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Yan Yuchen was carrying a demon order, stepped on the cloud sword, and left the Demon Sect without looking back.

Along the way, I wore the stars and the moon, and I didn't dare to stay.

After flying for three days and three nights, more than half of the spiritual power in his body was consumed, and he fell to the ground and rested for a while.

At this time, it was not the last resort, and it was not possible to quickly refine spiritual power from the blue sea and blue sky diagram.

If the refining is too fast, the spiritual power is not pure, which will cause great damage to the spiritual veins and dantian, and I am afraid that future promotions will also be affected.

When he fought against Luo Yingao at Jade Girl Peak, he had to risk his life and had to do it.

Later, those hastily refined spiritual powers were cleared out by him, and only the purest and most mature spiritual powers were left in the spiritual power crystals.

It was evening, and the weary birds were returning to the forest, and wild beasts were infested.

Yan Yuchen landed on a hillside with a relatively wide field of vision, first probed around with his divine thoughts, and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his spiritual power.

By the time night fell, the spiritual power in his body had finally recovered.

As soon as he stood up, there was a sudden scream from the hillside next to him, and then an old man with gray hair and a bundle of dry wood on his back rolled down from it in embarrassment.

As soon as he stopped his body, the old man didn't care about the pain all over his body, staggered up, and shouted to Yan Yuchen with a frightened face: "There are monsters, run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a lion with a flaming body roared angrily, bared his fangs, and rushed down the hillside with a fierce momentum.

The old man tried to escape, but his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, apparently with injuries to his legs.

Seeing that the flame demon lion pounced viciously, the light in Yan Yuchen's hand flashed, and he took out the best magic weapon flower and gradually bloomed, and slashed out with a sword!

"Wow!"

A sword shot out, and in an instant, three brilliant flowers bloomed on the way.

The flower spun away, and as soon as it got close, the petals suddenly flew away, turning into dozens of sword rains, and quickly disappeared into the body of the demon lion.

"Poof!"

The Flame Demon Lion's whole body suddenly bloomed with several brilliant blood flowers, and then the entire body exploded open, turning into a sky of flesh and blood fragments.

The old man who chopped wood sat on the ground and watched in amazement.

Yan Yuchen stroked the spirit sword in his hand, and secretly said that this magic weapon is really good, and he can test its skills more along the way.

He put away the spirit sword, walked to the old man's side, and said, "Uncle, can you still walk?"

The old man looked at him with horror on his face, his whole body trembling, and he did not dare to speak.

From his expression, it can be seen that the young man in front of him seems to be even more terrifying than the monster just now.

"Looks like you've got a leg injury, so I'll carry you. ”

Yan Yuchen glanced at his legs, bent down, and was just about to turn around, when the spirit sword that had just been put away suddenly slipped out of his sleeve, and with a "swish", it slashed towards the old man's head!

"Bang!"

A screeching metal clash sounded!

In the burst of light, the old man, who was still sitting on the ground and unable to move, instantly held a dark Zen staff and flew back to a big tree.

I saw that his legs were crossed over the trunk, the horror on his face turned into a sneer, the Zen staff in his hand exuded a cold black glow, and his originally old face suddenly became fierce.

"Good boy! It turns out that you have already discovered Lao Tzu's identity, and this sudden sneak attack is really scaring Lao Tzu. ”

Yan Yuchen's eyes showed a cold glow, and said, "Your Excellency is sneakily pretending to be a woodcutter, what advice do you have?"

The man smiled, and said with a cold face: "I can't talk about advice, but I see that you are young, and as soon as you make a move, you are a medium-grade magic weapon and a top-grade magic weapon, so I want you to be buried in the earth, Lao Tzu will help you keep the treasure, what do you think?"

"Huh!"

Yan Yuchen replied yes and waved his sword.

The three sword flowers formed a pin, spun quickly and flew out, and then turned into a rain of swords, pouring towards him!

"Little trick! The cultivation of the six realms of psychic spirit also dares to be presumptuous in front of my flower-picking demon monk, I am really impatient!"

The man tore off his hair, revealing a slick head.

With a wave of the Zen staff, it instantly turned into a curtain of light, blocking all those sword rain grids.

"Whew!"

The strong wind was howling, and the Zen staff suddenly swelled, and it smashed directly towards Yan Yuchen.

Seeing that the Zen staff was fierce, Yan Yuchen didn't dare to take it hard, and avoided it a little under his feet.

"Bang!" The shadow of the staff landed on a nearby tree.

The stout tree broke off from the middle in an instant, and the entire upper half flew straight for a distance of dozens of meters, and then smashed into another tree and fell.

"Eight Realms of Psychics!"

Yan Yuchen's eyes narrowed, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he flipped his wrist and took out the fixed drum.

Just about to make a move, the monk's face changed, and he suddenly smashed a Zen staff on the ground, and with a "boom", a big pit appeared on the ground.

Then he turned into a yellow shadow, quickly burrowed into the pit, and fled in a hurry.

The ground bulged into a large bag, moving extremely fast, and in an instant it flew down the hill and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Yuchen was stunned in place, a little confused.

Could it be that this monk has the skills of an unpredictable prophet, or has an extremely keen sense of smell, knows the terrible small drum in his hand, and does not dare to face it at all, and runs for his life?

"Well, since I'm gone, I should hurry too. It seems that Master reminded me that I shouldn't fly in the air, so that many monks can spot me at a glance, and if I encounter a monk from the Spirit Realm, I'm afraid that I can kill me in one move. ”

Yan Yuchen put away the small drum and prepared to fly close to the ground.

As soon as the Cloud Piercing Sword was sacrificed, a light suddenly flashed in the pit left by the monk, which was a little dazzling in the sunlight.

"Hey, could it be the thing that the monk dropped?"

Yan Yuchen walked closer and saw that the thing turned out to be a snow-white jade ring, and the body surface was full of spiritual light, which was obviously not ordinary.

"Is it a storage ring?"

Yan Yuchen picked up the ring from the pit and tried to urge the spiritual power to enter it, but he couldn't open it.

He played with it in his hand for a while, and saw that he couldn't see any clues, so he had to put the storage ring first, and then look at it carefully when he had time later.

At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away on the border of the South China Sea, in a small village.

The ground was full of corpses, and the earth was stained with blood.

Everywhere there are human corpses and dense kraken corpses.

Several young monks walked among them with spirit swords in their hands, drenched in blood, solemnly examining each corpse.

When encountering a kraken that is not yet dead, it will make up for a sword, and when it encounters some humans who are still breathing, it will be dragged out and put aside.

On a stone at the head of the village, sat a young girl in a white dress stained with blood.

The girl looked tired, with two bloody wounds on her shoulders, and the spirit sword in her hand was still dripping with blood.

She looked up at the sunset that was about to fall on the horizon, her eyes were stunned.

The remnant sun reflects blood, and corpses are strewn all over the ground.

The girl wore a white dress and sat there quietly, like the most beautiful scenery.