Chang Shan walked forward for more than eighty zhang, and when he reached the intersection in front of him, he was surprised to find that there was a cultivator standing with a sword in the two passages in front of him.

Thinking of the cultivator he had seen before, Chang Shan's eyes flashed, and without the slightest hesitation, he was ready to retreat.

At this moment, the cultivator who looked a little older among the two cultivators spoke: "Senior Brother Kaishan Sword Luo has occupied a place within twenty miles of the vicinity, you should step back a little further!"

"Open Mountain Sword Luo Lie!"

Chang Shan's expression tightened slightly, and he arched his hand at the cultivator who spoke, and stepped back quickly.

In Juyingtang, there are nearly 1,000 forces that are either tight or loose, and these forces are only a few people in the small ones and nearly a thousand in the big ones.

Since the cultivators in the Juying Hall change a lot every year, these forces in the Juying Hall also have some big or small changes.

Now, there are seven forces with more than 800 people in the Juying Hall.

Although the Giant Sword Sect does not prevent the outer disciples from forming gangs, these outer disciples will not determine a fixed name for their forces out of taboo.

Generally speaking, the cultivators in the Juying Hall distinguish these forces by the name of the person who leads them.

The founding sword Luo Lie is the leader of one of the seven major forces.

"Could this area be a gathering place for soul-sucking centipedes? I haven't heard that there will be any fixed gathering place for soul-sucking centipedes?"

Thinking wildly, Chang Shan retreated more than twenty miles along the road he passed before stopping.

"If this area is really a gathering place for soul-sucking centipedes, wouldn't there be a lot of cheap ones to pick up?"

Chang Shan thought of this, his eyes flashed, and there was obviously some abnormality, but after hesitating, he dispelled his plan to grab food.

After turning at an intersection to a mine that he had not walked before, Chang Shan deliberately deviated from the area occupied by Luo Lie, and every time he passed through an intersection, he chose the mine on the far side on the right.

After moving forward for almost an hour, Chang Shan had not yet encountered a group of soul-sucking centipedes, but he first encountered a spirit-sucking centipede that was not lightly injured.

"Luck!"

Chang Shan was overjoyed, and slowly approached the soul-sucking centipede that was absorbing the spiritual power of the spirit stone to heal his wounds, and when he moved to a foot in front of it, he suddenly burst out, one arm hugged the body of the soul-sucking centipede, and the other arm was picked up one after another, regardless of the filaments that the soul-sucking centipede spit on his body, and kept hitting the spirit-sucking centipede's head with his fist.

Bang!

With his own fists, Chang Shan punched thirty-seven punches, smashing the hard shell on the head of the soul-sucking centipede and killing the soul-sucking centipede.

After beating the Spirit Sucking Centipede to death, Chang Shan didn't dare to move when he felt the pain in his right hand, and at the same time, he also felt that his true yuan was sucked away by the Spirit Sucking Centipede in just a few moments.

Chang Shan intently observed the somewhat dull Yuan Dan in the dantian, and then glanced at the blood-drenched right hand, there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes, but also a little excitement.

Putting the spirit sucking centipede into the storage bag, Chang Shan retreated more than two miles, and then sat cross-legged on the ground and cultivated.

As soon as he started the "Dragon Elephant Formula", Chang Shan felt a strong aura burrowing into his body from the ground.

Chang Shan's eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "I didn't expect that the ground of the mine cave contained such a strong aura?" That's right, if it weren't for the soil and stone containing such a thick aura, the power of the Yuan Shen would not be so limited in the mine." ”

After thinking about it for a while, Chang Shan concentrated on running the "Dragon Elephant Formula".

Two quarters of an hour later, when Chang Shan's true yuan recovered, he looked at his right hand, and his brows couldn't help but furrow again.

At this time, although his true yuan has recovered, his right hand has not healed, and now he encounters an injured soul-sucking centipede, can he kill it?

Frowning and pondering for a moment, Chang Shan still got up and stood up.

While carefully warming his wound with true yuan, Chang Shan walked forward slowly.

After walking forward for less than half an hour, Chang Shan met a cultivator who was walking towards him.

In the Juying Hall, most of the cultivators' faces were in their thirties and forties, and there were very few who looked as young as Chang Shan, but the cultivator he met now looked not a few years older than him.

He is slightly shorter than Chang Shan, but his face is more handsome than Chang Shan.

"How did he go backwards? Is he already at the end of the mine?"

Chang Shan didn't know how big the Lingshi Mine they were in was, but it had been a few days since they had been in the mine, and he might have really come to the end of the mine.

After a slight pause, Chang Shan and the cultivator nodded, and then walked forward.

