"Go back!" Ye Qinghan's faint voice came into everyone's ears, and a few people with dull faces woke up like a dream.

The huge swamp that was still shrouded in snow was now a mess, and the soft mud that had accumulated for an unknown number of years was splashed under the terrifying power. I don't know how deep the pockhole in the ground is trampled on, and I can already see the hard yellow mud below.

"Cultivator, this is the real cultivator!" Wang Puni and the others looked at Ye Qinghan with indifferent eyes shining, exchanging glances with each other, and exclaimed in unison.

"Master said, this is just the beginning, so if you reach the high depths in Master's mind, and really reach the realm of Jindan or something, will you be able to turn over the river and the sea with a wave of your hand? What if the realm continues to rise to a higher level?" Jian Jiuping's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and after seeing Ye Qinghan's methods once in Bashan, he was already shocked. Unexpectedly, after arriving at the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, Ye Qinghan's methods were even more decisive and terrifying.

"What does the master need us to do, please just ask!" Wang Pu and the other four people now really regarded Ye Qinghan as the master from the bottom of their hearts, and said respectfully.

"The Immortal Pill Sect should have accumulated a lot of medicinal materials, right?" Ye Qinghan nodded and asked.

"Yes, the category is complete, but the year is generally not long. Over the years, the Xiandanmen have painstakingly studied the method of alchemy, but the pills that have been circulated by some sects have never been successfully refined, and the medicinal materials accumulated over the years have consumed most of them. A few of us old guys saw that Shouyuan was about to end, heard some rumors, and saw that the recipe that Han Qingyue made did have the effect of prolonging life, so we moved our minds and wanted to snatch that recipe over!" Wang Pu Ni explained with a ashamed face.

"Take me to have a look!" Ye Qinghan ignored their explanation and ordered casually.

After running around all night, a few people didn't have much tired looks, and they set off again and drove for five or six hours before they reached the depths of Taihang, where the Xiandanmen sect was located. When he was on the way, Ye Qinghan also learned that it had been a long time since he was last born, and the masters carefully cultivated by the Xiandanmen had come out of the nest this time, and only a few people stayed in the sect. And most of these masters were lost in his hands in Bashan.

As they walked along a rugged mountain road in the middle of the jungle, the roar of wild beasts was heard outside the car window, and a huge black shadow flickered past the front of the car. Jian Jiuping suddenly braked suddenly, the piercing brake sounded, and the vehicle came to a close stop on the edge of the cliff.

"What kind of creature is this?" The frightened group of people raised their eyes to look down the cliff, only to see a large eagle with its wings spread and more than three meters long hovering in the sky, as if ready to swoop down in the air at any moment.

"This is an eagle, and the various beasts in the mountains seem to have changed in the past few months. Getting bigger is secondary, and the aggressiveness has also become very strong, and many disciples in the sect have died at the hands of these beasts. Wang Puni looked at the big eagle hovering in the sky and said in a deep voice.

"Are there a lot of such mutated beasts?" Ye Qinghan frowned lightly and asked calmly.

"At the beginning, we found one or two, but when we went out of the mountain, we met three times in succession along the way, and we also lost a few people, and now I am afraid that it will not be too little!" Xue Guangbai said.

"Time is getting tighter and tighter!" Ye Qinghan sighed, beckoning a few people to get into the car and prepare to move on. It's just that the giant eagle has been staring at them for a long time, and as soon as a few people opened the car door again, it hung upside down from the air and rushed down, flashing its claws of cold light and suddenly grabbed Jian Jiuping, who was the farthest away from everyone.

"Look for death!" Ye Qing snorted coldly, and a streamer flew out of his hand, just a blink of an eye, and countless scattered feathers mixed with a puddle of blood scattered in the air. The giant eagle let out a mournful roar and fell less than two meters in front of Jian Jiuping, fluttering weakly.

Wang Puni and the others had already jumped up, and the wind in their hands mercilessly bombarded the giant eagle that was still not dead, and the giant eagle that still had a faint life was killed immediately.

"How is it possible, how can there be such a big eagle in this world?" Jian Jiuping was scared and cold sweat soaked his back, and he carefully lifted the giant eagle corpse that was curled up into a ball, and found that this eagle actually weighed nearly two hundred catties.

"Let's go! Fortunately there was an eagle, a powerful and proud thing, and generally did not like to live in groups. If you provoke those mutant creatures that live in groups, I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble!" spoke to another elder of the Xiandan Sect, named Yin Cassia Ming. He looked around nervously and whispered.

After entering the mountain, because of the rugged road, the business car drove for more than an hour, and everyone encountered several attacks by strange beasts along the way. Huge wild boars that go on a rampage, and flocks of unknown birds the size of basketballs that pounce wildly. There is also the Monkey King, who has golden hair all over his body and is about the same height as Jian Jiuping, and he is chasing them with a group of monkeys.

With the ability of a few people, in the face of these mutated beasts, although they were a little embarrassed, no one was injured. It's just that the faces of several people have become extremely heavy, and they obviously feel that the world is undergoing tremendous changes.

finally arrived at the sect of the Xiandanmen on the top of the mountain, but it was a mess in the eyes. Thick snow had already covered the area, and most of the houses that used to be delicate had collapsed. Carefully picking up the obviously raised snowdrifts on the ground, Wang Puni and the other four let out a miserable scream. Ye Qinghan looked at it in a blink of an eye, and under the snow there were all shapeless corpses that had been torn apart.

"Xiandanmen, it's gone!" Wang Puni and the others sat on the ground with miserable faces, their eyes full of sadness. These disciples who stayed in the Xiandanmen were all third-generation disciples of the Xiandanmen, which was the hope of the Xiandanmen in the future. Unexpectedly, the safest place has become a hell on earth. A few people glanced at it slightly, and they already understood in their hearts that none of the disciples here survived.

"It's time to come, it's going to come sooner or later!" Ye Qinghan sighed, and the aura began to recover, these beasts were more prophetic than humans, and the mutations happened extremely quickly.

"You bury these bones! Wang Puni, you take me to see, those medicinal materials are still there! The living people will continue to live, and we must use all means to improve our strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, all of us might become corpses like this at that time. He greeted Wang Puni and walked towards the collapsed houses.