Tongfeng Town has a population of just over 1,000 people, surrounded by smoky farms and yellow and green farmland.

There is a main street in the town with a few grocery stores, restaurants and inns.

Jin Ziming inquired and knew that there were two small shops here that collected mountain goods.

He took out seven first-order beast cores from his bag and put them in his arms, walked into the relatively larger shop, and said to the middle-aged man at the counter:

"Boss, I hunted a few first-order demon beasts, do you want to collect the beast core, what price?"

"Little brother, please show me how it is first." The boss showed joy and hurriedly said.

Jin Ziming put the seven beast cores on the counter, all of them were full of color, and there was a faint hint of fierceness.

"To be honest, the condition is not bad, but there are a few of them with weak breaths, and they should only be the weakest of the first-order demon beasts.

So then, I will take all these seven at the rate of three hundred taels of silver each. ”

Jin Ziming glanced at him and said:

"Don't bargain, three hundred and fifty taels, plus one message."

"Okay, but I need to know about it." The boss hesitated slightly, then hurriedly said.

"I'm a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and I want to join a sect of cultivation, I wonder if you can show me a clear path?"

"Little brother, as far as I know, the super faction in Zhongsheng Continent is the strongest, but there is no way to join a casual cultivator with a low cultivation like us.

In the big cities of Xijinzhou, there are also some great sects of cultivation, and I don't know which sects are stronger.

When I sold a batch of goods last month, I heard that there will be a big recruitment gate in Derong City, and you can try your luck.

However, Derong is more than 20,000 miles away, and if you walk or ride a horse, it is estimated that you will not be able to catch up. The middle-aged man sighed.

"Thank you boss, I don't know if there is a faster way to get to Derong City, please ask me." Jin Ziming arched his hand.

"I do know that from Tongfeng Town to the south, there is a Zhanxing City, where there is a teleportation formation that is only open to monks, and you can go directly to Derong City, but the asking price is really expensive."

"I'm sorry, boss, I'm lonely, what is the teleportation formation?" Jin Ziming asked suspiciously.

"I've only sat there once, and I heard from Monk Zhuji that the teleportation array is a spatial formation activated with spirit stones, which can teleport people to distant places in a very short time."

"Oh", Jin Ziming didn't understand either, so he had to write it down first.

He thanked the boss, took the silver ticket, went to the town to buy two horses, and began to eat and sleep in the open.

On the fifth day after leaving Tongfeng Town, the white horse, which was galloping in the wilderness, suddenly let out a mournful roar and fell to the ground.

Jin Ziming on the horseback was swept away, while another brown horse dragged the white horse, and it was difficult to walk, so he had to stop while roaring.

Although Jin Ziming was not on guard, his internal qi still helped him to glide in the air, and then landed steadily on the ground.

There was a "huh" sound in the air behind him.

"You have actually cultivated to the late stage of qi refining so quickly, the people of the Black Dragon Society are right, that Boss Jin left you is really a treasure."

A man flying with Edgeworth slowly fell from the air, he was tall and burly, although his appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were blazing, giving people a great sense of oppression.

"Sent by Honghai?" Jin Ziming asked.

"You guessed it. It's really not easy to find you, but fortunately, I went to that town to catch a trace of your breath with a magic weapon.

If you really let you go to Derong City to join the third-level sect, then I won't have a problem with you in the future, but fortunately I will catch up in time. The man said happily.

"The early days of foundation building?"

"Hehe, I guessed wrong this time, the peak level of the middle stage of the contemptible foundation.

If you have any ability, hurry up, I'm a person who shoots, and basically doesn't leave anything alive. The man laughed playfully.

Jin Ziming has been killed for a long time, although he knows that he has met the strongest opponent, but he is still calm in his heart.

The silver-winged flying snake that injured him in the black forest, his cultivation was also in the middle of the second order, and he was not killed in the end?

Although the human cultivation moves are exquisite, and the combat power is often better than that of the demon beasts of the same level, if you let go today, there may still be a glimmer of life.

Jin Ziming unfolded the "Virtual and Real Whirlwind Knife" and took the initiative to attack it.

The other party saw that his sword skills were rude, so he simply swung his sword, wanting to test his depth.

Unexpectedly, Jin Ziming used false strength, and after the sword qi deviated the long sword slightly, the sword suddenly appeared, and his backhand slashed towards the man's shoulder.

