"Brother Yang, this matter is true, and only I know how to get to that place. Although Brother Yang's current realm is not enough, as long as he gets this opportunity, he may not be able to build a foundation because of this. Duan Xin saw that Ren Xiaoyao was silent, and hurriedly persuaded again.

The monk of the Red Sun Demon Hunting Regiment was originally a little unhappy to see Ren Xiaoyao and the two of them leave and stay, but when he heard that there was a great opportunity, his heart moved, and he didn't urge, and listened to it.

"Brother Duan, you have to swear not to tell anyone about this place, and you must not go to that place again, and you have to tell me now where that place is?" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed, and after he finished coldly, he transmitted a few words to Duan Xin, and at the same time, Ren Xiaoyao looked at Mu Lingqing, and his eyes turned to the left.

After listening to Ren Xiaoyao's words, Duan Xin had a slight hesitation in his eyes, then gritted his teeth, took out a spirit bamboo slip, quickly threw it at Ren Xiaoyao, and shouted in his mouth.

"That day, the great opportunity is hidden in this spiritual bamboo slip, for you!"

Lingzhu Jian quickly flew to a meter in front of Ren Xiaoyao, and Ren Xiaoyao was just about to reach out to pick it up, but the thin monk of the Red Sun Demon Hunting Group had already arrived like a storm and grabbed Lingzhu Jian in his hand.

As soon as he grabbed the Lingzhu Jian in his hand, before the smile on his face could be shown, Ren Xiaoyao had already jumped with the Sky Slashing Sword in his hand, and slashed down at the thin monk, and for a while, seven or eight sword shadows fell down wildly like falling flowers in a zigzag trajectory. This sword shadow is the move that Ren Xiaoyao has recently comprehended by practicing the "Falling Flower Sword Technique", although the power is not large, but the victory is fast, and there are many sword shadows, which makes people unguardable, plus the high-grade spirit weapon to make up for the lack of power, this move is still huge.

"I knew you would sneak attack!" The panicked look on the thin monk's face flashed for a moment, and a strange shaped treasure knife was picked up diagonally, only to hear a loud bang, seven or eight swords disappeared, and Ren Yao's sword and the treasure knife accurately hit together. The strange sword of the medium-grade spirit weapon was in the hands of the thin monk, and its power was no less than that of the slashing sword in Ren Xiaoyao's hand.

The thin monk resisted Ren Xiaoyao's sneak attack, his face showed a smug expression, and he was just about to say a few words of sarcasm, but he saw Ren Xiaoyao's mouth with a glimmer of light, and an iron needle quickly shot out of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth, piercing through the chest of the thin monk, even if the thin monk was wearing a low-grade magic robe, it was still useless. Before the thin monk understood what was happening, he felt a pain in his chest, and before he could carefully understand it for a while, Ren Xiaoyao had already slashed over with the sharpness of the empty sword, and there was no move at all, but the thin monk had to guard against it.

When Ren Xiaoyao landed with Mu Lingqing just now, he had already hidden the iron needle from the yin and yang in his mouth, and told Mu Lingqing to wait for the opportunity to move.

Almost as soon as Ren Xiaoyao and the thin monk got into hands, Mu Lingqing and Duan Xin hurriedly stepped forward and surrounded the thin monk, fighting three to one.

At this time, the pained look on the thin monk's face became stronger and stronger, and he wanted to fly away but was entangled by the three of them, and he didn't even have time to cast a spell, let alone run away. As the numbness in his chest grew stronger, the thin monk guessed that he had been poisoned, no matter how stupid he was, and he regretted it in his heart. At the beginning, although he guessed that Ren Xiaoyao's transmission was a little unusual, he really didn't look down on a sixth-order Qi refining person, and he couldn't resist the temptation of the Great Creation, so he fell to the ground in order to grab the spirit bamboo slip, so he fell into this predicament that had been calculated early.

The situation of three battles and one had not been maintained for ten seconds, and the thin monk had just shown a ruthless face, and before he could react, Ren Yao shouted violently: "Retreat!"

It retreated like an arrow from a string, and quickly fled away. Mu Lingqing always paid attention to Ren Xiaoyao's instructions, and as soon as he heard Ren Xiaoyao's resignation, he didn't say a word, and ran away with Ren Xiaoyao. Only Duan Xin was frightened by Ren Xiaoyao's heavy drinking, and he didn't hear anything clearly, and when he saw Ren Xiaoyao retreating, he also retreated in a daze, but he was always a step slower.

