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Qin Ming remained calm, he guessed that since Sword Grass could sense the opponent's existence immediately.

I'm afraid that this cultivator at the Divine Fire Realm also sensed the restrained breath of the sword grass, so he rushed over.

However, after the sword grass returned to the Shi Ling Banner, no matter how strong the opponent was, it would be difficult to find it.

The big python lowered its head slightly, moved closer to Qin Ming, and seemed to sniff, but found nothing, so it shrank back.

"This mountain is a bit weird." Yuan Chang said without too much entanglement, looking at other places.

Qin Ming heard that this uncle in the Divine Fire Realm didn't seem to be a monk near here, as if he came here for the first time.

"What is the weirdness that senior said?" Qin Ming asked.

Yuan Chang sat cross-legged on the snake's head, looked away at Qin Ming and said seriously, "Do you know Biluo Palace?"

"Biluo Palace?" Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

He had heard about this force in the city, and it was said that it was a colossus that could be on par with Qiankun Yunzong.

"Since you know the existence of Biluo Palace, then you should also know what the people in Biluo Palace are doing." Yuan Chang continued.

Qin Ming remained silent, the people in the Biluo Palace were not good characters, they acted extremely ruthlessly, it was rumored that the people there often sucked human blood and cannibalized human flesh, in order to practice extremely powerful skills and cultivation.

This style of work was also contradicted by the monk community, who had organized several crusades against Biluo Temple.

But since Biluo Temple can survive till now, it is also conceivable that these times of crusades have ended in failure without exception.

"I have had several face-to-face encounters with the people from the Biluo Palace, and here I can feel a vaguely disgusting aura, which is somewhat similar to that emitted by the people from the Biluo Palace."

Qin Ming was startled, and suddenly remembered the two shriveled corpses of monks he had seen before.

"Senior said that people from the Biluo Temple on the west mountain have been here."

Yuan Chang can't deny it.

If this is the case, this Xishan is much more dangerous than imagined.

Seeing Qin Ming's serious expression, Yuan Chang suddenly smiled and said, "Why, I'm afraid."

"Don't worry, although this aura is somewhat similar to the people in the Biluo Palace, there are differences. It should be that the guy who also practiced the Yin damage technique exists here, not the people from the Biluo Palace." It's as simple as a noisy little mouse in the back garden.

Qin Ming nodded and thanked him.

In any case, the uncle's ability to share this information also served as a warning to him, and it was of great help.

"You and I have a double bond. If you don't want to leave Xishan like this, you can go with me." Yuan Chang said.

A monk at his level has become particular about some ethereal and illusory things.

Fate seems useless, but it involves many causes and effects.

Qin Ming originally wanted to refuse to go with him. After all, he was protected by the sword grass. If the sword grass of the seventh rank really exploded with full combat power, it would not be inferior to the monks of the divine fire state.

But after thinking about it, Sword Grass could be used as a card for surprise, and walking with this person in front of him, maybe he could gain some knowledge, which is not bad.

"Then thank you, senior." Qin Ming responded immediately.

"Come on." Yuan Chang said.

Qin Ming glanced at the snake's body, and the other party invited him to climb up on the giant python.

Seeing this, he jumped up directly.

The body of the snake is cold, and the scales on it are extremely smooth.

Although it is a spirit monster of the sixth rank, this subdued boa constrictor seems to be unable to speak human words, and its spiritual intelligence is also slightly insufficient.

When Qin Ming jumped up, he swayed his body slightly in resistance, but because its owner had spoken first, he didn't resist too much.

The boa constrictor swung its body, and it was not slow to shuttle through the jungle.

Under the breath of the boa constrictor, some ghosts along the way chose to retreat and dare not approach.

It saved a lot of trouble.

Along the way, during the conversation with this cultivator in the Divine Fire Realm, Qin Ming learned a little more about the cultivator's world.

Although the Divine Fire Realm seems to be only the third highest realm of cultivation, it already belongs to the Great Cultivator.

As far as the other party is concerned, the city lord of Donggan City is only at this level, and his other identity is an elder of Qiankun Yunzong, who is also considered a famous number one figure in this area.

The further the cultivation level goes, the difficulty of breaking through is only clear to the person concerned, and others cannot understand the difficulty.

But it's hard to say which one is stronger, he or the city lord of Donggan City.

It is precisely because it is difficult to break through the cultivation base, so the strength gap between each big realm is also huge.

It is not impossible for a strong man to instantly kill a monk of the same realm with a wave of his hand.

An hour later, the surrounding jungle gradually became scarce, and the number of rocks increased.

Qin Ming reckoned that at the speed of a boa constrictor, he would be able to reach the top of the mountain in at most half an hour.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly swooped down from above.

Qin Ming looked at him immediately, and found that it was Weng Peng, the Nanshu monk who had left before.

I saw that his face was flustered at the moment, and his breathing was quite unstable, as if he was running away.

A streak of black smoke suddenly floated out from behind Weng Peng, chasing after him.

"Senior, please save one or two more." When Weng Peng saw Yuan Chang sitting on the python, his eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.

"This is it!" Qin Ming was shocked.

In sight, the black air suddenly transformed into a monk in mid-air.

The monk's face was a bit cruel, and his outstretched hands were scarlet, as if they had been smeared with a layer of blood, approaching Weng Peng.

Yuan Chang on the side frowned slightly, flipped his hands over, and shot out a fiery white ball of fire.

The fire ball flew over Weng Peng and shot at the monk.

The monk's face changed slightly, he seemed to be quite afraid of the flames, and evaded in the air.

"Is this the strange fire in his body?" Qin Ming thought to himself looking at the white flame dissipating in mid-air.

Weng Peng escaped, immediately retreated to the side of the boa constrictor, and thanked Yuan Chang repeatedly.

"Thank you senior for helping me out, and I am very grateful."

"Who is he, why did he kill you so painfully?" Yuan Chang asked, his eyes still resting on the monk standing in mid-air.

Weng Peng swallowed his saliva and said: "I don't know who he is, he appeared out of thin air, and attacked us, beheaded all the monks I brought, and devoured their blood cruelly. "

"If I hadn't met senior, I'm afraid I would have died this time."

After hearing Weng Peng's words, Qin Ming immediately understood.

The two mummified corpses I saw before were done by this monk.

The red boa constrictor below him also spit out his letter and hissed, as if he was warning the monk on the opposite side.

The monk looked Yuan Chang up and down, lowered his eyelids, "Unexpectedly, this time there was a real stubble."