The desert-like loess hills and ravines extend to the end of the sight. There are no trees. The only vegetation is cacti that are no more than two feet high, but they are also pitiful, with only a few scattered green spots. After settling down, Linghu Jue stepped on the loess and looked far into the distance, but he could not see the distance, because some of the loess was as high as mountains, and some were as deep as valleys. It looked like thousands of ravines, criss-crossing. . He tried to absorb the spiritual energy around him and found that the spiritual energy here was not only lacking, but also extremely violent. Not to mention that it was completely different from the secret realms he had been to before, and even compared with the outside continent, it was slightly inferior. Feeling this desolate and wild atmosphere, Linghu could not help but sigh: the sea turned into loess, and the mulberry fields turned into desert. It's just a matter of time, a wave of the hand, a snap of the fingers, cough. Just as he was sighing secretly, there was a slight cough behind him. He turned around subconsciously and saw the purple shadow staring at him for a moment. The gaze could not be said to be sharp, but it was very direct and transparent. "What? Do you want to take action?" Linghu Jue felt a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, his expression was slightly cold, and he said honestly. The murderous aura gradually disappeared in the beautiful pupils, and Ziying said coldly: "Linghu Jue, although I invited you here, you still have to say ugly things first. If you want to get your hands on the treasures in the secret territory, don't blame me. It's heartless." Linghu Jue remained calm and said calmly, "It won't be too late to say this after the treasure is in your hands." "You." Zi Ying was surprised when she felt Linghu Jue's strength for the first time. Shout. When he came to his senses, he felt ashamed and annoyed and just wanted to speak. far away. Several figures appeared. Jumping close to the ground. They were a few aliens, small and skinny, but with surprisingly big heads. From a distance, they looked like a few giant ants crawling rapidly. They seemed to be whispering something and cursing at extremely fast speeds. Ant people. A thought flashed in Linghu Jue's mind. In the past few days, when he had free time, he consulted Xue Zu about the various tribes. Now he was no longer as ignorant as before. The ant tribe is a middle-class race among hundreds of tribes. Although they are small in stature, they are extremely powerful. They are especially proficient in earth escape, which makes them quite difficult to deal with. However, these ant tribesmen were only middle-ranking nobles, so Linghu Jue didn't take it to heart and just stood there waiting for them to come. The ant clansmen were obviously not afraid of the two of them. Just like that, he got closer and cursed. There was only ten feet away, and Linghu Jue just wanted to meet him. The purple shadow behind him spoke first: "Guys, has anything happened in the secret realm?" The ants originally wanted to go around, but this question made them look at each other and stop. One of them saw the jade mask on Zi Ying's face, and his expression suddenly changed. After whispering a few words to his companions, he raised his head and shouted, "Your Majesty, are you Miss Ying of the Posuo tribe?" Zi Ying took a step forward and met Linghu. Jue stood side by side and slightly nodded his head proudly. The ant clan members all raised their hands, and the one who spoke before spoke again: "Miss Ying, that news is false, what kind of treasure is born, bullshit. Now everyone is gathered in the Baixugou area." At this point, he As if he remembered something, he immediately became hesitant, as if he had something to hide. Sure enough. Linghu Jue listened quietly. On the surface, nothing seemed to change, but in his heart, he was thinking about what to do next. Ziying¡¯s expression also became solemn in an instant, because the Baixugou area was where the restriction they wanted to break was located. He immediately understood why the other party was hesitant to speak, so he said with a smile: "Guys, if you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it directly? If someone from my clan bumped into you, I will apologize to you here." After saying that, he cupped his hands. The shape is very sincere. Seeing Ziying being so upright, the ant tribe members suddenly felt honored. After saying they didn't dare in unison, the previous one said again: "It's like this, the Baicao tribe, the whirling tribe, and the alpaca tribe have united. We brothers are self-aware of clearing the place, so we take the first step to avoid unnecessary disaster. It is estimated that a large number of people will come out in a while. " Speaking of this, not to mention Ziying, even Linghu Jue understands. . Then, another doubt arose in his spiritual platform: Could it be that the sword spirit was within the restriction? The more I thought about it, the more it seemed possible. At this time, several ant tribesmen had already waved goodbye to Ziying. Hiding something in his heart, Linghu Jue decided to ease the relationship with Zi Ying, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be quite famous?" Zi Ying rolled his eyes at him slightly angrily and said nothing. It's no wonder that the one on the Hundred Lords List is not famous, and only a human race old hat like Linghu Jue is ignorant. Asking for trouble, Linghu Jue was not embarrassed. Instead, he retreated and asked, "Are you leaving yet?" This sentence made Ziying get some ideas out of thin air. She mistakenly thought that Linghu Jue had only been forced by the organization before. The agent was appointed to inquire about the information. Now that he knew it was groundless, he wanted to withdraw. After careful consideration, he bit his lip and said:"Since you're in, you'd better come with me. Regardless of whether you can break the restriction or not, I will give you a certain reward." Linghu Jue was happy that Ziying regarded her as a mercenary, so that she would get a lot less alert. As if hesitating, he said: "What about the Baicao Clan?" Ziying thought that Linghu was definitely afraid of the Baicao Clan, and immediately said with relief: "You don't need to worry about this. When our three tribes discovered this restriction, we had an agreement, who would break the seal first? , who will get the treasure inside first?" Becoming more and more confident, Linghu Jue finally asked, "Do you know what treasure is inside?" Zi Ying's vigilance suddenly rose, and she never forgot, Outside the secret realm, there is another emperor. Although she didn't think Linghu Jue had much to do with the emperor in her heart, she was still afraid of him in case he wanted to please the emperor and leaked the news. There was a cold light in his eyes, and he warned: "Linghu Jue, you'd better not use any tricks? Otherwise, you won't be able to get out of the secret realm." After saying that, he felt that his tone was a bit too much, so he softened his voice and said, "You are a smart person. You should know which one is more important? Okay, let¡¯s not talk anymore, let¡¯s get on our way.