Scold!

With the direction of the predecessors, Zheng Ming flew all the way forward, even if the general direction was wrong, he could ask a question or two when he encountered the gathering place afterwards.

Scold!

Burst!

"Haha! haha...... one laughed wildly with a knife, holding a golden storage bag in his hand. - In front of him, a monk lay in a pool of blood, already dead.

"Look for death!" a young monk was disheveled and scarred, but he still swung his sword and engaged the three in front of him in a desperate fight.

Boom!

In front of the left, the circle of fog exploded, and countless pieces of rubble burst out with it. After that, there was a roar and a flash of fire.

Along the way, Zheng Ming encountered a lot of small-scale personal battles, or chaotic fights between people in pairs, but he only bypassed the battlefield and moved forward.

Somewhere in a medicine garden.

"Huh?" a young monk who was squatting there to pick and transplant the elixir suddenly frowned, then stood up gloomily, and turned to look at Zheng Ming who was flying from behind.

Seeing the hostility, Zheng Ming couldn't help frowning, then nodded lightly to the other party, and flew away from the right side.

"......" The man frowned and looked in the direction of Zheng Ming's departure, and it was not until Zheng Ming completely disappeared that he shook his head and unguarded it, then turned around again and began to continue transplanting the elixir.

However, at this very moment!

Poof-

A ray of light and shadow slashed, and his head also flew up in an instant, spurting out a pillar of blood from his neck......

Poof.

"Whew!" Looking at the corpse in front of him, the black-clothed monk with a grim face and a long knife suddenly sneered, and then stepped forward and began to collect his loot.

The Secret Realm of the Immortal Garden is not so much an elixir garden, but rather a Shura Field, or a Colosseum where the major sects compete and compete.

The secret realm of the fairy garden is originally a separate astral space, which is used to cultivate those rare and rare elixirs in it, so as to see the maturity period of the elixir after the inducement, open the gate of the fairy garden, and then unify the forces on the star to collectively enter to pick or transplant, in order to ensure the supply of these scarce elixirs.

It's just that although the original intention is good, human nature is greedy, like this kind of waiting for rabbits and yellow finches to follow, or specifically hunting lone monks and snatching the harvest of others, but there are not a few, or even more.

During the one-month opening period, those who enter can pick and transplant any elixir inside, but they cannot be eradicated. Moreover, in each medicine garden or medicine garden, there is a perception and protection formation, once the number of elixirs inside is sharply reduced, it will open by itself, thus forcing all outsiders within the expulsion range to retreat, so as to protect the reproduction and growth of the elixir.

In addition, at the end of January, all creatures that enter through the Mystery Gate will be forcibly recalled by the Mystical Gate. This stems from the aura of traction in the gate of the secret realm, and anyone who enters the secret realm through it will be left with this invisible traction mark on their bodies. When the time comes, unless the individual's cultivation far exceeds the builder himself, he will not be able to resist, and will be pulled out of the country in an instant.

After that, once they leave the country, the envoys of the Xingjun Mansion will count the items obtained by each sect on the spot.

As a result, everyone also carried a special storage bag distributed by the Star Monarch Mansion. And even if it is a personal storage item, it will be probed by the special envoy, and once the misdeeds are found, not only will all of them be confiscated, but they will also be excluded from the qualification to enter the next round of the Immortal Garden Secret Realm.

After that, the Xingjun Mansion took one percent from it: in the harvest of each sect force, every elixir picked in the secret realm where they were located, ten out of ten went to one, one out of a hundred went to ten, and the only one was included in the Great Treasury of the Xingjun Mansion.

Therefore, from another level, the major sect forces that have entered the secret realm of the Immortal Garden are only the medicine farmers of the Xingjun Mansion. But the reward given is sky-high.

And in this way, by intercepting and killing the disciples of other sect forces in the secret realm of the Immortal Garden, not only can the opponent gain nothing and fill their own packages, but also sharply reduce the opponent's elite strength. With such a beautiful thing of killing three birds with one stone, there are not many disciples of the sect's forces who can easily resist the temptation.

Therefore, Zheng Ming has encountered too many fights and battles along the way.

Call!

Zheng Ming went around all the way, and although he avoided a lot of battlefields, he had lost his azimuth coordinates. The layers of mist, he only turned his attention slightly, and then teleported and engulfed there. When he "stared" at it again, and probed with his divine sense, his sense of direction had been disrupted.

"Look for death!" Zheng Ming gritted his teeth for this, and then suddenly waved his left claw back, and divided the young monk who was chasing behind him into three parts, and blood splattered in the air!

Call!

When the blood was sprinkled in the air and the corpse fell to the ground, a yellow light flew out of the blood mist and was grabbed by Zheng Ming in his hand.

After the storage bag arrived, Zheng Ming didn't say a word, and flew away gloomily, leaving a group of chilling cicadas behind.

Scold!

Scold!

Zheng Ming chose to explode with all his strength, fly low at a low altitude, and shuttle forward at a very fast speed. In just a few moments, it was already hundreds of feet away.

"These Xiuzhen families don't even have coordinates? Could it be that they are not new?" Zheng Ming frowned slightly and looked at the map in his hand, and after only one glance, he burst the map in his hand gloomily.

At the same time, somewhere in the secret realm.

"Damn it......" The young monk with a sword in one hand and gritted his teeth retreated in anger, his eyes full of fire and resentment.

Looking at this person's clothes, it is a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

"Whew. Around him, more than a dozen people had slowly surrounded him, each with a sword and a sword, and his face was grim.

