When she was about to retreat, she didn't expect that the monk named Ma arrived and found her!

Nangong Dai didn't want to raise his hand and throw out an ice bead talisman and hit the monk named Ma, while running up the mountain.

The monk named Ma was caught off guard and was furious by the ice bead talisman made by Nangong Dai. When he completely broke the ice bead talisman, Nangong Dai had already climbed the mountain!

However, at this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled bitterly and looked at the opponent in front of him. The red-mouthed jackdaw, which seemed harmless and snow-white, and even very cute.

After Yuwen Zhouyuan fought with this red-mouthed crow, he realized that he was so difficult to deal with when he looked at the cute guy! It could spray cold poison from its mouth!

His strength has actually reached the second-level top monster. Not only can he spray cold poison, but his red mouth and red claws are also highly poisonous!

Yuwen Zhouyuan originally wanted to block this guy and ask Nangong Dai to find Yu Qingzhu himself, but he didn't expect that he actually kicked the iron plate!

The red-mouthed crow had always been protecting Yuqingzhu, but he didn't expect to meet Yuwen Zhouyuan. In particular, although it could sense a dangerous aura on Yuwen Zhouyuan, Yuwen Zhouyuan also had the aura of spiritual medicine it wanted to swallow.

At this time, in the eyes of the Red-mouthed Jackdaw, Yuwen Zhouyuan was a delicious meal.

"Qua!" The red-mouthed Jackdaw made an ugly sound. Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned. The second-level top monster was equal to the strength of the cultivator of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan stage. In other words, the strength of himself and the red-mouthed Jackdaw were one level different from that!

Of course, if you really fight, Yuwen Zhouyuan has no doubt about winning. With his many magic weapons and spiritual weapons, he should have no problem defeating the Red-mouthed Jackdaw, but he will also be seriously injured.

What's more, will Nangong Dai encounter danger when he searches for the Jade Qingzhu alone? Are there any monsters or potential enemies here? Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't want to waste his true power for no reason, and the fighting is too loud, which may attract other monks.

“Qu…”

The red-mouthed crow opened his big mouth and sprayed a mouthful of snow-white fog. Yuwen Zhouyuan's face changed, and he quickly moved backwards. At the same time, he took out a talisman. His spiritual power was circulating, and he swung forward, and shouted: "Qi!"

Suddenly, the talisman burned, and two big golden characters appeared in the air - suppressing evil!

Those two words contain strong spiritual power, shining golden light, and wherever the light goes, the snow-white and thick fog is quickly dispersed...

Yuwen Zhouyuan used an auxiliary talisman, which has the effect of expelling poisons and destroying ghost things. It is useless in confrontation with ordinary cultivators. However, once you encounter a highly poisonous monster or some ghost ghost, you can show your magical powers.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's sleeves whipped, and the glow flashed. The spirit-sucking thorn in his hand was like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, wrapping around the red-mouthed crow. At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed out the spirit-breaking sword that had just been warmed in his body for several days.

As soon as he fought, Yuwen Zhouyuan sacrificed two spiritual weapons. He was afraid that the night would be long and dreams would be too long. Quick battles and quick decisions were the best choice now. Although the strength of this monster is equivalent to that of a master in the Great Perfection Realm of the True Yuan stage, he should not be able to take it in the face of such an attack.

However, the situation is different from what Yuwen Zhouyuan imagined. Although this monster looks weak, his movements are extremely flexible. It first flapped its wings, flashed through the spirit-sucking thorns, then opened its mouth and spit out a white and transparent bead as big as a fist, fighting with the spirit-breaking sword.

"Demon Pill!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart trembled, his hands were like a sucking spirit thorn, and his magic tricks were pulled, and he was like a red-mouthed crow chasing him.

After a few rounds, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't do anything to the red-mouthed crow, and his face gradually became gloomy. At this time, the movement of fighting with the monsters was too great. If he didn't deal with it quickly, he might attract other monks or other monsters.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan touched the storage bag and took out another talisman. A Tai Chi diagram appeared in the air in the fire. Then the Tai Chi diagram trapped the red-mouthed crow.

The moment the red-mouthed jackdaw was trapped, the spirit-sucking thorn finally pierced into the body of the red-mouthed jackdaw. The demonic power of the red-mouthed jackdaw was constantly decreasing!

"Puff!" The spirit-breaking sword flew towards him, and bloody blood splattered out. Yuwen Zhouyuan cut off the head of the red-mouthed cold-black with one sword.

Yuwen Zhouyuan first took back the spiritual weapon, then waved his hand, and a green light rolled back the demon pill. After careful examination, this object was as white as snow and emitted obvious fluctuations of spiritual power.

A hint of joy flashed across Yuwen Zhouyuan's face. The demon pill was the essence condensed in the body by the monster after countless years of cultivation. It can be used to refine spiritual medicines or make spiritual weapons and magic weapons. It is the best material.

In addition to the demon pill, the corpse of the red-mouthed jackdaw was also very useful. Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and took the mouth and claws of the red-mouthed jackdaw and put them in the storage bag, but he abandoned the corpse.

After doing all this, Yuwen Zhouyuan no longer delayed and quickly rushed to the top of the mountain where Nangong Dai had just disappeared.

About half a meal later, several figures fell from the sky and came to the place where the red-mouthed jackdaw died.

"Level 2-level top monster!"

