She is Jianxiu

Chapter 344 Three hundred forty-three
Bao Wenfeng was overjoyed again. The rumors in the Secret Way Sect were indeed true. There are indeed countless treasures in this secret realm. Come.

"It's just that they don't know where the secret art inheritance they are talking about is."

Thinking of this, a bit of anger appeared on his face. This secret realm opens every season, and the interval is not long. It stands to reason that all disciples of Chishen Palace should have the opportunity to enter.However, the Naihe Sect couldn't help the number of disciples entering, so the seven places were mostly held firmly in the hands of seven fixed people. He was able to enter this time because one of the seven people died due to the failure of the breakthrough, so the places were vacant. out.

Others couldn't get in, so they naturally didn't know the situation in the secret realm. Bao Wenfeng's knowledge of the secret realm was still passed on by word of mouth and discriminated from half-truths and half-false rumors.

Indignant in his heart, he cursed secretly all the way to the mountain.

The mountains are plain and unremarkable, with green pine trees standing tall and straight on them, interspersed with jagged rocks, and withered pine needles piled up on the ground.

Bao Wenfeng raised his eyes to look up and down for a few breaths, then took out a scroll from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of him. There was no writing on it, only a breath of fresh air slowly escaped, which was attracted by his raised hand and entered between the eyebrows.

"It must be a real treasure cave!"

The fresh air is contrary to the true energy breath obtained from Bao Wenfeng's usual practice. Once it enters from the center of the eyebrows, he will feel a humming sensation, and then turn into a full and tearing pain. He endured the discomfort and opened his eyes wide. The real energy in the body was activated, so that the clear energy escaped from the eyes, turned into two rays of light, and hit the mountain in front of him immediately.

Hearing two sounds of "shoo-shoo", puffs of blue smoke came out from the place where the light hit, and the pine rocks dissipated instantly, revealing a deep hole that could allow one person to enter.

Seeing this, Bao Wenfeng was even more delighted, his eyebrows were beaming, and he clapped his hands and shouted: "Haha! The first mountain I found here is where the Zhenbao Cave is located, God help me!"

He hadn't been happy for a long time, when he suddenly felt something strange behind him, he felt a creepy feeling in his heart, but fortunately, he reacted in time, and when he waved his sleeves, he saw the earthy yellow light shining all over his body.Coincidentally, the silver-white sword energy behind him attacked close to him in a short while, and the khaki divine light shaped like a shield suddenly shattered. That is to say, it flew upside down several feet and hit the ground heavily!
who is it?

Concerned about his own life, Bao Wenfeng didn't dare to lose, he didn't even ask these two words, so he quickly raised his true essence and escaped tens of feet away, quickly formed seals with his hands, and condensed the earthy yellow divine light again.

Just as he escaped from the spot with a single breath, the silvery white sword energy poured down like rain, flying the loess straight down, the grass and leaves lingering, and flattened the ground with a radius of five zhang.After the sword energy dissipated, the lingering rhyme was not over. Once the swaying grass leaves crossed the boundary, they would shatter into pieces with a few soft sounds and go away with the wind!

If he was slow for a moment, he would be as dead as a blade of grass!

Bao Wenfeng was sweating profusely, his limbs were trembling, and he shouted loudly: "If you dare to ask which palace you belong to, I am under the seat of Elder Guo Ping of Huangquan Palace. I hope you will be merciful!"

He swallowed, and saw that the opposite party was silent for two breaths. He guessed that the other party might be the same robe of Chishen Palace. He secretly compared the strength of the two, and when he found that they were indeed inferior, he gritted his teeth and secretly took off the sleeve. In the storage of the magic weapon, he bowed his waist and bowed and said: "Junior brother, I am willing to offer what I have gained here. A little care is not precious, please accept it."

He only pointed to a dark red talisman hidden between the cracks, intending to make a sneak attack secretly.

To his surprise, the other party still didn't show up, and after a while, another silver-white sword energy passed through the top of his skull, and the sound of piercing the sky made his ears buzzing.

"That's not right!" Bao Wenfeng turned around with his eyes shattered. He had inquired about the other six people who entered the room this time, but there was no sword cultivator among them, so where did the sword energy come from!
"Dare to attack people from my Chishen Palace?" His heart was beating like a drum. He had never panicked like this for a moment. While fleeing at high speed, he did not forget to warn him, hoping that the other party would be concerned about the prestige of Chishen Palace. Let it go, "Which sect do you belong to, Raksha Dashan, Blood Crow Sect, or Yan Mo Sandian?"

However, the other party showed no fear, and the sword qi galloped like the wind, shattering his earthy yellow divine light time and time again, and followed Bao Wenfeng as if playing tricks.

He couldn't help but look back, his escaping speed was obviously not as fast as the opponent's, and a blurred figure appeared behind him!
"If you kill me, your body will be stained with my scarlet god mark. There are seven people in my scarlet god palace this time, and they will definitely kill you!"

It has reached the point of threatening, which means that Bao Wenfeng also knows that his life is not long. Behind him, the monk who controls the sword sneers, and cuts down with two fingers. One shattered the earth-yellow divine light, and the last one slashed towards Bao Wenfeng's waist!
Bao Wenfeng made a bad sound, being cut by this sword energy, how could he survive!
Frightened, he slapped his mouth with his big hand, and pulled out a small black and red pill from his lips and tongue. After crushing it with his two fingers, a swollen bloody corpse burst out, and he opened his mouth wide to swallow Bao Wenfeng. .

And after swallowing an adult man, the swollen blood corpse was even more swollen, the lower abdomen was bulging, and it looked like a woman giving birth, with dancing hands and feet faintly visible.

The sword qi slashed on the blood corpse, and the flesh was ripped open in an instant, and the rancid yellow water sprayed out, drenched in the grass leaves and loess, and black smoke rose, corroding countless holes, but the evil cultivators in the belly did not. Injuried.

The blood corpse lay on all fours, moving forward like a wild beast, and its speed was not lower than that of Bao Wenfeng just now. When jumping in the field, its huge and falling abdomen couldn't help shaking, it was very strange!
How could Friar Yujian let him go? He saw her jumping from the sword into the air in two steps. The black long sword was full of spiritual light, and the edge of the sword turned sharply downward. Bao Wenfeng involuntarily shuddered, feeling cold all over his body.

He still didn't know what the sword cultivator wanted outside, his body wrapped in the water in the belly of the blood corpse suddenly shook!
Outside the abdomen, the monk Yujian resolutely held his sword and slashed down. The brilliance of the long sword was flowing, and there were some sun spots moving, so dazzling, and even evil things like blood corpses could not withstand such a strong yang energy Before Jian Feng was around, flesh and blood were flying around, scattered like snowflakes in winter, exposing the carrion bones that had already turned yellow and green.

The next moment, the black sword cut straight across the blood corpse's neck, the swollen head flew up, and the pus and yellow water splashed everywhere!

At the same time, Bao Wenfeng stretched out his hands from his belly, tearing away layers of dead flesh, and raised his eyes to see the black sword falling on the tip of his nose. The monk Yujian narrowed his eyes slightly as if he was looking at a dead object.

"you are not……"

The sword cultivator in front of him is not from the Red God Palace, nor is he from the Raksha Mountain, the Blood Crow Gate and the Three Temples of Yan Mo.

"Old cultivator?!" Bao Wenfeng exclaimed, and the next moment, he saw the big hand of Yujian cultivator reaching out, crushing his own dantian!
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