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Qin Ming remained calm, he estimated that since Jiancao could perceive the other party's existence for the first time.

I'm afraid that the cultivator of the Divine Fire Realm also noticed the aura of the sword grass converging, and then rushed over.

However, after Jiancao returned to Shi Lingfan, no matter how strong the opponent was, it would be difficult to find it.

The boa constrictor lowered his head slightly and moved closer to Qin Ming, seeming to sniff, but there was nothing to notice, so he withdrew back.

"This mountain is a bit weird." Yuan Chang didn't get too entangled and said, looking at other places.

Qin Ming heard that this uncle in the Divine Fire Realm was not a monk near here, and seemed to be here for the first time.

"What's the weirdness in Senior's mouth?" Qin Ming asked.

Yuan Chang crossed his knees on the snake's head, and looked back at Qin Ming and said with a serious tone: "Do you know the Biluo Palace?"

"Biluodian?" Qin Ming was taken aback, then nodded.

He has heard of this force in the city, it is said to be a behemoth that can match the Universe Yunzong.

"Since you know the existence of Biluodian, then you should also understand what the people in Biluodian do." Yuan Chang continued.

Qin Ming remained silent. The people in the Biluo Palace weren't a good character. They acted extremely harshly. It was rumored that the people there often **** human blood and cannibalize human flesh, so that they can practice powerful techniques and cultivation skills.

This style of work has also been resisted by the monastic world, and has organized several crusades against Biluodian.

But since the Biluodian has survived to this day, it is conceivable that these times of crusades, without exception, have failed.

"I have had a few face-to-face meetings with the people of Biluodian, and here I can feel a faintly disgusting breath, which is somewhat similar to the person from the Biluodian."

Qin Ming was startled, and suddenly remembered the two shriveled corpses of the monks he had seen before.

"Senior said that there are people from Biluodian on the West Mountain."

Yuan Chang cannot say no.

If so, this Xishan would be much more dangerous than imagined.

Seeing Qin Ming's gradually dignified expression, Yuan Chang suddenly smiled and said, "Why, I'm afraid."

"Don't worry, although this aura is somewhat similar to the people of Biluodian, but it is also different. It should be the guy who has also cultivated the Yin damage technique here, not the person of Biluodian." Yuan Chang said it was like a few people. The rattles in the back garden are generally simple.

Qin Ming nodded and thanked him.

In any case, the uncle's ability to share this information is also a vigilant role for him, and it is of great help.

"You have a two-sided bond with me. If you don't want to leave Xishan like this, you can go with me." Yuan Chang said.

A cultivator at his level is particular about some ethereal and illusory things.

Fate may seem useless, but it involves many causes and effects.

Qin Ming originally wanted to refuse to go with him. After all, he was guarded by sword grass. If the seven-tier sword grass really broke out with full combat power, it would not be inferior to the cultivator in the Divine Fire Realm.

But after thinking about it, Jiancao could collect his writings as a surprise card, and walk with the person in front of him, maybe he can gain some knowledge, it's not bad.

"Then thank you senior." Qin Ming responded immediately.

"Come up." Yuan Chang said.

Qin Ming glanced at the snake's body, and the other party invited him to the python.

Upon seeing this, he jumped directly on it.

The body of the snake is cold and its scales are extremely smooth.

Although it was a sixth-order high-grade spirit, the conquered boacon didn't seem to be able to speak out, and the degree of spiritual intelligence was slightly insufficient.

When Qin Ming jumped up, he shook his body slightly in resistance, but because its owner had said something first, he didn't resist too much.

The boa constrictor was swinging, and it was not slow to shuttle through the jungle.

Under the breath of the big python, some spirits along the way chose to retreat and dare not approach.

It saves a lot of trouble.

Along the way, in the dialogue with this divine fire realm monk, Qin Ming learned a little more about this monk's world.

Although the Divine Fire Realm seemed to be only the third largest realm of cultivation, it already belonged to the great monk.

As far as the other party was concerned, the city lord of Donggan City was only in this great realm, and his other identity was an elder of the Qiankun Yunzong, and he was regarded as a well-known figure in this area.

The further the cultivation base is, the difficulty of the breakthrough is only clear to the person concerned, and others cannot appreciate the difficulty.

But it is hard to say which is stronger between him and the city lord of Donggan City.

It is precisely because it is difficult to break through the cultivation status, so the strength gap between each great realm is also huge.

It is not impossible for the strong to kill the monks of the same realm in a flash.

After an hour, the surrounding jungle gradually became scarce and the rocks increased.

Qin Ming estimated that at the speed of the python, he could reach the top of the mountain in at most half an hour.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly swooped down from above.

Qin Ming immediately saw that it was the Southern Shu monk Weng Peng who had separated before.

He looked flustered at the moment, and his breath was quite unstable, as if he was fleeing.

A black smoke suddenly floated out from behind Weng Peng, chasing him straight.

"Senior, please help one or two." When Weng Peng saw Yuan Chang sitting on the python, his eyes lit up and shouted loudly.

"This is!" Qin Ming was startled.

In his sight, the black air suddenly turned into a monk in mid-air.

The monk's face was a bit cruel, and the hands he protruded were scarlet, as if he had been smeared with blood, approaching Na Wengpeng.

Yuan Chang frowned slightly on the side, flipped his hand, and shot a fiery white fireball.

The fire ball quickly passed Weng Peng and shot at the monk.

The monk's complexion changed slightly, and he seemed quite jealous of the flames, so he vacated him in the air.

"Is this the strange fire in his body?" Qin Ming secretly asked as he watched the white flames dissipating in midair.

Weng Peng escaped, and immediately retreated to the side of the boa constrictor, and thanked Yuan Chang repeatedly.

"Thank you, senior, for helping me. I am grateful."

"Who is he, and why did he hurt you?" Yuan Chang asked, his eyes still fixed on the monk standing in the air.

Weng Peng swallowed and said, "I don't know who he is, he appeared out of thin air, and attacked us, beheaded all the monks I brought, and brutally swallowed their blood. "

"If I hadn't met seniors, I'm afraid I won't escape death this time."

Qin Ming heard Weng Peng's words and immediately understood.

The two corpses I saw before were exactly what this monk did.

The scarlet python underneath also vomited the letter, hissed, as if to alert the monk on the opposite side.

The monk looked up and down the Yuan Chang, lowered his eyelids, "Unexpectedly, this time there was a hard stubble."