The Lost Valley of the Manglin Mountains.

The terrain here is complex, with hills and ravines vertical and horizontal, like a labyrinth winding, and because it is a valley, it is named Lost Valley. The entrant can only grasp the direction by breaking a branch of the Lost Tree at the mouth of the valley.

The Lost Valley has always been the ancestral hunting ground of the Qingyang tribe, and the Qingyang tribe has been hunting demons here for hundreds of years.

Rumble!

A huge black boar fell to the ground with a bang, its scarlet eyes dimmed and its bones shattered, and it fell to the ground as if it were boneless.

Lin Mengqi clenched his fists, the tense muscles of his whole body relaxed, the thick white true qi gradually faded, the sweat flowed down his forehead, and he took out an earthy yellow crystal nucleus from the skull of the black wild boar.

The crystal nucleus is the essence of the monster, called the magic bead, the magic pill is divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade, but not all monsters and demons have magic beads, like the fierce wolf that Lin Ling killed before because the level is too low, there is no magic bead.

This peak inspiration monster, [King Kong Demon Pig], is a beast, with earth attributes, gluttonous xenomorph aura, amazing defense, and only a little possibility of having magic beads in the body, obviously, Lin Mengqi's luck is good.

After quickly dealing with the King Kong Demon Pig, Lin Mengqi quickly caught up with Lin Ling and the others.

There are indeed many monsters in the Lost Valley, and most of them are in the middle level of inspiration to the second order of the Demon Master, and Lin Qianshi's strength is enough to deal with it.

Not only that, the Lost Valley is rich in medicinal resources, and all kinds of medicinal materials can be seen everywhere, and the year is amazing.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Lin Qianshi's legs clamped, the Yanhuo Salamander stopped on all fours, and the black-veined broadsword in his hand was raised, and a fiery red pale transparent true qi was stimulated, and it flew towards a big tree with ten people hugging at a very fast speed.

Bang!

Feng Qingwan was collecting medicinal herbs, and when they saw this, they raised their heads in surprise and looked over there.

Brush Brush Brush!

Suddenly, from the bushes, countless black shadows flashed, and under the impact of Lin Qianshi's Chiyang True Qi, they turned into fragments and fell down.

Click!

A burst of red cracks appeared on the surface of the big tree, and it collapsed with a bang, and this nameless giant tree that had grown for countless years was completely destroyed by the Red Yang True Qi.

"Be careful!"

Lin Qianshi said in a deep voice, and the flame salamander under him groaned.

Lin Ling and the others were vigilant in their hearts, and they instantly dodged away from the place.

Poof!

Clouds of purple-black liquid sprayed on the original location of the four of them, corroding the vegetation on the soil, emitting a terrifying smoke, and Lin Ling saw a grouper that had grown for a hundred years, which was instantly corroded into a pile of mud by the violent toxicity.

This violent toxicity made the four of them break out in a cold sweat, if they were stained with a trace of it, I am afraid that they would ......

"What are you doing standing there? Get out of the way!"

Lin Qianshi shouted loudly, the true qi of his whole body was stimulated, forming a powerful vacuum flow, and from the outside, he seemed to have turned into a fire god who had returned from ancient times!

The four of them hurriedly dodged away and turned their heads to look.

The flame salamander changed its usual temper, its body was red with markings, blood flashed in its eyes, and it opened its huge kiss, and a huge tongue of fire sprayed upwards.

Above there, a huge white spider web fell, colliding with the tongue of fire with a loud bang, and the power of the tongue of fire weakened a little, and continued to shoot towards the dense branches.

Lin Ling looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank, but he saw that on the criss-crossing branches, a spider web dozens of meters long and wide loomed, and when it was rushed by the heat wave of the tongue of fire, a purple-blue markinged spider five or six meters long and two meters wide immediately appeared.

"Hiss~, it's the Poisonous Shadow Spider King!"

Lin Mengqi gasped and couldn't help but lose his voice.

[Poisonous Shadow Spider King], the Demon Master Miman Monster, adult body, insects, poisonous attributes, highly poisonous, shadow twin xenomorphic breath, insidious and cunning by nature, good at sneak attacks, talent "self-detonating poisonous spider" and "shadow stealth".

As soon as Lin Mengqi's words fell, the figure of the Poisonous Shadow Spider King flickered and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"Be careful!"

Lin Ling's hand tightened, Feng Qingwan grabbed his arm, and a white ice shield covered the two of them.

Boom!

More than a dozen white spider silks flew out of the woods, streaking through the air, accompanied by tiny purple-black spiders.

The spider silk collided with the ice cover to no avail, and several small spiders exploded instantly when they hit the ice cover, emitting clouds of poisonous mist that constantly eroded the ice cover.

Walk!

Feng Qingwan grabbed Lin Ling's arm and flew out, the energy on the ice cover collapsed, and the poisonous mist continued to corrode the clearing.

Lin Mengqi and Lin Li were not so lucky, although their true qi was running like a tide, they could not withstand the attack of the self-detonating poisonous spider, the two of them turned purple and lay on the ground, tied up by the spider silk that flew out later, and dragged to the dense jungle.

"Brute!

Lin Qianshi's black-veined broadsword slashed out a few rays of true qi, destroying the spider silk and poisonous spiders, and when he saw Lin Li and the two being caught, he couldn't help but be furious.

Chiyang Heart Sutra!

The Chiyang True Qi on Lin Qianshi's body surged, and a powerful sword technique was unleashed, and a crimson big knife appeared in mid-air, slashing into the jungle.

The sword is full of anger!

Chirping!

The sword qi spread out the bushes, and the poisonous shadow spider king fell to the ground, purple blood continued to flow from a wound on his bloated abdomen.

Die!

