to peel off the sunflower seeds, and the younger brothers and sisters next to them continued to fry them, and Su Changhuan was divided into a plate.

It's really that these demon cultivators are too short-sighted.

Not to mention that they are really not soft persimmons, even if they are interested in Dragon Stone, they should think carefully about it. They dare to use Dragon Stone for big and generous flowers, would they be careless?In the final analysis, I still don't have long eyes and regard them as soft persimmons.

Now, being robbed is a matter of course.

One word, yes.

Two words, deserve it.

Three words, too deserved.

Song Jingmo also heard the crisp sound of cracking melon seeds behind him, and his hands moved a little faster. He opened the green carp's mouth with a little ingenuity, and threw a very bitter pill into it with precision.

Do the same for the other demon cultivators who look like leaders.

The demon cultivator, who had never suffered so much before, collapsed on the ground, his face full of lovelessness.

"Ask again, do you want money or life?"

The horse demon cultivator foamed at the mouth, kicked his hooves, looked at the Tayunju who was leisurely flicking his tail and eating melon seeds in front of him, and kept repeating in his heart: Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong——

Originally, it should be their line that they want money or life.

Now not only the lines have been changed, but the characters have also been changed.

Mazu Lingxiu shed tears of remorse, and said very flexibly: "I will give you everything."

After receiving an answer that was not an option, Song Jingmo turned his head to look at the horse clan spiritual cultivation, and recognized that this was the horse head who had followed them all the way.

Just looking at the appearance, this is actually a very handsome horse, at least it looks strong, can pull heavy loads and travel, and is very alert.

Mazu Lingxiu piled all his belongings in front of him, seeing that this pile of darlings would soon no longer belong to him, tears were about to fall.

What Song Jingmo saw was a pile of rags that looked like broken copper and rotten iron. The corners of his mouth twitched. After looking carefully, he realized that these were all spiritual materials with rich aura and extraordinary material.

In terms of the price of Shenlongyu, the spiritual cultivation of the horse clan can be said to be quite rich.

It's not that they are too poor to live on, but they still do robbery with money in their pockets, which is purely out of the right mind.

With a wave of his hand, Song Jingmo put all the rubbish into the storage artifact, and turned to the next target.

"What about you?"

"If you want money, you want a life!" Green Yutou clenched his teeth, putting on a posture that he would rather die than obey.

"Oh—that's a good relationship—" Song Jingmo turned around and shouted. The strong brothers and sisters quickly cleaned the six-meter-long green carp and began to paste mud on it.

"You you you - what is this -" When the wet mud covered the body little by little, the green fish head began to panic.

"It's too troublesome to remove the scales, so I simply paste it with yellow mud. After cooking the mud shell, the scales and skin will fall off, and the fish meat inside will emit a strong fragrance, fragrant and tender, and taste sweet." Song Jingmo intentionally Drawn intonation.

Lu Yutou felt distressed and wanted to hug himself, who had been arranged to eat in such a short time, but found that he had already been covered with mud.

"I'll give it all to you! I'm willing to hand over my wealth! Don't get confused!" The green fish head, who knew how he would die, thought of how he was slowly suffocating and being slowly roasted after being covered in mud, and immediately burst into tears. Defend.

"It would have been better to cooperate like this earlier." Song Jingmo sighed softly.

This green carp grew up eating spirit flowers and spirit fruits and drinking spirit springs, and also ate a lot of small fish and shrimp as snacks.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Yutou had recognized the coward a little faster, Song Jingmo might not have let go of this fresh and high-quality food when the mud was all covered.

With some regret, Song Jingmo put away the large pile of spiritual plants offered by the green carp. Song Jingmo didn't waste any more time. His spiritual power woke up all the other robbers who were sleeping or pretending to be sleeping. He lowered his voice and asked friendlyly, "Do you want money or life?"

The senior brothers and sisters have already learned Song Jingmo's routine, and each selected the unlucky guy to start practicing. After the group entered the Lingyuan Mountain Range, they were searched and cleaned up. The monster robbers lying in the dense forest all had similar expressions .

Confused, helpless, pitiful, scared...

"It's just temporarily sleeping." There are other spirit-sourced creatures living in the Lingyuan mountain range.

The person who received Song Jingmo and the others was a young man with warm eyebrows and white beard and hair.

"Is there any way to make the blast recover better?" Song Jingmo couldn't feel the breath of the blast, and couldn't calm down.

"It's in your sea of ​​consciousness, and it's well protected." The young man raised his hand and slightly raised Song Jingmo's brows, and Song Jingmo saw the pale blue light ball held in Tuanzi's paw in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"If you want it to recover faster, you need to find a spiritual source with vitality and let it settle in it to recuperate."

"Spiritual whales are naturally auspicious. If they want to regain enough power in this world, they need to consume a lot of spiritual sources."

"There is no spiritual source that meets the requirements in the Lingyuan Mountain Range." The boy said apologetically.

Song Jingmo was silent for a moment, and took out the piece of spiritual source ore that had been cut by her.

"Does this spiritual source meet the requirements?" At that time, she only felt that the breath of this spiritual source was special, and didn't think much about it.

"Carve it into the shape of a spirit whale, and then put the spirit consciousness of the spirit whale into it to warm up. Maybe it won't be long before the spirit whale wakes up." The young man said warmly.

Knowing that Haifeng is still by his side, and knowing how to wake him up, Song Jingmo's tense spirit has relaxed a lot, but he still insists on following his brothers and sisters to act together.

A special channel will be connected between Shenlong Realm and Xiuling Continent soon.

At that time, the aura from the Dragon Realm will be poured into the Lingxiu Continent, and the Lingxiu in response to the Lingxiu Continent will activate a large formation to repair the gaps with the aura from the Dragon Domain.

This is an extremely critical part of the plan, but it is not the only solution to repairing the cracks, and it is not the way to end it all.

The passage was built on the outskirts of Shenlongyu. Song Jingmo lowered his eyes and sensed subtle spatial fluctuations.

The teleportation array has already been constructed. You only need to draw the core of the teleportation array with special blood and fill it with dragon stones. It will connect with the teleportation platform already built on the Lingxiu Continent and build a special channel.

The closer to the center of the formation, the stronger the spatial fluctuations, and the spatial cracks can swallow life at any time.

Unexpectedly, in the center of the formation, with a pen stained with golden blood, he outlined the lines with one stroke.

The last stroke fell, and the teleportation array lit up with golden light.

In the wasteland, a golden beam of light descended, connecting the heaven and the earth like a miracle.

(End of this chapter)

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