Li Yan raised his eyes and scanned the dilapidated palace where he was. There were indeed several damaged wing rooms in the distance. Only two of the wing rooms had maple leaf logos engraved on their doors, but the maple leaves had different colors and numbers. One door had a maple leaf on it.
It is red and yellow in color and has five leaves, while the other room is carved with three red maple leaves. If Li Yan wants to go out at this time, he only needs to push that door open.
After identifying the direction, Li Yan rose into the sky and disappeared into the red clouds of the sky in a moment.
Not long after Li Yan entered the golden gate at the bottom of the pool, five more people came to the Red Maple Pool. The two people in front stood side by side, looking at the slowly sinking palace gate, and then looked at the five people sitting cross-legged on the other side.
Zen monk Ming clasped his hands together.
"Amitofu, we are late. I didn't expect that there are five people left here. There are many more people here this time than before."
At this time, the white-robed middle-aged man beside him also smiled: "Now that the outside world is in turmoil, it seems that many families have also accelerated the training of their disciples, and sent many outstanding disciples to Beiming Demon Town at any cost.
I’m so excited and want them to grow up as soon as possible.”
Based on the status of the white-robed middle-aged man in his sect, he still knows some high-level confidential information. This time he entered Beiming Town Demon Tower with his junior brother and took his junior brother in to practice for a while. His main purpose was to come.
This hunt for a special soul-like monster called the "Mud Beast Soul" is also to enhance one's own combat power.
The status of disciples below Jindan in various sects is quite embarrassing. They serve as soldiers in big battles and as the main force in small battles. They must be at the forefront in everything. The middle-aged people in white robes know more about the situation than ordinary disciples. Of course, they must seize the time and do everything possible.
Improve your combat effectiveness.
The "mud beast soul" soul is a must-have material for refining higher-level phantom formations. Even with the fake elixir cultivation of a middle-aged man in white robe, he is not too sure that he can hunt this beast. He doesn't want to happen to encounter several people who have experienced it.
The Zen Master Yi Ming who has the connection with his face.
Zen Master Yiming came to the palace at the bottom of the Red Maple Pond to find a breakthrough, so the two of them hit it off. After a little discussion, they hit it off.
Later, they met two female cultivators from the "Blue Sea Sect". The two girls and the middle-aged man in white robes had also met during the sect exchange. The two girls also wanted to enter the Red Maple Pond, so they readily agreed.
It's just that these five people came all the way, not in hiding like Li Yan. Even so, Li Yan had several life-and-death fights, but these five people came all the way without hiding their traces, and met the right monsters.
Immediately kill them, even the monks. They have killed as many as sixteen or seventeen people, most of them aiming at the property on each other's bodies.
Looking at the two people talking warmly in front of them, the two female cultivators from the "Blue Sea Sect" looked at each other.
The kind Zen monk was definitely not like what he showed, killing people without blinking an eye. He had a compassionate face, and the middle-aged man in white robe was equally ruthless.
At this time, the two women regretted joining the three-person team. The young man in white robe was the only one here who was more normal and would often have some back-ups against the enemy. However, once this happened, he would be treated coldly by the middle-aged man in white robe.
Staring at his junior brother was like looking at a dead person, which made the young man in white robe hesitate and struggle, and had to take action with all his strength.
The two female cultivators of the "Blue Sea Sect" kept their posture very low. Along the way, whether it was herbs, monster materials, or storage bags obtained from murders, the two women only dared to take a very small part of what they got, most of it.
They were all unceremoniously taken away by the old monk Yi Ming and the middle-aged man in white robes. The two girls felt bitter in their hearts. Now that the two girls wanted to leave the team, they did not dare to propose it casually.
They just hope that the middle-aged man in white robe will not do anything to get rid of him because of the good relationship between their two sects. As for Yiming Zen monk, every time they see his smile now, the two women tremble in their hearts.
Just as the middle-aged man in white robes was talking to Zen monk Yiming, three more figures flew in from the distance. The sound of breaking through the air was very urgent, and they did not seem to hold back their breath at all.
Yiming Zen monk just glanced with his consciousness and whispered, "It's actually the 'Ghost Eagle Black Lotus' Sun Jiuhe? Why is his right arm missing?"
The middle-aged man in white robes on the other side also withdrew his consciousness, his eyes flashed, and said lightly, "He looks so menacing, as if he is here to seek revenge."
While the white-robed middle-aged man withdrew his consciousness, he glanced at the group of five people on the opposite bank. Without any cover-up by Sun Jiuhe, the five people had of course already noticed the three men coming towards them in a menacing manner, but the expressions on their faces
There was a trace of playful smile, which fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man in white robe.
A moment later, three figures roared through the sky, and then Sun Jiuhe saw the sinking golden palace gate, and his face became more and more embarrassed.
He had felt that there were still several powerful auras here before, but he was worried about the middle-aged Confucian scholar in Qingshan whose cultivation was unfathomable, so he did not dare to use his spiritual sense to detect randomly, for fear that his spiritual sense would accidentally fall on Qingshan.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar is in an area where the consequences will be great, so he doesn't know the actual situation here.
"Brother Sun, we are late. The man has already passed by. I just don't know if he really entered the palace in the end."
