Ten years away, Fang took Xun Xuan and Yi Nan to the Choking Ridge for the third time, released the White Bird Boat, and flew to the depths of the demon spirit world.

It is more difficult to find a tenth-order demon beast, it took eight years to kill twenty tenth-order demon cultivators, the twelfth-order spirit treasure whip and swallowing wheel have successively made meritorious contributions, the power is terrifying, in addition to the cultivation of the two people to the peak of the ninth layer of the merger, they have also harvested a lot of resources, it is worth mentioning that they killed two colorful tigers and howling lions in the late stage of the tenth order, and found a thousand catties of meteorites in the cave of the colorful tigers, and obtained a total of six hundred and seventy high-grade spirit stones, and other resources were directly distributed to the two.

After returning to the Drifting Sect, Huang Ling brought the distribution method of the Lingyue Sect, that is, all the Mahayana monks of the three major sects made moves at the same time in the Blue Blood Valley, and the strong ones got it, and the skills were not as good as Rao's words, and they could only watch, and they didn't care about life or death.

This is obviously a way to bully the weak, taking advantage of the large number of people and wanting to possess all three blue blood fruits, Huang Ling and Hua Wuyue both had blue noses.

"It's okay to do this, the cultivation realm is already the weak!"

Hearing that there was no objection to Fang, Huang Ling was a little surprised, and looked at Fang with strange eyes.

"This is not necessarily a good thing, the spirit of the Blue Blood Fruit is naturally obtained by the capable!" Fang smiled mysteriously.

"After all, the Lingyue Sect has a lot of people, even if we unite with the Fine Seed Sect, we are in a weak position, how can we rob them?"

"More people does not necessarily mean stronger, we may not be able to defeat the opponent!"

"That's all it can be!" Huang Ling sighed.

"Since the rules formulated by the Lingyue Sect, the three blue blood fruits will naturally be taken back, and when the time comes, I will take one of them, how about one for each of you and Hua Wuyue?"

"What? Let Daoyou do this?" Huang Ling was a little shocked, and when he saw that it didn't look like a joke, he also became serious.

"Of course, how do we prepare?"

"Don't prepare, just cheer for our two Dachen Fields when the time comes, and I'm not paying attention to the twelve Mahayana yet!" Fang said with a faint smile.

"Okay, it's up to you to let go of Daoyou!" Huang Ling left with apprehension, and went to the Fine Seed Sect Hua Wuyue to discuss the specific actions.

Let Xun Xuan and Yi Nan retreat for ten years, and then break through the Mahayana, the two of them have outstanding qualifications and nine spiritual fruits in hand, breaking through the Mahayana is not a problem, it is only a matter of time, the only thing is whether the two can break through the pass when they are released back to the Qianjie.

He used the colorful tiger bone and a thousand catties of meteorite plus two hundred high-grade spirit stones to refine a twelve-order Lingbao Colorful Sword, and used the Howling Lion Bone and a thousand catties of meteorites and two hundred high-grade spirit stones to refine a twelve-order Lingbao Howling Sword, which was directly given to the two of them.

The colorful sword was given to Wang Xunxuan, and the Xiao sword was given to Wang Yinan, and then ten tenth-order purple fire talismans and ten eleven-order fire dragon talismans were made from twenty tenth-order animal skins, which were also distributed to the two of them for life-saving purposes.

At this moment, the three gates in the spirit are already tense, and the tense atmosphere is spreading among the three gates, the drifting sect and the fine seed sect are weak and nervous, and the spirit yue sect is not much better, there is no absolute certainty that they can win the battle, and they are worried about the occurrence of unexpected events, so it is not easy, and it is also like a big burden

The battle between the three gates of the Blue Blood Valley was imminent, and the retreat began less than eight months before the scheduled date.

Huang Ling and Hua Wuyue have been worried, and their hearts are about to rise to their throats.

On the day when the blue blood fruit is about to ripen, the falling flowers are colorful, the yellow leaves are flying, and there is a scene of slaughter inside and outside the blue blood valley.

On that day, the twelve Mahayana monks of the Lingyue Sect confronted the ten Mahayana monks of the Drifting Sect and the Fine Seed Sect at the mouth of the Blue Blood Valley.

Seeing that there was one less person in the United Sect, the Lingyue Sect was even more happy, and as soon as the time came, it took the lead in attacking, and the spiritual weapons of the two sides came and went, the spells flew around, and the surroundings were destroyed to the point of disappearance, dust was flying, and rubble was splashing.

Soon, the Lingyue Sect, which had the advantage in numbers, took control of the situation, and suppressed the Drifting Sect and the Fine Seed Sect bitterly, but there was no way to do it due to the gap in strength and numbers.

At this moment, a white flying boat rowed through a beautiful arc, speeding from a distance, dodging and maneuvering, bypassing the warring sides, and speeding towards the depths of the Blue Blood Valley.

