The Mightiest Little Peasant

On the wild land, there was an extra figure of Yunyou.

He was dressed in white and looked ordinary, with a blue bead hanging around his waist.

Fang City, Chengchi, mountains, dangerous places all have his figure.

"Still no response."

He looked at the beads around his waist from time to time, showing disappointment.

When he came out of the mountain range, he first traveled across the North Wilderness, and he went to all places, even those ancient cities of ancient tribes.

Although the ancient cities of various ethnic groups are hidden deep, and are located in remote places, hidden by large formations, in front of him, these large formations are virtually useless, and he can see through the pair of divine pupils.

He didn't need to go in. Once he turned outside the ancient city, he could know if there was a breath of fairy beads.

But traveling through the entire northern wasteland, he still found nothing.

"Huh? There was a reaction!"

When he entered Longhuang, passing by a mortal kingdom, suddenly, the beads around his waist shuddered slightly.

When he looked down, he was stunned.

No wonder it is a kingdom of mortals!

In the past, when he searched for the relics of the gods and the remains of the Buddha, he had traveled all over the world, and Longhuang had traveled several times, but the pig-killing knife on his body had never reacted. It turned out to be in the kingdom of mortals.

He had hurried past before, not looking as carefully as he is now.

"Su Guo... It seems to be the territory of the Su nationality!"

Tang Hao fell and entered a city below.

Xianzhu's reaction came from this city.

Holding a blue fairy ball in his hand, he followed the reaction and searched all the way.

When he found Xianzhu, he was stunned.

This blue fairy bead was even used as a jewel and embedded in a crown.

"It's no wonder, this thing is like a pig knife, there is no aura fluctuations, it is easy to be regarded as a mortal, falling into the hands of the cultivator, it may be thrown aside as garbage, falling into the hands of mortals, and used as jewelry ."

Tang Hao laughed.

He was even more helpless, but this is a fairy treasure, a tool of true fairy, to let the cultivator know that it must not be fought for blood.

When he found the next fairy pearl, it was two months later.

He was on the side of the road and found the orange fairy beads wrapped in mud.

He was speechless.

The last one was worth something. This one was directly used as garbage, and nobody picked it up.

Outrageous!

He grunted, wiped away the mud from the beads, and put it away carefully.

So far, he has three orange, cyan and blue fairy beads, only four.

He continued to search, but it seemed that his luck was not very good. After three months, he found nothing.

He searched all the way, and headed towards the extremes of the western wasteland.

The pole of the East China Sea is a sea where there is the inheritance of hibiscus.

The pole of Xihuang is not a sea area, but a piece of land. It extends from the north of Xihuang to the west. It also has no end. There is a barren land, and many god mountains of the Honghuang family are there.

It is said that further west, there are many ancient aliens, descendants of gods.

Last time, there were many such forces in Xuanhuang Tower.

Tang Hao made a turn around the Xihuang land, and after not harvesting, he went towards the extreme of Xihuang.

A few days later, he was close to the boundary of the cultivator's activities, and further on, it was the sphere of influence of the few wild mountains.

"Zhurong?"

In a city of Chifang on the border, Tang Hao heard a lot of news about ancient aliens.

One of the news caught his attention.

The last time the Xuanhuang Tower was born, an alien appeared at the pole of Xihuang, surnamed Zhu Rong, which is said to be an ancient Wu clan.

Tang Hao was stunned, and a figure appeared in his mind immediately, charming, enchanting, and peerless stunner.

It is the fifth-generation master of that Jin Dingzhong, Zhu Rongyu.