The Immortal Spiritual Picture

After a brief feeling of weightlessness, Gu Fengyu entered the Biheng secret realm.

But Gu Fengshang was not by his side.

There was no surprise on Gu Feng's face. He knew before entering the secret realm that monks would be randomly teleported to different locations after entering the secret realm. If they wanted to form a team, they had to make some preparations in advance.

However, Gu Feng is now a late-stage monk of the 꿨 God. He can come and go freely in this 뀖-level secret realm without having to team up with anyone.

After scanning the surrounding area with his spiritual consciousness, Gu Feng found neither any 뀖-level ferocious beast nor any other 꿨 godly monks.

"Forget it, he won't go crazy against those Jindan monks, let him go!"

Gu Feng murmured, then took out the map and headed to the nearest 눁-level spiritual vein.

On the other side, the Jindan monks entered the Biheng Secret Realm one after another and appeared in different places in the secret realm.

"No wonder it's called Biheng Secret Realm, it turns out the sky is blue!

There are no sun, moon and stars yet, which is really interesting. "

A Gu family golden elixir who had just entered the secret realm sighed like this, and then sighed again.

“This is really lucky, tsk;

There is not even a first-order spiritual vein nearby. This is too biased. "

After he finished speaking, he randomly looked for a direction to hunt for the treasure.

But what this Gu family golden elixir didn't know was that compared to some people, he was lucky to be transported to a deserted land with no spiritual veins.

“My ancestors don’t bless me!!!!

Stop fucking chasing me! ! ! !

I don’t want to fall into your stinking nest! ! ! ! "

In a swamp filled with stench and miasma, Sayazi, a late-stage Jindan monk wearing the same uniform of the Gu family, was running wildly.

I saw that his movements were strange, and his escape speed was very fast, but he had already traveled a hundred meters in just one breath.

But the speed of the foot-long pig spirit behind him was undeniable. Its eyes were glowing red, and the thick mud on its body did not affect its pursuit speed at all. It was chasing after it like a mad dog. The Gu family's golden elixir monks in front of him were persistent.

Yue Mo had been chased for half a quarter of an hour, but the Gu family monk hadn't gotten rid of this stinky pig yet, so he couldn't help but get angry.

He raised his hand and a spiritual sword appeared in his hand. When he raised the hilt, he made a sword sound to clear away the miasma. He bit out:

“Chasing, chasing, chasing!

Let you chase!

Fight for your life with the sword!

Die to me! "

Suddenly, the Gu family's golden elixir was full of momentum!

I saw the sword energy all over his body, and the whole body became like a sharp sword, which made me dare not look directly!

When the fifth-level pig spirit saw this, he rushed over without hesitation!

I saw that the Gu family's golden elixir did not dodge or dodge, and the spiritual sword in his hand penetrated the pig spirit instantly like a rainbow piercing the sun!

Just one move!

This fifth-level low-grade pig essence was so powerfully treated by the Gu family's golden elixir that it could no longer die.

However, he never thought that the Gu family monk holding the spirit sword did not stop his momentum and directly hit the ground, blasting a large crater with a diameter of more than 100 meters.

"Ahem, cough, cough, it's really unlucky, I'm covered in stinky mud again..."

The Gu family monk said this and stood up staggeringly.

He came to the giant pig spirit that had been killed twice. After feeling disgusted for a long time, he searched its remnant soul for a while, but did not get any useful information.

but······

The Gu family monk crushed the remaining soul in his hand and seemed to be thinking about something.

He took out a storage bag that had been used for a long time and put away the body of the smelly pig. His consciousness swept around and found that someone was heading in the direction of him.

Could it be that the noise caused by the brief exchange just attracted other people's attention?

He thought so, and was alert for a moment. After he found out who it was, his face darkened again. Just as he was about to lift his legs and leave, that annoying voice came over.

"oops!

Let me see who this is!

It turns out to be Gu Ze껩!

how?

Just entered the secret realm and started fighting for your life? "

Gu Ze's face was dark, and he saw a white-faced scholar in white clothes and holding a folding fan walking in front of him.

It’s just that the ordinary white-faced scholar has a gentle speech and a gentle temperament;

But this white-faced scholar has a sharp tongue and likes to tease others the most.

Gu Ze flipped his sleeves carelessly and shook off the smelly ideas from the white-faced scholar, and then he said nonchalantly:

“It’s better to fight for your life than to lose your life.

It's you, you're nearby, forget it, why are you here? "

The white-faced scholar did not avoid the dirt. Looking at his dirty clothes, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, but his mouth was unforgiving.

"Didn't I come here just to watch your jokes?

껩I don’t know what 께 shrimp, 늀 makes you start to fight for your life. "

The white-faced scholar said, "tsk tsk" twice.

"But you just entered the secret realm and started fighting for your life;

How about one month left after 껣녦?

I wonder how many more times you can fight for your life? "

Gu Ze껩's life-fighting sword is naturally not unlimited in use, and the white-faced scholar knows this.

Gu Ze shook his hand, and this time the white-faced scholar quickly dodged away, only to find that this time Gu Ze was not trying to throw away some dirt at all, he just put away his spirit sword and used magic to remove the dirt on his body, and he couldn't help but feel short of breath.

"If you can't fight for your life, don't fight for your life. It's not like I only know how to fight for my life."

Gu Ze껩 said as he escaped somewhere.

The white-faced scholar didn't know what he was thinking, but he followed him.

"Let's do this!

How about you pay for my clothes and I'll protect you for a month? "

The scholar in white said this with a bit of pride on his face.

Gu Ze껩 rolled his eyes.

"Will you die if you just tell me that you want to team up with me?

And you, a defeated general, still want to protect me? "

The scholar in white flicked his sleeves, wiped away the mud spots on his clothes, and said calmly and calmly:

"I have to save face!"

Gu Ze껩 made a gesture,

"Let's form a team, I'll help you."

The white-faced scholar smiled and responded:

"You're dreaming.

Must be 55늁. "

"Then you go find someone else to form a team."

The white-faced scholar smiled again and shook his head.

"No, they have such a good temper that they can't even quarrel with me."

There will be a burden in the honest and honest 그뀞, but in the Gu Ze껩 and Gu Zebai 뀞 there is no burden at all.

Gu Ze껩 rolled his eyes at him, wondering how his bad temper could still attract people.

It's so evil.

But no matter what, the two finally formed a team.

Fifty-five percent.

Gu Ze껩 and Gu Zebai are both very powerful. Gu Ze껩 is a swordsman. He has special skills. He can kill a fifth-level low-grade pig spirit with no defense but thick skin with one desperate move. ;

Although Gu Zebai is not a swordsman, he is only slightly inferior.

According to his own words, he likes to fight a protracted war; he is different from a reckless man like Gu Ze who wants to fight tooth and nail whenever he meets.