Chapter 2779 Crow Mouth

"Brother Liu, why do I feel that the further we go, the more strenuous it is? Did we choose the wrong direction?" While Liu Lang was thinking, Pei Duhuan followed up panting.

He didn't realize that Peng Zijian left too fast.

Since Pei Duhuan didn't realize this problem, Liu Lang didn't bring up the topic, after taking a deep look at Peng's self-recommendation with a simple face, Liu Lang responded to Pei Duhuan with a smile: "We are exploring opportunities, how can it be smooth sailing? The greater the resistance, the greater the opportunity."

"Right."

Pei Duhuan smacked it to taste, and felt that what Liu Lang said made sense.

In this world, it is true that there is a chance of a pie in the sky, but the probability is too low, too low. It is simply unrealistic to expect a little sin and get a big chance.

"Then shall we move on?"

Pei Duhuan asked.

"Go ahead." Liu Lang replied firmly.

Lan Qi was right in front, how could Liu Lang turn around?

After starting again, Liu Lang's attention was not fully focused on the front. While deliberately slowing down his speed, he quietly observed Peng Zijian behind him.

Even though the Tiankeng rules suppressed practitioners of the Three Realms more and more as they went deeper, Peng Zijian still walked with ease. This was in stark contrast to Pei Duhuan who walked at the end.

"Peng's self-recommendation seems to be really not affected by the Tiankeng rules." Ai Chen made a judgment.

"Besides, he doesn't seem to know about it yet." Liu Lang added.

If Peng Zijian really wanted to hide it on purpose, at least he had to pretend, but at this moment, Peng Zijian's performance was completely letting go of himself. In addition, Peng Zijian gave his real name very simply before, Liu Lang felt that there were many guesses. It's hard to make sense.

"Let's wait and see. As long as he doesn't have evil intentions, keep him. There will always be a time when the truth comes out."

In the end, Liu Lang withdrew his attention from Peng Zijian.

"Someone!"

At this moment, Pei Duhuan suddenly pointed to the front and shouted in a deep voice.

Liu Lang quickly collected his mind and watched intently. Sure enough, there was a faint figure in front of him, but because the distance was too far,

Coupled with the fact that his consciousness was largely shielded, it was difficult to see that person's face clearly.

"Everyone be careful!"

Liu Lang wanted to run over to investigate first, but couldn't help it anymore.

Until now, he didn't know what was going on in the tiankeng, and along the way, no one saw it. Who knows, is this sudden figure a trap?

"clear!"

"clear!"

Pei Duhuan and Peng Zijian nodded at the same time.

Then, with a thought, the two drew out their weapons.

In Pei Duhuan's hand is an earth-grade middle-grade long sword. After all, it is a golden immortal who sat down and mixed with Tathagata Buddha. In terms of configuration, it must be better than ordinary golden immortal cultivators.

Looking at Peng's self-recommendation, the configuration is even more than the standard.

A great immortal is actually holding an earth-level high-grade immortal weapon.

The key point is that the ground-level high-grade fairy artifact has a very special shape, it looks like a brick...

brick...

Liu Lang couldn't help but think of his Wutian Sacred Tablet, a high-grade earth-level fairy artifact, which obviously couldn't be compared with the sacred artifact, but the shapes of the two were too similar.

It even gave Liu Lang a sense of deja vu.

"Is this also a coincidence?"

Liu Lang frowned.

Let me talk about the experience first. At the beginning, he was wanted by the Heavenly Court, had nowhere to go, and fled into the wilderness, and Peng Zijian was also forced to step into the Northern Wilderness.

Besides, the technique of skill refining, the spell that Peng Zijian described before, is 90% similar to the essence of skill refining of Fuyun sect, and the essence of skill refining of Fuyun sect was left by Ye Qing. It also started from the essence of Fuyunzong's technique.

However, Liu Lang and Lan Qi discovered the essentials of the Floating Cloud Sect's technique. That is to say, the talisman recommended by Peng certainly did not come from the Floating Cloud Sect. According to past records, Ye Qing also confiscated it after he ascended to the heaven. disciple.

Therefore, the moment Liu Lang saw those spells, Liu Lang even began to wonder whether Ye Qing Sui was really involved in the turbulent flow of space back then. This is also the main reason why he changed his mind and decided to bring Peng to recommend himself.

In the end, it was Peng Zijian's earth-level immortal soldier who looked like the Wutian Sacred Monument.

With similar experiences, similar training methods, and similar weapons, Liu Lang saw Peng's self-recommendation as if he saw a copycat version of himself.

"Brother Liu, can we make it?"

Seeing that Liu Lang was in a daze, not moving or speaking, Pei Duhuan took two steps forward, passed Peng's self-recommendation, and asked Liu Lang.

"superior!"

Liu Lang regained his senses, turned his head, took the lead, and rushed towards the figure in the distance.

Pei Duhuan, Peng Zijian, followed closely behind.

"Dummy?" However, after they really approached the figure, they realized that there was no trace of life on the figure.

"It's not a dummy, it's a corpse."

Liu Lang was the closest, and for a moment, he also thought that it was a dummy, but after careful observation, he realized that this is not the case, this is a real person, but a dead real person.

"Corpse?"

Both Pei Duhuan and Peng Zijian shuddered.

So many people entered the tiankeng, but none of them got out. The probability of accidents is indeed very high, but they did not expect that after entering the tiankeng, the first person they encountered would be a dead person.

"But, I feel that this doesn't look like a corpse either!"

Those who can cultivate to the level of great immortals, golden immortals, and dead people must have seen them. After observing for a long time, Pei Duhuan and Peng Zijian still felt that the person standing in front of them was more like a model than a corpse.

"It should be a corpse without a doubt. It's just that the true energy in his body, the power of blood, and spiritual power were all emptied at the moment of death, so that there was no human breath."

Liu Lang's knowledge far exceeds that of Pei Duhuan and Peng Zijian, and most importantly, he has an eye for truth.

In the eyes of reality, it is clear at a glance whether the real person is a fake person.

"Being emptied of true energy, blood power, and spiritual power?"

Pei Duhuan and Peng recommended themselves and gasped.

There are three ways for cultivators to cultivate, one is to refine Qi, the second is to refine the body, and the third is to refine essence. What comes out is naturally spiritual power.

These three forms of energy support the practitioner's realm.

It would be too cruel to have the true essence, the power of qi and blood, and spiritual power all twitched.

No wonder, the corpse no longer had the appearance it should have, so that they misjudged it.

"Are we going to be drained too?"

After a brief silence, Peng Zijian suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

"Bah, bah, bah! Crow's mouth!" Pei Duhuan, who was already trembling, almost sat down on the ground.

Liu Lang also felt that Peng's self-recommendation was completely disturbing the morale of the army, but at the next moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the corpse standing in front of the three of them exploded with a bang.