I have a promise with the beauty

There are thirty-six people in Scar's group, and everyone has a very rich collection. Yang Qingshan was a little embarrassed when he saw hundreds of Qiankun bags, but he still looked at them one by one and collected the ones inside.

Hundreds of thousands of crystals were poured out, and they were divided equally among the twenty people. However, everyone was very sensible. Needless to say, Yang Qingshan was powerful, and it was Yang Qingshan who strangled Scar and the others. As a result, everyone was polite.

Yang Qingshan took advantage of the situation and divided the rest among everyone.

"The harvest is not small, there are many people, and the resources collected are also very large." Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

"Haha, little brother, this is a world of cannibalism. If you have time, with your strength, you can still rob families and homes a few times." The little old man said instigatingly.

"No, no, no, I'm not that kind of person, but I don't mind fighting back. If someone strikes first, we'll take advantage of them. How about that?" Yang Qingshan said even more treacherously, and received a round of praise.

"Let's go to the lair and have a look. There should be some things there." The little old man said with his tongue hanging out, his heart becoming more and more active, and he guided everyone there.

Yang Qingshan was walking when he suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky. In the dim sky there was only the whistling wind, but Yang Qingshan suddenly felt like he was being watched. He wondered if the third clone of the God of Death was coming.

But when the spiritual consciousness is released, I can't feel any breath.

"Brother, don't look at it. There is always a feeling of being stared at here. Just get used to it." The little old man said with a smile in front.

"So that's it. Haven't you ever thought that there are some living things here?" Yang Qingshan said curiously.

"I never thought that if there was anything alive, it would have been found over the years." The little old man smiled bitterly, but seemed to remember something, and said seriously: "Unless it is the undead saint."

"The undead saint? Is it the dead saint? That's the undead." Yang Qingshan said with a bit of disdain.

"It's different. For some reason, the undead souls of our saints disappeared after death, and the only place they were found was in the barrier starry sky. It is rumored that the undead saints are the energy source of the barrier starry sky, but no one can say for sure, and no one dares to

Let’s conclude that it all happened after the Shennong family left here.” said the little old man.

"It's the Shennong clan again. How many unpredictable things has he done?" Yang Qingshan curled his lips, wondering if he had come into contact with many people from the Shennong clan. He watched as he flew out of the mountains and entered another world.

A mountain range with more dead spirit beasts here. Everyone stopped and looked at Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan smiled. After showing his strength, Yang Qingshan became the main force. However, Yang Qingshan was also lazy and directly released the small sword. This kid

But the guy who didn't have enough to eat suddenly started to cry like ghosts and howling like wolves in this mountain range.

"Okay, let's fly slowly. I don't know if the super big nest you mentioned is far away." Yang Qingshan said leisurely.

"Come on, we are here after passing two mountain ranges. There are at least a million dead spirit beasts there, but the real overlord here is not only countless undead spirit beasts, they also hunt the black dead areas.

All kinds of spiritual beasts, so there are more corpses of countless various spiritual beasts there. For some reason, in the cold lair, all the corpses have not changed, but there is no life and death.

." said the little old man.

"So when we get there, everyone can get the resources they need."

"Yes, so that's where the real wealth is. It's just that there are too many people like us..." the little old man said with some worry, but as soon as he finished speaking, the little sword that flew out came back with a smile, and brought back more than a dozen

Wan's death energy crystal made the little old man ashamed, and he quickly changed his words and said, "It should be no problem."

"Go, speed up, little sword, burst out your most powerful power." Yang Qingshan smiled while refining countless crystal stones, rushed out, and directly passed through this mountain range, and the mountains were full of chaos.

They are all sword marks, and the longest sword mark is several miles long. This shows how powerful the fairy-level sword formation of Xiaojian is.

"Practice slowly." Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, remembering that all the spiritual swords in the world had been looted by him, and all kinds of resources had been reduced sharply because people in the world were crazy about refining spiritual swords. Yang Qingshan also deliberately used some crystals to

Stones and various resources were sent into the world, like rain. Yang Qingshan immediately felt that the number of beliefs was increasing so much, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Everyone in the back also looked serious. I didn’t expect that a small sword spirit could destroy a mountain range. This area has a range of hundreds of miles. Although everyone can do this, it will probably be very laborious and won’t be like that.

The little sword was so easy, and there were countless death spirit beasts in the mountains, which made it even more difficult. Looking ahead, the little sword blew up a strong wind of spiritual swords, sweeping everything in the mountains ahead.

Everyone was flying very fast, and within half a day they followed the crazy little sword in front of them to the outside of an abyss. Yang Qingshan felt an oppressive cold air from a long distance away. This cold air was like a golden immortal like Yang Qingshan.

The power can be felt in Zhongtian. It is conceivable that this abyss is the super lair of the death spirit beast.

