This shocked Fang Han and Xiao Binger.

Fang Han's magic power motivated several times before he broke free from the five-colored rays.

"Can you settle down on magic power, can you settle down on magic weapon?"

Fang Han drove the flying sword to try to slash at the five-colored deer. The latter was so scared that he retreated repeatedly. A stronger five-colored glow burst out between the deer antlers, and sure enough, he also stopped the flying sword.

Although Fang Han's magic power was suddenly infused, he broke free from the five-colored rays.

But this deer is still in her childhood.

The three wolf demons just now failed for a while, probably because of the five-colored rays.

Fang Han and Xiao Binger noticed that the deer's right leg was already covered in blood. They must have been injured, so they couldn't run fast.

If they hadn't killed the wolf demon just now, this deer would sooner or later be the thing in their belly.

"Okay, don't scare it."

Xiao Bing'er walked forward pitifully, took out the healing powder and applied it to it, and took out the spiritual pill and spiritual fruit to feed it.

Surprisingly, Xiaolu did not resist Xiao Bing'er, but instead acted very gentle.

Fang Han took out the spiritual beast illustration and carefully compared it.

But no matching spirit beast was found. It is not surprising that there are too many strange birds and beasts in the immortal cultivation world, and some of them have no records.

"This deer is destined to be with me, and I want to collect it as a spirit beast."

Xiao Binger said excitedly.

Fang Han nodded. The five-colored glow can play a supporting role at the critical moment of the battle, but the deer can only fight for auxiliary and so on.

When Xiao Binger was healing the deer and establishing feelings for him, Fang Han simply entered into a meditation and observed the situation in the mountains based on the spiritual consciousness placed on the sentencing of the Heaven-Swallowing Ant.

After the deer's injuries were mostly healed, Xiao Binger put the deer in the spirit beast bag, and then continued to look for spiritual medicine and plant under Fang Han's Heaven-Swallowing Ant's exploration.

at the same time.

In the mountain gate of the Tianyao Valley site.

On the top of a peak, there was a dilapidated hall. The hall was tilted and almost completely collapsed. Moreover, several large holes on the top of the hall were obviously penetrated with magic weapons.

At this moment, only a loud rumbling sound was heard, and loud rumbling sounds came from the hall.

Not long after, a young man in a royal robe walked out of the hall, extremely gloomy.

"The inheritance of Tianyao Valley is not here at all, and there are no treasures, there is nothing here."

He murmured to himself.

This person is Yang Ling, the backer of the Great Sui Dynasty.

At this time, several Jindan monks came out from behind, all of whom looked embarrassed.

"Hmph! Didn't you say that their ancient heritage will be born in the Tianyao Valley ruins? Where?"

Yang Ling snorted coldly.

"Prince, please forgive me." The Jindan monks behind hurriedly bowed and claimed the crime.

"It is indeed circulating among high-level monks. As the ancient ban weakens, the inheritance and ancient treasures of Tianyao Valley will appear one after another."

"I just don't know why, but I haven't found it yet. Maybe the time hasn't come yet." Several Jindan monks said.

Yang Ling snorted coldly and was about to speak again.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang is so trusting the rumors, tsk tsk." A teasing laugh sounded from the air.

A figure of green robe rolled out in the thick fog.

"It's you, the old man of Bai Poison." Yang Ling's eyes became even colder.

But then he remembered something, "Aren't you deceived by that rumor?" he sneered.

The old man in green robe smiled slightly, but he immediately smiled again.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, our little holiday is irrelevant. There are several of them in the Nascent Soul Stage this time. Why not join forces to find the treasure?" said the old man in green robe.

"I am not interested in joining forces with you. Let's go to the direction of the Sutra Pavilion!" Yang Ling greeted his subordinates and ran towards another mountain.

The old man in green robe snorted coldly when he saw Yang Ling's figure disappear.

"I'm foolish, I've been searching all over the Sutra Library, and I'll go there at this time." He shook his head, his figure flashed and disappeared. What he was going to was the Medicine Garden in Tianyao Valley. Although there had been plundered many times, he still wanted to try his luck.

Because of rumors from the outside world that as the ancient ban gradually expired, some ancient treasures and heritage emerged, and even hidden caves emerged.

You should know that there were more than tens of thousands of monks in Tianyao Valley back then. Although they were slaughtered and all the facilities in the mountain gate were looted, some monks' personal caves might still be missed.

At the same time, there is a hidden place on a certain mountain peak in the Tianyao Valley site.

The two golden elixir monks from the Soul Refining Demon Sect were relatively speechless, they were Taoist Kongming and Taoist Mu.

After a long time, "Senior Brother Mu, we have collected enough remnants of souls this time. Can't we explain to the ancestor yet?" Taoist Kong Ming whispered.

"The residual souls we collect, but most of them are not complete, and the effect of the ancestor's refining is relatively poor."

"Those are fine, they are just tasks assigned to us by the ancestor, which are to collect the souls of the Nascent Soul stage."

Mu Dao Ren said in a hoarse voice.

Taoist Kongming was silent for a moment, and secretly complained in his heart that the tasks assigned by the ancestor of his sect could not be completed at all.

Although there are sects with important treasures and mysterious evil soul refining banners.

But after all, they are still in the Golden Pill stage, so how can they collect the souls of the Nascent Soul stage?

"In the battle to destroy the Tianyao Valley, there were at least hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators who fell, but after tens of thousands of years, most of the souls of those Nascent Soul cultivators had probably dissipated. Even if some of the remaining souls with deep obsessions remained, most of them were left with only some obsession consciousness."

"But even though these remnant souls in the Nascent Soul stage with deep obsessions, it is a bit difficult with the power of the two of us. Not to mention whether they can meet them, even if they encounter them..." Mu Dao Ren paused.

Although those ancient cultivators, especially the Nascent Soul stage, only remnant souls wander around, if they fail to successfully detain the soul in one go, then the magical powers instinctively emitted by the Nascent Soul stage remnant souls will be extremely dangerous for them.

"If the ancestor wants to break through to the God Transformation Stage and unify the Lingyunzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, he must have enough soul refining in the Nascent Soul Stage."

"We can only do our best." Mu Dao Ren sighed.

Taoist Kongming also remained silent.

"Let's go, let's go to the main battlefield of that year to see if we can collect more residual souls." Mu Dao Ren sighed. If we can't collect the Nascent Soul stage, then collect more residual souls in the Golden Pill stage, and collect enough places to see if we can barely communicate.

After the two walked away from the secrets of the mountain.

But he didn't notice that a faint grey mist appeared behind them. In the grey mist, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at the backs of the two of them for a while, and then dissipated.

At this time, Fang Han and Xiao Binger finally arrived at the ruins of Tianyao Valley after sweeping away some places with spiritual medicines on the periphery.

I saw collapsed ruins of buildings everywhere in the valleys and peaks, and the sword marks that were thousands of feet long on the ground were even more shocking, and even a mountain that was thousands of feet long was split open by a sword.

It can be seen how tragic the battle to destroy the sect was when the ancient times was destroyed.

"What kind of cultivator can cause such tragic damage?" Fang Han murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!