Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

When the time for the disguise talisman arrived, both of them showed their true colors, and an exquisite face appeared in front of Wang Fu up close.

Li Hongying exhaled like orchid, and all the fragrant and hot air sprayed onto Wang Fu's face. She faced Wang Fu with a pair of bright eyes. When she saw Wang Fu staring at him intently, her eyes dodge slightly, and a blush appeared on her face. The base of my ears became pink and puffy.

Wang Fu had never seen such a battle before, let alone such a close contact with a woman. His arms were full of warm fragrance, and her plump body was pressed tightly against his body. In addition, the woman's fragrance that penetrated his mind kept coming. On the tip of his nose, Wang Fu immediately felt a strange feeling. At the same time, the body also felt that this woman's body was as soft as a bone and full of elasticity, and there was a feeling of being ready to move in some places.

"Well..." Li Hongying immediately felt the strange movement coming from Wang Fu's body. She let out a soft whisper, her beautiful eyes became even redder, her delicate body trembled slightly, her hands and feet became weak, and then she bit her lip lightly, her little hands feeling a little helpless. He wrapped his arms around Wang Fu's waist and hugged the man in front of him tightly.

and tugged at his robe.

Wang Fu's eyes twitched wildly and he swallowed hard.

However, in just a moment, he quickly used his kung fu to suppress the strangeness in his body, and at the same time bit the tip of his tongue. The pain immediately brought him back to his senses. Glancing at the woman who also put her head on his chest, Wang Fu couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, and then gradually sank, like cold iron falling into the bottom of the sea, never moving an inch.

While Wang Fu and Li Hongying were hiding under the silver cloaks, with ambiguous postures and distracted thoughts, a dozen demon cultivators who kept probing in the huge quiet room found nothing, and they all knelt on one knee in front of Tong Hou.

One of them said respectfully:

"Qi Xuezi, the door of this secret chamber is well preserved. However, due to the years of hard work, the restrictions in one corner of the secret chamber have been broken, and cracks have appeared. A monk has taken advantage of that crack to get in first."

"Going first?" Tong Hou raised the storage bag in his hand and sneered, "Then this person is really careless. He didn't even take away the Nascent Soul cultivator's storage bag."

There was no hint of emotion or anger, and the ambiguous words made all the golden elixir monks tremble.

"Xuezi, I guess that this person just entered the secret room and took away some of the treasures. However, just as we broke through the formation and entered, he took advantage of the restriction flaw and escaped early, without having time to investigate carefully. So I missed this storage bag." Mr. Gan stroked his white beard under his chin and looked around the quiet room. Jindan Dzogchen's spiritual consciousness explored it without hiding it, even though it was blocked due to the restricted nature of the place. It was partially weakened, but still extremely strong, but after some exploration, nothing was found.

"There is no need for us to waste time here. The two major families of Dajing, the Li family and the Gao family, are attacking the ban in the Qi Que Palace. The light of the high-grade magic weapon was faintly leaked before, and with the huge In addition to the skills of the Sword Immortal, Que Sect is also famous for its weapon refining, and you might even be able to find the best magic weapons."

"The Qi Que Palace is no less important than the Bao Palace Palace. There may be traces of the 'Teleportation Talisman'."

"Well, what Mr. Gan said makes sense." Upon hearing this, Tong Hou tightened his palms and put away the Nascent Soul Realm storage bag.

He has already checked and found that although there are some good things in this storage bag, there is no "teleportation talisman" that Demon Lord Baihan needs.

"In that case, let's go to Qi Que Hall and have a head-on confrontation with Dajing."

After saying this, Tong Hou took the lead to leave the quiet room, and other demon cultivators filed out one after another.

In the corner, Wang Fu saw that Tong Hou and the other demon cultivators had all left, but he still did not make any move. It was not because he was greedy for the warm and fragrant body in his arms, but because he was worried that Tong Hou would merge with the white-bearded old man called Mr. Gan. Didn't really leave.

Wang Fu has already learned the former's mentality and behavior style, and he is definitely the most powerful enemy among the monks Wang Fu has encountered at present. As for the latter, even though it was the first time I saw him, I could tell from his words and deeds that he was a thoughtful person and definitely not a good person.

Sure enough, in less than ten breaths, a powerful spiritual consciousness comparable to that of a Golden Elixir Dzogchen monk rushed into the quiet room and swept across without any scruples. Who else could it be if it wasn't the Tong Hou?

"This guy is really difficult to deal with!" Wang Fu sneered in his heart.

The consciousness came and went quickly, but Wang Fu remained motionless. Li Hongying in her arms still hugged Wang Fu. But as time passed, she found that Wang Fu had no intention of leaving at all, and her eyes couldn't help but become more shy. Add a little more, and the delicate body can't help but tremble slightly.