At this time, most of the thin monk's face was already dark, and with a roar of rage, the aura shield flashed on his body, and then disappeared. This spiritual shield is a method of using spiritual power in the body, which can form a shield on the surface of the body and play a defensive role. It's just that this kind of shield is a spell that can only be mastered by high-level Qi refining cultivators, and it can only be used if you specialize in cultivating special spells. This thin monk is now a ninth-order qi refiner, and even with full strength, the spiritual power shield can only last on the surface of the body for a moment. But this moment was enough, it was enough for him to defend against the attacks of the three of them and take out seven or eight offensive spirit runes, he was just about to throw at the three of them, but found that Ren Xiaoyao and Mu Lingqing had already fled away, and that period of heart was only a small knock on the spiritual shield at the moment when the spiritual shield appeared, and he also began to retreat wildly.

The thin monk was furious, the spiritual power shield he used to consume his essence blood was just to buy himself a moment of time, but he found that it was completely unnecessary, and the three of them were already planning to flee at all. Looking at Duan Xin, who was about to run, the thin monk scattered all the offensive spirit runes towards Duan Xin, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one. At this time, Ren Xiaoyao and Mu Lingqing had already fled far away, and all his anger could only be borne by Duan Xin.

Duan Xin saw seven or eight offensive spirit runes flying towards him, and one of them was a medium-grade offensive spirit rune, his face changed wildly, and he didn't want to take out a high-grade vajra talisman that he had worked so hard to get, and slapped it on his body. After seven or eight loud bangs, Duan Xin was blown away like a broken kite and fell to the ground in a parabolic manner. Before he landed, Duan Xin, who was like a dead corpse in the air, suddenly stretched out his hand, and a spirit sword flew out, expanding rapidly, stopping at Duan Xin's feet, and flying away with Duan Xin. The value of this high-grade vajra talisman can be as high as a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and its defensive power is naturally not huge.

Looking at the three people who had fled away, the thin monk suddenly had a feeling of wanting to cry. With the paralysis of his whole body, his consciousness has gradually blurred. Full of anger, but nowhere to vent. I want to escape from the sword, but the poison is spreading rapidly. I wanted to treat the injury, but I found that the healing pills such as the Rejuvenation Pill and the Rejuvenation Pill had no effect. At this time, he is a lamb waiting to die. Especially seeing that Ren Xiaoyao and Mu Lingqing didn't move in place after escaping for two hundred meters, it seemed that they were waiting for the thin monk to chase them, and it was more like waiting for him to cut off his vitality.

"It must not be as they wish!"

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the thin monk didn't want to be cheap and let them go. I dug into the storage bag with difficulty, trying to pull out something powerful and blow up the storage bag. As long as the storage bag is broken, all the contents contained in it will be reduced to pieces due to the power of the laws of space. But he pulled it out, and his face showed a look of despair, and all his offensive spirit runes had just been thrown out.

"We must not let them get their wish!" thought to the thin monk, regardless of whether it was poisonous or not, he took out the spirit sword and the spirit grass, and cut it weakly there. Even if the medium-grade spirit sword is not driven by spiritual power, the power is huge, and as soon as the spirit grass is destroyed in its overall form, the speed of spiritual power dissipation increases greatly.

"Lingqing, what do you see he is doing?" Zuo Xiao floated far away in the air at a height of two hundred meters away from the thin monk, watching the thin monk holding the spirit sword and slashing at the spirit grass there, he wondered in his heart, and asked Mu Lingqing.

"I don't know, but he looks like he's chopping spirit grass. Mu Lingqing didn't know what the thin monk was doing, so he described what he saw.

"Of course I know he's chopping the spirit grass. Ren Xiaoyao rolled his eyes and said a little depressed. He asked Mu Lingqing what he meant, because he wanted to know the deep meaning of this thin monk cutting the spirit grass, but he didn't expect Mu Lingqing to honestly tell the surface meaning.

Ren Xiaoyao lowered his head and seriously looked at the deep meaning of the thin monk cutting the spirit grass, thinking back to Mu Lingqing's words, after a while, suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao's face changed greatly, he scolded, summoned the blood cloud cloak, put a set on his body, and shot towards the thin monk.

"I'm cāo, he's chopping spirit grass!"

The distance of two hundred meters can be reached in less than four seconds for Ren Xiaoyao now.

