The scenery of Jilan Mountain is the same and extremely monotonous, just a vast sea of ​​snow. Tangcheng took a break from busyness and watched the strange peaks and stones highlighting the strange shapes under the accumulation of snowflakes, making them look more and more majestic. If Li Xian was here, he would definitely be full of poetry. Perhaps a famous poem that has been sung through the ages will be born.

However, the two ordinary people who are looking for treasures here have only been studying in private schools for a few years, and writing poems is just a perfect match. They are still 108,000 miles away from Li Xianxian. As for Meng Jin, he was afraid that he could not even get limericks when he was practicing since childhood, let alone other things.

However, after watching this scenery for a long time, I felt bored. Tang Cheng and the others stayed in Jilan Mountain for more than half a month, and they also explored more than one-third of the area of ​​Jilan Mountain in a radius of hundreds of miles. However, a few spiritual medicines that can be called treasures of heaven and earth have been collected, but they have never seen the shadows of the golden spirit stones they were looking for.

Snowflakes floated again on Jilan Mountain, which was stormy and rainy. Tangcheng reached out to pick up one. Six snowflakes were frozen into ice crystals by the extremely cold weather. They rotated like windmills in the palm of Tangcheng, and there was a magnificent color at the transformation.

[The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats. It is hard to say whether the snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, but the snowflakes in Jilanshan are really big and terrifying!]

Tang Cheng thought this way, and threw away the basin-sized snowflakes, turned around in the air, and looked at the treasure hunter. Against the backdrop of the white snow, the golden treasure hunter was extremely conspicuous and very agile. If you look closely, there was not even a trace of claws on the white snow.

Although the treasure hunter looks inconspicuous, it is a strange beast that can fly naturally. If you have to rely on its four thin legs to climb, Tang Cheng and the others are still wandering around the foot of the mountain!

Just after Tang Cheng and the others left this valley, a bright red tentacle poked out of the snow. The tentacle seemed to be burning, but it did not melt even a little snow.

A gem was inlaid at the top of the tentacles, as if an eye was staring at the backs of the two people greedily. Tang Cheng seemed to be aware, but when he looked back, the tentacles were gone.

Tang Cheng felt a palpitation. This was the fifth consecutive day. It seemed that something was peeping at them, but it was difficult to find the enemy. Tang Cheng did not tell Meng Jin, and if there was no evidence, it would be in chaos.

Three days later, they finally arrived at the center of Jilan Mountain. During this period, Meng Jin was so distressed that he was about to cry out. Although the treasure hunting rat is the best helper for searching for treasures, it is not something that everyone can raise.

When you need help searching for treasures, you must feed elixirs or elixirs every day, otherwise the treasure hunter will strike. This is exactly the same as the cormorants in the water town of Jiangnan, making people unable to help but exclaim the magic of fortune.

Suddenly, the well-behaved treasure hunter rat suddenly stiffened, raised its head, staring at the front without hesitation, and his forelimbs were waving violently. Meng Jin was overjoyed, put away the treasure hunter rat and flashed, then crossed the mountain. In front of him was a boiling mountain lake. The ice-blue smoke bloomed like flowers, and the center of the flower stamen was a sea of ​​fiery red magma.

But what was extremely strange was that the two of them stood on the crater, but they couldn't feel a trace of heat, but instead they were colder than the snow.

Meng Jin patrolled around vigilantly, and Tang Cheng was more careful, but he could not find any strangeness. Suddenly, Meng Jin looked at a few golden reflections on the edge of the magma. After a closer look, Meng Jin took a breath of cold air and saw that the crater was around a hundred feet radius were full of golden flashes. As the magma sank and floated, he slowly submerged the spirit stone, and then the cold magma retreated again, revealing the beautiful face of the spirit stone.

Meng Jin's breathing became heavy. It is roughly estimated that there are thousands of gold-type spirit stones here. What a terrifying number. The entire first-line Tianzong's stock of five elements spirit stones is less than one thousand.

As soon as his figure flashed, Meng Jin was about to sneak down. Tang Cheng hurriedly reached out to grab his shoulder and said sternly: "Senior Brother Meng, no!" Meng Jin's body sank, avoiding Tang Cheng's grab, and then shook his right hand, opened the folding fan with a squeak, looking at Tang Cheng coldly, and said: "What do Junior Brother Tang mean?"

Tang Cheng said anxiously: "Senior Brother, this must be a trap! This Jilan Mountain is not our private property. If there are so many spirit stones here, why don't others take them, but want to give us some benefits?"

Meng Jin snorted coldly and said decisively: "Junior brother is reminding me that I want to get a share of you! OK! I will share 10% of the spirit stones here, as long as you don't make trouble!" As he said that, Meng Jin glanced at Tang Cheng in a hidden way.

Tang Cheng felt cold in his heart, and he clearly felt Meng Jin's murderous intent. Although the murderous intent was light, it stabbed Tang Cheng's skin like a needle, clearly reminding him that the world was sinister.

Tang Cheng immediately understood that although he didn't know the preciousness of this spirit stone, in order to prevent the news from leaking, Meng Jin was determined to kill him to silence him. This is undoubtedly true!

Meng Jin left instantly, but the treasure hunter stayed in place. Tang Cheng stepped forward and caught it in his hand. The treasure hunter was trembling in the palm of Tang Cheng.

Meng Jin was so fast that a red light flashed and had already sneaked into the magma. Without falling to the ground, he began to pick up the spirit stones next to him. Meng Jin held the folding fan tightly with his right hand, full of vigilance, but there was nothing unusual.

After a while, Meng Jin had picked up more than half of the position, and his heart slowly lowered his vigilance. Even Tang Cheng in the sky couldn't help but doubt his judgment.

The calm continued, Meng Jin was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be too high, so he accelerated the picking speed until he was done, and there was no strange thing. Meng Jin was patrolling below for a week and couldn't help laughing at himself for being really suspicious.

Tang Cheng in the air was ready to run away. After Meng Jin came up, he probably didn't have the best fruits he had. Just as Meng Jin was about to leave, a sudden change occurred.

Six hideous dragon heads suddenly emerged from the blooming ice-blue petals, as if the petals were closed again. Between the six dragon heads, the blue light connected each other, and in the blink of an eye, a blue peach had formed, wrapping Mengjin in it.

Tang Cheng was extremely shocked and murmured to himself: "My Master is here, what is this thing?" Tang Cheng remembered the treasure hunting rat. The rat felt extremely sensitive. Although this monster was well hidden, it could not hide it from the treasure hunting rat. However, when it showed danger, it was considered to have discovered a super-large treasure.

Misunderstanding happened, but life was lost.

Compared to Tang Cheng's shock, Meng Jin was in despair. He said dryly: "Earth Fire Dragon!" His pale face became more and more strange against the blue light. In a blink of an eye, Meng Jin calmed down again and shouted: "If you want to eat to death, be careful to break your mouth full of teeth!" As he said, Meng Jin suddenly slapped the red gourd, and the strong wind surging out in the blink of an eye. Compared to the small fights when fighting with Tang Cheng, this time Meng Jin was doing his best, and the bitter wind tore Meng Jin's robe into pieces. Meng Jin didn't care at all, waved his folding fan and shouted: "Go!"

The wind instantly condensed like a knife, slowly slashing upwards! Tang Cheng saw everything in this blue peach clearly, but could not hear a trace of it.

The people of Tangcheng were in mid-air, and their hearts were struggling, not knowing that they should fight and escape?
Chapter completed!