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"You can't kill me. I know where huanyangcao is." In the dark fog, there was an urgent voice.

When Zhang Xiaojian heard the words of "Huanyang grass", Jue Wei stopped for a moment and pointed to it. The Firebird instantly called and stopped in the air.

In the dark fog, the man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "as long as you promise not to kill me, I will tell you the refining method of Huanyang grass. Even if this kind of thing is obtained, it is useless to know the refining method. Fortunately, I have a gold slip, which records the refining method of Huanyang grass. "

Zhang Xiaojian, with a smile, said, "since I know, I'll take it. Maybe I can let you go."

The man in the dark fog hesitated for a moment. Say, "how can you keep me safe?"

Zhang Xiaojian's face suddenly turned cold and said, "your mother, I hate other people's threats most."

As he spoke, he tapped his fingers, the Firebird chirped a long time, a cloud of fire rain flew down, and a shrill and shrill cry, and the black fog finally disappeared.

There is a way to refine the herb. Hum, Zhang Xiaojian sneered. He almost fooled him just now. If he hadn't read the ancient prescription carefully, he would not have found that small piece of writing.

When Zhang Xiaojian thought of this, she not only frowned, but also said, it seems that what the ghost said can't be false, but how can there be two refining methods for Huanyang grass.

After collecting all the things, Zhang Xiaojian looked into the cave, threw out the green cloud sword, cut a pile of ice, just like last time, directly threw the ice in.

It was not long before I saw the water coming out of the cave. I just shook my body and entered the cave.

The corpse in the middle of the road just now has disappeared. It seems that the ghost has disappeared. The corpse, without the nourishment of the ghost, disappeared in a moment.

Next to a pile of powder, Zhang Xiaojian saw a piece of glittering things, which turned out to be a page of gold paper.

With a wave, the gold paper floated in the air, and it was really the way that the dead ghost said it could be refined.

After a close look, Zhang Xiaojian not only chuckled, because it was fake at first sight, and it was completely different from the fengma cattle in the ancient prescriptions he got. Moreover, looking at the gold paper, it was obvious that it was a post-modern handicraft. It seems that the old man who died here was not an ancient master at all, but why did he become a ghost so soon Hugh, this is let Zhang Xiaojian don't understand.

There was no time to study these. After looking at the melting ice, Zhang Xiaojian did not dare to do so easily this time. She blocked the ink shield in front of her, suspended dozens of flying knives in front of her, and began to walk cautiously inside.

With the deepening, the temperature inside is getting higher and higher. Zhang Xiaojian feels that the water in her body is constantly being evaporated. She feels that the next second is about to become a mummy.

When he hesitated to go out and get some ice in, suddenly a faint cool air came out from the ring, and quickly filled the whole body.

Zhang Xiaojian not only slightly frowned, a familiar smell came out, is the smell of ghost wood.

Zhang Xiaojian was overjoyed. The heart said, I didn't expect the ghost wood to have such a function. If I had known that, it would be good to take him out directly.

The nourishment and aura of the wood of the ghost came out from the ring, which made him feel refreshed. All the discomfort just now disappeared completely, and it was as close as the depth of the cave.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the cave suddenly became open. There were about five or six acres of land around. The temperature of the space became moist. There was even a sweet smell in the air.

On the stone wall, another plant, emitting a soft red light, the sweet smell seems to come from where.

Zhang Xiaojian's eyes brightened and her heart pounded. Her heart said, this is the legendary Huanyang grass, which is really extraordinary.

He didn't rush to it, because there should be some gods and beasts guarding the nearby fog. I don't know if there is any.

Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand, and the green cloud sword sounded like Weng Ming. He was ready to experiment to see if anything suddenly appeared.

The green cloud sword whirled around the grass and kept changing its direction. There was nothing wrong with it.

This is to let him a little surprised, how can there be no guardian beast. Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help talking to herself.

If there is no divine beast, there must be some prohibition. Qingyun sword may not be activated. Maybe it will only be activated if you are close to it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojian took back the green cloud sword, hesitated for a moment, or carefully began to move forward.

The distance between the plant and the sun returning grass is about 60 steps. Zhang Xiaojian is very careful.

Because of his nervousness, Mo Dun constantly makes a slight sound, and the throwing knife is also constantly emitting red light.

When his last step was over, the room remained as usual, and there was no change at all.

This makes Zhang Xiaojian really surprised, heart said, is it wrong to judge, there is no beast, there is no prohibition.Zhang Xiaojian is cruel and ready to go to pick the grass. Who knows that the foot just about to step out comes back again, because he saw a copper bell hanging on his head. I don't know how many years later, the copper bell has been covered with dust. Despite this, the spiritual power from the copper bell still scares Zhang Xiaojian.

What is the use of such a strange copper bell in the room.

After one breath, the copper bell vibrates gently, and the dust on it completely dissipates, and the surface emits a soft light.

A strange pattern appeared on it, all of which were flying insects. It looked very strange, as if he had never seen it before.

Three ancient words, with the rotation of Zhang Xiaojian, appear in his eyes: Black ridge and red armor.

When these four words appeared, Zhang Xiaojian almost fainted, because he had heard of this kind of thing, black ridge and red armor, legendary ancient spirit insects, invincible, ferocious nature, can kill each other.

When Zhang Xiaojian thought of this, she felt a chill in her back.

What's the relationship between this copper bell and black ridged red beetle? Is it possible to touch this thing to produce black ridged red beetle, or can the copper bell control black ridge red beetle.

Zhang Xiaojian feels confused, and her head is not working well.

If you touch them, you can't see these terrible insects. It's impossible for the copper bell to be placed in this position. It seems that the copper bell is likely to control the black ridged red beetle.

But where are those black ridged red beetles? Where are they? There are no insects here. Are they hiding in some corner and looking at him covetously? Thinking of this, he felt a tingle in his scalp.