Empress Master: Don’t go too far, evil disciple!

These days, Xiao Yilang is a little depressed, he is too depressed.

How can you live such a day, drink water every day when you are thirsty, and the days when you are thirsty when you drink water are really difficult.

Neither of them obeys the other.

Obviously, Gong Jingting's drinking skills are not good, but after a while, she is a little full.

However, Gong Jingting obviously can't drink Xiao Yilang, but she will always compete with him.

This made Xiao Yilang distressed for a while.

He was already thinking in his heart at the moment that when he went out, he must stay away from Gong Jingting immediately, and he couldn't stay there.

The female disciples of the Hehuan Sect are really terrifying, and the rumors in the cultivation world are really true.

If he was following Gong Jingting, he would become a human sooner or later.

By the next day, the two continued on their way.

"Kill!" Mu

Ran, there was a sound of fighting in the distance, Xiao Yilang looked at it, and saw that in the canyon, blood was flowing all over the ground, and the corpses were lying there in all directions.

More than a dozen figures were besieging a truck-sized monster with a crocodile head and a turtle body.

On the head of the crocodile turtle monster there is also a rhinoceros horn that is as red as blood.

"It's going to die, hurry up, kill it with all your might!" only

to hear the leader shout angrily, and at the same time, the long sword was unsheathed, and several sword lights slashed towards the snapping turtle.

For a while, everyone's eyes were red, and the long sword pierced into the snapping turtle's body, and blood flowed.

The snapping turtle let out a terrible roar, and with his backhand it bit a second-order monk to death, and then ran towards the rear.

"It's a disciple of the Xuanlong Sect. Gong Jingting said, "That monster is coming to us. "

This snapping turtle is an archaeological.

"Yes, the most valuable part of the snapping turtle is the snapping horn, which can be made into a holy weapon.

Gong Jingting said excitedly.

"Holy weapon?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yilang was shocked, what level of weapon is a holy weapon.

The weapon levels in the cultivation world are divided into three levels: magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and holy weapons.

The holy weapon is the top-level weapon, and as for the holy weapon, there is no level.

A holy weapon in the world is enough to set off a bloody storm, even if it is a super strong person in the Great Emperor Realm, it is difficult to have a holy weapon.

And in the land of Beizhou, the only thing that knows the origin of the holy weapon is in the cursed secret realm.

Among them, snapping turtle horn is the best material for sacred weapons.

With a turn of his eyes, the snapping turtle rushed over, followed by more than a dozen Xuanlong Sect disciples.

"Hide.

Xiao Yilang hurriedly pulled Gong Jingting and hid in the hidden place of the canyon.

When the snapping turtle rushed in front of him, he happened to be surrounded by the disciples of the Xuanlong Sect.

The two sides fought again involuntarily.

The snapping turtle let out a roar of rage, one low-ranking monk at a time.

In the end, under the final blow of the Xuanlong Sect's Holy Son Chu Nian, he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Cut off the snapping turtle horns.

Everyone cheered, and several monks directly chopped off the head of the snapping turtle, polished it finely, and the entire snapping turtle horn was completely removed.

The handsome boy Chu Nian said a word and flew to a boulder and began to recover cross-legged.

After a while, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Chu Nian opened his eyes impatiently, and his eyes froze.

I saw two figures in the distance, a man and a woman, flying towards the outside of the canyon.

Chu Nian ignored it, the disciples of the Xuanlong Sect were all like this, and the relationship was too chaotic.

"Senior Brother Holy Son, the snapping turtle horn is missing.

In the next second, a disciple's submissive voice sounded.

When Chu Nian heard this, he suddenly stood up.

"What? Where's my snapping turtle horn!"

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