She blushed pretty and was about to give a reminder, but the two words from before suddenly sounded in her ears again.

"Silence!"

Li Hongying was slightly startled, and then she felt a black wind falling in the quiet room. It was the Golden Elixir Dzogchen Demonic Cultivator who was with Tong Hou.

what is it call……

"The old guy is indeed still here." Through the silver cloak, Wang Fu saw the old man named Gan, and his face darkened.

"It seems that the two people who got there first did leave. The moment before they came in, they clearly heard the voices of a man and a woman. Unfortunately, they were still a step too late." The old man surnamed Gan looked around the entire quiet room, murmured, and then turned into black wind. Disappear.

Seeing this, Wang Fu still didn't make any move. He waited for more than half an hour and saw no more demon cultivators appeared. Then he looked at Li Hongying and said:

"Junior Sister Wen, you should be fine now, but to ensure nothing goes wrong, it would be better for you and me to disguise ourselves again."

After Li Hongying heard this, she raised her head, but just for a moment she looked away and nodded like a mosquito:

"It's all up to Senior Brother Wang... Jiang."

As she said this, she took out the disguise talisman that Wang Fu had given her before. After activating it, her appearance immediately changed back to her previous appearance.

Seeing this, Wang Fu nodded slightly and changed his appearance at the same time. After doing this, he lifted his palm, pulled the silver cloak and put it into the storage bag.

At the same time, he took two steps back and distanced himself from Li Hongying. However, Wang Fu still felt a little reluctant to let her soft body leave all of a sudden.

Li Hongying still had a shy look on her face.

Then, at Wang Fu's reminder, the two no longer hesitated and turned into two green escape lights and disappeared in the quiet room.

After leaving the Baoque Hall, the two were attracted by a huge roar. Looking closely, they saw that a fierce battle was erupting in the sky above the Qique Hall. Various magic weapons and spells from both the demon cultivators and the Dajing cultivators emerged one after another and kept bombarding each other.

Especially the several Jindan Daquan cultivators, their gestures set off a violent spiritual power fluctuation, and the magic weapons they used were even more powerful, basically all of them were mid-grade magic weapons, and the magic weapons used by Tong Hou and the old man surnamed Gan were even top-grade.

You know, top-grade magic weapons are very attractive to Yuanying cultivators, so as soon as the two top-grade magic weapons appeared, the Dajing side immediately showed a trend of decline, but the Dajing side had a large number of Jindan cultivators, and there were also many Jindan Daquan cultivators, and they quickly made up for the defeat with numbers.

"Wow!"

A strong and dazzling treasure light suddenly shot up into the sky, followed by a "clang" sound of sword chanting that resounded through the clouds, and a golden long sword broke through the restraints of the Qique Palace like a dragon, circling in the sky for a while, and immediately fled into the distance.

"Top-grade magic weapon! Where are you going!"

A Jindan Daquan monk from Dajing who used a sword looked at the golden flying sword, and immediately fought hard with his blood boiling, forced himself out of the state of fighting, and turned into a sword light to chase after it.

"Hahaha... Li Cangshan, seeing the top-grade magic weapon lost his mind, he actually took a hit from me, but it's a pity that you can't take this magic weapon." Seeing this, the red-haired man surnamed Zuo laughed loudly, and immediately turned into a ball of fire. With a "bang", he chased after it like a cannonball.

In addition to these two people, there were several Jindan Daquan monks who also drove their escape lights and chased after the top-grade flying sword magic weapon.

In this Juque Gate, this flying sword is probably the most precious treasure, and they certainly won't let it go easily.

Seeing this, the other monks looked at each other, and a small part of them also chased after it, but the vast majority rushed to the Qique Hall below.

The appearance of the top-grade magic flying sword caused a series of chain reactions in the Qique Palace. Many magic treasures broke the restrictions in an instant and flew away.

Spiritual weapons have spirits, and magic treasures have wisdom. How can they be easily subdued?

Dozens of streams of light were like meteorites in the sky, dragging all kinds of spiritual lights everywhere. Behind each stream of light, there were cultivators chasing closely, using means to try to subdue the treasures.

Wang Fu saw this scene from afar and had a new understanding of Juquemen.

Even after more than a thousand years, there are still so many magic weapons. If Juquemen had not been destroyed by Qinghe Zhenjun 1,400 years ago, how could it have prospered?

It is worthy of being the leader of the righteous path in the four countries of Southern Xinjiang.

"Swoosh!"

A jet of black light suddenly flew towards the location where Wang Fu and the others were. The spiritual power contained in this stream of light was obviously stronger than most streams of light, and its intelligence was also stronger. It rushed left and right at a very fast speed. There were several cultivators following behind it, but no one could stop it.

Seeing this, Wang Fu couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on his face.

"This thing seems to be diverting trouble..."