Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 89 Are We Really Going Down?
Cheng Xinglan's eyes were full of confusion.

How else could he feel?
His biggest impression is that the little senior sister is very good, and the little junior brother is very good.

Just when Cheng Xinglan was about to speak out what was in his heart, when he met Jiang Yanlu's calm gaze, he suddenly felt blessed.

His eyes lit up, and he said, "Little sister, after this incident, I deeply felt the lack of my own cultivation. Don't worry, I will devote myself to training during this trip to the Pantu Desert, and strive to improve my swordsmanship and strive for... You must be promoted from the early stage of the Golden Core Realm to the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and I will never let you and the younger brother hold you back!"

Jiang Yanlu nodded in satisfaction.

The three of them no longer hesitated, and continued to fly with their swords, heading deep into the hinterland of the Pantu Desert.

For three days in a row.

The more they walked to the center, the more they could feel the power to hurt people contained in the sand flying in the air.

It's getting late.

Jiang Yanlu raised his hand and made a gesture, then turned to Qiyue and Cheng Xinglan and said, "Rest here for the night first."

Several people landed gently.

Just as Jiang Yanlu put away the Nine Heavens Sword, a person suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air.

She raised her eyes, without even thinking about it, she raised her hand and knocked the person in front of her away.

"puff--"

The young man accepted Jiang Yanlu's palm abruptly, flew ten meters away, and fell hard to the ground.

The blood in the mouth spilled all over the floor, drawing a "one" shape.

He had a bitter face, paralyzed on the desert in pain.

There is a kind of shattered jar, broken, dead posture.

Only then did Jiang Yanlu see the person lying on the ground clearly.

"Ke Tang?"

This person was wearing the uniform of Wuxiangzong, he seemed to be Ke Tang, the disciple of Wuxiangzong who they met in Dinghai City and got along with for a few days.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ke Tang sat up in shock in a dying instant.

"Jiang Yanlu! Thank you!"

Before the smile on his face bloomed, the pain in his internal organs spread first.

Two expressions appeared on his face at the same time, intertwined into a twisted shape.

He couldn't help giving Jiang Yanlu a thumbs up: "Sister Lu has great palm power!"

Jiang Yanlu: "..."

You can also joke and show that nothing is wrong.

She threw a bottle of pills to Ke Tang: "It's your compensation."

Ke Tang knew that Jiang Yan's deer elixir was powerful, so he quickly took it and put it in his mustard bag.

Then he took out other pills and stuffed them in his mouth.

Cheng Xinglan: "..."

He was confused: "Little sister, who is he?"

Jiang Yanlu said concisely: "The disciple of Wu Xiangzong, Ke Tang, had contact in Dinghai City before."

Cheng Xinglan understood.

He took a few steps forward, pulled the people on the ground up, and said familiarly, "Brother Ke Tang, my name is Cheng Xinglan."

Jiang Yanlu's eyes fell on Ke Tang.

When they parted, Ke Tang was still at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

I haven't seen him for a few months, but he also broke through the golden core realm.

Cheng Xinglan asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly appear in front of us?"

Ke Tang was worried that he had no place to complain, so he touched his upper and lower lips and began to speak:

"After there was a change in the secret realm in the Pantu Desert, the Zongmen sent me and a few senior brothers to come together."

"Not long after we arrived in the desert, we ran into a Nascent Soul cultivator! Without further ado, the monk came at us with two Red Fire Meteor Hammers."

"We hurriedly put on the speed talisman and fled inward. We managed to get rid of the monk's pursuit, and fell from the quicksand pool into the old nest of the mutated rainbow ants."

"The Hongying ants are bigger than a human being, densely packed, filling the entire nest."

"After we fell, the entrance above the head was closed. We couldn't find the exit, and we couldn't beat the mutant Hongying ants, so we had to tear off the life-saving talisman and escape from inside."

Cheng Xinglan's mind was spinning quickly: "So you just escaped from the old nest of the mutated Hongying ants, and you were slapped away by my little senior sister?"

Ke Unlucky Tang couldn't laugh: "Yes."

Before he went out this time, he should have counted.

Ke Tang looked eagerly at Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue: "Fate brought us together, do you want to think about it, and take me in for a few days?"

He brought enough spirit stones this time, and handed Jiang Yanlu a small mustard bag containing ten thousand spirit stones: "I won't follow you in vain."

Jiang Yanlu took the mustard seed bag without hesitation, and readily agreed: "Okay, do you still remember where the old nest of the mutated Hongying ants is?"

Ke Tang was taken aback: "I remember, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yanlu smiled slightly: "Please show me the way tomorrow."

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into the night.

Under the signal of Jiang Yanlu's eyes, Cheng Xinglan stuck a few spirit-gathering talismans on his body and entered the state of cultivation.

Qiyue also pretended to post a few spirit-gathering talismans and closed his eyes.

Jiang Yanlu sat aside and drew symbols.

Ke Tang who was just about to lie down and sleep saw this scene, and sat up in embarrassment.

When he was in Dinghai City earlier, although Jiang Yanlu and the others were involved, he was accompanied by two juniors.

Now, among this group of people, he seemed out of place among this group of people.

The disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect are really good!

Ke Tang simply didn't sleep anymore, took out the talisman pen and talisman paper from the mustard bag, and started drawing beside him.

His talent is among the best in the sect.

The speed of drawing symbols is also the top existence in the sect.

But when he finished drawing one talisman, Jiang Yanlu had already drawn five.

Ke Tang: "..."

Is she really a sword cultivator!
Horror!
Early the next morning.

Ke Tang took Jiang Yanlu and the others to the old nest of the mutated Hongying ants.

Cheng Xinglan didn't understand: "Little sister, what are you doing in the nest of the mutated Hongying ants?"

Jiang Yanlu said: "The entrance to the Pantu Desert Secret Realm is a sandstorm, and the sand and gravel in the sandstorm can hurt people, but the armor of the mutated Hongying Ant is hard enough to resist part of the damage."

"With it, we won't be seriously injured when we enter the secret realm."

Ke Tang turned his head and looked at Jiang Yanlu eagerly: "Sister Lu, can I also have a set of mutated Hongying Ant's armor?"

Jiang Yanlu smiled: "As long as you do well and obey the arrangement, you will naturally have it."

Ke Tang nodded: "Don't worry! I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

The four of them walked for half a day.

Finally arrived at the quicksand pond where Ke Tang fell yesterday.

Looking at the familiar scene, Ke Tang flinched.

"Sister Lu, the mutated Hongying Ant's nest is very deep. After we fell, it took a while before our feet landed on the ground."

"And it's very dark inside, and there are countless mutated Hongying ants, ranging from the third to the fifth order."

Thinking of the scene he saw yesterday, his scalp was numb.

"The most important thing is that after we go down, it will be difficult to find the exit again."

"Are we really going down?"

Jiang Yanlu raised his eyebrows: "Who said we are going down?"

Before Ke Tang could relax, he heard Jiang Yanlu say: "We won't go down, but you will go down."

　Ke Tang: "⊙o⊙"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)