Oppose it?

Of course it is impossible!

The cultivators in the God Refining Stage are still considered high-end combat power among a force on the surface, but in Tianjing Gorge, they are slightly stronger than cannon fodder. Reading wonderful light novels, especially those of them who come from aristocratic families and are used to hiding each other, their combat experience is simply incomparable to the casual cultivators of the same level. If it weren't for the secret room of the family tradition, they would have been captured alive by the Mei family monks. Moreover, Qiu Zhiruo was already shocked by the three gulls who fell from the sky and had not fully recovered.

Murong Xianxian asked casually, but before he finished speaking, he had already flew onto the Qingluan Baocai Chariot. Yin Wanru gently pulled Qiu Zhiruo, who was still a little stunned, and flew onto the Qingluan Baocai Chariot with the others.

In the world of cultivation, a look, a elixir, or the grudges that have been formed by countless generations before may cause the two sides who meet on a narrow road to fight. If you want to care about right or wrong, that is really... So Murong Xianxian doesn't ask why.

The Qingluan Baocai rose into the air and flew to the place where the evil aura was the most intense. A layer of faint glazed light sprinkled out from the relics pagoda, wrapping the entire Qingluan Baocai in it. As soon as the surging dark aura approached the treasure light, it was silently annihilated.

"Wanru, why were the three Mahayana monks of the Feather Clan with you just now?" Qiu Zhiruo asked in a voice transmission.

"This is Fairy Murong's method."

Yin Wanru hesitated for a moment, feeling that Murong Xianxian didn't seem to keep it secret, so she told the general story... Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, the general story was quite well understood, and only heard Qiu Zhiruo's face was horrified.

The surface monk who was able to impress the three Mahayana monks of the Feather Clan, Qiu Zhiruo, who was born in a noble family, certainly understood what this meant. Her eyes when she looked at Yin Wanru became a little weird... When Qiu Zhiru thought, Yin Wanru followed Murong Xianxian. Not only for safety, I am afraid she wanted to win over this person for the Yin family. Although both Yin and Qiu families have several Mahayana monks, no one would think that there were many people like Murong Xianxian with a promising primitive power.

"This kid is really innocent and invincible!"

Murong Xianxian didn't care about the two girls' murmurs. But Ao Xiaolong noticed the conversation between the two girls, especially there were many things they just lowered their voices and did not deliberately conceal it... It was just that many times Yin Wanru was answering, revealing almost everything she knew to the other party, but she did not find any valuable news from the other party.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, the people from the Mei family are chasing you, not just because the two families have a grudge, right?" Ao Xiaolong asked suddenly.

Qiu Zhiruo's face changed, and she pondered for a moment before saying, "Not long ago, my younger sister's second uncle and third uncle worked together to kill a Mahayana underworld cultivator and obtained a blood soul crystal. However, when she killed the underworld cultivator, the two uncles also suffered heavy damage, and then they were ambushed halfway by the Mei family.

The two uncles attracted two Mahayana monks from the Mei family with serious injuries. The others scattered and fled because they could not withstand the attacks of the Mei family... To be honest, the fast blood soul crystal is on me."

It is meaningless to lie at this time. In front of high-level monks, lying is simply an insult to their IQ. Now Qiu Zhiruo can only bet on the character of Murong Xianxian and others.

"It's really good luck! But every man is innocent. He is guilty of possessing a treasure! Since this news is not a secret, your life this year will be difficult." Ao Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and looked at Qiu Zhiruo with great pity.

The Blood Soul Crystal is the best among the Soul Crystals. Only underworld creatures with the power of the Mahayana stage can inject essence into the Soul Crystal when they die and form a Blood Soul Crystal. It is said that it is the main material for refining the level 10 spiritual pills into the Immortal Pill. If it falls into the hands of a Mahayana cultivator, even if it is known by other cultivators, it may not be able to do anything. But if it falls into the hands of a god-refining cultivator, if it cannot get timely response from the family, it may be difficult to escape the fate of being chased. Thinking of this, Qiu Zhiruo couldn't help but get entangled.

After Yin Wanru heard that Qiu Zhiruo had a blood soul crystal on her body, she was also worried. However, when she glanced at Murong Xianxian and others, she felt relieved... If Murong Xianxian wanted that blood soul crystal, she really didn't know what to do, after all, it was a treasure that Qiu Zhiruo tried hard to preserve. But now she finally felt relieved and began to talk to Qiu Zhiruo about all kinds of experiences after entering the Abyss of the Sea of ​​Fog.

Qiu Zhiruo was even more relieved and began to welcome her, especially when she asked questions from Ao Xiaolong and others. She was simply answering questions... She also figured it out now that before joining the Mahayana monks of the family, it was probably only Murong Xianxian and his group could protect her.

