As the saying goes, it is easier to go up the mountain than to come down the mountain, but Niebu felt that it was not easy for him to go up and down the mountain.

"Blood Fountain Pool!"

If it weren't for this thing, Niebu and the others wouldn't have gotten together to try their luck, and they wouldn't have been silenced by the old man surnamed Han because of something they haven't even seen. So at this time, if you let Niebu choose to give up,

If so, he would definitely be unwilling to do so. He would have to climb up even if it was just a little bit.

Picking up the bronze shield left by Han Chang, Niebu took it in his hand and looked at it.

The bronze shield is about half a meter long and is engraved with simple patterns. It looks very old and does not look like an ordinary abandoned weapon.

"Dang-dang-dang."

He tapped his fingers three times and listened to the hard sound. He thought that the tip of the metal knife was sharp enough to pierce even this thing. If he was given a chance, Nie Bu would definitely not choose the same approach.

Too risky.

"Perhaps it was once the best of rare weapons, or even a rare treasure, but it's a pity that you can't withstand the passage of time after all." Xiao Xiao sighed with emotion, and Nie Bu put the bronze shield into his storage bag and planned to

If you have a chance in the future, refine it and create a new defensive shield.

"Creak."

His foot slipped, and Nie Bu raised his leg to take a look. When he saw the domineering Yanyue Purple Sword in Han Chang's hand, he slapped his forehead in shock: "Oh, how could I have forgotten this treasure? Thank you!" It's useless!

Niebu was very satisfied with the Yanyue Purple Sword that he activated so hard. If he even forgot to take this thing, he would have to remember and hate himself to death.

Holding the Yanyue Purple Knife in my hand, it feels heavy and full of weight.

Niebu tried to dance, but found that it was not as powerful as in Han Chang's hands. In his own hands, it was just a slightly stronger weapon, which made Niebu suddenly dissatisfied. After checking, it was as expected.

Han Chang left a Sumeru Formation in the Yanyue Purple Sword, and then put it with a soul mark to prevent others from using it. Now that Han Chang is dead, the soul mark can be easily broken by Nie Bu. As for the Sumeru Formation

The method will take a little effort.

The so-called Xumi Formation is actually a very, very small micro-formation.

They are usually made of very fine materials. During the cracking process, the formation may be destroyed if you are not careful, causing the power confined by the Xumi Formation to burst out and explode the entire object. This is also the difference between the Sumeru Formation and

The difference between ordinary formations is that one is for destruction and the other is for protection...

Fortunately, Han Chang's attainments in battle tactics were not very high, which allowed the half-experienced Niebu room to perform. It took about an hour or so to finally clear away the troubles in Yanyue Purple Knife.

Without the seal of the Sumeru Formation, Niebu could hold the Yanyue Purple Sword without being restrained. After playing with it for a few times, he threw it into the storage bag and shook his head in displeasure: "I am not satisfied with the weight and size.

Let’s talk about it for now, and after finishing the arena competition, I’ll try to see if I can refine the Yanyue Purple Sword, and then fuse its material with the metal tip to create a new wild weapon.”

At this time, it was already dark and bright, and Niebu was now halfway up the mountain. If he climbed to the mountain road and wanted to reach the top of the mountain, he might have to walk again. The quickest way is to climb up the cliff.

"Whoosh".

He couldn't see the top at a glance, so Niebu took a deep breath, bent his legs like a frog, jumped up with a "whoosh", and began to climb up little by little.

…

The previously stalemate battlefield calmed down after a lot of fighting. Niebu slowed down slightly when he climbed to the place where he jumped before, glanced lightly, and continued to walk up the cliff.

Because Zhou Sheng and others could not affect Nie Bu even if they were present or not, he still did not believe that six Dan Condensing monks could not deal with a late Dan Dan Condensing monk, so he had to shoulder the greatest pressure. If they could not do it, they deserved it.

Useless.

When Niebu climbed a thousand meters to the top of Langya Peak, he was already a little overwhelmed.

The biting cold wind hit Niebu's body. Even though he kept pushing up the desolate air to warm up, he was still overwhelmed. Every time he crawled up a meter or two, Niebu had to stop and take a breath. He was suffering from altitude sickness.

It wasn't important to Nie Bu. What was important was that the current temperature was close to minus 100 degrees. Nie Bu's body functions were affected and he had to exert great force to stretch out his fingers.

"Wow."

Once he failed to catch it properly, several pieces of gravel fell down. Niebu patted his chest, found the nearest mountain road and jumped out.

His feet finally stepped on the solid snow, he shook his body and shook off all the snow on his body, and Niebu took two Yuan-Buying Pills to restore his Dantian.

After replenishing the desolate air that warmed him up during the climb, Niebu continued to climb up the rugged and steep mountain road.

After advancing about a hundred or two hundred meters, Niebu found that the snow under his feet was getting thinner and thinner, as if it was about to melt here, and from time to time there was an unnoticeable warm wind blowing, which seemed a little light in the cold air.

small.

Stopping and closing his eyes, Niebu closed his facial features in silence, radiating the soul power in his mind, and finally discovered some problems: "No, there is really a problem."

Niebu stretched out his hand and waved it slightly in front of him. The moment the cold hairs on his arms were blowing, Niebu noticed a small warm wind. He lowered his head and thought: "Warm wind? The top of the mountain should be even colder. How is that possible?

