"Every ink beast you kill will add some weight to the treasures you can exchange for in the palace, but don't think about how many ink beasts you kill, but think carefully about how to arrive at the palace alive."

When Lin Feng and Xiao Yin wanted to find Chu Tianming's figure in the vast beast tide, they saw Chu Tianming holding a ghostly pen and passing by the endless beast tide. In a blink of an eye, it had been a short journey.

It was obviously an endless tide of beasts, but in front of Chu Tianming, it was as safe as his own back garden. The tide of beasts was endless, but he was strolling in the garden. He was about to arrive at the palace in a short while.

"Miss Xiaoyin, let's join forces to catch up with the young master!" Lin Feng reached out his hand and shook his arms. The thunder pin immediately appeared. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a stone stick as thick as a bowl. The stone stick was simple and unpretentious, but it seemed to be able to stabilize the eternal thunder.

"Your cultivation is not as good as mine, so I'll take the lead. If an ink beast suddenly comes over on the flank, I'll leave it to you to solve it!"

"Okay!" Xiao Yin let out a long roar, and wisps of moonlight appeared deep in his golden eyes, and his hair was erected like a needle tip, and there was even lightning and current flowing under the hair.

"The moon rises on the east mountain!" She stroked her arms and used the Moon Heart Technique, and a bright moon shadow appeared behind her.

Xiaobai leaned on Xiaoyin's shoulders, and faced with the ink beast tide, his eyelids did not open his eyes because he knew that this was the experience that Chu Tianming left to Lin Feng and Xiaoyin, and it... was a means of insurance.

Wait... I'm willing to become a nanny? Ah, bah, bah... Xiaobai complained for a while, but when he saw Xiaoyin working hard, he still took a nap.

Lin Feng's muscles bulged, urging his body to the extreme, swept the lightning rod and swept it out, repelling a large number of ink beasts. Some of the ink beasts were hit by the vital points, and they exploded directly, bursting into balls of ink and water.

The bright moon shadow behind Xiaoyin flowed in the moonlight, and two moon wheels gathered in her palm. After observing the flaws of the ink beast, she attacked with thunder and cooperated with Lin Feng to kill him.

At first, the cooperation between the two was a little awkward, and there were some fish that slipped through the net, but after the tea, this cooperation began to gradually become round.

One person is the main attacker and one person assists, and the two are moving forward steadily.

Soon, a loud shout came from the ink beast tide, and a huge ink beast rushed towards them, as if a hill was vast.

"Be careful, those who were the ink beasts in the early stage of the furnace realm just now have the late stage cultivation! Retreat, I'll deal with it!" Lin Feng shouted, his clothes exploded, revealing his bronze skin, "Let the lightning needle grow it for me!"

The thunder pin surged in the storm and turned into a huge stone pillar. Lin Feng hugged one end with his arms, swung it up and wrapped it with a thousand pounds of force toward the mountain-like late-stage ink beast of the furnace-induction realm.

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, the ink beast was defeated, but Lin Feng yelled, "The ink beast is getting stronger and stronger. Don't be in love with the battle, go! Go to the palace!"

He understood what Chu Tianming meant. It turned out that the tide of ink beasts was getting more and more intense. Sometimes the human power was exhausted, and the ink beasts were endless. They were in love with each other in the early stage, but they couldn't get rid of them later.

He didn't bother to finish the fight, but directly waved the thunder pin and blasted the tide of ink beasts with Xiao Yin and advanced towards the palace.

The monks in the shelter were observing the movements outside, but because the ink rain was too dark, even some people with extraordinary eyesight were difficult to observe carefully.

However, when the first beast roar spread, many people were slightly stunned, and when the beast roars followed one after another, everyone was not calm.

"Is there another mystery in the rain?" Some monk guessed in his heart.

"Go and have a look?" Some monks were a little hesitant.

"Go and have a look!" Some monks made a quick decision.

"No, I can't delay any more, I'm going to go and have a look!"

Some monks made up their minds and prepared to go out for a look.

At this moment, a beautiful figure had already swept out from the exit of the shelter light shield and rushed into the vast rain.

Immediately afterwards, Ziyuan Shengzi and others thought they understood it, so they rushed out of the shelter and rushed into the rain of ink.

Qingmang Jianzi took a breath and looked at the figures flying out, and his heart was also moved. But as soon as he saw Jian Shisi still breaking through, he gritted his teeth and chose to continue to protect him.

Although there are quite a few monks who rushed into the Ink Rain, they still seem to be short of money compared with the endless tide of ink beasts.

Suddenly, a thunder mountain broke through the night and penetrated into the sky. In the thunder mountain, Xu Qing's clothes fluttered, and countless lightnings surged around her body, as if the God of Thunder was in the world.

On the other hand, the Son of Ziyuan carried a loess gourd and evolved into a giant hammer, constantly killing ink beasts.

The other casual cultivators also used their own methods to break through the tide of ink beasts, but some of them fell in love with the storm of ink beasts.

As time went by, the monks gradually formed a group of echelons. Lin Feng and Xiao Yin were at the forefront, while Xu Qingqian, Ziyuan Holy Son and others followed closely. Later, some casual cultivators with great cultivation were basically the dead souls under the iron hoof of the ink beast.

As for Chu Tianming, he had already arrived in front of the palace. Along the way, he killed countless ink beasts and collected a liquid ball the size of a washbasin.

When they arrived in front of the palace, the ink beasts stopped attacking him, but instead pointed their finger at the back, starting with Lin Feng, Xiao Yin and the others.

Chu Tianming didn't care much about them. With Xiaobai around, he wouldn't worry much.

He set his eyes on the palace in front of him. This palace is very simple, and it is made of ordinary white jade. It is very simple and has nothing to do with the word "magnificent".

Chu Tianming came to the front of the hall gate and reached out to push the hall gate.

As soon as he touched the hall door, a layer of ripples immediately flowed from the hall door, gently blocking him from the outside.

Chu Tianming shook his head and took out a black-painted wooden token. This token was very old. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a piece of black charcoal.

This is an Order of Lanting, the Order of Lanting Calligraphy.

Since Chu Tianming got it from the Nanshan corpse hunter, he has kept it by his side and never taken it out. Now, he has finally brought it into use.

But Chu Tianming did not move at all. He stood in front of the hall gate, closed his eyes and stroked the token slowly with his palms, as if waiting for something.

After a cup of tea, two figures landed in front of the palace panting.

Lin Feng and Xiao Yin have arrived.

Chu Tianming opened his eyes and did not waste much time. He directly knocked on the door of the hall with Lanting Order.

This time, there were no more ripples on the hall gate, and there was no force to stop Chu Tianming.

The door of the hall opened slowly, as if it was a dusty world.

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