The man let out a soft "huh" again, and his body floated backwards, avoiding the ferocious knife.

"It's kind of interesting." The man couldn't help but praise.

Immediately, he flew forward, and the tip of the long sword kept trembling under the stimulation of internal qi, flashing sword flowers.

With the cooperation of the ghostly body technique, Jin Ziming had no way to dodge at all, and he didn't even know how to parry, and he realized the huge difference between the foundation building monk and the second-order demon beast.

He could only bite the bullet, the external acupoints were fully open, and the self-built pipes in his body roared, and together with the dantian, he desperately injected energy into the cold moon.

Then he didn't look at the changes in the opponent's sword moves, just in the area covered by the enemy's sword, he took care of himself and performed the actual moves in the "Virtual and Real Whirlwind Knife", so that Leng Yue could weave an impermeable knife net in front of him.

The sword flower pierced into the net cover, and the continuous sound of weapon impact sounded, and Jin Ziming was shocked to retreat six or seven steps in a row before he stabilized his body.

And the sword cultivator on the opposite side was actually forced to fly out upside down, and Fang unloaded that force.

"The internal qi and strength are good, then I have to do my best."

failed to please two moves in a row, and the man's face was a little unbearable.

He flew up again, and this time, the long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a soft sword.

Obviously stabbed Jin Ziming's abdomen, Leng Yue had just blocked it, but unexpectedly, the sword body rotated, and it stabbed his left shoulder like a poisonous snake, and immediately let a blood hole break there, and the sword qi surged in, wanting to destroy his vitality.

Jin Ziming frantically ran the second and third layers of the "Blood Refining and Quenching Technique" before he forced out the fierce sword qi.

But this was only the beginning, the soft sword fluttered, sometimes turning, sometimes stabbing straight, sometimes shaking like a wave, piercing more and more holes in Jin Ziming's body.

Although his vitality was strong, the "Blood Refining and Quenching Technique" was already somewhat unable to resist the invasion of more and more sword qi, and after losing too much blood, the objects in front of him had begun to blur.

As his right chest was once again opened, he could no longer support it, and was swept out by the surging sword qi, and the wound was already gushing with blood.

Jin Ziming stumbled to his feet, his eyes dizzy even more, and he could only vaguely see a figure walking slowly in front of him.

"Are you going to die here? Lao Jin's revenge has not been avenged, my dream of sword cultivation has not been realized, and the fairy has not yet had it, I am unwilling! ”

Grief and indignation made him look up to the sky and howl.

Jin Ziming's main injuries are super serious now, although the sword qi in his body is raging, but the "Blood Refining and Quenching Technique" still tenaciously protects his heart veins, dantian and main organs, and the vitality is still seventy percent, and the consumption of soul power is also very small.

What is needed most at the moment is calmness, as long as you stay calm, there may be a glimmer of life.

Since his eyes were no longer able to enter the battle, Jin Ziming simply closed his eyes and sensed the enemy with his divine soul and special ear power.

With the cooperation of the two, he actually clearly "saw" the sword cultivator who came with a cruel smile in his mind.

Seeing that the bloody man who was lying on his back had closed his eyes and looked like he was resigned to his fate, the man suddenly felt bored and decided to end the battle here.

The sword light flashed and slashed towards Jin Ziming's neck, who knew that the dying person happened to use his bowed body to complete the fullest accumulation.

His body suddenly shot out like an arrow from the string, not only avoiding the attack of the long sword, but also stabbing into the left ribs of the incoming person, breaking two bones at the same time, and also pouring Sen Han's sword qi into it.

Jian Xiu screamed miserably, and his body flew desperately to the right side, so as to avoid more tragic damage.

The man stopped in the distance, took out a pill and put it in his mouth, put another ointment on the wound, and immediately gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, you've completely angered me, now don't think about dying, I'm going to scrape you alive."

Jin Ziming gasped, he did his best with this knife, but under the other party's unguardedness, he still failed to hit this person hard, which made him feel a trace of despair.

But with his bloody nature, a man can only die in battle, and he will never admit his fate and give up.

Jin Ziming forcibly ran the "Blood Refining and Quenching Technique" to repair those bloody wounds, but the sword that stabbed his chest just now was too big, and the blood couldn't stop gushing out.

A growing feeling of dizziness came from the trauma, which had left him delirious.