The four masters did not expect that their speculation was wrong, and they were bitten backward and were stunned. Could it be that the news of their coming to find the God of Sacrifice to Heaven was leaked and the people from the Temple of Light were attacked? At this time, the old man said: "It was not the poison we used, we were also poisoned..."

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't bear it, so he fell from the tree and quickly sat cross-legged, pretending to detoxify.

Inspired by the inspiration, the four masters quickly fell from the tree, sat cross-legged, and secretly adjusted their true energy, but found that the true energy was rapidly dissipating. Not to mention detoxification, it was difficult to relieve it.

A person next to him said to the old man anxiously: "This poison cannot be cured, what should we do?" His tone was full of panic.

Standing outside the gates of hell, the old man was also confused. At this time, he slashed out of the storage bracelet. He endured the pain and said gasping: "We may not be able to go back anymore, so we can only explain the situation here to the high priest..."

This guy actually brought a pen and paper. At this time, he was so angry that he spread the paper on the ground and hurriedly wrote: Daji Island, the isolated island in the southwest of Changmo Island, are all poisoned!

At the critical moment, the following did not forget to sign and wrote "Golden Protector". It seems that this person is usually a person of particularity.

After writing, you stuff the paper into the small hole behind the tail of the flying sword, enter the true energy, and the flying sword breaks through the air.

Jiang Xiaobai has been paying attention to them, how could they allow them to inform them? Otherwise, all their previous efforts would be wasted! Although he was not sure of the level of poisoning of these four masters, he did not hesitate. As soon as the flying sword moved, he heard a "clang" sound and was shot down by a leaf. The stone inserted into the ground was not reached the hilt of the sword.

The faces of the four masters changed.

Originally, Jiang Xiaobai could continue to pretend to be poisoned, and there was no need to make trouble. After all, the four masters didn't know that it was him who did it. But several women on the ground thought that Jiang Xiaobai had taken action, so they jumped up and pulled their swords out of the sheath. The eyes of the four masters were almost falling off. Didn't they foam at the mouth?

But in that moment, the four masters also understood that they were careless. From beginning to end, this was a trap. The other party was not poisoned at all, but was numbing them. Although they were now on the verge of death, they couldn't help but become angry and stood up suddenly. Before the swords of several women arrived, they had already drawn their swords out of the sheath and endured the pain and attacked them.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't pretend anymore. Dozens of leaves broke through the air and attacked the four masters. The man also followed. The sword flower shook and attacked. One of them fought against the old man of the second grade of Qing Dou - the Golden Guardian, one of the ten major guardians of the Dark Temple, while five women besieged three of the seventh grade of Blue Dou.

For a moment, swords and swords were shining in the mountains and forests, and fallen leaves were flying.

The four masters were either in pain or angry, but they screamed and fought to the death, and their eyes were red, but they were covered by the night and no one could see them.

If they were aware of it and attacked when they first discovered that they were poisoned, Jiang Xiaobai and his men would definitely lose. After all, there were three Blue Dou seventh grade and one Green Dou second grade. However, under Jiang Xiaobai's delay, the poisoning was deep and the true energy was severely disintegrated. He tried his best to attack, but he did not force the few people back. Moreover, Jiang Xiaobai and his men became more and more brave as they fought. After all, they were poisoned and weaker and weaker as they fought. Their swords were not stable, and they rose and fell. After a moment, they turned from attack to defense, and in the end they could not defend. Under the fierce attack of the few people, screams sounded in the mountains and forests.

At night, a ripples arise, and then quickly returns to peace.

Several women looked at the four corpses on the ground, gasping for breath.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Let's go!"

Yuqing said: "Where to go?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Go and get the God of Sacrifice to Heaven!"

Yuqing said: "Isn't the God of Sacrifice at the bottom of the sea? You can't see it even if you're so late!"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "For the seabed, it's the same day and night!" As he said that, he pulled up the flying sword that he shot down from the ground and put it into the storage bracelet. Without saying a word, he flew away, no longer as hippie as before.

Several women quickly followed.

Charlie said at that time that there was an isolated island in the southwest of Changmo Island, about 100 miles southwest of the isolated island, and the magical scepter of the heaven was thrown at that location.

The word "力" is very troublesome for Jiang Xiaobai. Especially when people like Charlie use this word, the range of the word "力" is wider. It may be two hundred miles or five hundred miles, and it is not impossible to make it thousands of miles.

Jiang Xiaobai stood on the sea, under the hazy moonlight, and could not see the end. He felt that his head was wider, but he had no choice and said to several women: "You stay at the sea, I'll go down and take a look!"

Several women responded.

Jiang Xiaobai used his true energy to open up the sea water, and he fell to the bottom of the sea. The moonlight was already late, but in a short while, he could not see his five fingers and turned the night pearl out.

The sea here is not very deep. It will reach the bottom of the sea in a while. It is estimated that when the sun is in full swing, it will penetrate to the end.