The cliff outside the abyss is full of corpses, including those of spiritual beasts and humans. The most important thing is that there are several fresh deep marks, which were probably left by snatching the Necromancer Banner when it was born.

trace.

Looking at these traces, Yang Qingshan murmured in his heart. These traces still have terrible spiritual pressure. It seems that there are several powerful golden immortals in them. If there is really a spiritual treasure that no one has discovered here, the chance is too small.

.

"Brother, there are golden immortal-level spiritual beasts in the abyss, and some spiritual treasures should still be there." The little old man seemed to have guessed what Yang Qingshan was thinking, and said calmly.

"Okay, let's allocate some people and leave a few people to take care of the teleportation array. I will give you several teleportation arrays. Once there is danger, we will teleport through the teleportation array and return to the outside of the abyss. Needless to say, we can directly escape.

." Yang Qingshan said seriously, taking out a few simple teleportation arrays. These teleportation arrays have a short transmission distance, are light and easy, and can be purchased at a very cheap price in some cities.

After everyone collected the teleportation arrays, they left two teleportation arrays hidden outside the abyss. At the same time, ten people were left to guard the teleportation arrays. The others flew to the abyss under the leadership of the little old man and Yang Qingshan. After a while,

It disappeared into the black mist in the abyss, and the only light was the aura emanating from the small sword.

There are irregular caves on the rock walls in the abyss. These caves are filled with flying death energy beasts. As soon as Yang Qingshan and the others entered, they flew out of the cave overwhelmingly, biting at Yang Qingshan and the others.

At this time, the little sword showed its true nature as a naughty boy, flying out countless small spirit swords to strangle the flying spirit beasts that rushed towards it, and pieces of crystal stones as big as fists flew in as the corpses exploded.

In the hands of Yang Qingshan.

"It's too easy." Some people said disdainfully: "Brother's little sword is really powerful."

"Haha, you're welcome." Yang Qingshan said with a smile on his face, but his eyes must have been staring at the darkness below. There he felt a powerful aura, at least as strong as the first level of the Golden Immortal, and as he

Gradually, everyone's joking suddenly stopped, because the powerful spiritual pressure below rushed towards the face, bringing with it a whirlwind, rolling up the dead air in the abyss into a terrifying tornado. A pair of scarlet eyes were particularly conspicuous in the tornado.

Suddenly, Xiao Jian, who was rushing in front, stumbled and flipped back to Yang Qingshan's side.

"Brother, this tornado is very weird. I beg you to lend me the little black man." Xiao Jian said.

"Little black man? Are you talking about the fangs?" Yang Qingshan said a little strangely.

"Yes, yes, hurry up, that tornado is coming." Xiaojian said anxiously, Yang Qingshan's heart was frightened when he looked at it with a pair of watery eyes, and he took out the little black man by accident. This kid didn't come out for a while.

As soon as he came out, he was about to go crazy, but when he saw the little sword, he immediately ran away as if he had seen a ghost. However, when he was caught by the little sword, the city was refined into his own sword.

Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded. The little black man had upgraded his fangs to become spiritual. How could the little sword be refined so easily?

"Brother, thank you very much." Xiaojian said proudly, holding the dagger transformed by the little black man, and rushed towards the tornado. The tornado suddenly violently rolled up bursts of tearing spiritual power, squeezing the wide abyss.

It is airtight, the dark wind and the sword light fluctuate with each other.

"What a terrifying power. With the little black man, this little sword can fight against the Golden Immortal. Oh my God, I have a new thug." Yang Qingshan felt delighted, waiting for the violent tornado to end.

Afterwards, Xiao Jian came back to him in embarrassment with a dagger in hand, and when a spiritual beast with a broken wing appeared in front of him, everyone was dumbfounded.

"I'm so exhausted, little brother. I'm going to have extra food next time." Xiao Jian curled his lips and said.

"What is this?" Yang Qingshan ignored Xiao Jian's pride and asked the little old man.

"This is the famous double-winged hundred-soul beast in the abyss. It is formed by a hundred dead spirit beasts devouring each other. I have seen it once before. It has the strength of the first level of the Golden Immortal, but the most deadly thing about it is that it is very fragile.

The Great Immortal level can seriously injure him, but the horror of these things is that they can whip up a strong wind of death, which can almost kill the Great Immortal level in an instant." The little old man said worriedly, and glanced sideways at the small sword beside Yang Qingshan.

, this thing is too powerful.

"Gather together. Don't separate. I feel that there are the same two-winged hundred-soul beasts all around." Yang Qingshan said, staring at the surroundings with vigilant eyes, and then gathered with everyone, forming the little old man's humanoid formation again.

Although the power of ten people was half smaller, it was enough to save lives. But just when everyone was about to fight, a group of people flew in from outside the abyss. Without saying a loud greeting, pieces of crystal like swords were shot at the two-winged hundred souls.

beast.