Wei Zhen stopped silently, lowered his head and pondered, always feeling that he had inadvertently ignored something, and one petal after another slipped quietly in front of his eyes, silently blending into the ground, as if this land was their final destination.

He didn't know how long he stared like this, his eyes suddenly lit up, his body moved quickly, his hands dug sharply into the ground, and five or six small pits of different depths appeared one after another, and endless petals fell into the pit, like flowing water filtering sand, leaving no trace.

Wei Zhen vaguely felt that he had grasped a clue, this petal in the sky seemed to be a rootless thing, and he didn't know where to fall from the sky, and he didn't know where to go.

Where the hell did they go? Maybe that's the key to getting out of here.

Wei Zhen closed his eyes, a bold idea in his heart gradually generated, he took out the sword of Sura, swung it again and again, and dug a hole under his feet in the blink of an eye that was three feet square and more than four feet deep, and then jumped into it directly.

The surrounding soil began to squirm and close inward, gradually wrapping him into a soil dumpling, Wei Zhen lifted the talisman spirit cover, and at the same time opened his spiritual eyes, his eyes were filled with a deep gray, and he couldn't see anything, and his body slowly sank down.

The speed of settling was extremely slow, he simply closed his eyes and waited, and he didn't know how long time had passed, and his breathing seemed to be a little difficult, at this moment, there was a muffled sound in his ears, and his body had a feeling of landing.

Wei Zhen stretched out his hand and pushed, a rebound force came along his arm, there seemed to be a layer of diaphragm blocking the outside, he slashed with his sword, a bright light suddenly appeared, and he quickly drilled out.

Looking back, a cocoon-like crust of earth stood upright behind him, covered with petals, and he began to look at the terrain around him.

In front of me was a small lonely valley, dimly lit, the ground full of broken flower petals, and above the head was an unknown layer of gray earth.

Wei Zhen walked forward, and only after walking a few dozen steps, he found that there were several flower cocoons with the same shape as those drilled out of him not far away.

He waited patiently for a while, but no one came out of it, and when he looked closer, he realized that the color of these cocoons was different, and it seemed to be some years old.

He took a few steps back, took out the black wood short bow, and shot an arrow, the "Green Arrow", and the blue light slashed through the deep valley, and suddenly broke a hole in one of the cocoons.

There was a soft sound of "yo", and after a while, the cocoon shattered, and a somewhat humanoid monster came out of it, with a flash of yellow light in its eyes, and suddenly pounced on Wei Zhen.

Wei Zhen shot another arrow, hitting the abdomen of the humanoid monster, and the monster's body twisted, breaking into two, and turned into a pile of loess in the blink of an eye.

Wei Zhen walked over, flicked the sword with Xiula, and an earthy yellow bead suddenly appeared in the mound, he leaned over and picked it up carefully, and a pure earthy aura overflowed in his palm.

Thinking of everything that had happened to the Qingfeng World before, Wei Zhen suddenly thought that this might be the place where the Earth Spirit Root appeared. But what kind of monster was that, and why did these petals seal it inside?

He furrowed his brow and tucked the beads into the ash bag.

Next, he slayed the remaining humanoid monsters in the cocoon in the same way, each time obtaining an earthy yellow bead. The level of these humanoid monsters is not high, they are only around the sixth level spirit master, and the earth aura in the beads cannot be absorbed.

Wei Zhen didn't know what these beads were for, and before he knew it, people had walked out of this valley.

Beyond the valley, the terrain is extremely flat, with a forest of low earth pillars, and at the end of each pillar stands a cocoon, which is nearly twice as large as in the valley.

He wanted to find out, but without much thought, he broke open a cocoon again, and without accident, a humanoid monster came out of it, but when Wei Zhen pulled his bow again and shot it, the second arrow actually missed.

The moment the humanoid monster appeared, the figure suddenly burrowed into the ground, he was surprised in his heart, and then a sense of danger suddenly struck, and a huge force gushed out behind him, Wei Zhen didn't have time to think about it, one sideways, and punched back.

Wei Zhen took three or four steps back, his figure stood still, and he looked fixedly, it was the humanoid monster that attacked him.

"That's amazing!"

This humanoid monster was only a seventh-level spirit master's cultivation, but the punch just now was extremely powerful, and Wei Zhen did not take any advantage.

Since he gained the inexplicable power in his body, he has not really encountered such an opponent, so he immediately put away the black wood short bow and rushed out in one step, and the lightning of the "Spirit Fighting Fist" was swung out, and the humanoid monster no longer drilled into the ground to dodge, and bombarded with him.

After three or five collisions, the humanoid monster's body shattered, although its strength was not weak, it could not resist the erosion contained in Wei Zhen's fist power, there was only one bead left in the loess, and the light was a little brighter than the previous ones.

