Chapter 625: The Holy Son of the War Demon Clan
"What the predecessors said is reasonable, we went deeper into the valley for more than 200 miles. ”
"I've got some valuable treasures, and it's time to quit in moderation. ”
"There's no longer a place for us to fish in troubled waters. ”
The middle-aged man in the plain robe looked in the direction where Zhao Junyu disappeared and said.
After this catastrophe, the three of them retreated, and stepped forward to search the corpse of the Wei family monk, and gained a lot of gains, and felt that the trip was already worth it.
"Remember, when you go out this time, you must never say anything about the Wei family monks to anyone. The middle-aged man in the plain robe looked solemn, and the other two said yes again and again.
As Zhao Junyu advanced towards the center of the valley, he felt more and more powerful aura.
A whole day passed, and by the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Junyu had gained a lot.
He had collected about seven or eight high-level spiritual materials that he could use, as well as refining materials.
As for the low-level spirit fruit elixir that is not very useful, he has collected most of the space rings, although these are of little use to him, but it is also good to be able to block the mouth of Xiaobai's lazy dragon for a while.
At the same time, on the way, he also came across the bones of some monks left over from the battle to destroy the sect two thousand years ago.
However, the good legacy magic weapons and even spirit treasures were almost looted by the previous few secret realms opened.
There are only some broken things left, and of course Zhao Junyu can't look down on them.
It seems that the good things that he can see can only appear in the core area of the Tianhua Divine Sect ruins.
"Why are so many high-level combat forces pouring in?"
"Could it be that there are other entrances to Qingyuan Valley?"
Zhao Junyu looked puzzled, at this moment, in the center of the adjacent valley, he felt that the influx of Yuan Infant Stage combat power alone, including the human race, the demon race and other foreign races, reached nearly a thousand people.
And within thirty miles, the combat power that is equivalent to the distraction period is felt, and the number of people of all races has reached about 100, not including those scattered in other places.
Obviously, this Qingyuan Valley Secret Realm is not just a place of chaos, but a feast for most of the southern regions.
It seems that these high-level combat forces are all aimed at the ruins of the core area of the Tianhua Divine Sect.
At this time, there were constant explosions and shouts of killing in the distance.
The melee of various forces is becoming more and more frequent, and from time to time there are mushroom clouds rising into the sky.
Obviously, it is the combat power of the Yuan Infant and even the distraction stage that is fighting fiercely.
All the forces have torn off their masks and are fighting together.
Anyone who walks to the center of the valley will harvest a lot of treasures in the past day and a half
"You've been with me for so long, you can come out. ”
Zhao Junyu turned his head, looked at somewhere in the space, and said coldly.
"Hey, it's good to be able to see through the traces of this holy son, it's very surprising. ”
A green-robed young man slowly appeared in the void, frowning at Zhao Junyu.
This is exactly one of the nine holy sons of the demon clan in the cave before.
I don't know when, I set my eyes on Zhao Junyu.
"Ben Holy Son has killed eight Yuan Infant Stages and two Distraction Stages along the way, and extracted their spirits. ”
"You are the most unpredictable of the Son. ”
"On the surface, in the middle of Jindan, in fact, in the late Yuan Infant period or in the early stage of distraction?"
The green-robed young man stared at Zhao Junyu with interest.
"Want to know?"
"Go to hell and ask your mom to go!"
Zhao Junyu sneered, his fighting spirit was full of intent, and his ten fingers flicked in a row, and suddenly more than a dozen arc-like sword qi were like rainbows, and they suddenly shot towards the green-robed youth!
"Terran boy, arrogance!"
As soon as the green-robed demon cultivator saw Zhao Junyu's move, he immediately changed color.
Deadly danger came to him, although he was a mid-level seventh-level demon cultivator, he immediately felt that this son's strength was by no means weaker than him.
Who is it?
The green-robed demon cultivator didn't have time to think about it, so with one hand, he sacrificed a hexagonal ancient mirror, which rose more than 20 zhang in size against the storm and blocked it in front of him.
Puff puff, Zhao Junyu slammed the sword qi emitted by the distraction period cultivation into the hexagonal ancient mirror, making a tooth-sour sound and emitting a burst of green smoke.