The palace has already left!"
The person who flew in with Sun Jiuhe spoke. There was no trace of the Foundation-Building Perfection aura on his body. He was a burly man with a beard, wearing lantern black trousers, a sleeveless thick shirt, and two bare shirts.
His thick, dark arms were exposed.
Sun Jiuhe nodded indifferently, looked around, and took the lead to fly towards the five-person team. With his move, a mid-stage foundation-building monk in the five-person team took the lead and stood up, as if he knew that Sun Jiuhe
As if he was about to come over, the monk in the middle stage of foundation building cupped his hands towards Sun Jiuhe, and then glanced at Sun Jiuhe's right hand unconsciously.
Although his glance was extremely concealed, Sun Jiuhe's senses were not slow. Although he felt unhappy, he still whispered a few words to the monk with a cold face.
Then he flew back, not even bothering to say thank you. The five-person team looked at Sun Jiuhe's back, but did not show any displeasure.
"That kid has already entered. We need to wait here until tomorrow. We have to rely more on our two Taoist friends this time. Brother Yu made a big mistake this time, which made the two Taoist friends laugh."
At this time, Sun Jiuhe had regained his composure. He looked back at the lake with a gloomy face, forced a smile on his face, and said to the two people around him.
His right forearm has disappeared, but the elixir has been prepared and wrapped with cloth. However, if he wants to restore his arm, he must either have the heavenly material and earthly treasure that can be used to rebuild his body, or wait until he has cultivated the golden elixir.
, consuming a large amount of golden elixir power to regenerate the severed limb.
Of course, there are two other ways, one is to retake the body, and the other is to let his master spend decades of hard work to recover for him. The first method is too expensive, and it will take longer for the body to reach the level of conformity after the body is taken.
; As for his master, he would not waste the mana gained from hard work for his broken arm.
From this, we can imagine that Sun Jiuhe's hatred for Li Yan was heartbreaking.
"Didn't you notice at all that the poisonous cultivator you mentioned was actually casting a spell?" At this time, the cultivator on the other side of Sun Jiuhe showed a look of unwillingness in his eyes, and also asked Sun Jiuhe, what was he here for?
I want to avenge Sun Jiuhe, but I want to meet the poisonous cultivator who can make Sun Jiuhe defeated miserably in just one encounter.
This man has a feminine appearance, slender eyes, and a pale face, as if he has not seen the sun for a long time. He is tall and thin, wearing a purple gown like a walking hanging ghost. As he asked questions, he once again released his spiritual consciousness to explore the bottom of the lake.
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Sun Jiuhe heard this
The skin on his back twitched involuntarily, and then he sensed the direction of the other person's spiritual consciousness. He knew what this person meant. He was looking for the severed arm that he had cut off, and wanted to find out and study the severed arm.
But the overbearing force of the poison made Sun Jiuhe feel twitching in his heart now that he thought about it. If he had cut slower, he would have lost his entire arm. How could there be a broken arm at the bottom of the river now?
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, how can Brother Yu gain the prestige of others? This person poisoned me without noticing anything strange with my spiritual consciousness, and the attack was so fast that I had no time to react. In addition, it took me less than three breaths to detoxify, so that's it, otherwise
, do you think I would like to cut off my arm?"
Sun Jiuhe suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
If this person is not a helper that he can find as soon as possible, he will not be willing to get so close to this person. There are few people in Duxiu who are willing to have close relationships.
The monk surnamed Qiu didn't seem to hear the dissatisfaction in Sun Jiuhe's mouth. He continued to scan the red maple pool with his spiritual consciousness for a while, and then took it back with regret.
At this time, the big man beside Sun Jiuhe nodded to Yi Ming and the middle-aged man in white robe in the distance. They were still acquaintances. When Sun Jiuhe saw this, after thinking about it, he looked at the middle-aged man in white robe with a smile on his face.
Walk away.
Li Yan was flying in the dark red sky. The eleven people who entered first had all disappeared without a trace. Even the "arrogant man" Bro was nowhere to be seen. When he thought of Bro, Li Yan thought of
A middle-aged scholar in blue shirt with terrifying strength.
"He has really left. Otherwise, with his strength, why would he have to hide and enter? It seems that he either has other things or went to the third floor of the tower." Li Yan couldn't help but let out a long sigh when he thought of this.
The tone of the middle-aged Confucian scholar gave him the same feeling as his master Wei Zhongran, unfathomable, and the aura on his body was as steady as the abyss and the sea.
No one would think that such a great cultivator would appear next to them, unless of course it was someone from their own side.
Li Yan had just flown less than three miles, when suddenly there was a strong fluctuation of spiritual power on the side. Li Yan couldn't help but secretly shout "unlucky". As soon as he entered, he met others to kill him again, and there were two figures heading in his direction.
Flying quickly, Li Yan pointed with his toes, "Crossing the Clouds Willow", turned the direction, and flew quickly in the other direction.
However, Li Yan only flew for a few miles before his face darkened. The two figures also turned around and continued to fly towards him. Li Yan did not fly at full strength. His actions just now undoubtedly told the other two.
, he doesn’t want to get involved in other people’s affairs, but the other person follows him like a shadow.
This chapter has been completed!