Seeing Ren Xiaoyao shooting wildly towards him, the thin monk sneered weakly, and he didn't care that he was still chopping the spirit grass there, and the speed at which he cut the spirit grass was even slightly faster than the snail-like speed just now.

Before anyone arrived, the Heavy Wind Knife had already started, and with a "whoosh" sound, it passed through the head of the thin monk, driving it backwards to the ground, and so far, motionless.

Ren Xiaoyao put away the heavy wind knife, collected the iron needle that he hadn't picked up just now, and looked at the monk of the Red Sun Demon Hunting Regiment who still maintained a weird smile when he died, and his face was extremely emotional.

"Brother Yang, is he really just chopping spirit grass?" Mu Lingqing, who came later, asked with some disbelief.

"Yes, he's chopping the spirit grass. ”

Ren Xiaoyao replied with a wry smile. He even admired this thin monk a little, even if he died, he would not leave the benefits to the enemy. This kind of character is very kind of Ren Xiaoyao, and Ren Xiaoyao asked himself if he faced the enemy one day and would definitely die, he might also destroy all the things that the enemy cared about.

Ren Xiaoyao took off the dead monk's storage bag, and took off the protective soft armor he was wearing, as well as a broken bracer on his wrist. After a period of searching, the dead monk was already lying there in disheveled clothes, and Mu Lingqing saw Ren Yaoyao's ruthlessness again, and turned away with a blushing face.

"Hey, I didn't chase him, he did. After cleaning up his things, Ren Xiaoyao saw that Duan Xin was slowly flying over in the distance, and after discovering Ren Xiaoyao and the others, he stopped, hesitating and not knowing whether to come forward.

This heart was put on the table by Ren Xiaoyao just now, and he said that he would attack together, but he didn't expect Ren Xiaoyao to escape first, causing him to lose a high-grade vajra talisman and deepen his injuries. But before he ran away, he saw the monk chasing him with a black face, and guessed that the monk was poisoned, and should not be far from death, so he remembered the monk's storage bag. But when he flew closer, he found that Ren Xiaoyao had already cleaned up the battlefield, and he was injured at this time, although he was a cultivator of the eighth order of qi refining, he was a little afraid of Ren Xiaoyao of the sixth order of qi refining and Mu Lingqing of the seventh order of qi refining, especially this Ren Xiaoyao also killed a monk of the ninth order of qi refining.

"Brother Duan, since you've returned, come over and talk about it, you still owe me a promise!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted in the direction of Duan Xin.

Duan Xin stopped in the air in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly flew away wildly into the distance.

"Chase!"

Ren Xiaoyao blessed himself with another light talisman, wearing a blood cloud cloak, and chased Duan Xin wildly with his sword. Originally, Ren Xiaoyao's speed was slower than Duan Xin's, but at this moment, Duan Xin was seriously injured, and Ren Xiaoyao had the help of the mid-grade flying spirit weapon Blood Cloud Cloak, and he was slightly faster than Duan Xin in terms of speed anyway. It was Mu Lingqing, and his speed at this time was also faster than Duan Xin.

After flying for a while, Duan Xin seemed to find that he couldn't outrun the two of them, so he stopped and put on a defensive posture.

"Brother Yang, is he trying to take advantage of the fire to rob?" Duan Xin stared at Ren Xiaoyao with a wary expression.

"If it was someone else, I would really rob it, but Brother Duan and I had a good time drinking after all, and I can't do this robbery while it's hot. It's just that Brother Duan, you still owe me a great creation, if this promise is not fulfilled, there will always be a resentment in my heart, and I can't vent it, and I ask Brother Duan to fulfill his promise. Ren Xiaoyao stopped and said expressionlessly, with a murderous look on his face. At this time, Mu Lingqing also caught up.

"Although I promised to give Brother Yang a great creation, but Brother Yang did not promise to let me go afterwards, I don't feel at ease, please swear by Brother Yang with the devil in my heart, if I give that message, Brother Yang will have to let me go. Otherwise, even if the jade is burned, I won't say the slightest. Duan Xin's face struggled for a while, and then he said it with a firm face.

"I swear by the demons in my heart, as long as what Brother Duan said is true, within today, I will not touch Brother Duan at all. If this oath is violated, people and gods will be angry, heaven and earth will be condemned, and they will fall into hell forever after death!" Ren Xiaoyao made an oath very cautiously.