Ying Fei looks handsome, with a pair of narrow eagle eyes, sharp and shiny, wearing a slender yin and yang robe with golden silk and jade threads, and the whole person is very clean and tidy, not stained with dirt.

If only based on the first image, the other party is quite gentle and elegant.

However, no one would have imagined that such a good-looking person would be a cruel and cold-blooded demon in private.

After Ying Fei walked in along the excavated hole, he didn't even look at the elixir essence of tens of hundreds of gold here, and directly ignored it.

His purpose is very clear, a hundred-year-level blood fruit.

He didn't care about anything other than that hundred-year-level Blood Fruit.

"Wow....."

Ying Fei's footsteps were relatively light, not as strong as a warrior walking up, but in Zhou Yan's ears, the light footsteps made him fearful, as if he was on the edge of an abyss.

If he was discovered, whether Zhou Yan could escape alive or not, he didn't know anything about it.

This Dao cultivator warlock, even the Essence Blood Mandrill has the ability to subdue, and the strength of the other party is so strong that even the old man is not his opponent.

Facing a strong enemy of this level, Zhou Yan is walking on thin ice.

Ying Fei's gaze gradually became cold, because after he looked around, he didn't see the slightest trace of the hundred-year-level blood fruit.

Moreover, he found that the pool of blood that cultivated the Blood Fruit had dried up, and it seemed that someone had taken it away in advance.

Someone actually took the Blood Fruit before him!

"Hahaha......"

Ying Fei suddenly lost his voice and laughed, his voice was cold and terrifying, and it reverberated back and forth in all directions.

"Good..... Very good. Someone actually dared to touch what I Yingfei fancied. ”

After a cold laugh, Ying Fei flicked his sleeves hatefully, turned around and left.

After Ying Fei left, the place was as silent as death again, even if there was any wind and grass that could be heard clearly.

Two hours later, Zhou Yan still didn't dare to move and hid under the boulder.

The Dao cultivator named Ying Fei seemed to have left angrily, but Zhou Yan didn't dare to take the risk.

Who knows if the other party is hiding there, waiting for him to appear automatically.

After all, the space in this cave is limited, even if Ying Fei suspects that someone is hiding here, he doesn't dare to do it here easily, otherwise if it collapses again, he will definitely fall short.

After tonight passed, it was the third day, and Zhou Yan had to rush back to Yuncheng before sunset tomorrow no matter what.

Unconsciously, the sky outside the cave is getting brighter, the morning sun rises, the sun is revealed, and the night has passed.

However, Zhou Yan still didn't dare to make any movement, and still hid under the boulder.

To be honest, being pressed by a boulder, not eating, drinking, or smelling, even if he is now a third-level martial artist, Zhou Yan is a little unbearable.

The warrior had a large amount of food and couldn't starve, but now he was hungry and thirsty, and his stomach was almost croaking, and he couldn't say how uncomfortable it was.

But even so, Zhou Yan was still enduring it, and he didn't dare to take risks easily.

At least it was noon before Zhou Yan dared to try to go out.

If he hadn't had to go back to Yuncheng today, Zhou Yan would have been able to hide under this boulder for a few days and nights.

Because, the evil Taoist cultivator named Ying Fei gave Zhou Yan a huge pressure, and he was found out by him, and he died for a lifetime.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost noon outside.

"Wow....."

But at this moment, the footsteps like ghostly steps came again.

Ying Fei, who left last night, appeared here strangely again, but this time his face was indescribably gloomy.

"Could it be that damn rat is long gone?"

Ying Fei gritted his teeth, his face twitched, a little hideous.

"Hmph, no matter who dares to touch my things, I must find you out and break your body into pieces. ”

"Bang!"

Ying Fei pinched his fingers, and a large wind howled, swept up the sand and rocks, directly buried all the place, and then disappeared.

After another hour, there was a quiet and silent surrounding, and suddenly, with a "bang", a boulder more than three meters thick was pushed away, and Zhou Yan, who was covered in mud, slowly came out of it.

"You should be leaving now, right?"

Zhou Yan said to himself.

To be honest, it's still very unsafe to leave now, but time waits for no one, and Zhou Yan doesn't have any extra time to waste here.

After coming out, Zhou Yan didn't leave in a hurry, he tore off two pieces of trousers from his pants as pockets, and then dug up a large amount of gravel and mud dust, and pulled out a crushed elixir from it.

Zhou Yan is really hungry and thirsty now, and after digging out the elixir and spiritual grass, he doesn't care about the dirt and stuffs it into his mouth and swallows it.

