This young man in a black shirt is simply terrifying, he actually hides his true cultivation in a special way to prevent others from discovering it, a typical pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Glancing at the young man again, Mo Ning slowly moved away from his position without a trace, his footsteps moved, and his body instantly entered the mountains and forests, and the yuan power in his body poured out like money and injected into his legs.

Mo Ning knew that after the trial of the Qingxu Sect began, I was afraid that it would not be long before this group of people would fight, and he had to stay away from everyone first, find a remote place, and slowly look for centrifugal flowers.

The body quickly swept past the tall trees, Mo Ning's eyes quickly scanned, and then landed on a remote mountain, he made up his mind in his heart, and the yuan power in his body suddenly exploded, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, sweeping towards the mountain.

And just as Mo Ning thought, not long after the people who participated in the enrollment trial entered the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, the more than ten martial artists of the Essence Realm actually turned around in unison, and between the spurts of Yuan Li, they rushed into the crowd behind them like hungry wolves, killing them wantonly!

Those martial artists who were only in the middle of the Fan Yuan Realm, where could they stop the cultivation of the martial artists of the Essence Realm? They were all killed directly, and only some of the martial artists in the late stage of the Fan Yuan Realm were lucky enough to escape, or those who had expected an accident like Mo Ning were also spared the disaster of innocence.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect such a group of weak people to dare to come to participate in the enrollment trial of the Qingxu Sect, I really don't know how to write this death?"

At the very edge of the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, many martial artists of the Essence Realm stopped most of the martial artists of the Fan Yuan Realm, surrounded by them, their expressions were full of disdain and disdain, and they even laughed directly.

Among them, there is a big man in the Essence Realm, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a horizontal face and a scar on his right eye, which looks very strong, and the surrounding Essence Realm martial artists, it is obvious that more than half of the people are headed by him.

This big man was holding a machete, and the cold light on it flickered, extremely sharp, but no matter how strong this cold light was, it couldn't compare to the glint in the eyes of this big man, I saw this big man looking at the group of mortal Yuan Realm martial artists who were surrounded by more than ten of them who were Jing Realm martial artists, and his eyes erupted with endless bloodlust, his hands trembled violently with excitement, and from time to time he swung the big knife violently, and a head with a frightened color flew up, and blood splashed!

"Don't go too far! this place is very close to the valley, if you continue to slaughter, you will definitely be discovered by Deacon Lin Feng!"

After a pock-faced martial artist in the late stage of the Fan Yuan Realm saw the people around him being slaughtered by that big man one after another, his whole body trembled with fear, his saliva swallowed wildly, his face was shocked, and he regretted it very much in his heart, why didn't he just use his body technique and leave, otherwise he would not have encountered such an end!

"Hahaha. Hearing the words of this pockmarked face, the big man suddenly laughed wildly, and a majestic Yuan Force suddenly gushed out with laughter, setting off a gust of strong wind, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

"Haven't you noticed yet? The people of the Qingxu Sect have already acquiesced in our actions, otherwise, they would have stopped it a long time ago!"

The words of this big man completely broke the only hope in the heart of the pockmarked face, and a pair of eyes stared blankly at the fierce face of the big man in front of him, and his eyes revealed despair.

"Poof!!"

A splash of flesh and blood came out, and before the pockmarked face came to his senses at all, it was already cut in half by the big man, and a strong smell of blood suddenly wafted out, making those Fan Yuan Realm martial artists who were already frightened even more afraid.

On the contrary, when those martial artists of the Essence Realm smelled this bloody smell, there was a hint of murderous intent in their eyes, but they became more excited, and all of them were rolling with Yuan Force, and their hands were either knives or swords, rushing towards the surrounded Mortal Yuan Realm martial artists, and in an instant, they screamed again and again, and blood splashed everywhere!

The gap between the Fan Yuan Realm and the Essence Realm is not as exaggerated as the Essence Realm and the Expansion Pill Realm, but it is also like a ravine between heaven and earth, these martial artists of the Fan Yuan Realm are hundreds, but under the hands of these martial artists who only have more than a dozen Essence Realms, they are like weak scholars who are powerless, and they are wantonly slaughtered!

"Hahaha! Happy! My Wang Gang has never killed so happily in so many years! Hahaha!"

The ferocious man led the other Essence Realm martial artists into the crowd, Yuan Li surged wildly, and with a random wave of the big sword in his hand, several hideous heads were thrown into the sky, and a viscous rain of blood fell.

In the face of a group of martial artists who don't have any fighting spirit, these more than ten people in the Essence Realm are simply like slaughtering pigs and dogs, it's easy!

The earth-shattering screams rang out from the edge of the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, hovering and echoing in the sky, but no one came to help.

