In the Valley of the Demon Beasts, two monks walked side by side.

"Senior brother, are we really going to rob other people's spoils?" said the low-standing monk in a small voice.

The tall monk beside him had a fierce light in his eyes, and said coldly in his mouth: "Do you want to build a foundation? As far as the demon beast inner pill we get now, the number is too small, and when we get out of the demon beast valley, what will we exchange for building a foundation?"

One of these two people is called Chen Fang, and the other is called Song Wan, they are from the same school, and this time they entered the Demon Beast Valley and formed a team.

Chen Fang looked at his senior brother's cold face, and he was so scared in his heart that he didn't dare to say anything more.

The realm of both of them is in the ninth layer of qi refining, and Song Wan's realm has reached the peak of the ninth layer of qi refining, originally the master prepared the Zhuji Dan for him, but because of the sudden change in the door rules, those Zhuji Dan were taken back, otherwise, he would not have come to participate in any tests.

The two of them walked deep for about half an hour, and they heard a few screams of demon beasts coming from the woods in front of them.

Song Wan's face immediately changed, and then he quietly approached the woods, and under the cover of the tree trunk, he poked his head out, and it was a monk who used a stick magic weapon to come into view.

The mace-wielding monk was called Qiu Hai, and he had just killed a rhinoceros and was carefully cutting the fur of the rhinoceros with a delicate scimitar.

However, the scimitar in Qiu Hai's hand was made of dark iron, which was extremely sharp, and he ripped off the skin of the rhinoceros in a few clicks, and then skidled open the skull of the rhinoceros and took out a green inner pill from it.

He put Nedan in the storage bag on his waist and prepared to leave.

"This brother, don't be in a hurry to leave!"

Just as Qiu Hai was about to leave, Song Wan, who had been hiding behind the tree, jumped out and shouted at him.

Qiu Hai ignored Song Wan and still walked towards the distance by himself.

Where had this Song Wan been so cold, his face was red and white alternately, and he cast a spell in his hand, and immediately condensed a few ice picks that exuded cold air, and then threw them in the direction of Qiu Hai together.

The ice picks roared and neatly inserted into the ground in front of Qiu Hai's feet, and the high raised ice picks formed a wall of ice, blocking Qiu Hai's way.

"What do you mean by that?" Qiu Hai turned around and said angrily, anyone who is threatened by someone else with a spell will be furious in their hearts.

Song Wan smiled and said, "I told you not to go, you want to go, don't you understand what I said?"

Qiu Hai sneered and said, "The road is facing the sky, go to each side." Why should I listen to you?"

Qiu Hai's words are also good, people take a good walk, why don't you let them go?

But then again, this Song Wan didn't have a good heart, he wanted to rob someone else's demon beast Neidan, how could he reason with others in a pleasant way, as soon as he heard Qiu Hai so uncooperative, he immediately became angry.

"I warn you, take out half of your demon beast Neidan and give it to me, otherwise, you won't have good fruit to eat. Song Wan said with an angry face, he was ready to rob.

Qiu Hai's realm was also the ninth layer of qi refining, so he was not afraid of Song Wan's threat at all, he raised the mace in his hand and poured mana into it, and the mace immediately emitted a white light.

"Why should I give you half of the demon beast I hunted so hard? If you really want to, you can go find the demon beast yourself. Qiu Hai said angrily.

Song Wan came up with the idea of snatching items from others because he couldn't find the demon beast, and naturally he wouldn't talk nonsense with Qiu Haiduo anymore, when he met this kind of person, he would definitely beat him up first.

I saw that when Song Wan patted the back of his head, a mouthful of blue light came out of his mouth, and a closer look showed that it was a cyan short sword.

High-level magic weapon Qingling Sword.

Like these cultivators at the peak of the ninth layer of qi refining, almost every one of them has a high-level magic weapon, most of them are given by their masters, after all, their own masters will rely on these young backs to carry forward their glory in the future.

Song Wan held the Qingling Sword in his hand, and directly rushed up to fight with Qiu Hai, the blue light and the white light came and went, opening and closing, and the mace was broken in a few rounds, and the white light emitted from his body was also much weaker.

It was obvious that Song Wan had the upper hand, but that Qiu Hai was not a person who easily admitted defeat, and he was even more reluctant to give up his hard-earned demon beast Neidan to others, only to see that his face was ruthless, and he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the mace, and as soon as he spit out this mouthful of essence blood, Qiu Hai's face instantly turned a lot paler.

The mace that had absorbed the essence blood, the light that had already dimmed, suddenly brightened again, and the fluctuations of the top-level magic weapon were also emitted on it.

"Since you are struggling with each other, then I can only fight with my life!" Qiu Hai let out an angry roar, and the mace in his hand flew out in response to the sound and went straight to Song Wan.

The mace emitted a white light and smashed at Song Wan fiercely, Song Wan's eyes showed a trace of worry in the depths of his eyes, but he did not flinch because of this, no matter how he said that he was also a monk at the peak of the ninth layer of qi refining.

Soon, the mace fell, with amazing power. Song Wan recited a spell in his mouth, and a dazzling blue light suddenly emanated from the Qingling Sword, and then he turned the sword horizontally, and the blue light instantly unfolded into a barrier, and the mace also smashed down at this time, hitting the cyan barrier.

There was a crisp click, the cyan barrier shattered, and Song Wan's face suddenly turned pale, but the power of the mace was also reduced a lot in the process, and Song Wan was picked aside with a sword.

