Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

Jin Qilin looked down on Ye Ning without hesitation, and said: "Baby? What kind of treasure can you have! Isn't it enough for you to have the demon refining pot? It's really greedy.【 】"

"Hehe. Although the demon refining pot is good, I can only exert one-thousandth of its power now. It's useless at critical moments. Let's find some top-quality treasures."

"It's very rare to have a low-grade holy artifact here. I'm afraid it's not easy to find the top-grade treasure. In fact, it's a bit far-fetched to say that this is the breeding ground of the gods. This is just a corridor leading to the breeding ground!"

"What?! Such a vast space is just a corridor?"

"Yes. The real farm is an independent space, and this corridor is the entrance."

"Then can we enter the real farm?"

"Only you?" Jin Qilin gave Ye Ning a disdainful glance, and said, "The storm when you travel through space will tear you into pieces. Of course, there must be a lot of magic weapons in the breeding ground of the gods. According to me As far as we know, the Great Elder of the Qingtian Peng Clan is imprisoned there. That is a monster of the fourteenth rank, and it is only one step away from becoming a divine beast. If you want to kill him, at least you have to use a fairy weapon!"

"Hehe, then let's go, since we've come here, we have to scrape something from this corridor to take away."

Jin Qilin snorted coldly and disappeared into the Jinlin sword, leaving behind only a voice: "You think beautifully. Baby, I won't come out when I have nothing to do in the future, I'm too tired."

"Stingy ghost." Ye Ning muttered, giving up the idea of ​​beating the golden unicorn.Anyway, with the Jinlin sword in his hands, he might exploit that ten thousand year old monster at some point.

Then, Ye Ning searched around carefully, but did not find any treasures, and finally left unwillingly.As soon as he walked out of the valley, he suddenly thought of the "mysterious sarcophagus" mentioned by monk Wukongmen. Since it can attract the attention of the venerable, it may be a good treasure, so he hurriedly shouted at the Jinlin sword: "Jin Lao, Jin Lao, can you Do you know where there is a mysterious sarcophagus in this corridor?"

However, even though Ye Ning broke his throat, Jin Qilin never showed up again.

"Hmph, I'll find it myself!"

Ye Ning grumbled and walked forward.

The road ahead is much smoother, without the extremely hot wind and sand in the Scarlet Desert, and there are no sixth-order poisonous fire scorpions that appear all the time. There are even more flowers and trees on the roadside, just like the mundane world.Ye Ning was in a good mood, the harvest from the Forbidden Blood Pond was much more than he imagined, not to mention, he still had a storage bag of a sage monk of Wukongmen on his waist.

Gradually, the road became smaller and smaller, and it seemed to vaguely lead to a certain valley.The trees became thinner, the sun dimmed, and the mountain wind blew through the cracks in the rocks, and there was a cold sound.

"It's weird!"

Ye Ning smelled a faint smell of blood, and hurriedly called out the pentaprism, which turned into a ball of five-color light to protect him.

Then, step by step, he explored the way forward.

Entering the mouth of the valley, it suddenly became clear that there was an incomparably tall mountain oncoming. There was a slit in the middle of the mountain, and eight corpses were impressively nailed to the mountain walls on both sides!

Eight corpses, five men and three women, all wearing purple gowns, were all second-generation disciples of the sage Lian Yunzong!One of them was a particularly burly man, Ye Ning had a relationship with him once, he was a silly big man who laughed all day long.However, he was pierced through the mouth by a snake-shaped flying sword, and he was firmly nailed to the cold mountain wall!The blood had been freeze-dried, covering half of his face, only a pair of round eyes, showing an expression of unwillingness.