The people looked at each other and looked solemnly on their faces. After all, the cultivators who can deal with this kind of monster must be of great strength. From the traces of the battle, the other party did not seem to have been entangled with the monster for long. Could it be that they were cultivators in the True Yuan stage?

"I inform Mr. Liu quickly. You can't let such a powerful cultivator live in Wu Yao Ridge, otherwise it will ruin the major events of our Snow Mountain Sect." One of them said.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know that he had attracted the attention of the people of the Snow Mountain Sect, although his identity was not clear yet.

At the same time, a fierce conflict broke out somewhere in the Wu Yao Ridge.

This Wu Yao Ridge is a place where various sects, immortal cultivation families and even casual cultivators often come here to collect herbs and slaughter monsters. There are not many people who are active here, but there are also many.

Although there are often treasure hunting and robbing cultivators who come to this Wu Yao Ridge to hunt treasures, large-scale group attacks have never happened!

However, a strange thing happened today. I don’t know why. During the treasure hunt, the Snow Mountain Sect, the closest sect here, actually dispatched elites to encircle and suppress cultivators from other sects!

Is there any secret in this Mist Demon Ridge? Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan is not clear about all this.

Under the purposeful encirclement of the elites of the Snow Mountain Sect, although the cultivators of other sects suffered heavy losses (generally, there are not many cultivators here, each sect only has two or three people, and at most no more than five people, so one or two deaths will be a heavy death), they finally came to their senses. They did not know the reason why the Snow Mountain Sect suddenly turned against each other, but they also understood that the other party was determined to get rid of themselves.

In the case of sharing the same hatred of the enemy, the cultivators who still survived, whether they were disciples of the sect, members of the cultivation family, or casual cultivators, chose to cooperate temporarily. Even those who were originally hostile, had given up their prejudices at this time. At this time, they had only one enemy, that is, the Snow Mountain Sect, which suddenly changed its face.

As they killed and fled, these monks gradually gathered together, with more than 20 people. The leaders were two masters of the True Yuan stage, and the rest were all not weak. After all, those who survived the pursuit of the Snow Mountain Sect during this period must be the best.

Nangong Dai was actually among these monks.

No wonder, after returning to the top of the mountain, Nangong Dai wanted to find Yuwen Zhouyuan, but she thought of the powerful cultivator named Ma behind her. She didn't want to cause any more trouble for Yuwen Zhouyuan, so she gritted her teeth and fled in the direction that deviated from Yuwen Zhouyuan.

By chance, Nangong Dai met the monks who formed a group to fight against the Snow Mountain Sect while escaping.

"Come here, fellow Taoist, come here. Today, the Snow Mountain Sect kills the cultivators of other sects of me. We should cooperate to fight the enemy together. When we fight out of Wu Yaoling, we will definitely lead the sect to kill the Snow Mountain Sect to avenge our revenge today!" A white-bearded old man shouted after seeing Nangong Dai.

"Okay! Fellow Taoist, why are you hunting down by the Snow Mountain Sect?" Nangong Dai leaned over as he said.

After seeing Nangong Dai escaped among the crowd, the monk surnamed Ma did not chase him. He just pulled out a firework from his arms and put it in the sky, and then observed the people from afar.

Because after the fight, everyone's true power was consumed heavily, no one took the initiative to go up and kill the monk named Ma.

Especially after seeing the fireworks flying into the sky, everyone rushed to recover their true power. They knew that there would be a big battle next!

At this moment, Nangong Dai covered her face with a white veil, and her whole body exuded a sense of coldness and arrogance, but the eyes behind the white veil showed a slightly tired look.

Most of the cultivators present were like this. Except for one or two who could gather here, who had good luck against the will and did not encounter the elites of the Snow Mountain Sect, everyone else had to fight through bloody battles and relying on their profound Taoism to finally break through the siege.

At this time, we gathered together and rely on each other, and the monks felt more at ease. The strong people in the cultivation world were respected. At this time, the only two masters in the True Yuan stage of these people naturally became their temporary leaders and were discussing, while the other cultivators seized time to rest and meditate to restore their physical strength.

"Brother Rong, look at the Snow Mountain Sect suddenly acted against the actions and launched an attack on the cultivators who entered the Mist Demon Ridge. What was the purpose of?" A black-faced cultivator frowned. As the elder of the Xingtian Sect, he had always had a good relationship with the Snow Mountain Sect. This time he was betrayed by his allies. After being surprised, he said in anger.

"How do you know Brother Yu?" The monk surnamed Rong is an old man with white hair. He is the head of a small family of cultivation. His ancestors were once disciples of the Xueshan Sect, and he can be regarded as a common branch. Now this small family of cultivation takes the Xueshan Sect as the leader. Unexpectedly, even the other party will kill them all this time. It is really hard to understand.

Is the Snow Mountain Sect crazy? Even their own people are slaughtered. Do they want to become public enemies of the entire Dongyang Empire's cultivation world?

The two monks in the True Yuan stage were speechless.

"I don't know whether it will become a public enemy, but if we are not careful this time, we may not be able to walk out of the Mist Demon Ridge alive." The black-faced monk said.

The old man surnamed Rong nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist is right, the most important thing is to save your life."

The two were discussing, and suddenly a burst of screams came into their ears, and there was a faint roar of beasts. All the remaining monks stood up and looked at the distance in surprise.
Chapter completed!