After Bian Qing hid and became invisible, he desperately rushed towards the misty jungle, if he wasn't worried about being discovered by the Yuanwu King Realm who had lost his left hand, he even wanted to superimpose the power of the Yuan Body and the Demon Body.

Ten miles away, for Bian Qing, was originally just a distance that could be flown between a dozen breaths.

But under the attack of Chagan's flying knives, the distance of ten miles seemed so long, if it was before, Bian Qing would have been injured under those weird flying knives.

Fortunately, Bian Qing had just learned the "Soul Trick of Knowing the Sea", and the nascent knowledge of the sea made his divine sense extremely acute, and when he was always inadmissible, Bian Qing relied on his magical footwork to dodge these deadly flying knives one by one.

Even so, a few feet away from the misty jungle, Bian Qing was wounded by a throwing knife that pierced his body, leaving a transparent blood hole in his left shoulder.

Anywhere near the Misty Jungle was where Cha Gan of the Yuanwu King Realm was most concerned, and his flying knives were also the most dense in these places.

Bian Qing endured the pain, took a deep breath, and suddenly superimposed the power of the Yuan Body and the power of the Demon Body, and at the edge of the misty jungle, Bian Qing's scarred and blood-stained body flashed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and had disappeared into the vast mist.

"Ahh

Cha Gan let out a terrible howl of anger, and the thousands of flying knives under the control of Shen Nian flew into the misty jungle, cutting hundreds of giant trees on the outer edge of the misty jungle into pieces of sawdust.

The misty jungle is so vast, in the mist, the divine sense of any martial artist has no effect, walking in the jungle, even if it is the presence of the Yuan Martial Emperor Realm, it can only rely on the induction power of the physical body.

Cha Gan, as the realm of Yuanwu King, can only explore the land of a hundred zhang with his physical induction, where can he find Bian Qing, who has just fought to the death, crossed a distance of hundreds of zhang, and submerged in the forest.

Cha Gan rose into the air, stood at the edge of the misty jungle, and once again urged the Divine Mind Flying Knife, preparing to repeat the old trick, cutting off all the trees in front of him, hoping to hurt Bian Qing again.

"Get out—"

With a terrifying roar from the forest, the direction of the misty jungle suddenly soared, a flash of light flew out from the depths of the jungle, Chagan's body standing in mid-air shook, and fell down with a "plop", half of his body seemed to have been crushed by a boulder, and in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Destroy my jungle, the crime is unforgivable, a little punishment, every forest is not entered!"

Deep in the jungle, there was a dull roar, the sound was extremely strange, obviously not human.

"Bai Sheng, come and help me! Let's hurry back, and wait until we see the marshal, and then make a decision!"

Cha Gan didn't dare to move his body, so he had to call Bai Sheng and others to help, a Yuanwu King Realm, it was so tragic, at a critical juncture, but he needed to ask for help from the subordinates of Yuanwu Junjing.

Including Bai Sheng, these wolf-devouring warriors had long been paralyzed by the sudden roar, and when they heard Cha Gan's shout, they didn't dare to delay, so they came to Cha Gan's side slowly, set him up carefully, and hurried away.

Hiding in a cold rock crevice, Bian Qing naturally heard the voice of this powerful existence, he didn't know much about the misty jungle, and he was originally full of confidence to train in the forest.

It was only at this moment that Bian Qing understood that the misty jungle was far more dangerous than he had estimated. Hundreds of miles away, just a roar can seriously injure a Yuanwu King Realm, what a powerful existence this is!

Bian Qing made up his mind that he would never go deep into the hinterland of the Misty Jungle as if he were in the Falling Moon Mountains, and in the Misty Jungle, he would only walk along the edge, looking for opportunities and gaining experience.

The flying knife of the Yuanwu King Realm caused great damage to Bian Qing, although it was only injured in the shoulder, but this wound that passed through the body was far more difficult to heal than any injury Bian Qing had ever received.

When repairing the wound, Bian Qing found that at the shoulder wound, there was a special vitality force, which constantly destroyed the repaired parts. If it weren't for the demon's strange ability to dissolve all power, this wound would have existed on Bian Qing's body for at least a few years.

Compared to the wound shot out of the Yuanwu King Realm, the several blood holes left by Bai Sheng using the poisonous dragon stab on Bian Qing's body were much lighter. Within a day and night, Bian Qing had recovered as before, but it took Bian Qing three days and three nights to completely recover the flying knife wound.

At the moment when Bian Qing's injuries were fully recovered, the dantian qi sea that was originally suppressed by him suddenly became restless.

Bian Qing was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, the demon body and the yuan body had come to a critical state, in this vast mist, he was about to usher in the most important promotion, and the demon body and the yuan body would be promoted to the quadruple realm and become the official Yuanwu Monarch realm.

......

On the Huixin Ridge, the former calm has long been restored, except for some warriors who ventured to find the elixir in the forest, and occasionally formed a team to enter the misty jungle, there is no trace of anyone again.

The torrential rain a few days ago washed away the Huixin Ridge unusually clean, and the traces left by Bian Qing and the wolf-devouring warrior after the battle were gone.

