Zhao Xiaochen was horrified in his heart, only to feel a fishy smell on his face, and even some transparent mucus had already stuck to his face.

His feet sank, and with a roar, the purple aura in his body instantly exploded, making a subtle sword sound, and the huge broken sword was lifted and slapped towards the Junglewolf King's head.

"Cut off the stream!"

Looking at the huge broken sword that came in an instant, the Junglewolf King's eyes showed a dead color, it didn't expect Zhao Xiaochen's reaction to be so fast, under so many of its false moves, it actually reacted in an instant.

The huge broken sword slammed into the Timberwolf King's head, and the Timberwolf King let out a terrible scream, and his entire head was smashed, and the red-stained brain foam splattered out. The body spun three times in mid-air, and then it slammed into the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

Seeing the Junglewolf King lying motionless on the ground, as if he had died through it, Zhao Xiaochen breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person sat on the ground at once, panting heavily. Although the Timberwolf King is dead, he still has lingering palpitations in his heart.

All this happened in an instant, don't look at Zhao Xiaochen killed the Junglewolf King with just one move, it seems to be extremely easy, but this can be described as extremely dangerous, if it weren't for his quick reaction, he would have died tragically under the blood of the Junglewolf King.

"Xiao Chen, you can react in such a short period of time, and you can kill this little wolf with one blow, it seems that you have mastered the Broken Flow Knife Technique. ”

Jun Lao, who had been standing behind Zhao Xiaochen, had a relaxed face, from the time the Jungle Wolf King came out to Zhao Xiaochen's killing of the Jungle Wolf King, his face was light, and only when the Jungle Wolf King almost bit Zhao Xiaochen's throat did he change slightly.

"Hmm!" Zhao Xiaochen nodded.

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, his face changed dramatically, and an indescribable pain came from the dantian in the abdomen of the eight veins and five internal organs of the Qi Sutra.

Zhao Xiaochen's face instantly turned pale, cold air was frequently inhaled between his teeth, his whole body was bent into a ball, and his body kept trembling in pain. He raised his head slightly, and said to Jun Lao with difficulty: "Okay, it hurts, Jun Lao, what's wrong with me?"

Jun Lao, who had a relaxed face just now, suddenly became serious, and he didn't answer Zhao Xiaochen's words, but stretched out a finger and gently touched Zhao Xiaochen's forehead.

Zhao Xiaochen only felt a chill coming from his forehead, and a wisp of clear water spread from his forehead along the meridians in his body, spreading to his body in all directions, and finally poured into the dantian.

As the clear stream entered, the indescribable pain gradually disappeared. Qingliu seemed to cancel each other out with the pain, and in the end, there was only a faint coolness left in the dantian.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaochen's pale face flushed, Jun Lao immediately put down his fingers and said lightly, "It's okay." ”

"What's wrong with me, why do I feel so much pain?" Zhao Xiaochen's muscles that were tightly tied in pain relaxed at once, and the whole person lay on the ground, looking up at the sky.

"It should be because you have exhausted the aura in your body, and that demonic qi wants to take advantage of the void and fully occupy the entire dantian. Jun Lao Zhengse, and then said: "Xiao Chen, although there is the old man's aura in your body, so that it will not be completely devoured by the demonic qi, but you should quickly recover the aura in your body! ”

"What, it's still like this, doesn't it mean that as long as there is no difference of three small realms, there will be no problem?" Zhao Xiaochen was startled and sat up suddenly.

"The old man said before that there is a competitive relationship between them, and when one party is too weak, the other party will devour it, and the situation of using up the aura is of course no exception. Jun Lao explained.

Knowing what was going on, Zhao Xiaochen didn't say more, he didn't want to be fully devoured by the demonic qi, and from then on, he would not be able to get on the right path, and he would become a demonic monk that everyone shouted and beaten. Immediately crossed his legs, his hands were knotted with strange handprints, and he started the mental method of the "Nine Heavens Xuanqing Sword Technique", and for a while, the aura in the heaven and earth began to converge towards Zhao Xiaochen......

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was approaching dusk.

Zhao Xiaochen opened his eyes, gently exhaled a long breath, stood up, patted the dust on his body, the aura in his body had recovered, and it was time to go back.

Glancing at the Junglewolf King lying on the ground not far away, a trace of regret flashed in Zhao Xiaochen's eyes, after the Junglewolf King's body was exposed to the scorching sun, the flesh and blood had become foul-smelling, and it was considered a waste and had no value.

The corpses of demon beasts are very versatile, they can be slaughtered and eaten raw to enhance their physique, and the skeleton skin scales can be used for refining weapons or alchemy. Therefore, the corpse of the demon beast is worth a lot of money, and this jungle wolf king in the middle of the Spirit Gathering Realm can sell it for a hundred or dozens of taels of silver, which is enough for an ordinary person to live for a month.

It's a pity that the flesh and blood have been scrapped, and although the skeleton can still be used, the value is greatly reduced, and the food is tasteless.

I can only abandon it here.

Coming to the foot of a tree, Zhao Xiaochen put on his clothes, picked up his sword, and glanced at Jun Lao lightly.

It's time to go back, tomorrow is about to start, you have to go back and get some rest, turn around, and walk into the forest.

Jun aged into a wisp of green smoke, moved with the wind, and followed Zhao Xiaochen.

The remnant sun is like blood, the blue water is painted, and the dashing young man is gone.

This intoxicating picture seems to be forever frozen here at this moment.

............

Early in the morning, Zhao Xiaochen got up early, went out after a simple wash, looked at the white of the fish belly that had just been exposed in the sky, and took a deep breath of fresh air.

On this day, the annual Xuantian Sect Disciple Acceptance Conference has finally arrived.

Raise your legs, walk on the mountain road, along the way, the entire miscellaneous peak is deserted, sparsely populated, you know, usually at this time, the entire miscellaneous peak is very hot, presumably, they should go to watch the ceremony.

The morning haze is like fog, and the green mountains and green waters.

In the middle of the five towering peaks, a huge broken peak that seems to have been cut off from the middle rises from the ground.

On the broken peak, the voices of people are boiling, bustling, and a noisy scene.

Xuantian Sect is one of the three major sects in the Southern Regions of the Wuji Continent, and it is the top force in the Southern Regions. Countless young junjie wanted to join the Wall Gate and become the outer disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

Some of the disciples of the Xuantian Sect and the major deacons maintained order on the sidelines.