Dragon Sword God

Chapter 552 I Hate You
Xiang Hao didn't dare to do anything outrageous to Qingcheng. Qingcheng is in the realm of the gods and a real goddess. If she really gets mad, Xiang Hao has no chance of winning.

The two quickly left Yuhua City and headed west all the way. After tens of miles away from Yuhua, the two stopped outside an ancient forest.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the roar of monster beasts could be heard from time to time in the forest, breaking the silence of the night sky.

"This ring has been sealed, the old guy is still a little worried, Qingcheng, see if you can crack it." Xiang Hao handed the Qiankun ring to Qingcheng.

Xiang Hao, on the other hand, lit a bonfire and sat beside it.

Qingcheng sat beside Xiang Hao, frowning and studying the Qiankun Ring, whispering: "This is a miniature magic circle, it seems a little difficult to break it."

"Let me see." Xiang Hao leaned his head over.

"Go, go, what do you know?" Qingcheng pushed Xiang Hao.

"I know a little about magic circles, let's study together."

"Big words." Qingcheng murmured, but he didn't push Xiang Hao any more, the little hairy monkey shrugged and shook his head, drowsy.

The light of the bonfire illuminated this small area, and the shadows of Xiang Hao and Qingcheng merged together.

"I have a clue." Xiang Hao said suddenly.

The magic circle on the Qiankun ring is not very strong, but it is very small, and it is integrated with the Qiankun ring. If one is not careful, it may damage the things in the Qiankun ring.

After Xiang Hao lowered his head and fiddled for a long time, suddenly there was a beep, and the seal of the Qiankun Ring was broken by him.

Xiang Hao swept his gaze, and found that there were hundreds of elixir in the Qiankun ring, all of which were repairing medicines, which were very valuable. However, what surprised Xiang Hao the most was the Qiankun ring, the space inside was very Big, like a big palace.

"The old guy is very generous. It seems that he really cares about Yao Ji Mie." Xiang Hao said with a smile.

"Let me take a look." Qingcheng came over curiously, took the Qiankun ring, and after a glance with her spiritual sense, she couldn't help being surprised and said: "They are all divine body grasses, and these hundreds of divine body grasses are worth tens of thousands of dollars." One hundred thousand."

"Then how much is this Qiankun ring worth?" Xiang Hao asked.

"Two thousand years ago, there were about 2000 Qiankun Rings of this kind."

"2000 years ago? Let's talk about it." Xiang Hao rolled his eyes, but no matter how you say this is a good thing from heaven, he doesn't care how much it is worth.

For the sake of safety, Xiang Hao set up a defensive magic circle under Qingcheng's surprised eyes, and then the two stayed outside the ancient forest all night!
……

The next day, the two walked out of the ancient forest, and there were vast mountains in front of them. Xiang Hao had the illusion of returning to the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Shiwan Dashan is located in Gao Yu's hometown, Xiang Hao still has some sighs in his heart when he thinks of that place.

"It's not right, there are many monks in this mountain." Qingcheng said suddenly.

Hearing this, Xiang Hao used his Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, his eyes glowed, and he saw everything more than a dozen miles away. Sure enough, he saw many monks looking for something in the deep mountains.

"What are they looking for?" Xiang Hao whispered curiously.

"Anyway, if we are going to the Immortal Realm, we have to pass through this mountain, why not just drop by and have fun, hee hee."

"You just know how to play."

The two of them entered the deep mountain, and not long after, they met a middle-aged monk.

Both Xiang Hao and Qingcheng didn't want to cause trouble, so they didn't speak, and wanted to go straight, but the middle-aged monk stared at Qingcheng as if looking for death, and his eyes were extremely dirty: "Little beauty, come, uncle I will take you to look for it together, I know where the tomb of Emperor Wu is."

"Get out." Qingcheng's face turned cold.

"Hey, the little beauty has a bad temper, she needs to be adjusted." The middle-aged monk ignored Xiang Hao directly, stretched out a hand, and grabbed Qingcheng.

Qingcheng was furious, completely furious, the aura of the divine way erupted, and the terror was endless. She shot with a bang, the dazzling light was dazzling, and the magic power was overwhelming, directly drowning the middle-aged monk.

When the magic power dissipated, the middle-aged cultivator was already dead, and Xiang Hao felt a little terrified when he saw it, and Qingcheng was furious.

"Ahem, it seems that what these people are looking for is the tomb of Emperor Wu." Xiang Hao said.

"What about Emperor Wu's tomb, you saw him talking and bullying me and you didn't help me, I hate you."

"Uh, this, you are faster than me."

"I just hate you anyway."

(End of this chapter)