Lu Yang couldn't see what the battle situation was, but he could clearly see the intensity of the support, from the peak, even those half-finished soldiers were continuously pulled out and rushed to the battlefield in the east.

Seeing this situation, Lu Yang's turbulent heart unexpectedly calmed down.

He came here to make trouble at first, but when he saw this scene, he hesitated a little.

He was afraid that he would be beaten to death......

Suddenly, he saw a white sword light flashing in the distant sky,

Everywhere the sword flashed, a large green forest turned into a wasteland.

This scene was so scary that Lu Yang only felt that the blood on his body was about to freeze.

What the hell is this move, it's terrifying.

Mint jumped up and showed an excited expression: "Great, it's Shizun's absolute slash." ”

Yin Zhiping asked in a low voice, "Peppermint girl, what is your master's strength? Yuanying, Mahayana, or Divine Lock?"

Mint said softly: "The ten-layer Great Perfection of the Qi Lock Realm. ”

Everyone at the scene was dizzy, it was really terrifying!

Obviously, he was only a big realm higher than himself, but he didn't expect to be able to make such a powerful move.

He is worthy of being a disciple of the Ruthless Palace.

Lu Yang listened on the sidelines, and no longer had any spooky thoughts, this was too terrifying, and it was definitely not something he could win.

It seems that he has to find a chance to slip away, and he doesn't want to stay here and pretend to be his grandson.

Suddenly, Yin Zhiping's voice came again: "Yo, it's so strange, how can there be a puddle of liquid on this stone, well, there is a fragrance...... Wang Sheng, come over and have a taste......"

Everyone turned their heads and found that on top of a large rock at the top of the peak, there was a small pit like the bottom of a pot, and there was a large pool of milky white liquid in the pit.

Wang Sheng is the eldest disciple of the Yuanqi Sect's Attention Peak, he didn't expect that he had gone through so many hardships and obstacles, he thought that there would be a better future in the future, who knew that there would be such a terrible trial waiting for him.

"Mr. Yin, such a good thing, it's still your ......"

"What nonsense, try the poison quickly. ”

Wang Sheng glanced at the people around him, but found that he could be used as a backer at all, so in the end he could only lean over with a bitter face and take a sip gently.

Yin Zhiping said expectantly: "How does it taste?"

"It seems a little sweet. Wang Sheng shook his head: "It's too little, I didn't taste it." ”

Yin Zhiping handed the bowl to him directly: "You're welcome, drink in a big gulp." ”

Wang Sheng picked up the bowl and drank it all.

Yin Zhiping said: "How is it?"

"It's okay, but I drank too quickly just now, and it's a little unclear. ”

Yin Zhiping smiled angrily, kicked him away, and then picked up the bowl himself and took a sip, then showed an intoxicated expression.

Then, as if awake from a dream, he took out a pile of porcelain bottles, filled them all, and carefully held them in front of Mint.

"Peppermint girl, these ...... Here you go, don't worry, I've tasted it with my own mouth, and it's absolutely not poisonous, not only is it not poisonous, but it's also very beneficial. ”

Wang Sheng followed behind him, gritting his teeth secretly.

Mint took out a glass and poured herself a glass.

Shaking it slightly, then sniffing it again, and finally taking a sip, she also showed an expression of intoxication.

She turned her head and looked at Lu Yang: "Mr. Lu, this thing is very good for cultivation, you ...... Take a bite?"

Yin Zhiping almost crushed his teeth, why? Why did the mint girl only have Lu Yang in her eyes?

Lu Yang didn't reply, and refused coldly: "No need!"

Lu Yang rejected the mint, ignored Yin Zhiping's gaze as if he was about to kill, and slowly came to the stone with a pit.

A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, because he remembered that he had just walked through this place and had seen this stone, but there were no pits in the stone at that time, and naturally there was no milky white liquid.

Is it freshly squeezed?

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Lu Yang's heart: there is not a decent mountain peak in this radius of hundreds of miles, only the mountain where everyone is standing now stands like a finger against the sky.

Wouldn't this mountain summit have some special relationship with the giant tree not far away?

Thinking like this, Lu Yang subconsciously took out a firewood knife and gently tapped the bottom of the pot that had dried up, wanting to smell what it was.

However, as soon as the firewood knife fell to the bottom of the pit, there was an instant thunder overhead, and a muffled thunder exploded on everyone's heads.

The sudden thunder startled everyone, and they hurriedly raised their heads, only to find that only two kilometers away from them, a big tree standing proudly in the sky was there, it was a sycamore, its head was deeply inserted into the blue sky, just looking at it, there was a feeling that it could not be measured.

Mint, who has always been calm to the point of almost indifference, muttered to herself: "Born to create, how mysterious!"