Qin Cheng reluctantly swallowed the pill, and finally explained it in a voice as thin as a mosquito, and then immediately lost consciousness.

Under the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, it is already a miracle that Qin Cheng can hold out for so long this time, even if he has many means, the current strength is too small for the Heavenly Dao.

Zheng Mo's complexion changed again, he stepped forward quickly, held up Qin Cheng who was about to fall to the ground with one hand, tested his breath, and found that Qin Cheng fell into a severe coma, Zheng Mo hesitated for a moment, swallowed the pill, sprinkled the medicine powder all over the two of them, and then left quickly.

Just after the half-burnt incense time.

The area was in turmoil again, and in the rustling of the trees, a figure emerged.

The tall man went and returned, and he stood in the clearing, his face gloomy, and he swept around the empty place, his eyes full of remorse.

"Damn, Lao Tzu was actually deceived by a seriously injured and dying man! Qin Cheng is really cunning. The man gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.

He had been running wildly all the way before, stimulated by the fierce mountain wind, which gradually cooled his nervous blood.

Only then did he realize that if he was the Qin Cheng, even if he had a little bit of strength, he would never let himself leave, after all, he was the only one who knew the location of Qin Cheng.

The cultivation of a tall man can only be regarded as the last among the hundred heavenly arrogances, since Qin Cheng can see through his formation, he can realize that his formation cultivation is not very strong, how can he let him go?

The only possibility is that Qin Cheng is pretending.

However, when he understood this, he immediately turned around, but it was too late.

"He's a badly injured body, and he can't go far."

The man gritted his teeth and walked to the place where Qin Cheng had stayed before, and when he saw the sweat-soaked place on the ground, he was even more annoyed, he stomped his foot and suddenly disappeared in place.

At the same time, this vast and incomparably trial land is another world.

"How, did you find Qin Cheng?" Feng Wuxian looked at the young man a little anxiously.

Cao Potian also stood beside him, his eyes falling on the turtle shell in front of the young man.

The two of them were lucky, they were in the same position as soon as they entered the secret realm, and the other person was even more incredible, it was the Sixth Holy Son of the Dao Sect.

The best at asking hexagrams, fortune-telling, and the art of the Holy Son Pu Ling.

"Brother Feng, don't be impatient, my methods are not as good as my father's, although the result is as accurate, but the process is slower." The young man's face was pale, his eyes were quite smart, and he explained with a slight smile as he watched the turtle shell continue to rotate.

"Pu Shengzi, you also know that we don't share the sky with that Qin City, in case he recovers his body, it will be difficult to deal with." Cao Pokong also said.

"Even if we are killed by others, we are not happy, we swore that we would slaughter Qin Cheng with our own hands, so we entrusted you with the task of calculating the result as soon as possible." The wind is traceless.

"Alright, there's a result."

Pu Ling opened his mouth abruptly, drawing the two of them back to the turtle shell.

I saw that the turtle shell slowly stopped, and two streamers flickered on it, Pu Ling stretched out his hand and pointed, and this brilliance suddenly poured into his heavenly spirit.

Immediately, Pu Ling had a word, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and drew a circle in mid-air, as if dividing the space, and a projection of another heaven and earth appeared in this mid-air.

Although the scene is blurry and indistinct, the breath of the heaven and earth surges out.

"It's the breath of Qin City, that's right." Wind Without a Trace said excitedly.

"Where?" Cao Pokong also said urgently.

Pu Ling smiled slightly, but did not answer.

Feng Wuxian shook his head helplessly and threw a few spirit stones to Pu Ling.

"Holy Son, you are too cautious, can our brothers still owe you money?" Cao Pokong frowned.

"Hehe, I don't dare to disobey the rules explained by my father, forgive me." Pu Ling put away the spirit stone and smiled.

"Right in that direction, hundreds of kilometers away, in a valley." Pu Ling stretched out his hand and pointed to the east.

The two holy sons of Feng Cao nodded, and walked in that direction abruptly, and Pu Ling also followed.

His face was full of smiles, the other holy sons Tianjiao came in to look for opportunities, but he came to play, and the two in front of him were big financiers, so he had to keep up, maybe there would be some money.

Six hundred kilometers away, in front of a valley.

This is the protrusion of the mountain range, the demon beasts hiss constantly, and a powerful aura permeates all over the valley, and there are obviously top-level demon beasts.

Zheng Mo held a long sword and flew all the way, at this time his blood-stained clothes, his breath was disordered, and hundreds of feet away behind him, dozens of demon beasts chased and killed, making bursts of roaring sounds.

If it weren't for Zheng Mo in the Ten Thousand Refining Sect, following Qin Cheng to improve his cultivation and mastering the sword intent, he wouldn't have been able to go here at all.

Bursting out with the last bit of strength, Zheng Mo gritted his teeth and shook off the several high-grade demon beasts that were tracking behind him, and placed Qin Cheng in front of the valley.

Then he plunged into the void.

Zheng Mo actually didn't understand why Qin Cheng wanted him to go to the depths of the mountain range, and finally put Qin Cheng on the ground, it was extremely dangerous here, and the demon beasts were not easy to provoke.

However, Zheng Mo knew that his wisdom was far inferior to Qin Cheng, so he simply didn't want to do it, and still recruited it.

"Roar!"

Those demon beasts chased after them, and suddenly they couldn't feel the breath of the abominable intruder, and they couldn't help but roar angrily, shaking their heads, making the earth tremble.

One of the demon beasts, which was as tall as an elephant, suddenly found the inconspicuous Qin Cheng on the ground, it ran over and sniffed, revealing a look of hunger, and swallowed Qin Cheng in one gulp.

During this period, it also chewed twice, but it didn't feel like it biting, but it didn't care, the demon beast's stomach has its own corrosive liquid, which can naturally digest small things.

But of course, all this was only the beast's own imagination, and after devouring Qin City, it ran away from this place.

"Damn, isn't this Qin Cheng seriously injured? How could they run into these monsters? ”

After a few incense sticks, when the three of them came here, they couldn't help frowning.

"It is estimated that he wants to use the demon beasts here to stop the pursuit of our people." Cao Pokong pondered.

They also fought all the way to this place, killing countless demon beasts during this time, but the closer they got to the valley, the more powerful those demon beasts became, making them all feel quite struggling.

"Do you want to calculate another hexagram, I feel that Qin Cheng can't enter the valley." Feeling the breath in the valley that they were all quite palpitating, Feng Wuxian hesitated.

"Two of you, do you want to do another hexagram?"

Hearing that business came to the door, Pu Ling's eyes lit up and he flew over suddenly.

Before, he just fell far behind, and he didn't participate in the fight between the two, like a passerby.

"Then there is the Holy Son of Laopu." The wind is traceless, and the hand is not angry.

If Qin Cheng hadn't entered the valley, they would have rushed in and fought with each other, which was obviously too unwise.

Pu Ling smiled and took out the turtle shell divination again.

Half an hour later, Pu Ling did the same, drawing a phantom shadow in the void.

This time, there was no need for Pu Ling to say, Cao Pokong directly threw him a few spirit stones.