The group killed the low-level underworld creatures in several waves. Although they did not obtain rare treasures such as Blood Soul Crystal, they also gained countless gains. As the vulture said, the Shariputra light on the Qingluan Treasure Chariot was like a guiding light for those underworld creatures, and they rushed up one by one.

Two days later, the terrain became flatter and flatter. The mushroom forests were originally spread all over the place, replaced by a large amount of mud, some mounds covered with gray moss, and a series of rotten rocks. Although no one could feel any wind direction, the sparse weeds on the ground still made a whirring sound and kept shaking. The unique stench of the swamp continued to permeate the air. In front of it, you could see a towering cliff wall, emitting messy black mist, which looked a bit like the dark clouds dancing with demons on the swamp.

Everyone is now completely relying on the leadership of the vulture and others. There is almost nothing to refer to in this swamp. According to the vulture, this place is just a swamp area, and the dark energy that has just entered the swamp is filled with extremely terrible toxins. If there were no treasures like the sartoral pagoda, even Mahayana monks would not want to enter such a place.

"Fellow Wujiu, what are we going next?"

Ao Xiaolong asked, "Do we have to pass through these stenchy places?"

"In the swamp, there are many powerful underworld creatures living in it. It is said that this swamp is stained with the blood of countless monks in the demon world." said the vulture.

Murong Xianxian felt a chill when he heard this. The swamp was stretching for thousands of miles. How many monks would die before the blood could soak the land into a swamp?!

Even if she used her brain to make up for it, she could hardly imagine what intensity the terrible battle that year had reached.

"What fellow Taoist Wu said is true. There are indeed many underworld creatures in this swamp, but most of them are medium and low-level creatures, and some have not even activated their intelligence yet." Murong Xianxian said, and a giant green claw suddenly appeared out of thin air and suddenly sucked towards the swamp below. After a splash of mud and water, a gray giant crocodile about twenty meters long shook his head and wagged his tail and was caught.

puff!

With the giant claw and five fingers pinched, the crocodile was immediately pinched into a pool of rotten meat and spilled. A soul crystal as big as a chicken egg suddenly flew out of the treasure light and was grabbed by Murong Xianxian.

"Yes, it seems that this place is very dangerous, but with the protection of the relics pagoda and our magical powers, there should be no problem sweeping here." Ao Xiaolong also said disapprovingly.

"This is just the edge of a swamp. After you get into it, you will know that what I said is true." The vulture rolled his eyes and reminded him kindly, but these guys suspected him. If he had known it, he would not say it.

"What fellow Taoist said is, "Screaming Dragon, don't be careless." Murong Xianxian let out a low roar, and the three green phoenixes spread their wings, and their speed suddenly accelerated. After a few flashes, they rushed into the depths of the swamp... At the beginning, they could still see the treasure light moving slowly in the fog. In just a few breaths, the treasure light had disappeared into the fog, leaving only a faint smell of blood on the ground.

...

puff!

A sword light suddenly shone, and a giant snake like a hill fell down, and dark red blood spurted out dozens of meters high. Then the sword light cut open the head and picked up a soul crystal the size of a fist.

"Haha, although this soul crystal is not as good as the blood soul crystal, if it is sold, it is also worth Bu Fei. It can refine a soul bead with very good quality." Ao Xiaolong put away the soul crystal and smiled.

"Fellow Daoist Ao is great in swordsmanship. This cultivator whose magical powers of the Styx River are no less than that of the Pure Yang level are easily killed by you. He is really invincible in this swamp!" Qiu Zhiruo praised in shock.

After entering the depths of the swamp, they began to encounter high-level underworld creatures frequently. Sometimes there were dozens of people in a wave. However, although these underworld creatures were powerful, they were no match for Murong Xianxian and others. Especially under the light of the Buddha's Relics, their strength declined greatly. There was no need for Gu Ju and others to take action, and they were killed by Ao Xiaolong and others.

"The high-level underworld creatures are nothing more than that, let's continue!" Ao Xiaolong proudly put away his flying sword, and the Qingluan treasure chariot flew forward suddenly.

Behind them, the huge snake body and the head that was split in half slowly sank into the swamp.

...

"Parent Lord, fortunately you led the team in person this time, otherwise we would not be able to reach the depths of this swamp, let alone discovering this soul-stationing grass!"

Somewhere deep in the swamp, a group of monks stood in the air under the cover of various escape lights... The one who spoke was Ao Qing from Tianjiao Palace, and the one who was surrounded by the third palace lord Ao Wunu.

More than a hundred meters ahead of them, there was a mound full of clusters of black stems and leaves of plants... Looking closely, the stems and leaves of these plants were still shining with green light.

This is the legendary soul-stabilizing grass that only the underworld can grow. After refining it into elixirs, it has special effects on the damaged soul injuries of high-level cultivators, and its effect is no less than that of Qingling Fruit. (To be continued)
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