Meng Guoru also saw all this, and he was also startled when he saw that Qin Shijie suddenly sacrificed a huge square seal, which instantly hit that martial artist of the fourth order of the Martial Monarch Realm.

If, during the fight at that time, Qin Shijie suddenly hit this weapon, then he would be in danger.

Meng Guoru's heart sank slightly, and he secretly raised his vigilance in his heart.

Of course, to this day, Meng Guoru still doesn't know what Qin Shijie's name is.

But Qin Shijie's figure and appearance were firmly remembered by him.

After Qin Shijie escaped from the valley and disappeared into the dense bushes, he did not stay away!

After continuing to ascend a few hundred meters, he hid in the grass under several boulders and secretly looked down the valley.

From a distance of hundreds of meters, it is still possible to see the situation below clearly in such a sunny weather.

It's just that the voices in the valley below are faintly audible.

The reason why Qin Shijie didn't stay away was to see who had gotten the elixir, and if he could make a dull stick or something in the future~hehe~

After a while, the battle gradually divided the winners and losers, and as more and more warriors fell to the ground, some of the smarter warriors also took the opportunity to flee.

With the lead of the Eight Great Sect Heavenly Arrogants, they gradually gained a firm foothold and repelled those scattered martial artists one by one.

Those scattered warriors were also slippery, and when they saw that they were invincible, they all scattered and fled in all directions.

At this moment, a strong aura suddenly descended, and the overwhelming pressure instantly descended on all the martial artists in the valley!

Everyone was frozen on the spot, unable to move at all!

The scattered warriors who were fleeing looked terrified, and beads of sweat the size of a bean appeared on their foreheads.

At the same time, those people from the Eight Great Sects, including the Eight Great Tianjiao, were also shocked, not knowing what was going on.

This sudden and overwhelming momentum was so strong that it fixed everyone on the spot.

Even the powerhouses of the Martial Monarch Realm in the world don't want to move a finger, at most they can only move their eyes!

This forward horizontal breath could even be felt by Qin Shijie, who was hiding hundreds of meters above the valley, which made his hair stand on end, and he was in a cold sweat!

This momentum is much more majestic and powerful than the momentum of those kings of the eight major sects when they fought with the Earth Dragon King!

Just when everyone was frightened and didn't know what was going on, those Tianjiao suddenly felt that the momentum on their bodies was loosened, and they suddenly found that they could move!

All eight of them were paralyzed on the ground, and their faces had palpitations.

Immediately, they heard the sound of clattering footsteps coming from the mouth of the valley.

They immediately looked towards the mouth of the valley.

A young man with a face like a crown of jade, bright eyes, a slender figure, and a smile on the corner of his mouth walked in, and behind him was an old man with a serious face, following closely.

"Holy Son?!" the eight said in surprise.

The eight of them instantly recognized the identity of this arriving young man, who was the Holy Son of the Holy Land who had met once in the Dongjin Bay camp!

Although this holy son also followed them into this small world, they never saw him again.

Now, I saw the Son in a small valley here.

It seems that the people who were suppressed and couldn't move, it was the momentum made by this holy son.

It's just that this momentum is really terrifying!

Immediately, the eight Tianjiao quickly got up and saluted towards the Holy Son of the Holy Land.

A Holy Land Saint Son is not something that these sect Tianjiao can afford to offend, let alone them, even the forces behind them can't afford to offend such a person.

After all, this joint conquest of the eight major sects against Gu Lin Yuan was initiated by this Holy Son!

Qin Shijie quietly lay in the grass above the valley, suppressing his breath to the minimum, and even his breathing was temporarily closed, and he didn't dare to move.

"Holy Son, what Holy Son? Where did he come from, what kind of Holy Son? Is this momentum made by him? This is too strong, isn't it? It's terrifyingly strong. ”

The Holy Son of the Holy Land only nodded slightly in the face of the eight celestial salutes, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Turning to a group of martial artists, he said, "I know all the elixirs you have taken from you, so hand them over obediently." ”

As he said this, the powerful momentum in the valley suddenly dissipated, and everyone collapsed to the ground.

The faces of all those who heard the words of the Son changed.

This Holy Son, who doesn't know where he came from, seems to want to rob everyone by himself!

Except for the people of the Eight Great Sects, everyone else collapsed to the ground, their faces hinting at anger and unwillingness.

This is the precious elixir that they have worked so hard to snatch, and who can be willing to hand it over unconditionally if they want them to hand it over unconditionally.

The Eight Great Tianjiao also looked unwilling, but they didn't say anything, they took out the obtained elixir from the mustard seed ring, and respectfully sent it to the Holy Son, and pushed it on the ground in front of the Holy Son.

Immediately, the eight of them kept urging the warriors who followed them, telling them to hand over their things as well.

