In the early morning of the next day, the morning light poured over the earth, and the mountains rose and the white clouds pierced the sky.

Qingyun Peak is the largest mountain in the entire Qingyun Sect, with many ancient buildings and prosperity.

Qingyun Peak is the foundation of the Qingyun Sect, to put it simply, it is the elder of the entire sect, and the core disciples live on Qingyun Peak one after another.

Receive the best training, the best cultivation environment, and the rich aura of heaven and earth.

Because Qingyun Peak arranged a fourth-level formation gathering spirit array, it is rumored that Qingyun Sect spent a lot of money to invite a special formation mage from the second-class forces to arrange it.

Of course, only the top-ranked core disciples or elders who have made great contributions to the sect are eligible to apply for cultivation in the fourth-level Spirit Gathering Array.

At the foot of Qingyun Peak, there is an artificial lake, and the same ancient buildings around the lake are the living areas of the core disciples.

Wang Hao, as usual, finished his morning exercise, and was found by Chen Hai, an elder who was a good friend of him, and went down to the attic immediately.

"Wang Hao, that kid really snatched the third-level demon pill, and he also went out with Su Rou and the others to do the sect mission."

Chen Hai saw Wang Hao go down to the attic and said his purpose straight to the point.

After hearing this, Wang Hao's smile froze, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "This ant is really in the way." ”

Frowning, Wang Hao didn't speak, and pondered, during this time, he was proficient in a spiritual technique, and he couldn't leave his body.

Chen Hai, who had been observing for a long time, saw Wang Hao's brows frowning slightly, making a thoughtful appearance, and immediately smiled and said: "Wang Hao, you don't have to worry, I have already sent someone to follow." ”

"Huh?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Hai.

Chen Haiqi took off his non-existent beard, his eyes showed cold blood, and he sneered: "I have already sent two old oilmen of the spirit priest to follow, with their strength, this time there are several people in Yangtian, and none of them will come back, including Su Rou!" ”

"When the time comes, kill those people, and when the third-level demon pill is in hand, I will take it, and then you will be able to break through the realm with the help of the third-level demon pill."

The so-called old oil son is actually a core disciple who is over thirty years old and is still in the early stage of the spiritual master, although this kind of disciple is also a core disciple in the sect, but he has not been able to obtain the resources invested by the sect to cultivate.

Therefore, this kind of disciple will not leave in the sect, eat and wait for death, after all, the core disciple living area, the richness of the aura of heaven and earth is not comparable to the outside world.

Wang Hao's smile warmed up again, nodded at Chen Hai, and said, "Then thank you Elder Chen Hai." ”

"Haha, no, as long as I can promote the old man in the future."

"Needless to say, the benefits I will gain in the future will be indispensable for Elder Chen Hai's share."

"Haha."

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Thousands of miles in the sky, thick white clouds, lazily floating in the sky, suddenly a sharp sound of birds, through the clouds, far away.

A huge bird with its wings stretched out for nearly ten meters was swooping into the clouds at a high altitude, its sharp beast pupils, cold-blooded luster, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

On the giant bird, Yang Tian and the others were sitting on the back of the wide bird with their eyes closed.

Cangtian Eagle belongs to the second-level demon beast, the flight speed can travel thousands of miles a day, there is a thick fluff on the back, every time the wings are spread, with the help of the high-altitude air current, it can glide out tens of thousands of meters.

A faint cyan halo always surrounded Cangtian Eagle's body, making it fly at high speed, and the howling wind had no effect on Yang Tian and the others.

"We'll be in Misty Town in a few days, so we have to be careful when the time comes, after all, the Mist Swamp is relatively far from the Xuanjian Sect."

Su Rou, who was meditating, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, took out the leather map, spread it out and told everyone that she would arrive in Misty Town in a few days.

During the month-long flight, Yang Tian learned that Misty Town was built on the edge of the Misty Swamp, which was quite a large market.

In the misty swamp, in the muddy swamp, some first-level to second-level spiritual grasses often grow, and deeper, there are third-level spiritual grasses, and some demon beast caves also contain all kinds of spiritual grasses and cherished resources that have been collected.

Therefore, there are often martial artists who go deep into it and look for cultivation resources in the misty swamp, but often good things are in the depths of the misty swamp.

And the misty swamp in the depths, it is said that the misty fog is highly poisonous, and if you breathe for too long, even the warriors will weaken their limbs, and finally rot and die.

Not to mention the demon beasts entrenched in the depths, if they don't have a certain strength, they will only turn into rot and increase nutrients for the muddy swamp.

On this day, the speed of the Sky Eagle's flight dropped sharply, and its body slowly sank, swooping to the ground.

Not far away, a black dot slowly appeared, and as it approached, the black dot slowly grew larger, revealing the appearance of a building, which was filled with people the size of ants.

'Phew. ’

The Sky Eagle in the distance let out a chirp, attracting the attention of a large number of martial artists on the ground.

The air currents swooped through the dust on the ground, and the Sky Eagle stretched its wings, and the sharp beak of the bird glowed with an icy sheen, making some weak warriors shudder.

