"Che has an appointment with a senior. Che's opportunity is not here. The swordsmanship is useless to learn, but instead it has broken the promise."

"snort."

Li Yijian snorted coldly, he glanced at Che Hua's left hand, and his broken little finger was still wrapped in gauze.

He leaned down and whispered:

"Don't think that breaking your fingers can make up for your mistakes. It's not that simple if you want to be a new person!"

"I know, I also know why Gangmaster Li came here."

Che Hua replied softly:

"Just like the gang leader, Che believed that the man was not a villain, so he spared his life to stay here, waiting to see the 'truth'."

"Oh."

Li Yijian laughed and said:

"Be careful, my brother and I are happy to take advantage of the chaos to slash you behind the back and vent our anger for the elder sister."

Zhang Xiaohu walked over next to him and lowered his voice and said to Li Yijian:

"Brother, those hidden building people have begun to arrange things.

They said they wanted to leave some candlesticks and resting places, but I saw that the locations they placed were carefully selected.”

"Um."

Li Yijian narrowed his eyes, waved his hand, and said:

"Take a note of the location first and pretend you didn't see it."

"Brother said that there will be a good show here, so let's polish our swords and guns and wait for the good show to begin."

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At this time, in the center of the northern and southern foothills of Taihang, more than ten miles away from the ruins, Donglingjun stood at the edge of the cave at the foothills.

The mountain wind blows, and the immortal king dances with long sleeves.

He carried his Penglai mask and an ancient sword behind his back.

There are few other things in Penglai, and there are so many famous blades in the world. After a thousand years of collection, countless treasure soldiers in the fairy mountain. After all, all the magic hidden in the soul must be used to save themselves.

Just like Dongling Jun once hid in Lingxu Sword and Zhishan Jun hid in Juque Sword.

It’s not that it is necessary to hide the treasure soldiers, but the Penglai people like to play this trick. In the era of spiritual energy, they were famous for their fairy sword art, so they naturally gave up this treasure soldiers complex.

"How is the progress of formation setting?"

Dong Lingjun looked at the bottomless sinkhole in front of him and asked casually.

The local master of Hidden Building who was staying behind him immediately replied:

"Seventy percent have been arranged. Please wait for the Immortal Lord. At most, the formation will be completed after one day and one night."

"Don't worry."

Dongling Jun said in a gentle voice:

"Take it slow, temporary formations test the most details.

I would rather be slower than attract attention from others. It will take some time for me to call the spirit-induced beast here, and it will be ready within three days.

In addition, have Chen Qiu and his party not found yet?"

"No, they are very familiar with Taihang Mountains, and it is difficult for our people to catch their whereabouts."

The master whispered:

"They have magical things to protect. This morning, there were more than a dozen disciples who inexplicably broke their hearts without any signs of attack.

Immortal Lord, you said, will Chen Qiu learn immortal arts?”

"There is no spiritual energy in the world, so how can I learn fairy arts so easily? I think it should be a method of killing like Huanyin. Isn't Luo Yueqin in their hands?"

Dong Lingjun chuckled and said:

"Forget it, take the person back, there is no need to increase casualties.

No matter where he hid in Qiu, the place where he fought with me was in the ruins of the immortal gate. When I entered the ruins, he would definitely appear.

Go and prepare the formation and make complete preparations.”

After the person behind him left quietly, Dong Lingjun looked at the setting sun in the distance. In the dead mountains and forests, he breathed a sigh of relief, opened his arms, and fell forward.

Just like jumping off a cliff and committing suicide, he fell into the bottomless sinkhole in front of him.

This place is the place where the mountain gate of Taihang Immortal Gate was located more than 20 years ago. A strange beast bit out of this giant sinkhole that cut off the mountain range.

No one knows how deep the sinkhole is, nor does anyone know what is under the sinkhole.

But Dongling Jun knows.

Although he was still sleeping when the Taihang Immortal Sect was destroyed.

But this generation of the Taoist Lord Penglai has made arrangements in the depths of the Taihang Mountains. Just like the Taoist Lord Penglai in all dynasties, he will not miss any opportunity to make arrangements in the world.

Now, this layout is enabled.

The sinkhole is hundreds of feet high, and the clouds and mists never dissipate all year round. Donglingjun closed his eyes, like an immortal walking through the fog, rising and falling at the foot of the stone wall.

After half a stick of incense, he arrived at the valley.

It was dark here, and there was no sunlight under the clouds and mist, and it was very cold.

In the air that human eyes cannot see, there seems to be some unique atmosphere remaining.

And you can see some animals and even human bones at the foot of your stay, which are the unlucky guys who accidentally fell down by these people.

When Dongling Jun fell into the dark place, there was a rustling sound in the wide shadow around him.

It was the sound of scales rubbing against the ground, and in this dark place, it made people's scalp numb.

Donglingjun was not afraid.

He chuckled and stretched out his hand in front of him. Soon, a winding black shadow poked his head out of the darkness bit by bit.

Blue scales, more than ten feet long, and a body thicker than a person.

There is also a bright red Xinzi, a pair of blood-red, emotionless triangular eyes, and a scale covered with exaggerated black patterns.

A big snake.

No, it's more suitable to call it python.

It was surprisingly amazing. It seemed to have intelligence. It raised its head in front of Dong Lingjun, looked at the masked person in front of him, and made it feel dangerous and close to him.

After a few breaths, the python lowered its head and placed its cold, shield-shaped head under Donglingjun's outstretched finger.

Behind it, in the shadow, there are also red halos illuminating.

The rustling sound sounded like a whole lot.

"Oh, a thousand years ago, I raised it in Penglai, which was a dragon seed."

Dong Lingjun stroked the spirit beast in front of him, and he said in a silly tone:

"For thousands of years, you will also follow me, fading away the magical wonders. From the blue dragon soaring in the sky, it turns into an ordinary thing crawling on the ground, and magical wonders are gone.

But that's OK.

We have been hiding in the shadow for a thousand years, and the things we are looking forward to are near."

"Arrogant mortals provoke me, I want to see what their methods are."

"Let's go, the spiritual creatures who fell into the soil, just like a thousand years ago, follow me and in this mortal world..."
Chapter completed!