Everyone handed over the number with a reluctant face.

Thirty or forty elixirs quickly accumulated on the ground in front of the Holy Son.

Only the scattered warriors looked at each other, and did not make any movements.

After such a while, everyone regained their strength, and all of them had already risen from the ground.

Seeing that these scattered warriors had not handed over their things for a long time, Meng Guoru stood up and shouted: "Didn't you hear, hurry up and hand over all the elixirs you have obtained!

Those warriors still didn't move, and at this time, a scattered martial artist from the Martial Monarch Realm came out of the crowd, clasped his fists and asked, "Dare to ask you, the Holy Son you are talking about... But... The Son of the Sea Cliff Sanctuary?"

"Exactly! You dare not listen to the words of the Holy Son!" Meng Guoru nodded, with a look of arrogance.

"Huh~" Among those scattered warriors, some of them knew about the Sea Cliff Holy Land, and now they heard that a holy son had appeared there and came to this place, and their faces changed.

Then, the martial artist of the Martial Monarch Realm, along with several other martial artists, handed over the elixir they had obtained with a respectful look on their faces, and pushed it to the ground in front of the Holy Son.

Seeing those few martial artists, even the powerhouses of the Martial Monarch Realm, they all handed over the elixir they had obtained.

There were also a few other scattered warriors who didn't know why, and a few of them came out of the crowd and handed over their things one after another.

There were more than a dozen other martial artists, who were still silent, obviously handing over what they had in hand not far away.

One of the bearded men shouted, "What kind of holy son, why should we hand over our things!"

The people of the eight major sects have already made a promise, and when they enter the ancient forest abyss, the things obtained by the martial artists are completely owned by individuals!

Since the things are already in our hands, you want us to hand over them with a word, do you still want to have face!"

The valley became quiet, and no one expected that someone would scold in front of him, and directly question the Holy Son of the Holy Land to have a face?!

Those warriors who knew the identity of the Holy Son had even more changed their faces.

The Holy Son snorted coldly, and immediately, the scolded big man immediately exploded with a "boom~", the flesh and blood flew straight away, and the blood mist drifted.

Everyone was frightened, and with a cold snort from the Holy Son, a high-ranking martial artist exploded?!

The strength of the Holy Son seems to be only at the high level of the Martial Monarch Realm, what kind of means is this!

The explosion of the Great Han killed all the more than a dozen warriors who had not yet handed over the elixir, and they killed people if they didn't agree with each other, if they didn't hand it over at this time...

More than a dozen people took out the elixir one after another, handed it to the Holy Son, and then hurriedly retreated.

Everyone stood silently in place, waiting for the Son to speak.

At this time, the Holy Son pointed to a young warrior with a gloomy face and said, "You still have an elixir in your hand, hand it over quickly!"

Then, the Holy Son pointed to another middle-aged woman and said, "You still have two elixirs on you, don't hide them!"

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, then knelt on the ground, and immediately cried and shouted: "I don't! I have already handed over everything! I don't have it~ Woo woo..."

"Hmph~ dare to do this in front of me!Will I wronged you!Since you are stubborn~ dead!" The Holy Son snorted coldly.

Immediately, with a "boom~", the body of the middle-aged woman kneeling on the ground exploded and turned into a blood mist!

Then, her mustard seed ring flew up from the ground and landed in the hands of the Holy Son, and at the same time, two elixirs appeared in his hands.

When everyone saw this scene, their eyelids jumped!

It seems that as the Holy Son said, he knows how many elixirs there are on everyone's body, and he knows it well!

When the gloomy young man saw the death of the middle-aged woman, his complexion changed dramatically, and he turned extremely pale.

Immediately, he took out an elixir and quickly sent it to the ground in front of the Holy Son, and at the same time immediately kowtowed, crying and begging for mercy.

The Holy Son didn't pay any attention to the young martial artist, he looked at the hill-like elixir on the ground, and there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

There are more than fifty of these elixirs, and each one is the best elixir that is unique in ten thousand, how can he not be satisfied.

Immediately, he looked up at the eight Tianjiao, and said softly: "You eight, since you are making the last preparations for the Holy Land Genius Battle, I will fulfill you, and you each choose an elixir among these piles of elixirs." ”

The eight Tianjiao originally thought that these elixirs were out of their share, but they didn't expect that the Holy Son would give each of them a plant?!

This made them extremely happy, and they immediately thanked them one after another.

Immediately, the eight people came to the Holy Son, squatted on the ground, and each chose the elixir they liked, and then retreated after receiving them one by one.

In the end, with a wave of the Holy Son's hand, all the elixirs on the ground disappeared.

He nodded slightly at the eight Tianjiao, and walked towards the outside of the valley with the old man behind him, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes.