Running all the way, has been deep into the forest for about more than ten miles, look around, only to see the forest wood, mist swirling, occasionally, can glimpse the craggy strange rocks, waterfalls and flowing rocks, gurgling streams.

Birds chirped nearby, and there were a few palpitating beast howls faintly in the distance, which seemed to remind Shen Qing that right now, he was already in the primeval forest of Daqing Mountain.

Shen Qing found a slightly hidden place and stopped, and with a movement of his mind, a scroll flew out of the storage bag hanging from his waist.

Unfold the scroll made of the skin of an unknown animal, and you will see that the scroll is depicted with mountains, rivers, forests, and lakes.

This is a map of the area on the edge of Daqing Mountain.

Shen Qing took a closer look, then put away the map scroll, unfolded his body, and flew towards the west of the forest.

According to the map, to the west of the edge of this forest, about a hundred miles or so, there is a misty wasteland. That wasteland is thousands of miles in circumference, and it is called the "Purple Blood Wasteland".

"Purple Blood Wasteland" is recorded in the "Kyushu Plain Chronicle", it is rumored that the "Purple Blood Wasteland" was an ancient battlefield in the Xiuzhen world, and the ancient war that affected Lingzhou, Anzhou, and Yuanzhou fell millions of monks, including many of them who can call the wind and rain, move mountains and reclaim the sea.

Millions of monks strewn across the wasteland, rivers of blood flowing into the wasteland, and the blood has stained the wasteland a dark purple and haunted.

With the passage of time, the ancient battlefield of that year has formed a place of extreme yin and evil, with gusting winds and cold.

In this land of extreme yin, where the yin qi is stronger, there are often countless yin spirits swimming in it, and these yin spirits are not vegetarians. As soon as a living person approaches, the wandering Yin Spirits will swarm and pounce, frantically biting and devouring flesh, and even some powerful Yin Spirits can attack the depths of the Divine Soul and turn into a bloodthirsty zombie.

For thousands of years, there have been many monks who have fallen in the purple blood wasteland, and the number of bloodthirsty zombies is increasing year by year.

Since it is a legendary ancient battlefield, it is natural that many monks who venture to treasure treasure come to this wasteland full of white bones, hoping to obtain the ancient treasures left by the ancient monks.

However, the age of the ancient battlefield is too old, and most of the ancient treasures left behind are dilapidated and can no longer be used.

But there are also monks who are extremely lucky, who can find intact ancient treasures, either for their own use, or if they are sold separately, they can definitely exchange for a lot of spirit stones.

Of course, the "Purple Blood Wasteland" is not a good land, and if you want to get rich, you have to exchange your life for it!

Shen Qing came here, naturally wanting to collect Yin Souls, but with a rookie monk like him who had just entered the first level of Qi cultivation period, he could only collect some scattered Yin Souls on the edge of the ancient battlefield.

The danger of the Purple Blood Wasteland is clearly hinted at in the "Kyushu Primordial Chronicle", and then looking into the distance, you can vaguely see a few flickering figures, which seem to be monks who are about to enter the ancient battlefield.

When he first arrived, Shen Qing was still quite cautious, first finding a safe and secluded place to meditate to restore the true qi of the dantian.

After the true qi was abundant and the spirit and spirit reached the best state, Shen Qing cautiously touched the ancient battlefield.

The ancient battlefield was full of dangers, and Shen Qingzhi adapted to the misty environment, and his vision was slightly adapted, so he used the light body technique and accelerated his speed.

After flying close to the ground for about ten miles, the Yin Soul did not see one, but found three purple leaf grasses that had been hot for ten years.

Shen Qing had seen purple leaf grass on the stall in the fortress market, and the year was only ten years old, when there happened to be a qi practitioner buying purple leaf grass, and after the qi practitioner bargained, a purple leaf grass was sold for two lower grade spirit stones.

Three purple leaf grasses, worth at least six lower-grade spirit stones, for Shen Qing, this is the first harvest since he has grown so big, and the "threshold fee" for entering Daqing Mountain can be regarded as earned.

With the harvest, luck seemed to have come, and soon, Shen Qing saw a yin ghost wandering in the mist not far away.

The ghost was about a foot in size, translucent, with a round head and a thin body, no legs and feet, a black body surrounded by air, and blurred eyebrows, but two sharp claws on the upper limbs could be faintly seen.

When Shen Qing saw the yin soul at first glance, he was first shocked, then rejoiced, and his heart moved, and the soul refining jar suddenly flew out of the storage bag hanging on his waist, spinning in mid-air.

At this time, the yin spirit obviously smelled Shen Qing's breath of life, and immediately let out a strange "squeak" sound and pounced on it!

The Yin Soul was menacing, Shen Qing's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly pinched the Law Decision, drove the Soul Refining Jar towards the Yin Soul Cover, and shouted softly: "Close!"

