The Immortal Spiritual Picture

On the other side, Gu Changhuan had arrived at a second-level spiritual vein a hundred miles away.

After asking Qing Tu and Mo Lin to be alert, Gu Changhuan entered the Xuantian Tower.

He had briefly checked Qin Li's storage bag before and had a rough idea of ​​what spiritual objects he had. This time he entered the Xuantian Tower. In addition to dealing with these spiritual objects, he had one more thing to do.

After planting the Jinyuan fruit tree, Gu Changhuan held a small cyan bottle with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

What he held in his hand was a small bottle of the blood essence of the fourth-order monster, the Golden-Eyed Fire Lion.

When formation masters are carving some formation disks, they can also use the blood of monster beasts; however, the blood of fourth-level monster beasts is rare and expensive, and generally third-level formation masters cannot use it; I don’t know if Qin Where did Li get the essence and blood of a fourth-level low-grade monster? It was now an advantage for him.

The small bottle of essence and blood he held was only enough to support him in one battle with others. However, this was the essence and blood of a fourth-order low-grade monster. The strength of the golden-eyed fire lion was comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core. If he could refine it for his own use, he would be safer in this secret realm.

Mo Lin and Qing Tu guarded the Xuantian Tower, and after just an hour, Gu Changhuan came out.

At this moment, Qing Tu was taking a nap with his eyes closed, but his furry tail was swaying; Mo Lin was perched high up, looking down at Qing Tu's big furry tail while alert.

After Gu Changhuan appeared, two spiritual beasts squatted on Gu Changhuan's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

The two spirit beasts are still half-sized now. When they grow into adults, if they don't have the ability to control their body size at will, I'm afraid they won't be able to squat on Gu Changhuan's shoulders like they are now.

He smiled and touched the heads of the two spiritual beasts.

After so many years, the relationship between the two spiritual beasts has improved a lot. Gu Changhuan has not seen them fight for a long time, probably because his spiritual intelligence has improved a lot!

At the same time, on the other side, the Yan family and the others had broken through the restrictive formations one after another and arrived at the edge of the core of the secret realm.

"Those people from the Tianqiong Sect have quite a lot of abilities. They have encountered various formations and monsters along the way. If not for the leadership of our ancestors, I am afraid that none of us would have been able to survive."

Yan Riyi complained.

Other members of the Yan family nodded in agreement.

Along the way, they spent a lot of effort to find the core of the secret realm and control it.

Fortunately, with the protection of Yan Xiangming, no monks have died for the time being, but some minor injuries are inevitable.

In fact, Yan Riyi is not the only one who is angry in his heart. The other Yan family members also have more or less negative emotions. Since they entered the secret realm, they have been forced to suffer hidden losses one after another, including those who have been dead for who knows how many years. The enemy has set you back, and you can't do anything to retaliate, not to mention feeling aggrieved.

On the other hand, Yan Xiangming's mentality was quite peaceful. Although he lost an arm and his face was as cold as ice, he understood that as long as he could control this secret realm, all the efforts would be worth it.

This secret realm is very large and has several fifth-level spiritual veins. If it can be fully controlled and developed, it is not impossible for the Yan family to become the overlord of the Eastern Wasteland in the future, just like the Zhou family in Central Continent.

Moreover, it is only the Golden Core monks who set up these obstacles. Although some of them are proficient in formations, in the end they are still limited by their own strength. They can only do some tricks in the formations and use monsters and beasts to deal with them. people;

But monsters are just monsters after all. When facing human monks, except for some monsters with strong bloodlines and high intelligence, most of the rest are no match for human monks.

What's more, the fifth-level monsters in the secret realm have not been baptized by the heavenly tribulation, and their intelligence can only be compared with that of a child. How can they fight against the old monsters of Nascent Soul who have lived for who knows how many years?

Even if the fifth-level alien beast had rough skin, thick flesh, and great strength, it still wasn't killed by him.

Yan Xiangming thought like this, and his spiritual consciousness swept through it again, and then he discovered another fifth-level low-grade formation a thousand meters away.

Yan Xiangming perked up and ran towards the formation with a frosty aura on his face.

Everyone in the Yan family looked at each other and followed closely behind.

"It's the fifth level formation again."

Yan Rixuan frowned, thought for a moment, and said:

"This should be the last place!"

The fifth-level formation is not a piece of cake. Even for the current Yan family, it is not easy to arrange the fifth-level formation. What's more, these people are just a few golden elixir remnants of the Tianqiong Sect.

Everyone looked at Yan Xiangming in unison.

Although Yan Xiangming is not a formation master, he is the person with the highest cultivation level present, has lived many years longer than everyone else, and has extensive knowledge. How to break the formation still has to wait for Yan Xiangming's instructions.

Facing everyone's gaze, Yan Xiangming said with a cold face:

"You should meditate first to restore your true energy."

Everyone looked at each other, then sat cross-legged and began to absorb the spiritual energy.

They also spent a lot of real energy along the way, and they really needed to take a rest.

Yan Xiangming looked at these juniors, patted the spirit beast bag, and a lazy black panther appeared next to him.

This black panther may not look amazing, but it is actually a fourth-level high-grade spiritual beast. It is only a few chances away from the fifth level.

The leopard slowly circled around Yan Xiangming, stretched out its big head and rubbed Yan Xiangming's clothes, and then lay down at his feet, looking like it didn't want to move anymore.

Yan Xiangming took out a black pill, flicked his finger, and the leopard opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the pill in one go, making a gurgling sound.

"Seeing" the black panther like this, the chill on Yan Xiangming's face seemed to ease a little. He patted the leopard's big head and said:

"Protect me."

The leopard squatted lazily, not only his eyes became sharp, but his ears also stood up very alertly. It seemed that it was really like that.

Yan Xiangming sat cross-legged and began to perform some secret technique.

At the same time, in a mountain far away from the Yan family, the ancestor Luo Feng sat on the ground panting;

A few hundred meters away from him, there was a formation. In the formation, a fox demon with a human face lay motionless on the ground. There was no scar on his body, and it was unknown why he died.