"Poisoned and fettered little monk! You are like a bird in a cage, always eager to fly in the air! You are quietly trying to refine the poisonous gas! I don't know, I don't know!"

The young disciple of the Yuyang Sect had an evil smile on his face, and he sang loudly and unscrupulously while flying with the imperial weapon. But when the monk Zhiming of the Huixin Sect who followed behind heard this, his face couldn't help but change slightly, so he had to quietly collect his work and continue to follow.

As the two of them flew through the wasteland and arrived at a mountain range full of dense forests, the disciple of the Yuyang Sect suddenly stopped in the air, closed his eyes slightly and muttered. And Monk Zhiming also seemed to sense something, and with a wave of his hand, a golden bowl flew out and suspended above his head, and a small red mallet and a jet-black Weituo rod hovered in front of him.

At this moment, the treetops shook, and two figures rose. One was about 20 years old, dressed in purple robes hunting in the wind, stepping on an emerald green medicine shovel, standing upside down in the air, while the other was in his thirties, dressed in a black suit, stepping on a long black knife, and seven short axes on his head were scorching and hovering in black light.

"Li Tianzao, a disciple of the inner door of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and Liu Zhigao, a disciple of the inner door of the Xuandao Hall, I didn't expect you to come here too, how did you come in?" The disciple of the Yuyang Sect was calm, but his heart was already turbulent.

Li Tianzao, a purple-robed young man, laughed and said, "Gui Yunyou! This is really hell, it seems that you and I can settle the old feud well!"

"Huh...... Just because the two of you dare to say such big words, are there still a few Daoists who are hiding from laying eggs?" The original Yuyang Sect disciple named Gui Yunyou smiled indifferently, and his gaze swept towards a bush beside him.

Sure enough, there was a sound in the bushes, and three black-robed figures flew up, but they were three disciples of the Tiansha Sect, two men and one woman, who immediately outflanked them after they rose into the air, surrounding Gui Yunyou and Zhiming.

The two men are not amazing, they are twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but they both have a twelve-layer cultivation, and the woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old, her skin is as white as jade, and her eyebrows are picturesque, if Yang Shao is here, she will definitely recognize that this woman is Li Xianhui, and she has also had a ten-layer cultivation in the past three years.

"The inner disciples of the Tiansha Sect, Xing Zhixia, Suo Fang......ping! This beautiful Taoist friend is so beautiful, I like it! Why don't you report your surname and get acquainted?"

Gui Yunyou seems to be frivolous and profligate, but he has a wide range of friends, and he casually read out the names of several people. And he was also very shrewd, seeing that Li Xianhui's cultivation was a little lower, as soon as the words fell, he made a move, and a golden flying sword flew away.

Then with a pinch, a fusiform oar floated out, swollen in the wind and rotated around the figure. With a wave of the other hand, more than a dozen mid-level talismans were thrown at Li Tianzao and Liu Zhigao on the opposite side, and another red cylinder was taken out and aimed at Liu Zhixia.

"Senior Brother Suo, take care of Senior Sister Li!" The Heavenly Demon Sect Xingzhi Xia shouted when he first saw Gui Yunyou's move, and just summoned two blue-black sledgehammer-shaped magic weapons before he had time to excite them, when he saw the red circle pointing over, he immediately flew away like a ghost, avoiding it from a distance.

Unexpectedly, Gui Yunyou swung the red cylinder and slapped it at Suo Fangping, and suddenly a large red flying needle shot out overwhelmingly, and in the sound of swishing porphyrs, Suo Fangping was caught off guard, and was shot like a hedgehog by this needle, and a stream of blood mist erupted from his body, falling from the air.

In the flash of fire, Li Tianzao and Liu Zhigao flew to avoid it, and then sacrificed a flying sword with blue light and a black sword to slash towards Gui Yunyou.

"Zhiming! The antidote continues, drag the two of them for me!" Gui Yunyou patted the fusiform oars in front of him and threw a white pill towards Monk Zhiming.

Monk Zhiming was overjoyed when he heard this, took the white pill and saw that it was the antidote "Bingxin Pill" of the highly poisonous "Devouring Soul Powder" he had in it, and immediately swallowed it in one gulp, pinching the trick with both hands, and the wooden fish mallet and Wei Tuo rod attacked Li Tianzao and Liu Zhigao respectively.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Gui Yunyou's mouth, and with a little finger, the golden flying sword roared and continued to slash towards Li Xianhui, and aimed the fiery red cylinder at Xing Zhixia again, this time without hesitation.

A puff of fiery red needles spread out in the air about two zhang in size, which was unguardable, and Xing Zhixia had to dodge and flee again. Gui Yunyou's feet urged the fire spirit fan to fly out, and his body was like a ghost in the blink of an eye, and he reached Li Xianhui's side, and suddenly five fingers on the ground, and a cloud of green mist shrouded him.