These days are precious, Ying Fei can't look down on them, but for Zhou Yan, he regards them as treasures.

After indiscriminately eating a few large mouthfuls of elixir mixed with soil, Zhou Yan's discomfort due to hunger and thirst was finally swept away, and the medicinal properties brought by the elixir in his body gushed out with infinite vitality.

Next, Zhou Yan quickly found a bunch of preserved elixirs, and then carefully wrapped them and tied them on his back.

It's a pity!

Zhou Yan's inferior storage ring was shattered, otherwise, with so many heavenly and earthly medicines, Zhou Yan would take them all away without leaking, and these were all money.

Now, only a small part can be taken away, but Zhou Yan estimates that he can sell a huge amount of gold at least 1,000 taels or more.

After doing all this, although he was still a little worried, Zhou Yan was pressed for time, so he could only speed up and leave along the exit.

In less than a pillar of incense, Zhou Yan came from the completely changed Blood Mandrill Lair to the gloomy valley.

Due to the battle between the Essence Blood Mandrill and Ying Fei, the environment in the valley has changed greatly, full of residual rocks and broken rocks, potholes everywhere, huge holes and depressions, all of which are terrifying traces left after the battle.

Zhou Yan secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The fierceness of the battle between the Essence Blood Mandrill and the Dao Xiu Ying Fei can be seen.

Zhou Yan understood that although he was already a martial artist's third-level cultivation, this level of strength, in the cultivation world, was just the beginning of the path, and it was not enough to see.

His future martial arts path is still very long. Whether or not you have Wuyuan is the key.

After looking at it for a while, Zhou Yan took a deep breath and ran immediately, he had to rush back to Yuncheng before dark.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yan had already come to the evil peak from the abyss valley full of yin qi chaos.

When I finally left that ghost place, I felt like I was in a different world.

Zhou Yan didn't dare to rest, and was about to continue to jump.

"Whoosh!"

A scorching flame blade flew out of thin air and shot towards Zhou Yan's back.

Not good!

Zhou Yan secretly screamed that it was not good, but it was too late when he wanted to hide.

"Smack!"

The flame blade hit Zhou Yan in response, exploding into a splash of sparks, knocking him backwards and flying away, rolling down more than ten meters away.

"Hmph, I waited for a while, and finally caught you lowly stinky rat. ”

I saw that Ying Fei sneered, slowly walked out of a tree not far away, and strode towards Zhou Yan, condescending.

It turned out that Ying Fei never left, so he waited outside the only exit of the Yuan Valley.

The other party was very smart and vicious, although he couldn't find Zhou Yan, he concluded that the person who stole the blood fruit must not have escaped.

"Dare to beat me to win the idea. After you die, I will also draw your soul and refine it into a puppet to torture. ”

Ying Fei sneered evilly on his face, and after coming to Zhou Yan's three meters, he didn't move any further, and with a movement of his left hand, seven golden ancient emperor copper coins floated around his body.

However, three of the seven golden Ancient Emperor bronze coins were dim and looming, as if they would be extinguished at any moment.

It turned out that Ying Fei had suffered a lot of internal injuries under the hands of the Blood Mandrill, and now he could only exert the strength of the Four Qian Dao Cultivators.

I saw that after Ying Fei cast the spell, a new flame blade quickly condensed in front of him.

A vigilant person seems to have no chance of sneaking up on Ying Fei at close range.

Although Zhou Yan was hit by a flame blade from him, with the help of the medicinal power of the Blood Xiao Fruit, he had already made the outer door of the little golden body complete, and the physical body was very powerful.

The blow was indeed extremely painful, and a small piece of skin was burned black, but it was not injured.

After all, today's Ying Fei can only give full play to the strength of the Four Qian Dao Cultivation, and his combat power is greatly reduced.

Originally, Zhou Yan wanted to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and suddenly attack after Ying Fei carelessly approached.

Although the power of the Dao cultivator's spell is terrifying, he has a natural Achilles' heel, if he is suddenly approached by a martial artist, and he doesn't have time to cast a defensive spell, he is not much stronger than ordinary people.

If the sneak attack was successful, Zhou Yan might still have a chance of life, but he didn't expect that the other party was so vigilant that now it could only be the last fight.

"Bang!"

Just as Ying Fei's next flame blade spell was about to be launched, Zhou Yan suddenly moved, grabbed two handfuls of soil, and sprinkled them into Ying Fei's eyes three meters away.

"Whoosh!"

But at the same time, Ying Fei's next flame blade was activated again, breaking through the wind.