Not far away, among the ten pillars of light in the valley, the immortal cultivators inside also watched Wang Gang's slaughter with great interest, but they didn't stop it, allowing them to kill the martial artists of the Fan Yuan Realm.

At this time, among the woods several miles away from Wang Gang and them, a white figure was galloping rapidly, and with every step he took, the whole person would appear five or six steps away, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao.

This white figure is Mo Ning!

As if hearing the scream, Mo Ning's swift figure suddenly stopped, his body under a white shirt tensed, his fists clenched violently, his shawl was distributed, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the valley, without the slightest expression on his face, but in those dark eyes, there was a strong desire!

It was a desire to be powerful! a desire to become an immortal cultivator!

Bursts of screams echoed in his ears, Mo Ning was silent for a while, he knew that this was the end of insufficient strength, in this era, only strength could decide everything, if it weren't for the fact that he relied on the function of his heart to cultivate "Shifting Steps" to the realm of Dacheng, the speed was even faster than the late stage of the Fan Yuan Realm, I am afraid that now he is also in that group of people, slaughtered by others!

"The current cultivation is far from enough!"

Mo Ning's eyes suddenly burst out with a burst of essence, and the fine iron long knife behind him was pulled out in an instant, waving a whistling wind, and under the sunlight, the cold light came out!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ning's heart was firm, his eyes looked at the remote mountain in the distance, his body moved again, and he galloped away over the towering trees.

Now, Mo Ning is to avoid the edge of those Essence Realm martial artists first, and improve his cultivation, this Desolate Demon Mountain Range, for him, may also be an opportunity, the light is that when Mo Ning was in a hurry, he picked a fifty-year-old Ganoderma lucidum on the road!

Of course, along the way, Mo Ning encountered more, but there were many fierce beasts, almost every fierce beast had a breath in the middle of the Fan Yuan Realm and above, if it weren't for his "Soul Casting Technique", he would have been besieged by a large group of powerful fierce beasts!

After spending nearly a day, Mo Ning finally came to the remote mountain, surrounded by towering ancient trees, with lush branches and leaves, which ordinary people could not find without paying attention.

Coming to the foot of this mountain, Mo Ning stopped, panting, his chest rose and fell slightly, and most of his Yuan Force was consumed, but now he could temporarily avoid the threat of that group of Spirit Realm martial artists, this place is located in the easternmost part of the outer periphery of the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, and the valley that came in was close to the west, and for a while, others would not explore such a far place.

Following the path between the mountains, Mo Ning held the long iron knife in his hand, and while walking, he also looked around, but found that this mountain seemed to be a little different.

In addition to the woods and lakes, there are many raised stone pillars on this mountain, and most of the entire mountain is covered with them.

Frowning slightly, Monin then came to a small stream, cut down a tree, and made a bonfire.

"The harvest of the day was not bad. ”

Finding a large boulder and sitting cross-legged, Mo Ning took the package, a smile appeared on his face, and he saw that there were two Ganoderma lucidum plants inside, and three ginseng were lying quietly in it.

Mo Ning secretly made a rough calculation, these two strains of Ganoderma lucidum are almost fifty years old, and the three strains of ginseng are two thirty years old and one eighty years old.

After adjusting his state, Mo Ning exhaled a breath of turbidity, then his eyes slowly closed, and with a wave of his hand, he directly stuffed the two lingzhi plants into his mouth and swallowed them in his stomach.

"Boom!!"

Two majestic energies exploded from Mo Ning's body, scurrying wildly in his meridians, making Mo Ning feel that his meridians seemed to have a feeling of being torn apart, and he was in great pain.

"Drink!"

With a burst of applause in his heart, Mo Ning instantly ran the "General Sutra", and the Yuan Force ran in the body one after another, constantly refining the energy that burst out of the two Ganoderma lucidum, and the Yuan Force was continuously refined, and the breath on his body was also enhanced at all.

Now for Mo Ning, the most important thing is enough energy, since he has the powerful ability of the cool breath gushing out of his heart, Mo Ning no longer needs to worry about the obstacles in the comprehension of the exercises!

Holding his breath and concentrating, Mo Ning urged the "General Sutra Book" with all his might, and every day of operation, a large amount of majestic pure yuan power would be refined and dispersed in the body.

"This Desolate Demon Mountain Range is simply a treasure land!"

Feeling the rapid accumulation of Yuan Force in his body, Mo Ning felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, if he continued according to this trend, I am afraid that it would not be long before he could break through to the late stage of the Fan Yuan Realm!

As long as Mo Ning has enough Yuan Power to urge the Soul Casting Technique, then he can bypass some threats, and at the same time, he can also find many precious herbs, which are far less dangerous than others in the Desolate Demon Mountain Range!