Xie Zhengliu stepped on the thick trunk of the tree, and her feet had turned into a sea of blood and flames.

There were originally more than thirty monks who were sent into the illusion realm, but now only the last ten remained.

I don't know who lit a fire in the melee, and directly swept this ancient forest into the flames.

In the chaos, Xie Zhengliu and Zhuang Youqian were separated, and she had to find the highest point and began to look for the traces of the other two companions.

But unfortunately, she has not seen any trace of the two until now.

Seeing that the flames under his feet were getting stronger and stronger, Xie Zhengliu urged his spiritual power to suppress it within a controllable range.

She didn't plan to put out the flames before finding Yue Mingqiu and the others, because the chaos at the moment was, to a certain extent, also a protection for Zhuang Youqian.

But as soon as she made a move, a sharp blade flew in her direction.

Xie Zhengliu narrowly avoided the throwing knife, which cut off the entire branch she had stepped on. It is conceivable that if she hadn't been able to dodge it at the time, then what she has broken now may be her head and neck.

"The imp is sensitive!" A very rough voice passed over the heavy smoke and dust and reached Xie Zhengliu's ears.

She turned her head to meet the figure of a bald man walking towards her against the firelight.

As soon as the other party's long arm stretched, the flying knife swirled and fell back into his hand.

The bald man looked extremely strong, at least more powerful than the young man Xie Zhengliu had transformed.

As soon as he saw Xie Zhengliu's appearance, a smile appeared on his face: "Boy, if you give you a chance, how about arresting you, and the uncle will leave you with a whole corpse?" ”

I don't know if this is Xie Zhengliu's illusion, she seems to have heard many people say this.

"You're welcome, you should keep this opportunity for yourself!" After Xie Zhengliu finished speaking, the strong man's flying knife flew towards his head again.

Xie Zhengliu also unceremoniously took out the Wuji knife that turned into a folding fan, in the past few years, Xie Zhengliu has fed Wuji a lot of good things, and finally reluctantly raised some of the strength of this immortal weapon.

Today's blades are not only sharper than when they first appeared, but they can even change their shape temporarily.

Although Xie Zhengliu doesn't know much about weapons like folding fans, she has been practicing outside for many years and can use any weapon.

Although the man's strength was stronger than hers, his body was not as flexible as her, and when the other party raised his heavy hammer to smash her, Xie Zhengliu took the opportunity to snatch the flying knife he threw out, and stabbed the flying knife into the opponent's heart with his backhand.

The battle between the two started quickly and ended quickly.

By the time the man realized that something was wrong, he had already lost his life.

The strong man fell, and the familiar female voice also broadcast as usual: "The ninth is dead, and nine people are alive." Keep up the good work. ”

This voice was extremely indifferent, making it a little difficult for Xie Zhengliu, who had possessed Xie Shouyin's little girl, to connect her with Xie Qingrao in her memories.

She simply harvested the man's storage bag, intending to wait until she went out to count the loot.

There were nine people left alive today, and three of them were their companions. Xie Zhengliu herself is the thirteenth, and she remembers that the other two partners are the twenty-second and the eighteenth.

These two numbers have never been broadcast, so Xie Zhengliu can be so calmly wandering around in the illusion.

Xie Qingrao didn't know which of the Ye family's descendants was, so she wanted to use the secret treasure to make the people trapped in the phantom realm kill each other until there was only one left.

In this way, she only needs to test the only remaining person, and if he is the Ye family, she can kill him on the spot. If he is not, then the owner of the treasure has also been found.

And the other party participated in such a scuffle, and I don't know which sect and which faction of the pride of heaven was killed. In order to prevent Xie Qingrao from telling the truth in the secret realm and causing trouble for herself, the final winner could only obediently obey Xie Qingrao's orders.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhengliu guessed that the people who were arranged to do something to the Shenxia Secret Realm this time were probably Xie Qingrao's group.

This discovery made Xie Zhengliu a little regretful, in Hui, Xie Qingrao was originally an innocent and kind woman, but because of that conspiracy, she was carried away by hatred, and she became the person she is now.

Even in order to kill the descendants of the Ye family, he would rather take so many lives to fill it.

If the former Xie family knew all this, they didn't know how sad they would be.

These thoughts were only instantaneous, and Xie Zhengliu, who had not relaxed his vigilance around him, instantly threw the flying knife in his hand after the sound of a tree branch breaking behind him.

A small exclamation came from the place where the flying knife fell, making Xie Zhengliu rush over as soon as possible.

I saw a young male cultivator fall to the ground, and there was a knife thrown by Xie Zhengliu at his feet.

There were large blood stains on the other party's waist and abdomen, and it was obvious that he was not lightly injured.

His face was as white as paper, and his eyes were also full of uncertainty when he looked at Xie Zhengliu.

"Don't kill me!" As soon as he saw Xie Zhengliu, he couldn't help but beg for mercy, "I'm not a descendant of the Ye family, I'm not!" Please don't kill me, I'm a doctor, I'm just here to hunt for treasure. ”

His expression was very pitiful, and he even deliberately handed over his storage bag in order to win Xie Zhengliu's trust.

Just as the man said, his storage bag was indeed full of all kinds of pills and medical equipment.

Xie Zhengliu squinted his eyes and looked at him: "You clearly have the cultivation of the peak stage of Jindan, why do you look so weak?" ”

"I, I'm all fed with pills by the elders in the family. I don't really have any real skills, and I can wade through the fire with the help of my friends. Now that my friends are gone, and I have been plotted, this is what I have become. ”

Probably because Xie Zhengliu didn't kill him as soon as they met, it made the male cultivator have some expectations in his heart: "This fellow Daoist, I beg you to let me go." I have a lot of powerful pills at home, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will definitely give you all these pills when I go back!" ”

"If, if there is nothing you want, I beg my father and grandfather to refine it for you! Our family is already good at alchemy! ”

This look, a second-generation cultivator who was spoiled by his family, is now suffering from a catastrophe and selling it to beg.

Xie Zhengliu looked at him deeply a few times, and then spoke: "In this case, your storage bag will be kept by me for the time being." For the sake of those pills in your mouth, I can protect you for a while, and if you can go back alive later, don't forget to give me a big gift! ”

She deliberately patted the male nun on the shoulder, making it look like she was going to cover him.

She didn't see that when she turned to explore the way, the young man suddenly changed from innocent joy to a cruel gaze.

And the male cultivator didn't notice the Gu worm she quietly threw on him.