Jiang Xiaobai stood on the soft sand at the bottom of the sea. With the faint light of the night pearl, he could see groups of fish slowly swimming by him. Compared to the sea surface, standing around the sea, he felt even more vast. Not to mention the dim light, even if he illuminated the place as bright as daytime, with his own strength, he wanted to find a magical scepter in this vast sea, which was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Jiang Xiaobai simply took Ye Mingzhu, closed his eyes, and could only seep his consciousness into the sea water, and use the sea water to find it. Now his cultivation has broken through to the Blue Dou, and his consciousness has suddenly reached dozens of miles. He feels that he and the sea have merged into one. He is the sea, and the water at the bottom of the sea becomes his hand, gently touching every inch of fine sand on the bottom of the sea.

After about a stick of incense, he carefully touched the radius of dozens of miles, but to his disappointment, there was no trace of the God of Sacrifice to the Heavens.

Jiang Xiaobai returned to the sea, changed his breath, and plunged into the sea bottom again, like a fish, swam rapidly on the sea bottom, from north to south, from west to east, and spent a night searching for thousands of miles, but still found nothing.

Dongfang gradually turned white, and it was about to dawn. Jiang Xiaobai was exhausted and slowly became desperate. At this time, he rushed out of the water again, breathing in the air, looking around, looking at him at a loss, and he didn't know whether he should have insisted on searching. He searched all over a thousand miles. Although Charlie's words were not reliable, it was impossible for such a big error? He might have been taken away by someone.

Because Jiang Xiaobai often came up to breathe, several women could understand his general whereabouts. When he saw him rushing out of the water, he hurriedly surrounded him. Yuqing asked anxiously: "Young Master, how are you? Have you found it?"

Jiang Xiaobai sighed lightly and shook his head.

Yuqing said anxiously: "What should I do? Without the God of Sacrifice to Heaven, the high priest would definitely kill Feng Yan and the others!"

Jiang Xiaobai gritted his teeth and said, "I'll look for it again!"

Yuqing said: "You guys go down and find it for you too!"

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head slowly and said, "It's useless for you to go down!"

Qian Ru suddenly said, "Leader, this magical scepter for heaven has been thrown down for more than a hundred years. Will it be buried in mud and sand?"

Jiang Xiaobai's heart moved, yes, he was anxious for a moment, just looking for the surface, but forgot that the magical scepter of heaven had been thrown down for more than a hundred years, and it was impossible for him to lie quietly on the mud and sand! Then he said, "Go back and look for it again!"

The group hurried back to the origin again, about one hundred miles away from the isolated island. At this time, there was already a ray of light on the sea in the east, and it seemed that the sun was about to be revealed.

Several women advised him to wait until the sun comes out before looking for it, but for Jiang Xiaobai, the sun is redundant, so he plunged into the bottom of the sea again.

The seabed was still quiet without a trace of turbulence. Jiang Xiaobai was really tired after tossing for a night, so he sat cross-legged at the bottom of the sea, grabbed a handful of guide beads, adjusted his breath for a while, and then opened his eyes suddenly. With a thought, the water at the seabed was like boiling, rolling up and down, rolling up and down, and countless mud and sand were rolling up, and the originally clear seawater suddenly became turbid.

At this time, the sun had risen. After a while, even the sea surface changed color, and it was covered in turbidity within a radius of dozens of miles.

Jiang Xiaobai was also completely wrapped in the turbid sea water. The sunlight could not penetrate at all. The seabed was still dark. The sea water kept washing the mud and sand at the bottom. It was really a big wave to wash away the sand. Unfortunately, after a long time, the mud and sand were washed away layer by layer, but there was no trace of the magical scepter of the heaven. I felt a little discouraged. Could it be that I had to change another place? Using this method is no more than the quick-sighted approach. This method consumes time, effort and energy. It takes at least a few months to search like this. It doesn’t matter if you work harder, but it’s too late.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to finish work and return to the sea to breathe, a throbbing suddenly came from the depths of his consciousness. Although his true appearance had not appeared, it was obviously not an ordinary thing, which made his soul tremble. He was more than ten miles away from him. He hurried over and took out the Night Pearl. In the dark, a circle appeared in the mud and sand. Under the illumination of the Night Pearl, it emitted a golden light, which felt even more dazzling than the Night Pearl.

Jiang Xiaobai was delighted and quickly squatted down and digged the mud and sand with his hands. A Zen stick revealed his true face, which was attached to it. It was almost exactly the same as the fake in Chaoguan's hand. However, this one was obviously different in temperament. Although it was lying quietly at the bottom of the sea, it was still imposing, like a tiger and dragon lying on the plate, the bones were filled with a kingly aura that looked down on the world, and a sense of awe arose came from the bottom of his heart.

Jiang Xiaobai was overjoyed and grabbed the magical staff of sacrifice to heaven and broke out of the water.

Several women were waiting anxiously. When they saw Jiang Xiaobai coming up from the sea and holding the magical scepter of the sky in their hands, they were overjoyed and quickly surrounded them. Although the magical scepter of the sky had been buried in mud for a hundred years, they were not depressed at all. They shone brightly in the sunlight, and the nine rings were jingling. Although the fakes in Chaoguan's hand could also jingling, it sounded like noise, and the sound of the nine rings hitting was like the sound of the Tianfu Sanskrit, captivating people's hearts.
Chapter completed!