Chapter Thirty-Nine: Into the Ruins

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect looked angry, but when they saw that no less than ten disciples of the Yuanyang Sect surrounded them, their faces sank.

"It's best not to let me know that you killed you, otherwise, I will definitely ask Master Shangyuanyang Sect to ask for an explanation. ”

The disciple of the Qingyun Sect snorted coldly, obviously, the enemy was outnumbered, and the five of them found a step for themselves.

"I, Yuanyang Sect, am not someone who comes whenever he wants. ”

The clay man still has three points of fire, not to mention that Fang Rong is still a genius, how can he lose the battle.

When they got here, those who wanted to see the excitement were suddenly disappointed, knowing that they couldn't make a scene. The disciple of the Qingyun Sect snorted coldly and also found a place to sit down.

However, looking at the expressions of the five people, as long as there is a chance, something interesting will definitely happen between them and Fang Rong.

"Brother, it seems that you know the inside story. ”

Chen Zhonghai glanced at Yang Zhi inexplicably, Yang Zhi hurriedly shook his head, he wouldn't admit it if he was killed. Otherwise, once it is leaked, Qingyun Sect will be offended to death.

Yang Zhi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, this is good, in just a few days, one blow offended everyone who offended the dream, and they are not weak.

Time passed, and during this time, some people who were slightly weaker in cultivation had reached an agreement with each other to advance and retreat together.

In fact, it's not uncommon. This is the helpless choice of the weak, if it is not for the weak cultivation, who is willing to share what they have gotten separately. But there are more and more masters, and these people are also forced to form alliances.

"Brother, someone from my sect is here, do you want to come with us?"

Chen Zhonghai saw that the senior brothers of the sect had arrived and asked Yang Zhi.

"Thank you Brother Chen for your kindness, I'll go in and have a look, and my brother doesn't have hope for that inheritance. ”

Yang Zhi refused with a smile, and it was no good to send someone under the fence. In this case, why bother to embarrass Chen Zhonghai again. Chen Zhonghai smiled understandingly, and went to combine with his senior brother.

Yang Zhi took a look, and saw that among the people in Lincang Sect, there were no five Yang Fat people, and he was slightly disappointed.

But I immediately thought about it, the five Yang Fat Men are also firefighters, and they can't leave the sect without special circumstances. Just as Yang Zhi was pondering, there was a sudden violent tremor on Buzhou Mountain.

The surrounding monks were breathing rapidly and their faces flushed. I don't want to know, I'm afraid that the ruins are about to be born.

With a violent tremor, there was a sudden clattering and tearing sound on the top of the mountain. In the heart-pounding tearing sound, the entire mountain peak shook violently, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the torn crack.

With the light, a majestic aura gushes out, making people feel refreshed.

"Look, the ruins have been born. ”

I don't know who exclaimed, and in the light, a passage appeared. At the end of the passage is a courtyard, which is huge enough to accommodate thousands of people.

"Rush. ”

As soon as the passage appeared, those who cultivated as weak rushed towards the passage without their lives. Yang Zhi saw that Fang Rong and the others looked at the monks who rushed up, and their faces were mocking.

There are eccentricities, there must be eccentricities, because Yang Zhi found that the disciples of the various sects were all immovable. Yang Zhi had already stepped out of his feet and forcibly took it back.

"Ahh ”

Suddenly, a scream came. The monk who rushed to the entrance of the passage first looked frightened, and the dazzling light, like a rain of arrows, suddenly turned the monk's body into a hornet's nest.

The people in front of them all looked frightened, but the people behind them continued to rush upward. The people in front couldn't retreat, so they could only be pushed by the people behind and sent into the light.

In a moment, more than a dozen people were already pierced by the light, and their souls were scattered.

Yang Zhi's face changed greatly, and in those rays of light, he actually faintly felt the existence of sword qi. Could it be that the owner of the ruins is still alive?

A scream, instead of stopping the monks behind, aroused the desire of the monks behind to conquer.

At the entrance, there was a meat grinder, with its mouth wide open, waiting for the monks to go in one after another. and then mercilessly devoured the lives of each other.

Zhou Yuhan's face turned pale, and he hugged Yang Zhi's arm tightly, a girl is a girl after all, but Yang Zhi is no better.

The light lasted for a long time before dimming, and without the light, the danger disappeared temporarily. As the first one entered the passage smoothly, the monks behind him poured into the passage even more frantically.

Yang Zhi saw that the disciples of the major sects began to act, so he pulled Zhou Yuhan, took a step, and followed the flow towards the passage.

At the entrance, there are hundreds of corpses, and there is still the horror before death. There were even corpses that were trampled into flesh by the monks behind.

Yang Zhi finally knows what life is. Yang Zhi followed the disciples of the Martial Dao Sect and entered the passage. The passage is paved with white jade, and walking on it is smooth and bright, so uncomfortable.

Behind the Martial Dao Sect, there was a disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, and Yang Zhi felt at least ten hostile gazes falling on his back.

Entering the passage, it was an open space, and Yang Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up. In that open space, there are actually various elixirs recorded in "Grass and Tree Change".

It's just that these elixirs are wrapped in a light curtain, and if you think about it, this light curtain is an enchantment. The monks who came in were all red-eyed, desperately bombarding the light curtain. Yang Zhi was also short of breath and joined the bombardment army.

"Let's work together, as long as the barrier is opened, the elixir will be ours. ”

I don't know who shouted, and everyone joined the bombardment. Suddenly, explosions exploded one after another, and the flying spiritual power and sword qi continued to bombard the light curtain.

Click, click, click, Everyone's faces were overjoyed, and the power of the bombardment suddenly increased a lot.

Finally, although the barrier was strong, under the bombardment of hundreds of people, it finally could not hold it and was forcibly broken.

As soon as the barrier was broken, all the monks poured into the medicine garden like red-eyed locusts, and one by one the elixirs were put into the space bag.

"500 Years of Ginseng...... Three hundred years of dragon's blood vine...... Four hundred years of fish scale grass ......!"

Yang Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he kept sending the elixir into the space bag that Zhou Yuhan gave him.

"What's that? 800 years of live sheep weed. ”

At this time, someone suddenly screamed. Live sheep weed, a necessary medicine for refining the Boundary Breaking Pill, a Boundary Breaking Pill, but it is a pity that the peak of the Lingcheng Realm can easily enter the Lingtai Realm.

Five-hundred-year-old live sheep weed is already superb, let alone eight-hundred-year-old. Everyone went crazy and rushed towards the live sheep weed.

"Fuck off, that's mine. ”

As soon as a monk's hand reached for the live sheep weed, a cold light swept in, and the monk was blown in half without even screaming.

"Be bold, ants also deserve to have the best elixir, get out of here. ”

Another person waved his palm, and a stream of air blasted towards the person who had sneaked up on him before. Crazy, crazy, all crazy. It's terrible, and it's really the human heart.

A live sheep weed plant suddenly caused a big war, and one by one the fresh lives were buried like this.

Yang Zhi pulled Zhou Yuhan to retreat quickly, this live sheep weed was already a bad star who sticks to who dies, Yang Zhi didn't dare to risk himself.

After more than a dozen people died, the terrifying smell of blood finally made Yibo sober up, and learned Yang Zhi to retreat and withdraw from the competition. Although the elixir is good, it is a blessing to have a life to enjoy, otherwise, it is a puff that is innocent and guilty.