Wei Zhen put away the beads, thinking that although this humanoid monster was clumsy, its attack was heavy, and his heart couldn't help but feel hot. I don't know where the Zhao brothers got the "Spirit Fighting Fist", but it is a spiritual skill suitable for using strength. Judging from the appearance of these monsters, there must be an earth spirit root here, and the earth spirit root is more important than strength and defense, if it can be obtained, the power of the "Spirit Fighting Fist" is bound to go to a higher level, and it is very suitable for him now.

Wei Zhen had this thought in his mind, but his mind calmed down, before the power in his body awakened, he didn't have much thought about the spiritual root, but now that he weighed it carefully, he felt that it was not impossible for him to obtain it.

"Now we have to take one step at a time and try our best to fight for opportunities!"

He had made up his mind, so he continued to kill the humanoid monsters in the flower cocoon along the way, since these earthy yellow beads appeared inexplicably, they must have a role that he did not know about.

I don't know how long time has passed, and there are already twenty-nine earthy yellow beads in Wei Zhen's ash bag, during which he stopped to rest twice and resume his cultivation.

When the thirtieth humanoid monster was shattered by his punch, there were no beads in the remaining mound, but a white silk grass was born, and a petal at the tip of the grass was green and fragrant.

"What is this?" The moment the fragrance entered his nose, Wei Zhen only felt refreshed and refreshed.

But at this moment, a sword suddenly shot from behind.

Wei Zhenxin sensed, his left foot spun, and his right leg moved sideways, which was able to avoid the blow.

Not far away, a young man with a long sword stood with his head held high, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, on which was engraved an image of three peaks gathering, which was the symbol of the Da Tian sect.

"Hand over the rootless flower and all the beads!I'll make you die a happy death!" the young man didn't seem to look at Wei Zhen at all, and he saw the hunchbacked humanoid slave mark on Wei Zhen's left forearm.

"What is a rootless flower?" Wei Zhen didn't mean to be angry at all, and didn't seem to pay attention to the sneak attack just now.

"A slave is a slave, ignorant and stupid -- it's okay, let you die and understand! The rootless flower was originally born without roots, but because of the strange nature of the soil here, it has a flower that can be encountered but not sought, and it is a rare thing to improve mental power. You are very lucky, but you are also extremely bad, and you can meet such treasures. Well, you can die!"

After the young man said this, he seemed to be extremely impatient, and the long sword swung suddenly, and the sword shadow was like a mountain, and it slashed straight towards Wei Zhen.

Wei Zhen didn't dodge, and with a stroke of spiritual power, the "Spirit Fighting Fist" struck out blatantly, and the fist was like a blade, colliding with the sword shadow in one place.

"It's a bit capable!" The young man snorted coldly, Wei Zhen's ability to dodge a sneak attack of his own had already made him slightly frightened, and at this moment, he was not at all inferior to blocking his sword head-on.

He slightly put away his contempt, the sword momentum changed, the long sword was like a hundred jun power, slowly falling, in the shadow of the sword, a mountain peak prototype showed, it was the "Nuoshan Sword" sword style of the Xiantian faction.

Wei Zhen's posture remained unchanged, his fists were raised diagonally, and when the phantom of the mountain peak was a foot above his head, he swung it out with all his strength, and there was a faint whistling sound under this punch.

The second confrontation between the two came to an end, and they were still evenly divided, and the surging spiritual power blew up the pieces of residual flowers on the ground.

A hint of shock flashed in the young man's eyes, and then a sneer rose. "You can really die this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly rose into the air, holding the sword in both hands, and he swung in the air and threw himself down. This sword seemed to be much more elegant than the first sword, and the mountain peak in the shadow of the sword was upside down, like a second sword, and it was plunged into the head along with the sword in his hand.

Wei Zhen's dark face sank, a wisp of black intent spread deep in his pupils, and the inexplicable power in his body was mobilized by him at this time, and in an instant, a force that seemed to make his body and mind throb filled his body.

He shouted, and the third "Spirit Fighting Fist" was swung, and with this swing, the power in his body seemed to have found an outlet, surging towards the fist.

The young man was in mid-air, and a trace of horror suddenly arose on his already smug face, before that, he was full of thought that his opponent would inevitably die under his sword, but as Wei Zhen's fist approached, he actually had a sense of life and death crisis, just because he saw a rich inky black intent in that fist, as if it was a symbol of death.

"Are you the Shura Demon Clan?" he let out a scream of horror.

With a "boom", the young man's body fell from the air like a defeat, and the long sword in his hand flew somewhere.

"I'm not. Wei Zhen's figure flashed, approaching the young man's side, Xiu Lajian slashed down categorically, these sect disciples all have life-saving means, he will not give the other party such a chance.

In addition, he also thought of what Mu Ziyin had said, he must not let people see him use the Demon Clan's spirit technique, unless the other party is dead.

Wei Zhen quickly took off the storage bag on the young man's body, threw it into his arms without looking, picked the rootless flowers again, and then changed directions and quickly left here.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he participated in the battle to change his life.