The little succubus Zhimeng was also driven out of the cabin.
It's pitch black all around, and you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands. Ordinary naked eyes are completely blind here, and you can only scan the surrounding environment with your soul power.
Luo Yun has opened up the five sense organs a long time ago, no matter the naked eye or the soul power, he can see clearly.
"Luo Yun, in this Eternal Demon Pit, the strength of the demons on every tenth floor will increase by a big realm. Let's go directly to the fiftyth floor to practice. The cultivation level of the monsters there is almost comparable to that of the fifth level of Thunder Tribulation."
Qiuyue'er's voice came.
"It's all up to the senior sister to arrange."
Luo Yun is here to travel.
"Hey, where is the place where the immortals are buried?"
On the other side, Yue Song was torturing the little succubus.
"On the seventieth floor, a place called Shimu Mountain."
The little succubus was very afraid of Yue Song, so he quickly hid behind Luo Yun.
"Seventieth floor? Shimu Mountain, I seem to have heard of this place, buy a map when the time comes."
Qiu Yue'er thought for a while: "Little Junior Brother, how about let's go straight down to the 70th floor?"
"OK."
Luo Yun wanted to say go directly to the 100th floor.
But considering the lack of strength of his senior brothers and sisters, he gave up.
Otherwise, with Sangsang's current fifth-rank spirit immortal cultivation base, going to the 110th floor would be random killings.
"Excuse me, may I go?"
The little succubus asked weakly: "I've already told you the location of the treasure. If you search hard at Shilao Mountain, you will definitely find it."
"Take us as monkeys?"
Yue Song put his hands on his hips, and said viciously: "Until we get the inheritance of the immortal monarch, you can't go anywhere. If you dare to slip along the way, don't blame me for being ruthless with this dragon tooth sword!"
Click!
Not far away, a small hill was directly leveled by a sword light, which was easier than peeling potatoes!
The little succubus was petrified, and nodded repeatedly, promising not to run away.
"Okay, let's go."
When Qiuyue'er's voice came, she seemed a little impatient.
The figure of five people and one demon gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Along the way, unimpeded.
The demons inhabiting the surface are very weak, and none of them can block Luo Yun's blow. Even if they encounter demons living in groups, they can easily fight their way out.
What Luo Yun didn't expect was that in such a dark place, Taiyimen and Qiankun Academy jointly set up "posts".
There are three or five "posts" on each floor, with masters sitting in the town, providing shelter and pill supplies for monks who come to practice.
After all, the magic pit is dominated by demonic energy, and low-level monks can't extract aura from the magical energy. Once the elixir is exhausted, they are basically declared dead.
After half a month.
They came to the seventieth floor of the magic pit.
"This is the seventieth floor, and the devilish energy is indeed a little heavier."
Luo Yunfei landed on the ground and looked around.
"Roar!"
Several underground demons, which were more ferocious than zombies, rushed over and were crushed by Luo Yun's flick of a finger.
"The elixir is almost used up, let's go to the station to replenish it first."
Qiu Yue'er took out a compass, and led a few people towards one direction.
Several hours later, the long-lost light gradually appeared in their field of vision.
The so-called post station is actually a small town where tens of thousands of human monks live.
Every day, many monks come back from training, bringing back all kinds of corpses of old demons, and trading them with the immortal sects in the station.
After coming and going, a huge business system was formed in the Eternal Demon Pit.
In order to deal with the attack of the underground demons, Xiandao sent a large number of masters to sit in these "posts", and the realm exceeded the current level by three major realms.
Taking the seventieth floor as an example, the elders in charge of the inn are at least virtual immortals, and there may even be a real immortal.
When entering the city, Luo Yun was afraid that the identity of the little succubus would be exposed, so he deliberately took her into the tree world.
"Xiameng, Qiuyue'er, come to extract the elixir."
Arriving at the Taiyi Building established by the Taiyi Gate, Qiu Yue'er went directly to the person in charge.
This trip is a business trip, and all the pills consumed can be reimbursed.
"It turned out to be Senior Sister Qiu, hurry up! Bring the elixir!"
An elderly man, with a flattering face, took 300,000 yuan in less than a stick of incenseYuan Ying Pill, packed in a green leather gourd.
After finishing counting, Qiuyue'er nodded with satisfaction.
The person in charge of Taiyi Building smiled and said: "Senior Sister Qiu, you are so busy, don't you want to rest all night? Our Taiyi Building has just won a few ground milk hot springs recently. This ground milk is a good thing. Take a dip, Prolong life and prolong life.¡±
"No, shopkeeper Hao, next time!"
Qiu Yue'er cupped her fists and smiled, and led Luo Yun and the others downstairs.
Usually they might still enjoy it, but now they are anxious to find the treasure left by the immortal.
However, as soon as they left the Taiyi Building, they ran into a group of disciples wearing Confucian robes, and the leader immediately recognized Luo Yun: "It's you!"
"Situ Chong?"
Luo Yun also recognized this inner disciple of Qiankun Academy, and frowned slightly.
More than half a year ago, at the Immortal Examination Conference, this guy wanted to forcefully buy his General Wine Poetry Soul in public.
"He is Luo Yun? Immortal Wangzi, he is really handsome."
"What a fart, what a bitch!"
"Zeng Lun from the outer door was killed by him, and now he doesn't leave the door without leaving the second door. I guess he has no face to face people."
Several academy disciples who were on the same level as Yue Song and Xu Shu looked at Luo Yun indifferently.
"Junior Sister Qiu, what a coincidence, you also bring newcomers to the magic pit to practice?"
Situ Chong first greeted Qiuyue'er, and then looked at Luo Yun: "Long time no see, Luo Yun, I heard that you just entered the Taiyi Gate a few days ago, and wrote another ancient quatrain? It was also carved on the stone wall of Misty Peak superior?"
Luo Yun saluted with a smile: "Just write whatever you want."
Situ Chong said in a regretful tone: "Oh, Luo Yun, to be honest, with your literary talent, you should come to our Qiankun Academy. Stay in Taiyi Gate, Qu Cai, Qu Dacai!"
Qiu Yue'er was unhappy: "Situ Chong, let's get over this!"
Situ Chong chuckled: "I'm sorry, Junior Sister Qiu, I had some wine just now"
"asshole!"
At this time, a curse full of hatred came from Luo Yun's ear.
It's the little succubus weaving dreams.
She was in a formation in the tree world, and she couldn't see the hibiscus tree clearly, but she could see what was happening outside.
At this moment, his eyes were full of hatred.
Luo Yun asked curiously: "Weaving Meng, what's wrong?"
The little succubus bit her lips: "Brother Luo, you must not believe what these literati say, they are all sanctimonious beasts in clothes and hypocrites! My master used to belong to Qiankun Academy, but he was killed terribly later!"
Luo Yun's expression was shocked: "Your master is"
The little succubus held back tears and said: "My master is Fang Zhongyong!"
Luo Yun was taken aback: "What?"
Fang Zhongyong!
That Fang Zhongyong who was exhausted by Qiankun Academy and finally abandoned!
He had heard Chen Kongzi talk about it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com