I couldn't hear any sound, I saw that the black qi around the yin soul was torn by the soul refining jar, and when he exhaled, the black qi disappeared, and the yin spirit disappeared without a trace.

It's that easy?

Shen Qing was slightly stunned, and with a move of his hand, the soul refining jar flew back.

Shen Qing held the Soul Refining Jar in his hand, and his divine sense probed into the jar, only to see that the Yin Soul he had collected was flying wildly on the first layer.

The first shot was an easy success, Shen Qing was secretly happy in his heart, and his courage seemed to be a lot bigger, he sacrificed the soul refining jar above his head and continued to travel towards the ancient battlefield.

With the first experience, the next step is a lot easier.

There was no danger along the way, Shen Qing encountered several scattered Yin Souls, and absorbed them one by one with the Soul Refining Jar, first collecting them one by one, and after becoming proficient, when he encountered three or five small groups of Yin Souls, Shen Qing simply tried to collect them together.

I never thought that the Soul Refining Jar charging one Yin Soul was not much different from collecting three or five Yin Souls at the same time, but it was just more consuming True Qi.

Unconsciously, more than an hour had passed, and Shen Qing had been able to play with the Soul Refining Jar, and more than thirty Yin Souls had been successfully collected in the Soul Refining Jar.

The space for storing Yin Souls is quite large, and storing a large number of Yin Souls is not a problem, but Shen Qing gradually found that with the increase in the number of Yin Souls, when the Imperial Envoy refines the Soul Tank, the consumption of true qi in the body is also quite large.

It should be about the same, right?

At this moment, although Shen Qing was on the edge of the ancient battlefield, he had more than a hundred miles of land, and the further he went, the more frequent the Yin Ghost appeared.

Not far away, there was a group of Yin Spirits, about hundreds, and the aura of several of them was much stronger, the soul body was condensed, and the divine sense could even sense the hideous face of the Yin Soul, as well as the row of Sensen fangs in the big mouth.

Anything further is dangerous!

In his mind, Shen Qing was ready to accept it as soon as he saw it, and withdrew from the ancient battlefield.

Just as he was about to turn around, at this moment, there was a violent mana fluctuation not far away, and the swirling mist also rolled endlessly.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out, and then fled towards the place where Shen Qing was standing.

Before the figure arrived, a voice came: "Daoyou save me!"

The voice is coquettish, with a hint of trembling.

Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, and he also saw clearly that it was a pink-clothed woman who stepped on a flying sword and fled to the front.

The woman in pink was slender and had an extremely beautiful face, but her face was a little pale and showed a hint of panic.

Just when Shen Qing was secretly frightened that the aura exuded by the pink-clothed woman was stronger than his own, he saw that the pink-clothed woman's apricot eyes showed a trace of disdain, and she snorted softly in her mouth: "Unlucky, it turned out to be a little monk who practiced qi at the first level!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a strange laugh.

"Quack...... Little lady, see where you're going? Don't leave Dao Ye obediently! Let Dao Ye and I have a good life!"

With the strange laughter, a figure flashed out of the mist where the woman in pink had escaped before.

When the woman in pink heard this, her face suddenly turned pale, and she exclaimed: "Senior brother, help me stop it!"

Before the words stopped, the pink-clothed woman's delicate body shook, and she escaped in the blink of an eye!

Brother, I'm!

Shen Qing is not stupid, he doesn't know that he has been yin, that damn woman is clearly a disaster and thinks of herself as a substitute for the dead!

The figure that let out a strange laugh came in an instant, and an aura much stronger than Shen Qing greeted the mask!

Shen Qing couldn't help but scatter, the person who came turned out to be a fourth-level Qi cultivator!

At this moment, Shen Qing could already see that the person who came was a young man in a black robe, who looked handsome, but he had a ruthless face.

Shen Qing didn't dare to stay, he ran as soon as he raised his legs, and instantly raised the light body technique to the extreme.

It's just that his figure flashed out only a few feet, and the black-robed young man behind him let out a light "huh", and shouted coldly: "Boy, don't leave it for Dao Ye yet!"

Shen Qing is deaf at the moment, and he can run away as far as he can!

Whew! A hot breath came from behind him.

Shen Qing was too familiar with the scorching breath, and with a "mom" sound in his mouth, his feet didn't stop, and he instantly released the earth wall technique to cover his body.

The black-robed young man's instantaneous fireball easily crushed Shen Qing's shield!

The fireball castrated non-stop, hitting Shen Qing's back hard!

Shen Qing only had time to perform the second Fire Wall Technique, and between the flames splashing, the second shield that could be condensed was once again defeated by the fireball!

Shen Qing only felt that his back was like a heavy hammer, and the hot and sharp pain in the vest came instantly, accompanied by a smell of burnt skin and flesh, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Shen Qing's body fell heavily several feet away, bringing up a cloud of dust, and his body twitched a few times, and then stopped moving......