The flame salamander rushed over, and the black-veined broadsword in Lin Qianshi's hand dragged and slashed, instantly killing the poisonous shadow spider king, separating his head, and purple blood splattered out.

"Ahem!" Lin Li and Lin Mengqi broke free of the spider silk, covered their mouths and kept coughing, their faces turned purple, this is poisoning.

However, fortunately, they carried antidote pills with them, and after taking them, they suppressed them with true qi, and gradually forced the poison out of their bodies.

"Strange, the Poisonous Shadow Spider King is a Demon Master Miman Monster, how could he appear here?" Lin Qianshi frowned and muttered.

"Leader, Lin Li and Lin Mengqi are all right?" Lin Ling asked.

"Oh, it's okay, although the poison of the Poisonous Shadow Spider King is strong, the two of them were just invaded by the poisonous mist of the self-detonating poisonous spider, and there is an antidote magnolia pill, so it doesn't matter if it's a big deal. Lin Qianshi said in a deep voice.

Lin Ling nodded, looked at Feng Qingwan next to him, and said in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

Feng Qingwan shook his head and said softly: "Fortunately, this big spider is known for sneak attacks, and its combat power is much lower than that of other monsters of the same level, otherwise it would be troublesome this time." ”

Lin Qianshi is a fifth-order wrestler of the White Turban, according to the proportion of the strength of the wrestler and the demon master, it should be the same as the four demon masters, but it is unlikely that he can kill the monster with the strength of the three demon masters so easily, obviously the positive combat power of this monster is too poor.

"It's not quite right, you guys take a rest first, and when Lin Mengqi and Lin Li force the poison out, we'll go back to the camp. Lin Qianshi's eyes swept in all directions, and said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, isn't this Lord Lin, the leader of the Qingyang tribe, why did he come to this wilderness to do something?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter not far away, and a group of strange people in black linen clothes pushed open the branches and appeared in front of them, about fifteen or sixteen people, all in black linen, with black marks on their faces, strange shapes, and various strange weapons in their hands.

"It's from the Demon Scar Tribe!" Feng Qingwan said with a tense face.

Lin Ling suddenly realized, the Demon Scar Tribe and the Qingyang Tribe are mortal enemies, hundreds of years ago, the two tribes didn't know which ancestor took over the grudge, and each committed suicide in hundreds of years, today you kill one of my clansmen, tomorrow I kill you two clansmen, it has long been incompatible.

"Hehe, the leader of the Demon Mark Tribe, Demon Xingtian! This is the ancestral hunting ground of the Qingyang Tribe, what are you doing here? Why don't you get out?!"

Lin Qianshi was taken aback at first, then puffed up his chest and sneered and shouted angrily.

This was not at all polite, and the clansmen of the Demon Scar Tribe glared angrily.

Mo Xingtian waved his hand, and he didn't smile: "Hehe, this Manglin Mountain Range is thousands of miles in circumference, all of them are godsends, Lao Tzu comes and goes freely, what can you do to me?"

"You...... , Okay, let's go!" Lin Qianshi's face turned red, but the other party had a large number of people, and he would definitely suffer a loss, so he had to endure this breath and said loudly.

Lin Li and Lin Mengqi were forced out of poisonous gas, stood up and followed behind.

"Slow, want to go, eat my paw first!"

Demon Xingtian's cold voice sounded, and the dark cyan iron claw dozens of centimeters long in his right hand was raised, and his figure flew out in an instant, like a phantom, and grabbed Lin Li and the others.

Lin Qianshi had already prepared, flew out, the black-veined broadsword blocked the claws, and said loudly: "Hurry up!"

Lin Ling and Feng Qingwan each supported Lin Li and Lin Mengqi and rushed towards the camp.

"Hehe, kill them!" Demon Xingtian fought with Lin Qianshi while ordering the dozen or so Demon Mark Tribesmen to hunt down Lin Ling and them.

............

Lin Ling and the four of them fled, and more than a dozen people from the Demon Scar Tribe chased and killed behind them, but because Lin Li and the two had just detoxified, their bodies were weak, and they were quickly caught up.

Feng Qingwan raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, the white cold mist was stimulated, and he quickly waved towards the people of the Demon Mark Tribe.

The icy and biting wind and mist suddenly made the pursuer feel cold, and his speed was greatly reduced, and the white frost mist on his body appeared, and his face was pale.

Lin Ling breathed a sigh of relief, but saw a chaser with rune scars crossed on his face take out a red order flag, and shook it in his hand, a faint red fire attribute vitality enveloped the people of the Demon Scar Tribe.

In an instant, the breath of the clansmen of the Demon Scar Tribe warmed up, and their steps were brisk, and they chased after them again.

"There's no way, I can only fight!" Feng Qingwan gritted his teeth and said.

Lin Ling nodded, pulled out the iron sword, the qi on his body surged, jumped forward, crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and came to the front of the Demon Mark Tribe pursuer, the iron sword slashed a cold light, and a blood mark appeared on the throat of a Demon Mark Tribe clansman in the middle of a wrestler's apprenticeship, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Feng Qing's body is light, and sharp blades appear on each fan bone of the folding fan, and every time he moves and jumps, a wound appears on the body of a person from the Demon Mark Tribe, and he lets out a terrible scream!

"Drink! I'll fight you!"

There was a loud bang in Lin Ling's ears, like thunder during the day, deafening.

A strong man more than two meters tall was naked, with a five-foot mace in his right hand, and swung towards Lin Ling, the heavy mace with a whirring sound.

Lin Ling was taken aback, and the iron sword in his right hand was crossed.

While!!!

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, Lin Ling spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a rag, falling to the ground, spitting out blood.

The strength of this strong man is really terrifying, and his cultivation is at least a first-order wrestler in the White Turban, it is simply an innate divine power, Lin Ling and he took a hard move and was directly injured.