"We can spare your life first and take us to find shennongding!" Zhao Sheng said to Hong Changlao irresistibly.

Although Zhao Sheng changed his mouth, it doesn't mean that Zhao Sheng will spare these people's lives.

Just because the deal is a sure bet.

Even if the so-called elder really knows some information about the Shennong Ding, he can step down and kill the donkey at that time. It's not too late to turn against them when he finds the Shennong Ding.

Morality? It's just words for better benefits,

Each of the ten ancient artifacts has the power of overturning mountains and seas, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

Maybe their strength is not strong in attack, but there are some special functions.

For example, the Shennong tripod, not to mention its tripod body, depicts 108 arrays that skillfully seize the nature of heaven and earth. Only in terms of its ability to refine medicine, it is one of the strongest medicine refining equipment in the mainland.

Although Liquan sect is not an extremely powerful sect, it is strange that they are emerging forces rising rapidly in recent hundreds of years. If there is any special reason, no one knows.

But today, the elder actually said that there were artifact fragments in Liquan sect. Obviously, the answer is clear at a glance. It is this mysterious artifact fragment that makes this small sect prosper in such a short time.

The power of artifact is so terrible.

"You guys! Lead the way ahead!" Zhao Sheng said impolitely. At the same time, he had also applied the Dharma formula to seal their cultivation, and searched all the treasures that could convey information from them, so as not to report the situation to the sect.

In the former demon site, everyone's divine consciousness is limited, and only Zhao Sheng, who has unprecedented soul power, can feel better. In addition to him, I'm afraid that Mo Xiaoyu, the descendant of the demon family holding the heavy treasure Fuxi Qin, and her remaining people.

They didn't dare to fly at all. They could only hide their body shape and restrain their breath - after all, everyone was a prey and a hunter in the process of treasure hunting. In this dark forest, even if there are great forces or skills behind us, we don't dare to swagger through the market at all, otherwise it's the same as looking for death.

Zhao Sheng's natural state of mind is calm, and his previous life experience makes him cherish his precious life more.

But even so, it was inevitable to bump with others along the way and fought with several groups of people on the road. In order not to show his strength, Zhao Sheng hid all the way. As long as he didn't deviate from the direction pointed by the so-called elder, he wouldn't fight if he didn't fight.

Of course, even so, it is inevitable to have a fierce fight with others, and then let the enemy's bodies remain on this land forever.

"Hey, you guys? Which dynasty? Which sect? What's your name? Do you know whose power this is?" suddenly, a giant man in red stopped them.

The huge sweat was bald, with big arms and round waist. It came to his face with a smell of flame and a strong figure.

This situation can roughly show that the monk's practice is fire, and his body is not weak.

In a sense, he is a bit like Zhao Sheng. However, ordinary people can become strong with one heart and one mind, and they are not reborn like Zhao Sheng.

He may be able to be flashy without substance in the same class of strength in a short time. But obviously it is a temporary solution, not enough talent, and it is also a distraction to practice other things.

"I'm Ouyang Jumu, a fiery Walker of the Song Dynasty. This area is my territory. How old are you? If you dare to cross my territory, you don't come to honor me, but also want to run?" he said. He had begun to burn the lines of flame on his body. Obviously, he wanted to find fault, and even wanted to try.

Zhao Sheng naturally won't fall into his trap. He just bows his hand and is ready to change the way directly and speed up the speed. After all, not everyone can get the clue of artifact - speed is important. Sometimes it's just a little short.

And the most important thing is this "point", which is accumulated bit by bit before.

Now Zhao Sheng only has the clue of artifact in his eyes, and everything else should be put aside for the time being. Otherwise, with Zhao Sheng's character, how can you swallow this tone?

"Brother, we really don't know this is your territory, but we're new here. We're all in the Jianghu. We'd better stay on the front line and meet each other in the future." Zhao Sheng said humbly.

"Brother? Who is your brother?! you deserve to say these two words?" the Ouyang decided to smile contemptuously, and then said, "don't look at your own accomplishments, call me brother, and don't take care of yourself?"

"Since you have nothing to honor me, well, I'll give you another one, that is -"

"-- send you to the West!"

As soon as the voice fell, a fire appeared in his hand. Slowly, the fire was attached to his whole arm. It seems that the skill he practiced was to release his accomplishments to strengthen his body and obtain great speed, strength and element damage.

"Jie, take a move from me and split your legs!"

A red light fell from the sky and came straight at Zhao Sheng. Its power was terrible. Even the vast black fog seemed to be washed away.

Zhao Sheng's eyes were cold. This guy was advancing with an inch, and he didn't know whether to live or die.

But if you do it yourself, even if you kill him by thunder, it is bound to cause great chaos. At that time, it will be huge. Everyone has noticed here. Isn't your treasure hunt route going to be exposed?

Looks like... It's time to use that.

Zhao Sheng silently recited a Dharma formula in his heart. His hands gradually turned white, then gradually turned white and red, brighter and brighter, and then after a period of time, they turned black, as if they could absorb everything around.

"Glass tears the sky hand!" with a low cry, the palm slowly patted out. A palm print slowly emerged in the air, but there was no aura fluctuation, just moving forward slowly.

That feeling is like an ordinary bubble, or smoke, moving slowly.

Soon, the other party's moves have come to Zhao Sheng, but Zhao Sheng still stands with his hands down, as if he didn't see anything.

At this time, a strange scene appeared.

The red figure didn't mean to stop at all, but didn't stop slowly until it passed ten feet behind Zhao Sheng's body, and then... Broken layers by layers.