Cultivation game, starting from the mouse

The stone statue that collapsed to the ground was carved lifelike, and its upper body was relatively well preserved.

Meng Yu knelt down and reached out to touch the face of the stone statue, his eyes filled with thoughts.

In addition to this stone statue, there are several other stone statues in this area, and their identities are engraved under each stone statue.

"Yan'er, I never thought we could see each other again in this way!"

Meng Yu sighed and stood up. He looked to the side and saw that the nearest stone statue was the stone statue of Han Mufeng, the ancestor of painting.

Similarly, this stone statue has also been broken into several pieces.

However, Meng Yu only glanced at the stone statue and then looked elsewhere, as if he did not want to have any communication with the person who stabbed him in the back.

"Senior, don't you want to write a poem about this situation?"

Wei Xun suddenly reminded him at this time.

“There are thousands of words in my heart, but they are stuck in my throat and I don’t know the words!”

Meng Yu shook his head as if he had no inspiration.

At this time, the Danqing Sect was already in dilapidated ruins, all the buildings collapsed to the ground, and there was not a single living person left.

I followed Meng Yu around the top of the mountain for a long time, but didn't find anything interesting.

"Xiao Wei, go back!"

At this time, Meng Yu didn't know whether he was tired from walking or something happened, but he suddenly said this to Wei Xun and returned to the tower.

After regaining control of his body, Wei Xun moved his neck and prepared to leave.

It was at this moment that Wei Xun was suddenly startled and felt a powerful aura nearby, very close to him.

"Who?"

Wei Xun turned around and looked around, trying to find this person.

"Your perception is quite strong!"

A man's voice came from above Wei Xun's head.

Wei Xun looked up and saw that the top of his head was still empty.

Although he didn't see anyone, Wei Xun still instinctively hid several steps to the side and distanced himself from this place.

Just as he landed on his feet again, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the place where Wei Xun was standing, as if he had become invisible just now.

Her white hair is like a waterfall, and her evil eyes are like a ghost.

"who are you?"

Seeing this strange guy, Wei Xun didn't dare to be careless.

One opened the soul-seeking pupil to check his cultivation level.

"Become a god!"

The moment he saw it, Wei Xun was pierced by the golden light of spiritual energy and closed his eyes.

This is the third realm of divine transformation that he has encountered, besides Xiaoyou Zhenren and Duan Feiyun from Xiaoyou Peak.

"Introduce yourself!"

The white-haired man smiled slightly and said: "I am the owner of Xueyun Tower, Bailang!"

"Xueyun Tower! Bailang!"

Wei Xun's heart tightened when he heard the name.

Zhuge Banxian had just said that he was coming to find him, and now he met him. His calculation was really accurate.

Is this the great demon in the realm of gods?

"I don't know you!" Wei Xun smiled awkwardly, and then said: "Looking at you, are you waiting here for me?"

"That's not true!" Bai Lang, the owner of Xueyun Tower, shook his head and said, "I just sensed your presence here, so I came here to take a look!"

"What do you want from me?" Wei Xun asked, ready to take out the pagoda to release Duan Feiyun at any time.

"You and I are both demons, how about I come here to recruit you to join our Blood Cloud Tower?" Bailang was suspended in the air, standing with his hands behind his back, his aura was overwhelming.

"I'm just going to dispel the demon, it's useless!" Wei Xun smiled awkwardly: "Why don't you find someone else?"

"Anyone else?" Bailang held his forehead with his hand, pretending to be thoughtful: "Since you're not coming, then I'll go to the Black Abyss Mountains and look for the king of the Black Bear Mountains?"

Hearing this, Wei Xun's pupils trembled, and he looked up at Bailang suspended in the sky with a horrified look on his face.

"What do you mean?" Wei Xun asked.

"We at Xueyun Tower know everything in the world!" Bai Lang said: "It's so easy to find out the details of a person or a monster!"

"You took action against Black Bear Mountain?" Wei Xun couldn't believe it, and looked at Bai Lang with uneasy eyes.

"Not yet!" Bai Lang shook his head.

But before Wei Xun could breathe a sigh of relief, Bai Lang continued: "But I won't be able to say for sure in the future!"

"Does that mean that if I agree to join you, you won't do anything to Black Bear Mountain?" Wei Xun asked.

The corner of Bai Lang's mouth raised and he said, "Of course!"

"But what benefit will it bring to me to join you?" Wei Xun asked: "Your Blood Cloud Tower is already notorious in the ten continents. Maybe one day the major sects will join forces to eliminate it!"

"I regard the whole world as ants!" Bai Lang said confidently: "The people who want to kill me in the ten continents are probably not born yet!"

Wei Xun could feel that Bai Lang's cultivation level was comparable to Duan Feiyun's.

If you calculate it this way, both of them should be at the third level of the realm of transformation into gods.

"Then what do I need to do to join you?" Wei Xun asked again.

"Of course, you do whatever I ask you to do!" Bai Lang said: "Kill people, find things, and collect intelligence!"

"Then what do I get?" Wei Xun asked again.

"Get the chance to become an immortal!" Bai Lang said: "I have clearly investigated the truth that there have been no immortals in the Ten Continents for ten thousand years!"

"According to ordinary cultivation, there is no chance of becoming an immortal!"

Bailang looked up at the sky and continued: "In our world, the gate of heaven has been closed. If you want to become an immortal, you can only find another way, and I have already found this way!"

"Then I have to think about it carefully!" Wei Xun took half a step back.

I don't want to be someone else's lackey, and it's such an organization.

"That's right!" Bailang continued: "The intelligence shows that you have a magic weapon left over from ancient times in your hand. I want you to hand it over!"

"Ancient magic weapon?" Wei Xun's lips twitched and he immediately understood what Bailang was talking about.

That is the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower in my hand!

"How can I have any ancient magic weapon?" Wei Xun shrugged, "You must have made a mistake!"

"My information is never wrong!" Bailang said expressionlessly, "That thing should be the tower you just held in your hand!"

"What kind of treasure is this tower?" Wei Xun smiled bitterly: "It's just a decoration found at a street stall!"

"Hand it over!" Bai Lang's voice was cold: "Give me the tower and join the Blood Cloud Tower. I don't have to kill you!"

"You really know how to joke!" Wei Xun chuckled: "They are all good compatriots of the Demon Clan, no matter what they say, they can be killed or not!"

Wei Xun said this and took two steps back, trying to distance himself from this person as much as possible.

But at this time, Wei Xun suddenly felt two breaths appearing behind him.

Looking back, I saw a man and a woman.

Their eyes were the same as Bai Lang's, they were all evil eyes. It was unknown whether they had practiced some skills or contracted an infectious disease.

It seems that they all have the strength of the Golden Core realm.

It was difficult to deal with the one who transformed into a god, and two more golden elixirs came out.

Isn’t this going to cost you your own life?

"I'm giving you a chance!" Bai Lang stared at Wei Xun: "Hand over the tower and join the Blood Cloud Tower!"

"Okay, okay! Why don't you hand it over to me!" Upon seeing this, Wei Xun could only immediately surrender and took out the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower.

As soon as the pagoda was taken out, Wei Xun pushed the pagoda forward.

"Senior Duan, come out to help!"