Yang Peng was shocked. He didn't expect that the scales on the lizard were so hard. It was worthy of being a strange beast. Could it be that the snakes in this world were different from those he had seen.

But then I thought about it and there was actually a cultivation of the truth and the things that happened to me could not be measured according to common sense. What's the point of making a snake with hard scales?

The only thing I blames myself for not having any immortal treasures yet. All Taoist magical magic requires magic weapons, magic weapons or spiritual treasures to exert their maximum power. But now Yang Peng is at a disadvantage in this place. If he can control the weapon, he will fly directly up. However, this mountain is very strange and I don’t know if it can fly.

Not only is the thick fog covering the sky, but the body feels much heavier and it is very difficult to walk.

The lizard clamped with the sound of the rushing wind was coming like Yang Peng. This time, Yang Peng was ready. The dragon was naturally running in disguise, with its footsteps spanning and dodging away from a distance. Then he hooked and copied, and the sword returned to his hand.

Yang Peng did not hesitate anymore. The dragon was disguised and the Vajra used it together. He rose up like a big roc soared into the sky, with a momentum like a rainbow, and the long sword was penetrated into the lizard's eyes.

Suddenly, the juice surged, and the red blood came out like a fountain.

The lizard was in pain and shaking its head desperately tried to break free from the sword. Yang Peng had already retreated and avoided the attack of the development-crazy lizard.

Debris, leaves, and soil were flying. Trees as thick as bowls were shaking violently by lizards struggling hard, and the green leaves fell off colorfully.

The lizard struggled less and less, and the hissing sound sank. Finally, he lowered his head weakly and stopped moving.

Yang Peng was already sweating profusely. He walked up and pulled out the long sword from the lizard's eyes. Based on the principle of not wasting, it took a lot of effort to break the lizard's abdomen and remove a sac of the lizard and the cocks-like sarcoma. This thing might be useful in the future.

He heard Lingzun talk about this sac connected to the shape of a cockscomb, which is also a rare medicinal material for future refining elixirs.

The battle just now consumed a lot, and I don’t know what dangers are going to be in the future. This is the 20th level. The monsters are so difficult to deal with, so you have to be more careful in the future.

After resting for a while, Yang Peng continued to move forward. There were all kinds of strange beasts on the road. His clothes were already torn, with deep and shallow scars on his body, and there were blood stains in many places, including his own and strange beasts.

Level 200... Level 310, but when Yang Peng stepped on this stone step with his feet, the weight on his body suddenly became much heavier. Without any preparation, Yang Peng groaned, and his chest seemed to have been hit by a giant pounding. The pain was abnormal. His body was still in balance, and he fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Yang Peng quickly became lucky and the pain subsided in a short while. The doubts in his heart became even more intense. There were so many strange things in this mountain, but these could not stop him from continuing to move forward.

The Eye of Changsheng is worthy of being the top Taoist technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao. After running for a few cycles, Yang Peng slowly adapted to this heavy pressure, but his speed of travel was much lowered.

At this time, the scorching sun was hanging high, and the entire Kunlun Mountain was shrouded in golden light, but the golden light could not penetrate the clouds and mist.

The stone steps and thick fog are always increasing. It must have been the heavenly means left by some powerful force that were arranged on this mountain.

Yang Peng stood up, but at this moment, a fragrance suddenly filled the surroundings, which made people couldn't help but take a few more mouthfuls and intoxicated with it. But not long after, he found that his spirit began to become trance, and the surrounding scenery was spinning rapidly, making people dizzy.

Suddenly, a pleasant song came into his ears, and the fairy sound was very pleasant. Yang Peng's body, who had just stood up, fell to the ground, and the thick fog retreated like a tide on both sides, revealing flowers on the left and right, colorful and colorful, competing for glory, blooming.

The scene changed again. Beauties wearing gauze and graceful figures came out from the blooming flowers, with charming charm, and beautiful national beauty, with all the demeanors. The graceful figures added a bit of charming attraction under the gauze and being exposed.

The fragrance of flowers became stronger and stronger, and the clearer and louder singing seemed to come from the nine heavens, and it was like the sound of the Great Buddha's Sanskrit, which made people fascinated and open their hearts to listen carefully.

The women changed one by one to Lu Xueqi and the female disciples on Xiaozhufeng Mountain.

Yang Peng showed an obsession on his face, his eyes were filled with a happy smile, and the women in front of him danced one by one, and his body under the gauze showed off the wonderful things from time to time with graceful movements, hooking his fingers at Yang Peng or making various charming and seductive postures.

He has plump breasts, buttocks, and also has a petite and exquisite body, or a neutral beauty. The wonderful things during the dance show a little of Lushan's true face from time to time. When he wants to see it, he is blocked by the gauze.

Yang Peng, who fell to the ground, stretched out his hand, hugged Wenmin impatiently, and said obsessively: "Sister, you are so beautiful, I like you very much. Suddenly, a body was pressed against Yang Peng's back, and the full buds on his chest pushed up and down on him. The little tongue of the sausage blew in Yang Peng's ear and gently bit his earlobe.

More and more women danced beside Yang Peng, holding his hand and walking forward. Not far ahead there was a gentle place composed of pink curtains. Inside the curtains, a very beautiful woman glared at Yang Peng, and said with a smile: "Come on, Brother Peng, come quickly."

Yang Peng was pulled by the women, and he couldn't help but move forward with his eyes unconsciously, but he didn't know that the flowers near the stone steps seemed to be blooming more colorfully.

Seeing Yang Peng coming to the curtain, the jade on his chest emitted a soft white light, and a cool feeling came into his heart. Yang Peng's expression was clear. He calmed down and saw where there was a woman in front of him. It was clearly some gorgeous flowers covered with poisonous stings, waiting for him to put them into his mouth.

If he walked a few more steps forward, he would definitely be eaten by these gorgeous flowers. If he thought about it, he felt scared.

These flowers are flower demons who have achieved success in different cultivation. They like to exude fragrance and make people hallucinate. They can't help but take the initiative to send them into their mouths. Even cultivators with profound Taoism will not be spared. In addition, the poisonous stings on their bodies double their damage and they will die if they touch them.

Yang Peng stopped his figure, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and he felt a little scared and lucky to survive the disaster.

He held the long sword in his hand tightly and even recited a few magic tricks, mostly for preparing for battle.

Seeing that the prey that was about to reach the mouth had woken up at the critical moment, they could not tolerate it. Their bodies suddenly swelled up and they screamed angrily. Several companion vines on their bodies turned into spikes that flew out, and flew towards Yang Peng fiercely.

Yang Peng reacted very quickly, the dragon moved in disguise with his heart, and his body retreated rapidly, but the vine was faster, as if it was endless.

"Swoosh", a few vines wrapped around Yang Peng's legs, and Yang Peng's retreating body was stagnant. At this moment, several vines raised their sharp barbs and were about to pierce into Yang Peng's body, and the flower demon's swelling body also followed.

This time, Yang Peng was so shocked that he was scattered. The sword in his hand moved like a coiled snake. He shouted and chopped down the vine with great strength. The vine broke in response to the sound, and several pieces of vine jumped desperately on the ground, making a scream like a ghost, and his scalp became numb when he heard it.

The vines from the broken mouth quickly shrank and twisted, secreting a miserable green liquid, and in the blink of an eye it was as intact as before.

Yang Peng jumped out in a panic and narrowly avoided the attack range of the flower demon.
Chapter completed!