Qiu Hai in the distance saw that the first blow missed, and immediately controlled the mace to prepare for a second attack, but when he just raised the mace with his divine sense, he suddenly felt that his chest was hot, and hurriedly looked down, only to see a black knife tip piercing out of his chest at some point, and a large amount of blood flowed like a spring, his eyes quickly lost their brilliance, and the mace also dangled in mid-air a few times before falling to the ground.

"Good job. Song Wan praised.

Chen Fang pulled the knife out of Qiu Hai's corpse, and the corpse instantly fell to the ground like boiled noodles, and then Song Wan came over and rummaged through Qiu Hai's Qiankun bag, and took out more than twenty demon beast inner pills from it.

"See, this test is not fair at all, his cultivation is not my opponent at all, but it is really unfair to be able to find so many demon beasts Neidan. Song Wan roared.

Suddenly, there was another sound in the woods, Song Wan's face turned cold again, and the Qingling Sword in his hand was also covered with a layer of blue light.

"Who's here, don't come out yet!" Song Wan shouted as he looked at the woods.

Behind a tree trunk, Han Leng walked out slowly, he was passing by here, and he just happened to see the scene just now.

"It's really chilling to kill each other for the sake of the demon beast Neidan. Han Leng sighed and said.

Song Wan sneered: "You know a fart, if you don't do this, I won't even be able to get Zhuji Dan." If you want to blame it, you can only blame the rules of the sect, if Tsukidan can still buy it normally, who will come to this bullshit test?"

"Then that's not the reason for you to kill your fellow disciples, what's the difference between you doing this and the monster beast that only knows how to eat? Han Leng mocked unscrupulously.

"Where did you come from, a little hairy boy, who dared to point fingers at me. Now you just sent it to the door, and it saves me the trouble of looking for other lonely people, so hand over your Qiankun bag to me!" Song Wan said with a cruel smile.

Han Leng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you provoked the wrong person this time, and I still want to rob your Qiankun bag." ”

Song Wan rushed towards Han Leng with the Qingling Sword in his hand, but Chen Fang on the side was silently reciting the spell at this time, and when Song Wan's sword had already arrived in front of Han Leng's eyes, Chen Fang's incantation was also silently recited.

Han sneered, and was about to use the swift snake step to dodge this sword, but when his feet began to move, he found that the flat ground under his feet had turned into quicksand, and the swift snake step could not play a role at all on this flowing ground.

"Haha, let's die!"

Song Wan laughed out loud and stabbed him.

Han Leng was in a hurry, and when the Qingling Sword was about to stab on his heart, a red light flashed, and a crisp sound of magic weapons colliding came out, and the Qingling Sword was directly flicked out.

Han Leng reached out and grabbed the red light, and with the help of upward force, he dragged himself out of the quicksand, and when he stood on the solid ground again, he could see that it was the dragon pattern sword he was holding in his hand.

"This..." Song Wan looked at the opening on his magic weapon, and was speechless in distress.

The collision just now directly knocked the Qingling Sword out of the gap, which had never happened before.

"I'm sorry, the situation was too urgent just now, and I didn't control the strength of the sword, so I accidentally broke your magic weapon. Han Leng coughed dryly and said pretendly.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense. This Qingling Sword has been with me for more than three years, and if you actually broke it, I will definitely not spare you!" Song Wan said viciously.

I saw Song Wan pinching the trick with both hands, chanting incantations in his mouth, and laying a layer of defensive shield around his body, as long as he was not stupid, he could guess that he was preparing to cast a spell that was not powerful, but he couldn't let him succeed.

Han Leng's face turned pale, and the red light on the dragon pattern sword flashed, and he was about to break Song Wan's defensive shield, but at this time, Chen Fang suddenly appeared and fought with Han Leng.

With Han Leng's strong strength, Chen Fang was not his opponent at all, but Chen Fang's purpose was not to defeat Han Leng, he was just buying time for Song Wan.

Han Leng knocked Chen Fang aside with three strikes and five divisions, but at this time, Song Wan had already finished reciting the incantation, and a terrifying aura suddenly swept over.

"Extremely Cold Domain!" Song Wan spat out four words from his mouth.

Suddenly, the surrounding world changed color, the cold wind howled, and the four ice walls rose from the ground, completely locking Han Leng inside.

The temperature inside the ice wall continued to drop, and a layer of frost quickly formed on Han Leng's dragon pattern sword, and the red light on the sword body faded a lot.

In this ice wall, Han Leng also felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his hands instantly turned red, his eyebrows and hair began to form ice slag, and even the movement of his limbs slowed down.

"Is this the ice spell of the middle vehicle?" Han Leng thought bitterly in his heart, I am afraid that this battle also knows that the multiplication spell can be manifested.

He had a very strong premonition that if he didn't find a way to get out of here, it wouldn't be long before he became a lifelike ice sculpture.

As soon as he thought of this, Han Leng raised the dragon pattern sword, slammed the sword body with his fingers to shatter the ice, and then used the dragon pattern sword to throw out a few sword qis, but the sword qi could only leave very shallow traces on the ice wall, and there was still a very big gap between breaking the stone wall.

"No, the ice wall that can't even be destroyed by a top-level magic weapon, can I only..." Han Leng's eyes suddenly became firm, he slapped his hand on the Qiankun bag, and with a burst of white light, the rune spirit given by the master appeared in his palm.