Is there a warm wind? And the surrounding heavy snow is much less than before. It seems that this place is not that simple."

With doubts, Niebu became cautious.

Near the top of the peak, groups of people were confronting each other.

The scene was tense. Several groups of people seemed to dislike each other, and there was a strong tendency to start a group fight if they disagreed.

In the center of the menacing crowd, there was a mountain pool about one meter above the ground. The mountain pool was filled with bright red liquid, which was bubbling like a boil.

According to this, the mountain pond is not far away, and Nie Bu is bending down to observe it. Staring at the mountain pond for a long time, Nie Bu guessed: "A spring flowing with blood? Could this be the blood spring pool that Han Tai mentioned?"

Looking at the people around Shanduo Pond, Nie Bu recognized almost all of them.

…

"Song Zhong, are your arms stretched too long? This is Huangshi City, which is far away from the sphere of influence of your Song family!"

Han Geng, wearing a red cloak of extraordinary quality, touched his storage bag with both hands and accused the people in front of him with slight dissatisfaction.

Behind Han Geng, Han Tai, Han Gu and several alchemy monks stood silently with very cautious expressions.

Song Zhong was naturally the elder of the Song family who had fought with Nie Bu. He looked at Han Geng mockingly, pointed his little finger provocatively, and sneered: "My Song family has moved away before the Nie family moved. You Han Geng

Is our family better than the Nie family?"

"Hahaha, I really don't know how high the sky is, destroying the Han family is just a matter of raising a hand."

"Insolent! Back off." Although Song Zhong scolded, no one could see any blame on his face.

The words of the man from the Song family made Han Geng's old face turn red, and he almost couldn't bear the humiliation and wanted to fight Song Zhong.

After all, Han Geng was a little younger. Standing behind him, Han Tai hurriedly stopped him and whispered in a slightly anxious voice: "Han Geng, don't be angry, hold it back."

"A little impatience will ruin the big plan. There are other people around, so the head of the family must be patient." Han Gu began to persuade.

"snort!"

With an unhappy expression on his face, Han Geng turned his attention to Sun Xiandao aside: "City Master Sun, I think we need to discuss this matter carefully. Since this blood spring pool was found in our barren stone city, it makes sense

As it should be, the right of ownership definitely belongs to us. Do you think we need to drive away the outsiders who interfere?"

What Han Geng said was very direct and there was no cover-up at all.

The smiling face suddenly twitched, and Song Zhong immediately became furious. Before Sun Xiandao could speak, he answered: "Well, you Han Geng, it's okay if you don't take our Song family in your eyes. You actually tried to deceive City Lord Sun and want to monopolize it."

Blood Spring Pond? With City Lord Sun’s intelligence, do you think I will be fooled by you?”

The two sides bit each other, stumping the old ghost who was in the middle and trying to take advantage of both sides. He greeted all the ancestors of the two in his heart, and Sun Xiandao smiled to smooth things over: "Since we are all in Huangshi City, then we are one family.

People, why do you have to be so serious? It hurts your feelings so much."

Both sides despised Sun Xiandao's character, but due to his identity, no one raised any questions.

Thinking that Sun Xiandao was helping him, Han Geng couldn't wait to say: "Then if City Lord Sun has any opinions, it doesn't matter. We all listen to City Lord Sun."

Song Zhong was still more cautious and did not say anything to death: "Yes, if City Master Sun has reasonable opinions, I, Song Zhong, will completely obey it on behalf of the Song family."

In fact, there are not only people from the Song family and the Han family at the peak, but also some small families who are showing favor to the Han family and the Song family. Of course, it is inevitable that some lucky lone cultivators will come here, such as Zhou

Sheng Da et al.

Sun Xiandao smiled "hehe" and thought about how he could "do things impartially" when there were at least forty or fifty monks now. At this time, he could share some benefits, and he would not care about other things: "I see it like this

Well, after all, this Blood Spring Pool once belonged to the Nie family, so it’s not good for us to just take advantage of it.”

"Click."

As soon as Sun Xiandao opened his mouth, the monks felt that something was not right.

"There are about forty or fifty of us. I suggest that we divide it evenly and drain the water from the blood spring pool according to the number of people. What do you think?"

His eyelids trembled, and Han Geng anxiously wanted to slap his ears with seeds.

"Has this bastard forgotten the private agreement I made with him? He actually wants to share the blood spring pool with everyone. I think you, Sun Xiandao, are just a dog that is not well fed!"

Going by what Sun Xiandao said would obviously be detrimental to the Han family and the Song family, and the power advantage would completely disappear. But what Han Geng said just now, gritting his teeth in anger, where would the majesty be if he just returned like this?

Han Geng suffered a loss, and Song Zhong was not much better. He thought about it in his mind and thought that looking at the situation, it was unlikely that they would get the blood spring pool. Rather than waste manpower fighting for it, it would be better to just leave it like this, and there is no need to worry about the one who has not yet arrived.

Puyang Sect monk Zuo Zong showed up!

"Okay, I have no objection."

"Han Geng has no objection either."

The two people with the highest status expressed their opinions, and the rest of the people agreed, even if they had something to say, they had to hold it back.
Chapter completed!