Li Xianhui's face was pale, and she was about to dodge, but her mind was dizzy and she was about to fall into the air. Gui Yunyou laughed out loud when his wisdom succeeded, his figure swept out, and he picked up Li Xianhui and flew away.

"Not good! This little thief is greedy and lustful, chase quickly!" Xing Zhixia shouted, the imperial weapon chased out, and threw it with both hands, and two blue-black sledgehammers flew away, but Gui Yunyou was extremely fast, and the sledgehammer was exhausted before he could chase, and Xing Zhixia then caught up and caught it, and continued to chase wildly.

Gui Yunyou took the opportunity to escape, Monk Zhiming had already seen it, and he was annoyed and hateful in his heart, and a burst of fierce attacks finally disrupted Li Tianzao and Liu Zhigao's formation, and then flew away in the other direction.

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On the edge of a waterhole, sixteen people watched the Sancai Open Light Fruit in the center of the waterhole, and after the two tried to snatch the fruit and escaped by everyone, no one dared to act rashly. The number of disciples of the remaining three factions is about the same, six people from the Guangqi Sect, five people from the Immortal Fu Sect and the Huixin Sect, and after discussion, it was decided to compete in the fighting method, and the loser was automatically eliminated from the game and stayed away, and the three winners each got one.

When Yang Shao and the four of them who were lurking not far away heard it, they also quietly discussed, so Zhai Xuanguang and Yu Lanzhu appeared and floated out, while Yang Shao and Jin Mengrong remained invisible and continued to watch.

Those sixteen people wanted to besiege and expel them, but the people's hearts were not aligned, and Zhai Xuanguang and Yu Lanzhu Xiu were not weak, so they had to agree to join them. So, a competition began.

First, a young Taoist priest from the Immortal Fu Sect and a small monk from the Huixin Sect fought the law, but under the cover of a series of bombardment of rune paper, the young Taoist priest then bullied and released two magic weapons to attack, and the little monk was immediately knocked out. The nun, who was in her thirties, gave an order as promised, and the little monk had to retreat far away.

The winning young Taoist priest of the Immortal Fu Sect then picked up a disciple of the Guangqi Sect, but the trick just now did not work, but the disciple of the Guangqi Sect seized the gap, and was defeated by a sudden shot, and then was sent away by the envoy.

With a few rounds of elimination, when half of the people who had been out of the game were far away, only seven or eight people were still in place to continue the challenge, and finally it was Yu Lanzhu's turn to play, she defeated two people in a row, but then when she faced the nun who was the leader of the Huixin Sect, there was a fight for a while.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on the scene of the fighting method, Yang Shao made the invisibility talisman invalid as soon as he moved, Mo Qianqian's illusion changed his appearance, and took out a white bead given by Zhai Xuanguang to excite it, and suddenly this bead released a white light mask to wrap him. Yang Shao then sneaked into the grass for a while, lay down on the edge of a pond that led straight to the pool, and swam over until his body slowly submerged into the water.

And in that grass, Jin Mengrong also quietly retreated to the west and sneaked, and when she reached a small dirt slope, she remained invisible, quietly waiting for things to change.

Yang Shao was swimming underwater, only to feel that the water in this pool was cold and biting, and he couldn't help but shiver his teeth for a while, and he arrived under the fruit tree in a short time. He carefully observed for a while, and there was a large honeycomb ball under the fruit tree, which was supposed to be the nest of the Yin Bee, but it was empty, and it had obviously been led away by the people who came before to kill it.

Yang Shao quietly glanced back, and saw that the group of people did not pay attention to this side, and Zhai Xuanguang seemed to be unintentional, but he was actually deliberately standing aside and preparing to intercept, and suddenly his heart was happy, so he removed the water-avoiding pearl light cover, endured the cold breath in the pool water, took out a medicine sickle and three wooden boxes and jumped into the sky, waved and pinched the trick with both hands, the medicine sickle flew out and went around left and right, red, green, and purple three spirit fruits fell, and the three wooden boxes were caught in time, and Yang Shao beckoned back.

"It's not good! someone is stealing the spirit fruit, catch him quickly!" Several people watching from the other side of the waterhole heard a commotion in the waterhole, and they all looked over. The senior brother who led the team of the Guangqi Sect shouted loudly, and was about to pursue with the magic weapon, but Zhai Xuanguang flashed to stop him and suddenly shook his hand, and a snow-white flying sword with a hint of cold air arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"Why are you stopping me?" the Guangqi Sect Senior Brother didn't even react, and yelled with a confused expression.

At this time, the others wanted to pursue, and Yu Lanzhu also shot at the same time, dragging several people to death. And those disciples of the Three Sects who were out of the game and retreated from afar, they wanted to pursue but couldn't do it.

With this delay, Yang Shao had put away the medicine sickle and the wooden box, drove the golden wolf shuttle weapon and flew away in the air, and after arriving at a small dirt slope, he met Jin Mengrong, and the two fled together in the direction of the inner valley.