It turned out that Ye Qi secretly sneaked away from Beiling Pass that day, and finally returned to his hometown Dingguo after several rounds, and then helped establish the Xiuzhen family and molded the spiritual root for his father, which took almost a year, but it was in this year that the entire north-south situation has begun to change a lot.

Ye Qi flew all the way to the quilt, and soon arrived at a mountain range tens of thousands of miles away from Beiling Pass, which was the territory of the Guiyuan Sect called Yuanshan. Although Yuanshan is not a place full of spiritual energy, it produces many low-level spiritual grasses, attracting many loose cultivators in the early and middle stages of qi cultivation to gather here.

"No, according to the map, there should be a lot of Qi cultivators coming and going here, why didn't I find a few figures along the way, I can't even find someone to ask the reason. Ye Qi's bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Ye Qi followed the map and soon came to a mountain col, where there was originally a market called Dingyuan Valley, and when Ye Qi arrived, he found that the formation here was shattered, and there was only a pile of ruins left.

"This place belongs to the jurisdiction of the Guiyuan Sect, and it is ...... to be destroyed like this" Ye Qi was surprised in his heart. He took out his radar and began to detect nearby psychic waves.

It was soon discovered that Ye Qi found that there were spiritual energy fluctuations in a valley thirty miles away.

Ye Qi quickly approached the valley and found that there were nearly a hundred low-level Qi Cultivation Cultivators who were bound by lock set magic weapons, most of these people were only in the middle stage of Qi cultivation, and the highest was only in the late stage of Qi training.

And next to him, a black-robed monk in the early stage of the Heavenly Vein, with nine monks who had perfected their Qi cultivation, was boiling medicinal herbs in a large cauldron. Ye Qi judged from the clothes that these black-robed monks were the monks of the Soul Leaving Demon Sect among the four major demon sects in the north.

"Leave us alone. We're just a casual ...... near Dingyuanfang."

"Please...... these low-level cultivators kept crying, but those black-robed monks were indifferent.

The Celestial Vein Cultivator at the head sneered, "Let you go." Although your cultivation is low, it is also a good material for boiling the Blood Spirit Soul Pill. ”

"Blood Spirit Soul Pill ......" Ye Qi listened. The heart is like a pinprick in the heart. This is an extremely evil elixir, which is a kind of demonic elixir made by using the flesh and blood essence of a cultivator as a material, adding some spiritual herbs, and finally refining. After taking it, it can improve the cultivation of the demon monk and restore his strength in a short time.

The monks of the Soul Leaving Demon Sect are proficient in this way, and the evil methods such as extracting souls and refining souls, smelting flesh and blood, etc., are extremely vicious. The demon cultivator who was the leader said with a smug look on his face: "Now that I have left the Soul Holy Sect, I have gone south, and I need a large amount of pills. This Blood Spirit Soul Pill can just help my Holy Sect disciples regulate their bodies, and help my Holy Sect disciples take down the Southern Ant Sect with one body!"

Hearing this, after many casual cultivators knew their murderous purpose, they began to struggle desperately, but their cultivation was too low to help at all.

In order to prevent them from resisting, those black-robed demon cultivators of the Soul Leaving Demon Sect who had completed their qi cultivation also took out a long red whip and kept whipping it. These low-level cultivators let out shouts and screams.

"Don't get killed! you have to use it for refining alive in order to get the best out of the effect of the Blood Spirit Soul Pill!" the corner of the demon cultivator's mouth showed a hint of ferocity, and in his eyes, these low-level cultivators were like ants.

"Please. Spare my grandson, the old man is willing to kill, but my grandson is only twelve years old, please beg the uncles of the Northern Holy Sect. Let him go!" a white-haired old man kept struggling with his bound body, constantly kneeling down and begging for mercy, and next to him was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. There was anger and fear in his eyes.

"Old Meng?" Ye Qi frowned when he saw the old man. This Meng Lao, Ye Qi knows each other. He is the deacon in charge of Shuiyun Pavilion in Shuiyunxian Fang, and he was the person Yan Caixuan found when he took Ye Qi to Shuiyunxian Fang to rent a cave mansion. This person is friends with Yan Caixuan's grandfather. Therefore, he used to take good care of Yan Caixuan, who was mixed in Shuiyun Xianfang.

At the beginning, Meng Lao fled with his family because of the chaos in Shuiyun Xianfang, and finally went north to Dingyuan Valley Shifang in the north, he had a certain amount of savings, so the family was quite stable, but he didn't expect to encounter the four major demon sects to raid south. This turned the originally safe Dingyuan Valley Market into a dangerous place on the cusp of the limelight.

"Please, you can do well, I only have this one grandson, knock......" Meng Lao struggled and kept kowtowing, like pounding garlic.

"Grandpa didn't ask for them, they were scumbags, they killed their parents, I don't share the ......sky with them," the young man next to Meng Lao said angrily, his blood-red eyes stared at these black-robed people, and there was endless resentment in his eyes.

"How dare you look at us with such eyes!" A black-robed monk who had cultivated his qi and cultivated his qi to perfection was furious when he saw the little boy's eyes, but then a playful smile appeared on his face. "Hmph, it's just a dying!"

Suddenly, the Heavenly Vein Stage monk who was the leader suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, this bad old man didn't say that I forgot, this little bastard is still a monk with a double spirit root, and he has already practiced qi at the age of twelve, if it is used as a medicinal guide, I am afraid that the medicinal power of the Blood Spirit Spirit Soul Pill refined will be increased by one percent!"

"You...... You...... It's hard to die...... "Boss Meng scolded. Meng Lao didn't expect that the people of the Northern Demon Sect would be so vicious, and hated that he hadn't left the dangerous place in advance in order to earn more spirit stones, so that he and his grandson were in such danger.

"Hahaha, I have been practicing in the Dian for many years, if I am cursed by you old man, then do I still need to cultivate hard?" The black-robed Heavenly Vein Stage cultivator Yu Dian's eyes were full of viciousness. "Today, I will first put this little mongrel into the medicine and put it into the boiler to refine the essence, so that the old mongrel is estimated to have a strong grudge, and the power of the Demon Dao Pill refined by such a grudge will be slightly improved!"

Saying this, Yu Dian's hand moved, and he instantly took Meng Lao's grandson with the True Yuan Force.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" the boy struggled desperately, but his cultivation was too low, and he was trapped tightly.

"Little bastard, it's not honest when you die!" Yu Dian laughed viciously.

Just as he was about to throw the child into the boiling boiler, a faint red light flashed, and in the red light there was a flying sword with extremely obscure aura fluctuations.

Yu Dian was horrified in his heart, he was able to send out a flying sword sneak attack, and he was only discovered when he was only four or five feet close to his body, which showed that the owner of this flying sword was very proficient in the art of flying sword concealment.

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