¡± Linghu Jue actually didn¡¯t pay attention to what she was saying from the first sentence she said? Instead, he was thinking in his mind. In his opinion, no matter whether there was a sword spirit here or not, he would have made an enemy. As long as he robs it, he will inevitably become enemies with other tribes. Until then. The Baicao tribe announced his true identity. Those two queens, in the camp under Cuiming Peak, there are probably strong men from the Posuo tribe and the Alpaca tribe. This is their intention? Linghu Jue sneered in his heart. The enemy's viciousness was beyond his expectation, but it also went against his mentality. "Why are you standing still, leaving?" Seeing that he refused to move as if he was stupid, Ziying urged with suspicion in his eyes. "Let's go." Linghu Jue took a long breath and straightened up. Encourage yourself. Now, he has no better way, he can only take one step and look at it. The two of them jumped rapidly, the wind blew the loess, raising layers of swirling smoke. But it didn't affect their speed at all. Along the way, many strong men in groups of three or five jumped over each other, and some just looked at each other for a moment. Just passed by. And some even omit looking at each other. It took about half an hour. A muffled thunderous roar was heard in the distance, and the entire secret space seemed to tremble for an instant. The heartstrings of Linghu Jue and Zi Ying were trembling at the same time. The two of them looked up almost at the same time. In the distance, a column of air rolled up by loess dust mist rose into the sky, roaring and flying in all directions. "The ban has been broken." Ziying blurted out in surprise. In her opinion, her tribe had the greatest chance of breaking it. After all, the clan had just brought a powerful device to unlock the ban into the secret realm. Linghu Jue's mood was completely opposite to hers, he was very heavy and depressed. If the ban is not broken, he will at least not have a direct conflict by relying on the rules of breaking the ban. But now? He could only leap forward silently. There was no way. According to his understanding of the Cangyue tribe, if he failed to do what they wanted him to do, then his brothers would definitely die, and it would be difficult to even see them for the last time. After flying for dozens of miles, a huge ravine ran across the earth like a thoroughfare. More than twenty figures jumped up one after another, vying to be the first. A few familiar wild laughters echoed throughout the world: "Haha, get it. Yes, I got it." There were dozens of figures following closely behind, but they seemed a little uninterested and a little angry, but they couldn't do anything to the people in front of them. Already less than two miles apart, Ziying heard these very arrogant laughter, and he was happy and shouted: "Ziying is here." This sentence sounded like a greeting to his own tribe, but in fact it was She secretly warned the people from the other two clans that no one from these two clans could beat her in the younger generation. The person who laughed wildly before was naturally Leng Hui. He was happy to show off in front of the beauty. As he jumped to greet her, his silver halo shone slightly. A six-inch-tall black porcelain bottle with a short neck and a round belly appeared in his hand. He held it high and raised his toes. He said proudly: "Haha, Yingmei, you arrived in time, so my brother will give you a share of the credit." He was so complacent that he completely forgot about the unhappiness at Cuiming Peak. Linghu Jue narrowed his eyes slightly and fixed his gaze on the black porcelain bottle. He stood five steps away from Ziying who had stopped behind. He can't stand too far forward. Once he does, everyone's attention will be focused on him. But Ziying was very cautious. Although she didn't like Leng Hui's arrogant appearance as a villain, when Leng Hui settled down in front of her, she held back her temper and said, "Put it away first." But Leng Hui didn't. Without any scruples, he led the other tribesmen and walked forward without hesitation, and said with a touch of ecstasy: "Yingmei, do you know what this is?" Ziying naturally knew that he had felt the sword spirit when the three tribes were exploring the seal. The aura is just to keep it secret, the threeIt was agreed that no information could be revealed except to necessary clan members. She nodded displeasedly and signaled Leng Hui to put it away. Leng Hui was a little disappointed. When he was about to put it away, he saw Linghu Jue approaching with an almost imperceptible speed and posture. He was surprised by the other party's free and easy demeanor and handsome appearance. He was slightly startled, as if he had forgotten what he should have been. As if making a gesture, he took a step forward with a hint of jealousy and said, "Who are you?" He kept paying attention to Tian Leng from the other two clans behind him, and glanced over at him with a swipe. But the moment his eyes touched her, Linghu Jue's eyes turned dark, strange and forbidding. "Not good." A wave of extreme fear came out of his mouth, squeezing the panic in his chest and abdomen. But it was too late, the death gaze penetrated Leng Hui's body, making him freeze instantly. Zi Ying had the fastest reaction and almost no time to adjust. He spun around and stopped in front of Leng Hui. But she was still a step too slow, and a hand, a hand that couldn't be called slender, but definitely powerful, passed through her spinning figure. When she retracted like a ghost again, there were already many afterimages brought out by her palm. That black porcelain bottle. (To be continued)