In the city of the Lunar Moon, in a luxurious room. Chagan, who had been in a coma for several days, finally opened his eyes.

"Chagan, you're finally awake!"

In addition to Wu Tongtian, the marshal of the Wolf Devouring Blood Army with a serious face, there was also the deputy general named Zuo Wei present.

Bai Sheng and the other warriors have gone somewhere at the moment, and they don't have any aura of existence.

"Ahem, Marshal. Cha Gan endured the pain and wanted to get up and salute, but he couldn't move at all.

"Chagan, where is the little beast that injured my nephew?!"

Wu Tongtian had no intention of appeasing Cha Gan at all, and couldn't wait to ask Cha Gan.

Cha Gan didn't dare to delay, his mind moved, and he hurriedly took out the yuan weapon that was put away by himself from the storage bag.

At the level of the Yuanwu King Realm, the storage space of the martial artist is already connected to his mind, and until his soul is scattered, no one can think of taking out the items in his storage space.

Storage space is a special spatial state, if you rely on the force to break the mental connection, it will often cause spatial instability, at least lose the items stored in it, or collapse the space, and all the items will be swallowed by the power of space.

Although Wu Tongtian was urgent, he didn't dare to collide. He waited for three days, just to wait for Cha Gan to wake up and see the five-grade yuan weapon that killed Wu Huan.

Looking at the five-rank flying sword in front of him, Wu Tongtian gasped.

All this time, almost everyone, all sect forces, have given up the exploration of the Underworld Poison Swamp, and even Bian Qing, who can summon the poisoned beast of the Underworld Poison Swamp, everyone no longer doubts it.

But the flying sword in front of him made Wu Tongtian finally see hope, this yuan weapon, he was very familiar with. On that day, he saw with his own eyes that Elder Chengtian handed over this flying sword to a disciple who was about to enter the Underworld Poison Swamp, a disciple who was at the peak of the Yuanwu Monarch Realm.

This natal flying sword, the material is light and thin, but it is extremely strong, it was originally the natal weapon of an elder who lived for a thousand years, after this elder accidentally went mad and died, his natal weapon was also damaged, but it was still left by Cheng Tian.

Such a precious Yuan Weapon Flying Sword, if it weren't for the great importance attached to the Secret Realm of Underworld Poison, that elder would not have given it to his disciple to use.

On the same day, the Secret Realm of Underworld Poison appeared, and Wu Tongtian was also at the scene, and with the loss of a group of disciples of the dozens of Yuanwu Monarch Realm cultivators, the search for the Secret Realm of Underworld Poison has also died since then.

Until the battle of the Soul Ridge a month ago, Yin Wuji, the master of the Green Yin Country, was ready to use the ancient demon path evil arts, with the technique of 100,000 blood sacrifices, to blast open the secret realm of the dark poison, and once again ignited the hope of entering the secret realm of the dark poison for the strong people who never forgot the remnants of the vast immortal sect.

Who knew that the Moon God Army suddenly gave birth to a genius general, and he actually summoned millions of terrifying flying insects and poisonous beasts, completely defeating the Wolf Devouring Alliance, making the 100,000 Blood Sacrifice Technique impossible to perform at all. Once again, the Poison Realm has become a myth.

Now, the five-grade element weapon that obviously disappeared in the secret realm of the underworld suddenly appeared in front of him, plus the mad demon natal hammer that had been auctioned off in the Heavenly Machine Chamber of Commerce before, Wu Tongtian suddenly came to his senses, and his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

"I see, I see!"

At this time, Wu Tongtian still couldn't see the reason.

Why did the Heavenly Machine Chamber of Commerce auction the Mad Demon Natal Hammer, and why did Bian Qing wantonly make trouble and auction off all the items related to the Poison Swamp.

And why the Heavenly Machine Chamber of Commerce would rather violate the rules and secretly hunt down Bian Qing, there can only be one reason behind it, that is, Bian Qing really has the secret of entering the secret realm of the underworld.

No matter what method it is, being able to allow Bian Qing to obtain these five-grade yuan weapons in the Underworld Poison Secret Realm, and being able to summon countless poisonous beasts from the swamp, proves one thing, Bian Qing's relationship with the Underworld Poison Swamp is extraordinary.

Compared to the Secret Realm of Poison and Poison, Wu Huan's death was almost a trivial matter for Wu Tongtian.

"Chagan, that little beast really entered the misty jungle?!"

Wu Tongtian completely lost the detachment and calm of the Yuanwu Emperor Realm, and roared in a hurried voice.

"The incompetence of the subordinates allowed this kid to run away. In the misty jungle, there seemed to be a powerful Yuan Beast cultivated by Emperor Yuanwu, and his subordinates were injured by it. ”

Cha Gan looked guilty and frightened, and said astringently.

"Good run, good run! Cha Gan, this little beast can only be captured alive, and he can't be let die! That forest beast has no intention of wanting your life at all, otherwise, there is no possibility of recovery from your injury. Chagan, this time, you have a lot of credit. ”

Wu Tongtian was a little incoherent excitedly, so that Cha Gan and Zuo Wei looked at each other, and they had followed Wu Tongtian for many years, and it was rare for them to lose their temper like now. (To be continued.) )