"Friends are here!" Huang Ling shouted, cheering up his own people.

"It's the Mahayana of the Drifting Sect, don't let him enter the valley!" Sun Zhi, the ancestor of the Lingyue Sect, immediately shouted.

All the spiritual weapons and spells of the Lingyue Sect monks were released for a while, and a layer of blue defensive shield was suddenly wrapped around the White Bird Boat, blocking all the attacks, and the speed of flying towards the valley did not decrease, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between them and everyone was widened.

The Lingyue Sect monks were shocked, and they no longer fought with the two sect monks, and chased down, and the Drifting Sect and the Fine Seed Sect saw that they were put into the Blue Blood Valley, and they also chased in, wanting to drag the Lingyue Sect people as much as possible.

"This person actually has Blue God Sand!" Gongsun Zhi was obviously a little discouraged, but he still chased forward, and the distance was obviously getting bigger and bigger.

Put it into the depths of the Blue Blood Valley, quickly broke the three-layer prohibition, flew to the front of the Blue Blood Fruit Tree, quickly pocketed the three Blue Blood Fruits, and then flew back towards the Lingyue Sect people, just when they were about to come into contact with the Lingyue Sect monks, the other party's spirit weapon flew again.

In the place where his mind moved, the Blue God Sand Shield protected the White Bird Boat, and the swallowing wheel in his body flew out, rotating against the magic spirit weapon, and in a moment, "Click! Click!" In the ears, eight spirit weapons were cut off, and the other spirit weapons and spells were blocked by the Blue God Sand Shield.

At this moment, the Mahayana monk of the Lingyue Sect looked at all this with a bewildered expression, and he really didn't want to believe that what he saw was the truth.

"The result has been divided, don't fight fearlessly, it will hurt Qingqing's life!" shouted loudly.

The monks of the Lingyue Sect all stood there, not knowing what to do, and looked at Gongsun Zhi of the ninth layer of Mahayana.

"Forget it! The victory or defeat has been decided, don't sacrifice fearlessly!" The treacherous and cunning Gongsun Zhi has already weighed it clearly, if he doesn't let go of his subordinates, I'm afraid that more than one person will die under the swallowing wheel, this spirit weapon and flying boat are obviously twelveth-order spirit weapons, or even spirit treasures, and they can't deal with it at all.

"Thank you Lingyue Sect for your fellow Daoists, don't hurt your harmony for a few spirit fruits!" let out a long groan.

"Our skills are not as good as others, thank you for your mercy!" Gongsun Zhi also responded loudly, losing and losing frankly.

"Where, where, he will meet in the immortal world and have a care!"

As soon as these words came out, the three sect monks suddenly felt that this battle was really meaningless, and they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Carrying the two Mahayana sects, he said hello to the monks of the Lingyue Sect and flew back to the Drifting Sect.

This beautiful battle for the Blue Blood Fruit made all the two Mahayana sects admire each other and be in awe.

He took out two blue blood fruits and gave them to Huang Ling and Hua Wuyue respectively, which made the two of them excited, and thanked them repeatedly, and the last one was naturally kept for themselves to break through to the peak realm.

At this moment, Xun Xuan and Yi Nan each swallowed a fixed face fruit, a spirit ginseng fruit, and a holy peach fruit, and entered the state in advance, and may break through the Mahayana realm in advance.

After a year of retreat, after swallowing the Blue Blood Fruit, Xiuwei was promoted to the peak position of the ninth layer of Mahayana as he wished, and then he was going to the Yandang Realm to find the Soul Grass.

After arranging everything, I first teleported to the Kuishui Curtain Cave Mansion in the Lingdong Realm, and then activated the teleportation array, and chose the Yandang Realm to spread out, so there will be no last encounter!

His own cultivation has been promoted to the peak of the ninth layer of Mahayana, Xun Xuan and Yi Nan have also broken through the Mahayana realm in retreat, and they have prepared two spiritual treasures and high-level spirit runes for each of them, as well as a large number of cultivation resources, and now there is only one last thing left, which is to find the Soul Grass, and then return to the Dry Realm at any time.

I look forward to this trip to the wild goose realm to be able to make my wishes come true.

Fang has a thorough understanding of the Yandang Realm, the south of the Yandang Realm is a quarantine zone, which is full of dangers, if it is not for the Mahayana nine-layer peak cultivation is difficult to cross, there have been many Mahayana monks who have crossed the experience to bring back very important experience, word of mouth, so that the Yandang Realm is recognized by high-level monks.

As for crossing into the Yandang Realm, it is no different from other regions in the Lingxi Realm, it is just a closed area, and it is said that there is a soul grass growing there, hearing is false, seeing is believing, and you have to go there no matter what.