Shallow, you're going to help me, right?

Looking at the monk who had completely blocked the way out and was about to move, Jiang Wanying slowly retreated to the door of the cave that had been closed, her eyes full of horror and unease.

Chu Chu's delicate little face was full of pity and weakness, but she only had a bloodthirsty and cold smile in her heart.

Just a moment ago, she had already discussed it with Suzaku.

There is a way for Suzaku to make a move, and the news that she has a divine favor will not leak out.

That is, kill them all.

The immortal cultivation realm is already the weak, and they still deliberately provoke trouble first.

Of course, Jiang Wanying did not admit her speculation at the beginning, and it was completely taken for granted to her.

"Well, in that case, the fairy flowers and the treasures in the cave are in this storage bag."

The fear and panic on Jiang Wanying's little face still existed, and no matter how she looked at it, there was no trace of camouflage at all.

For those casual cultivators, she is only in the late stage of foundation building, and she can't escape.

It's a pity that when the Jindan stage monk approached Jiang Wanying almost unsuspectingly and wanted to take away her storage bag, this moment suddenly changed.

The aftershocks of terrifying fluctuations still remain in the void.

The Jindan monk, including the few people who were closest to him, was suddenly attacked when the Divine Beast Suzaku suddenly appeared, but in the blink of an eye, he was reduced to several burnt flesh and blood beyond recognition.

In particular, the Jindan monk was the most miserable, and he still opened his eyes in disbelief until he died, as if he couldn't believe that his end was like this, and his death was desolate.

Almost instantly, the remaining monks quickly came to their senses, and instinctively released their spells to immediately escape from this place of right and wrong, from the ruthless enchantress.

But the moment Jiang Wanying was ready to use Ji Qian's power, the ending of all of them had already been written.

The little snow-colored face smiled happily and happily, watching the last monk being trampled into flesh by the huge claws of Ji Qian in the midst of extreme pain and wailing, and it was extremely miserable.

Jiang Wanying yawned slightly, and then took all of their storage bags and treasures very calmly and skillfully, and then checked again and found that there were still no dead ones.

Then he sat on the back of the Suzaku and walked away.

The location of the sect's phantom light experience was close to the middle of the misty forest, and as the deeper it went, the strange fog became thicker and thicker, and the danger level of the crisis skyrocketed.

Generally, monks who have not yet arrived at Jindan are often dizzy from the fog when they are on the outskirts of the forest, and it is common for them to find their way out.

Not to mention this illusory light experience that is about to arrive at the central location beyond the periphery, let alone defeating that third-order demon beast, even getting there is a problem.

With another sword ending delusional attempt to stop her from going to the life of the demon beast, Jiang Wanqing wiped the blood stains on the sword with an expressionless face, and faintly stared at the cold mist not far away.

Once thanks to Mu Yunzhou, when she went deepest into the Misty Forest, she had already entered the depths of the middle of the country, and even approached the realm of the Beast King.

The Beast King Realm is a Spirit King powerhouse that is equivalent to a human monk surpassing the existence of a half-king, that is, a sixth-order demon beast.

But even then, this is just less than a tenth of the depths of this ancient misty forest.

There was once a legend that it was rumored that the real overlord of the Misty Forest was a divine beast with tenth-order strength, which was equivalent to the existence of the highest level of Nether monks.

Carefully looking at the map bought by the mission point to identify the direction, Jiang Wanqing suddenly felt a fierce aura from a third-order demon beast not far away.

It can be judged that it will definitely not be the Phantom Light Demon Tiger to which the Phantom Light Experience belongs, in order not to let this mission fall short, Jiang Wanqing subconsciously changed her route and released the Evening Sakura Shadow Technique to evacuate from this place.

If she was still here, she would have been surprised.

It's just because of the position she just left, but the girl dressed in the outer gate costume of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect looked at the third-order ironclad bear chasing her lightly.

She only raised her hand slightly with a light smile, and the void around her trembled and twisted for a moment.

The ironclad bear, who was still menacing one second, was directly squeezed and ravaged by the void the next moment, and turned into a pool of flesh and blood in an instant.

Jun Lingling didn't look at the Neidan that fell from the ironclad bear, but there was a trace of impatience and anger on her face before leaving.

She didn't understand why her brother didn't want to tell her when he knew who was chosen by the magic sword.

I had to let her sneak into the sect with great curiosity and pain.

I don't know if the dark magic stone is broken, it's been almost a year, and there is still no movement.

Could it be that the person who was chosen by the magic sword was in the Miscellaneous Peak?

Jun Lingling said that she didn't believe it at all, but she believed that sooner or later she would find that person.