Extract Impurities, Bedbugs Become Real Dragons

Lin Feng carried the sleeping Shi Xian'er on his back, followed the spirit-seeking holy beast, and continued to search for treasures in the secret realm.

After several days of exploration, Lin Feng found dozens of incomplete seventh-order Houtian Lingbao.

More than a dozen incomplete eighth-order acquired spirit treasures.

Even Lin Feng has found a lot of kung fu and martial arts inheritance.

chi chi!

At this time, the void trembled, and a magnificent palace slowly appeared in midair.

Lin Feng stopped, looked up at the palace in the sky, and murmured: "There is a strong aura in that palace."

"Want to go over and have a look?" Shi Xian'er asked.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Since they're all here, I naturally have to go and have a look."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng was already flying in the direction of Asgard.

...

jungle.

In the middle of the mountain of corpses stood a small bald head.

This little bald head is the young monk of Tianshan Temple, Miao Kong.

But at this moment, Miaokong's eyes were scarlet, her expression was ferocious, and there was an extremely cold aura exuding from her whole body.

I don't know how long it took, the scarlet in Miaokong's eyes gradually faded away.

The expression on his face finally returned to calm.

"Amitabha." Miaokong clasped his hands together, bowed slightly towards the surrounding corpses, then looked up at the palace in the sky, and murmured: "Is this the fairy palace?"

"Is there really a way to save me inside?"

"Forget it, let's go and have a look first."

Miaokong came back to his senses, and walked slowly towards the direction of the fairy palace.

...

Empty Valley Mountains.

More than a dozen arrogances of the Gu Yue pilgrimage were stopped by a young man in Taoist robes.

Looking carefully, this young man is Duan Sande of Qingshan Taoist Temple.

"Duan Sande, can you let us go now?" A young man in the lead looked at Duan Sande with gritted teeth.

But Duan Sande turned his hand and took out a piece of iron the size of a palm, and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, there is still a treasure here in Pindao, just take a look."

As he said that, Duan Sande had already handed the iron sheet to the leading young man.

The man glanced at the piece of iron, immediately returned it to Duan Sande, and frowned: "Duan Sande, why are you giving me a piece of scrap iron?"

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean?" Duan Sande frowned and said, "What Pindao gave you just now is clearly an eighth-order Houtian Lingbao. What you returned to Pindao, why is it a piece of scrap iron?"

"Duan... Duan Sande, you are shameless! What you gave me is scrap iron!" The man's lungs were about to explode.

This is simply talking nonsense with your eyes open, pointing at a deer as a horse!

But Duan Sande didn't take it seriously, turned his head to look at the group of warriors behind the leading man, and asked, "Tell yourself, is the eighth-order Houtian Lingbao that Pindao gave to this fellow Taoist just now?"

The warriors with bruised noses and swollen faces touched the bruises on their heads that hadn't dissipated, and could only bite the bullet and say, "Master Daoist, what you just gave to big brother is indeed an eighth-order Houtian Lingbao."

"You...you..." The leading man looked at the warriors behind him, feeling more and more aggrieved.

But due to Duan Sande's strength, the leading man could only reluctantly take out an eighth-order Houtian Lingbao, and handed it to Duan Sande.

"Fellow Daoist, Pindao seems to have misremembered." Duan Sande thought for a while, and then added: "Pindao seems to have given you five pieces of eighth-level Houtian Lingbao just now, and now you are still missing four pieces. "

"Duan Sande! I only have three eighth-order Houtian Lingbao in total, where did I get five?!" The man was so angry that his face twitched violently. "So you only have three." Duan Sande smiled and continued: "Friend Daoist, you can't grasp things like the eighth-level Houtian Lingbao, so let the poor Taoist master it for you."

"Duan Sande, you are too deceitful!"

"Fellow Daoist, listen to Pindao's persuasion, and save a few beatings."

Leading man: "..."

In the end, the leading man handed over all the eighth-order acquired spirit treasures to Duan Sande.

chi chi!

At this time, the void trembled, and a majestic palace slowly appeared in the sky above.

Duan Sande put away the Lingbao, looked in the direction of the palace, and murmured: "Is this the Immortal Palace? There should be a lot of treasures inside..."

Thinking about it, Duan Sande has already left in the air in the direction of the Immortal Palace.

...

Similar scenes also happened in every corner of the secret realm.

All the Tianjiao saw the fairy palace in the void, and rushed towards the fairy palace one after another.

All of a sudden, crowds gathered under the entire Asgard.

"Asgard has appeared!"

"Is this the fairy palace?!"

"This time, I must enter the fairy palace."

The crowd spoke one after another, looking at the fairy palace above their heads with burning eyes.

And at this time, an extremely thick voice also slowly came from the Immortal Palace: "Anyone who climbs the ladder can enter the Immortal Palace."

As the voice fell, a jade stone ladder slowly extended from the edge of the fairy palace to the feet of the crowd.

Some Tianjiao couldn't wait, and immediately stepped up the ladder.

In the beginning, these Tianjiao went very smoothly.

Thousands of ladders, they rushed up to 800 steps in one breath.

But after the 800th step, there was a powerful coercion emanating from the ladder, which directly sent all the arrogances flying away.

"This ladder is really difficult to go up."

"It's really too difficult to get on the ladder."

"It seems that this time, I have no fate with the fairy palace again."

The Tianjiao looked disappointed and desperate.

But soon, their pupils shrank, and they suddenly looked at the position around the nine hundredth step of the ladder.

In that place, there were four young men, constantly climbing up.

Two of them are special.

One is bald and the other is wearing a Taoist robe.

These two people are Miaokong and Duan Sande.

And behind them is Huang Batian, the arrogance of the Blue Sky Sacred Dynasty.

And Zhao Shan, the Tianjiao of the Gu Yue Dynasty.

The four of them looked calm and moved forward all the way, rushing to the position of the nine hundred and ninety-ninth step in one breath.

chi chi!

Just when they were about to step up to the thousandth step, a powerful saint's pressure suddenly spread.

Immediately afterwards, a phantom of a hunched old man slowly emerged from the last step of the jade ladder, blocking the way of everyone.

"Holy... saint?! This... this is a saint!"

"No, this is not a saint, it is just a drop of blood that the saint left in the jade ladder!"

"The blood of a saint can break the sun, the moon and the galaxy. It's really terrifying!"

"This time, Miao Kong and the others may be in danger."

The Tianjiao narrowed their eyes slightly, and looked at Miaokong and the others with solemn expressions.

And the phantom of the saint finally waved his hand slowly and launched an attack on Miaokong and others.

Boom!

The powerful holy power swept across, and the void became crazily distorted.

Just a face-to-face meeting, Miao Kong and the others were shocked back a few steps!