The two monsters were booming, and those monkeys and monkeys were shouting and cheering on the side, which was very humane.

Mo Wuxian couldn't help but wonder, these demonic beasts really opened up with their wisdom as their cultivation improved!

He looked at Sanyang Guo again, the eight crocodiles were not a big threat to him, he was afraid that there were thousands of them below.

And although the young man of Tianlong Pavilion was watching the excitement, his eyes kept scanning the Sanyang Fruit, and he could see that he was waiting for an opportunity to move.

Thinking of Qinghe, he knew that time could not wait. So, he jumped out of the treetops.

The Void walked forward, looking like a leisurely stroll.

The moment the young man of the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion appeared, he showed a look of vigilance. Seeing him flying without emitting any breath again, he immediately hesitated.

Only the master of martial arts can have no color, is the person in front of him a master of martial arts?

Thinking of this, the young man was startled, but he was really unwilling to look at Sanyang Guo.

The young man watched Mo Wuxian walk in slowly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"If I were you, get out of here!" Mo Wuxian smiled slightly, revealing his shiny teeth.

The young man didn't know the bottom of his heart, but he was muttering, aren't you me now? Why don't you leave and let me leave?

Mo Wuxian didn't speculate too much about the young man's thoughts, but continued to approach the Sanyang Fruit.

After reaching the range of the eight crocodiles, his speed suddenly increased, and he entered their ambush circle like a streamer.

At the same time, the eight crocodiles rushed out of the water at the same time, opened their terrifying huge mouths, and collectively bit all over Mo Wuxie's body.

Mo Wuxian laughed coldly, and instantly escaped into the divine tomb.

The sad thing was that the eight demonic beasts did not bite Mo Wuxie, but instead collided with each other, and suddenly there was a thudding sound.

Mo Wuxian calculated the time accurately, and appeared in an instant. At this time, it was the time when the eight crocodiles collided together and had a tendency to fall.

In other words, now is the time for crocodiles to make a living.

I saw him suddenly turn into a series of figures, and stomp heavily on the crocodile's head.

Bang bang bang - the eight crocodiles rushed several times faster than they landed in the swamp, and suddenly stirred up the mud for tens of meters.

Mo Wuxian stood on the edge of the Sanyang Tree, revealing a hint of joy, there were actually three of these fruits. Without hesitation, he took out the jade box, wrapped the three fruits in Xuan Qi, plucked them, put them in, and then flew away in one direction.

From the time he shot the crocodile to the time he picked the fruit, the speed was unimaginable, and the young man of the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion only felt that there was a figure in front of him, and he flew away, and the fruit that made him salivate was gone.

The boy pinched his fingers and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

And the two demonic beasts also stopped, looked in the direction of the fruit, and suddenly roared like thunder, and rushed towards the boy.

The young man was so shocked that he no longer cared about the feeling of heartache, and hurriedly ran away. However, he is following Mo Wuxie's direction, and it seems that he is still a thief.

Mo Wuxian is naturally very clear about the effect of the Three Yang Fruits. Although the Sanyang fruit can increase people's lifespan, he did not eat it, but planned to practice it into a pill to make the life-extending effect of the Sanyang fruit more significant and distribute it to those who need it.

The Sanyang Fruit was there, but there were still dozens of medicinal materials needed to refine the Three-Turn Soul Gathering Pill that had not been found, and he could only hope that he could get all the medicinal materials from this, especially the two-flavor main medicine Seven-Star Knotweed Spirit Fruit and Nine-Leaf Spirit Bead Grass.

He was so fast and didn't change color, so it was just a few turns in the forest, and anyone who tried to follow him would be thrown off.

Suddenly, he stopped on a tree, looked at a mark on the trunk, looked puzzled, and then suddenly became confused.

There is a sword symbol on this trunk, which should be the gathering code of the Sword Pavilion.

He followed the direction of the sword, flew to the left front, and after flying for a while, he found another sword-shaped mark. He knew that his direction was not wrong, and it seemed that it would not be difficult to find Qinghe.

Follow the signs and crisscross the forest, and two hours pass in a flash.

He suddenly stopped again, and realized that he had lost his way, and circled around the marker. And the sign of this sword is not only a code for gathering, but also a sign for the way out. It is not difficult to deduce that the person who carved this mark is also lost!

But he circled the forest, and found no one lost.

It kind of stuck him in a kind of fog barrier.

It was quiet, there was no sound, and there were no signs of life at all.

He thought about it for a moment, didn't follow the mark again, and then went around again, and still came back here.

This must not be taken seriously. It seems to be a formation here.

It's like a labyrinth. If you can't find a way out, you can only stay here forever.

He thought about it for a moment and decided to mark it himself and continue to find his way.

So, with a dagger, he carved a cross mark on the tree, and then continued to leap, and it is not difficult to imagine that when he was about to carve the last mark, he found the first mark he had carved.

Until now, it has been going around in circles.

He was a little irritable, what kind of place was this.

He climbed to the top of the tree, and suddenly felt a terrifying coercion. The trees here are all fifty meters tall, and the treetops are just at this height, so you can't see any change at all.

He wasn't stupid enough to fight against this kind of coercion, because he didn't understand what kind of energy it was made of.

He landed on the tree again, and after a while, he noticed a blue light flying in the distance. This person is the young man who wants to get the Sanyang Fruit.

He did not make a sound, nor did he follow the man, but hid in the leaves, and waited quietly.

After an hour, the boy from the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion came back again.

It was only at this point that Mo Wuxian showed a wry smile, he was really trapped!

How do you get out? He calmed down, and the more flustered he was in this situation, the more he couldn't get out.

And where is the one who left the mark?

He fell to the ground, which was thick of fallen leaves and the faint smell of decay underneath.

He brushed aside the fallen leaves, and he saw the rotting leaves. He continued to pick at the fallen leaves, and after a while, he opened a hole and finally saw the dirt below.

The thickness of this fallen leaf is actually three meters high, which is enough to see how long the years of the Illusory Heaven Spirit Realm have been!

The soil is red and grainy, with cracks like cobwebs, and it seems that it is unsuitable for any plants, but there are so many trees, which is a bit unusual.

Suddenly, he felt a darkness. He knew it was already dark. Jumping out of this big pit and looking at the whole forest, there is a hint of vigilance.

The forest was covered with a layer of mist, and the silence carried a sign of danger.

Startled, he immediately flew up to the treetops again to observe the changes.

Suddenly, there was a whimpering sound in the forest, as creepy as a ghost hell.

At the same time, the wind suddenly rose. The wind was howling, and the fallen leaves that blew the ground tumbled continuously, rolling in one direction......