The green-robed demon cultivator shouted, and the hexagonal ancient mirror rotated violently, and suddenly a dazzling light blade condensed, and in an instant, it turned into a crystal light blade whirlwind, shooting towards Zhao Junyu.
From blocking Zhao Junyu's arc sword qi to counterattacking, it took less than half a breath.
Zhao Junyu's face was solemn.
This is a seventh-level mid-level demon, which is equivalent to a mid-stage human distraction monk, but this demon cultivator is the holy son of a certain clan in the demon race, and his real combat power far exceeds that of the ordinary seventh-level mid-level demon, and it is more than a step better than the average distraction mid-stage human monk.
But that's about it.
Zhao Junyu snorted coldly, his hands shook continuously, and suddenly from the ground and in the air, dense golden threads shot out, and in the blink of an eye, he would scatter the whirlwind of light blades.
Violent winds scattered in all directions.
At the same time, Zhao Junyu's body was like a bow, his fist was like a crossbow, and his single fist struck out silently like a sharp arrow with all his strength! A brilliant white rainbow instantly swept across the sky, hitting the green-robed demon cultivator.
Instant brilliance!
Huh? The green-robed demon cultivator saw this earth-shattering white rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already attacked the front door.
In a panic, the true yuan was frantically infused, and the hexagonal ancient mirror suddenly emitted a dazzling light like the great sun.
The violent rotation almost grinds the space to pieces.
Zhao Junyu's instantaneous fist power silently struck on the violently rotating hexagonal ancient mirror, and time seemed to stand still.
There was a pause for two or three seconds.
Then there was a bang, a bang, and several loud bangs in a row.
Zhao Junyu took a step back, while the green-robed demon cultivator took two steps back to stabilize his figure.
"Who the hell are you? With such strength, you are not an unknown person, report your name!" The green-robed demon cultivator couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the other party had already gained the upper hand without using the spirit treasure.
"Lao Tzu said, go to hell and ask your mother to go!"
Zhao Junyu's fists shook sharply, boom, boom, and several consecutive Northern Pluto Divine Fists slammed out.
At this moment, he used a super-level martial art like the Northern Pluto God Fist, and he was no longer under pressure, unlike when he was in the Yuan Infant Stage, he was going to be counterattacked.
The power of a giant's fist shattered all the spaces along the way, revealing sections of spatial cracks and black holes.
The huge suction force generated instantly sucked the flowers, plants, stones, and soil on the ground into the spatial cracks, and then returned to their original state.
Boom, several consecutive Northern Pluto God Fists, slammed on the hexagonal ancient mirror.
The latter spun violently, unloading most of the punch power, but still two punches smashed directly into the mirror.
There were two soft clicks, and a thin crack was revealed on the mirror.
"Terran boy, you should be damned!" The green-robed demon cultivator was heartbroken and shouted angrily.
The true yuan was full of rage, and the hexagonal ancient mirror once again emitted a dazzling light blade, converging into a bright dragon and biting at Zhao Junyu.
At the same time, no one noticed, and a few black spots sank into the dust under his feet.
Zhao Junyu's fists were like machine guns, and he punched out a few punches in a short time, and the violent fist power easily destroyed the Bright Jiaolong in sections.
However, at the same time, at Zhao Junyu's feet, more than a dozen black lines appeared, and they sneered and shot Zhao Junyu's legs!
There seemed to be strands of slender black lines, spreading rapidly from Zhao Junyu's legs upwards, almost spreading to the whole body!
From the dust under his feet, seven or eight blood-red scorpions emerged, with a faint green glow on their tail hooks.
"Haha, boy, if you get my hemolytic scorpion venom, no one can save you!"
The green-robed demon cultivator laughed proudly when he saw that he had a successful move.
The next moment, however, his laughter choked.
Zhao Junyu just stomped his foot slightly, and the black lines on his legs immediately spread out and disappeared without a trace.
And seven or eight blood-red scorpions were directly shocked to death by one kick.
This is...... No way!
"Why is your physical body so powerful!Aren't you a human race?" the green-robed demon cultivator looked shocked and confused at the same time.
"The beep is over, isn't it?"
Zhao Junyu waved sharply with one hand, and a thin dazzling golden thread tore through the sky, and suddenly slashed in front of the green-robed demon cultivator!