Looking at the costumes and costumes of this group of people, it is among the fourteen gates of Zhongsheng Shenzhou! Above the chest, the snake and scorpion are intertwined with ten thousand poisonous gates, the flying sword ring sleeve fairy sword gate, the blue robe, wearing a green door with a wiped forehead, and three silver bars under the sleeves and hem......

Seven of the fourteen dignified sects have now formed an alliance and come here to encircle and suppress the Qingyun Sect!

"Fellow Daoists......" The Qingyun Sect disciple gritted his teeth gloomily, he was frightened and indignant in his heart, and under the blockade of sweat on his forehead and guarded, the long sword in his hand became tighter and tighter, and said: "The sect's feud should not be implicated in everyone...... Wang has only been in the sect for 30 years, and what he has done to the sect is ...... I don't know anything ...... the inside story."

At this time, the three-foot encirclement had been formed, but everyone stopped.

"Under the sun, every shadow is a sin...... "The face of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate was gloomy, and in the slow approach, his slowly raised right hand was already surrounded by poisonous gas.

"Damn it......" The monk surnamed Wang scolded in his heart, and began to secretly urge Neidan, mobilizing the power of cultivation without a trace.

"Give you a chance. At this time, the person from the Qingmen suddenly spoke up, attracting everyone's attention and making the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate stop looking.

Call......

At this moment, the man naturally carried his hands, and the long sword in his hand was hidden into the air. After that, seeing that he was looking at the monk surnamed Wang with a calm gaze, Gu Jing said without waves: "Gather your Qingyun Sect and the others, and Jiang will let you live...... Otherwise, die. ”

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Wang suddenly changed his complexion, and the person from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect also frowned, and then shook his hand and dispersed the poisonous fire in his hand.

The Qingmen man looked at the monk surnamed Wang with an expressionless face, and said in a slightly deep voice: "Three breaths." ”

"Damn!" the monk surnamed Wang gritted his teeth and looked hideous, unwilling to be humiliated, and his right hand, which held the hilt of the sword, also cracked his knuckles with too much resentment.

......

At the same time, somewhere near the medicine garden.

Call!

Zheng Ming flew out of the mist far away, and as soon as he landed, he flew out again. But at that moment, he suddenly turned his gaze sideways to the medicine garden in front of him on his right—there, there was a man squatting and picking. Looking at its state, it seems that Zheng Ming's appearance has not yet been found.

Call......

After a hundred feet, before his feet hit the ground, Zheng Ming was still looking sideways at the man with a slight frown—the man still maintained his original posture, but he didn't make any movements.

Call......

The moment the front foot hit the ground, the layer of grass and moss on the ground suddenly rippled, like the surface of the water!

Whew-

Zheng Ming's complexion changed, and he only had time to look down at "the blue light that emanated from the center of the ripples" when he ushered in a loud bang!

Rumble!

As the smoke and dust billowed, the fog cleared, and the man stood up with a slight frown, and then turned to look at the flashpoint of the forbidden.

Call!

Just then, Zheng Ming swept his sleeves and swept away all the smoke and dust.

At this time, Zheng Ming's brows were slightly furrowed and his face was gloomy, but he didn't say anything, just stared at the man gloomily.

Seeing this, the man frowned, and then opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, please don't mind Brother Dao." ”

Zheng Ming looked at each other gloomily, then nodded lightly, and turned to leave here.

"......" The man kept frowning, and it wasn't until Zheng Ming left and the mist covered him that he shook his head silently, and then continued to turn around and start transplanting the elixir.

At the same time, somewhere in the secret realm of the fairy garden.

Here, it's just a pile of rubble. But there was a man who was meditating cross-legged there.

Call......

Suddenly, a cloud of mist flew from the side - look at its head, there are pitch-black eyes, gray pupils, four hunting teeth, and a dark tongue!

Burst!

The man didn't keep his eyes open, but with a sweep of his hand, he completely dispersed the cloud that was rushing towards him.

Call......

However, the cloud began to slowly recondense after that!

Ha ——!

As soon as it condensed, it immediately acted like a ghost to scare the other party, but the other party didn't pay attention to it at all. So, it tilted its head inexplicably, and dragged its body out of here, which was three points more transparent than before.

Call......

But as it left, it suddenly stretched out a small hand from its "body" and swept its arm twice as it had been hit by the man before......

Soon after the cloud had gone, the man slowly opened his eyes.

This person is dressed in the costume of the Yuanxing Sect. He looks like he is only in his early thirties, but the vicissitudes and sense of time in his eyes are extremely strong.

Call!

At this moment, a group of ten people suddenly rushed out of the fog in the distance ahead.

Feeling the movement, the man looked at it at a glance.

Seeing this person, the young man at the head of the group suddenly looked happy, and then turned sharply, led the team to stop in front of the person, and bowed to the other party, knelt down on one knee and said, "Elder Qin!"

The ten people in this line are the disciples of the Yuanxing Sect.

Seeing this, the elder surnamed Liao was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly with his eyes closed, and said, "My choice will have to be adapted." ”

"Assemble the team first......" At this point, his right hand suddenly clenched angrily: "When the hour comes, form a formation!"

"Yes!" the ten men nodded solemnly, and then turned into streamers and walked in all directions.

Elder Liao closed his eyes gloomily, and when he gritted his teeth, his face became more and more angry: "...... of the Machine Spirit Sect"

(Scalp numbness, go out, eyebrow frost ......)