Cangtian Eagle is not only a flying demon beast, its combat power is also quite famous among the second-level demon beasts, Yangtian They can ride this Cangtian Eagle, just adult, with the strength of the middle stage of the spirit disciple.

"Look, isn't that a disciple of the Qingyun Sect? How did they come. ”

"Are you also here to find the Blazing God Grass?"

Some of the martial artists' faces turned pale, originally their strength was not too strong, but now the disciples of the Qingyun Sect intervened again, making them feel that there was little hope.

However, this is only a small part, there are also some warriors, with sharp eyes and a fierce beast luster, these warriors are all walking in the misty swamp all year round, and their strength is extraordinary.

"Be careful, the martial artists in the outside world are not as easy to talk as in the sect, this is a world where people eat people!"

Su Rou's face was a little solemn, and she said to the fat man and the others, and when she heard this, everyone nodded.

Su Roumei's beautiful eyes looked at Yang Tian strangely, as soon as she came to Misty Town, she found that Yang Tian seemed to have suddenly changed as a person.

Although there was still a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she was harmless, but Su Rou felt that Yangtian seemed to have become different, giving people a dormant feeling, which was very dangerous.

Pulling Cangtian Eagle, Su Rou and the others crossed the crowd, found an inn, and after placing Cangtian Eagle, they came out with everyone to inquire about the news of the Misty Swamp.

The fat man's eyes kept staring at Su Rou's snow-white, lotus-like waist, and his throat was slowly swallowing.

Seeing this, Yang Xue didn't know how many times she pinched the fat man's waist, and every time she made the fat man bare his teeth and crack his mouth.

After these days of contact, he learned that the fat man Luo Li and Yang Xue were in a couple's relationship, which surprised Yangtian.

After all, although Yang Xue is not very beautiful, it is also the threshold of beauty, which makes Yang Tian feel the peach blossom luck of the fat man, according to the fat man, it was a mission of the sect, he saved Yang Xue regardless of the danger of his life, so the two became a couple.

Although the Qingyun Sect is a top-notch existence among the third-class forces, outside of its scope, it obviously does not have much deterrence.

Just now, Yangtian's group was blocked by a group of martial artists, the reason was just that among them, there were seven beauties, each with their own appearance, especially Su Rou's soft style.

However, after Su Rou showed the strength of the spirit disciple nine ranks, those people were jealous, and finally retreated one after another, and Yang Tian and the others did not chase after them, after all, there were many people here, and it was better to cause less trouble or less trouble.

After inquiry, the warriors who came and went learned that some time ago, a loose cultivator suddenly walked out of the misty swamp, and the loose cultivator was wearing a cloak and holding the blazing divine grass in his hand, but not long after he came out, the loose cultivator was rotten and died.

As soon as this news came out, countless Spirit Disciple Realm martial artists rushed over one after another, although the 'Blazing God Grass' belonged to the third-level Spirit Grass, but it only had the greatest effect on the Spirit Disciple Realm, so most of the martial artists attracted were Spirit Disciple Realm.

These scattered cultivators who heard the news couldn't resist the temptation, and they rushed to the depths of the misty swamp in groups to find the 'Blazing God Grass'.

However, there were a lot of people who went in, and even fewer people who came out, because many warriors breathed in the fog inside, and if they didn't come out for more than a day, they would often rot and die the next day.

People's fiery was suppressed all at once, after all, there was no life, even if it was found, what use would it be.

Therefore, there are fewer warriors who enter and exit the depths of the Misty Swamp, but at least thousands of people flow deep into the depths of the Misty Swamp every day, and even if they find the traces of the 'Blazing Divine Grass', they will exit the depths of the Misty Swamp in advance when the day is coming.

A few days ago, when the disciples of the 'Xuanjian Sect' suddenly discovered more than a dozen 'Blazing Divine Grass', the number of martial artists who had entered and exited the depths of the misty swamp suddenly increased again.

Everyone returned to the inn and prepared to rest, preparing to enter the misty swamp at dawn the next day in search of the Blazing God Grass.

However, a few people also secretly paid attention to the 'Xuanjian Sect', after all, the Xuanjian Sect and the Qingyun Sect were of the same rank, and their strength was even slightly superior, so it was conceivable that the disciples from the Xuanjian Sect would probably not be weaker than the team they were traveling to.

There are also casual cultivators who are also worthy of everyone's attention, maybe they will capsize if they are not careful, and leave their lives in the misty swamp.

When the next day dawned, a morning glow tore through the faint mist of Misty Town, and the flow of people in Misty Town, which was like a city, became dense again, and the passing warriors were endless.

Some warriors entered the edge of the misty swamp in groups, preparing to go deeper, and there were also powerful loose cultivators who entered the swamp single-handedly.

After a night of pranayama, everyone's spirits have returned to a full state, and when they were almost ready, Yang Tian and the others finally followed the large army and walked out of Misty Town.

Under the mist, everything is so unreal, some strange ancient trees, intertwined with each other, intricate.

After walking out of the misty town surrounded by strange things, Yang Tian and the others, under the leadership of Su Rou, chose a direction, broke away from the large army, and marched towards the edge of the misty swamp.