Just as he was about to walk to the cultivator's side, the cultivator suddenly stopped, looked at Chang Shan and asked, "Have you seen a soul-sucking centipede with a short dagger on its body?"

Chang Shan stopped, shook his head and said, "No!"

"Really?"

The cultivator glanced at Chang Shan's right hand, stared at the storage bag on Chang Shan's waist and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother, can you let me see your storage bag below? That short dagger is a family heirloom below, and it must not be lost below." ”

Chang Shan's brows furrowed slightly, raised his eyebrows, and replied lightly: "Such a coincidence? Zai Xia is also looking for a family heirloom in Xia, it is a pale yellow filament, has Senior Brother seen it?"

"Pale yellow filament, is it a magic weapon, or is it a Qimen weapon?"

"Qimen Weapon!"

After saying this, Chang Shan suddenly retreated seven or eight feet back.

Chang Shan had just retreated, and a yellow light shot at the place where he had been before.

"Senior brother, if you want your dagger, then follow up!"

Laughing, Chang Shan slowly stepped back.

Until Chang Shan retreated to thirty zhang away, the cultivator did not follow.

"It's really unlucky to meet such a person!"

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Chang Shan hesitated, took a few steps forward, and found that the cultivator was no longer in his original position.

After pondering for a moment, Chang Shan slowly retreated again.

Chang Shan asked himself if he was still a generous person, but when someone looked for his bad luck and regarded him as a good deceitful, he would not endure it when he didn't need to be patient.

He chose to retreat, but he felt that killing the soul-sucking centipede was more important than finding trouble with the man.

Retreating to the intersection closest to him, Changshan turned into another mine.

For most of the next half a day, Chang Shan did not encounter a single group of Soul Sucking Centipedes, but he did encounter more than thirty cultivators.

These cultivators were all walking alone, some moving forward, some backward, obviously looking for something.

Feeling that he was encountering more and more cultivators, Chang Shan thought about it, and like before, when he encountered an intersection, he chose to go to the mine on the far edge of the right-hand side.

Chang Shan chose to avoid those cultivators because he felt that he couldn't take advantage there.

After about half a day, Chang Shan encountered a group of spirit sucking centipedes with only seven spirit sucking centipedes.

Chang Shan didn't hesitate too much, and after taking out the ground-splitting stick that had been bent into a bow, he exposed his breath.

After leading the seven Soul Sucking Centipedes back for half an hour, Chang Shan felt a little tired, and after the seven Spirit Sucking Centipedes chased him away, he stopped leading them over.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Chang Shan thought wildly while slowly running the true yuan.

"Brother Che's harvest now must be not small! If I had told them before that my eyesight in the dark was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and I also had a low-grade spiritual qi earth yuan bead, would they have taken me with them?"

When he left Juyingtang, Chang Shan also wanted to join the Che Yonglu couple, but the reason why he never spoke was that his thoughts were very complicated, but to put it simply, he just couldn't wipe his face.

Now that I think about it, Chang Shan also regrets it a little.

Just as Chang Shan was thinking wildly, a blue light suddenly appeared in front of him.

When Chang Shan came back to his senses, the blue light had already reached seven or eight feet in front of him.

Chang Shan looked closely, and through a layer of soft cyan light, he saw a centipede that exuded a pale cyan brilliance all over his body.

Except for the color, this centipede was no different from the soul-sucking centipedes that Chang Shan had encountered before.

When Chang Shan fixed his eyes on the centipede, he was shocked to find that the centipede was also looking at him.

"Is it a sucking centipede?"

Seeing the cyan centipede rushing towards him, Chang Shan's face changed drastically and he hurriedly retreated.

Chang Shan couldn't see through the cultivation of the cyan centipede, which showed that the cultivation of the cyan centipede exceeded one grade.

The cyan centipede was extremely fast, and as soon as Chang Shan took two steps back, it rushed in front of Chang Shan.

When Chang Shan urged the Earth Yuan Bead to emit the light of the Earth Yuan, the cyan centipede instantly spit out a large number of cyan filaments and wrapped them around Chang Shan's body.

"It's really a sucking centipede!"

Chang Shan was slightly stunned, his mind turned sharply, his body moved, and he pounced on the spirit sucking centipede, and smashed it on the cyan centipede's head with his right hand, which had just healed from the wound.

The cyan spirit sucking centipede absorbed the true yuan very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, Chang Shan had a feeling that the Yuan Dan had disappeared.

Chang Shan was horrified in his heart, and hit the cyan spirit sucking centipede's head with his right fist like crazy.

Suddenly, Chang Shan felt a suction force reach Zhihai.

Before Chang Shan could be shocked, the suction force suddenly disappeared.

After being stunned for a moment, Chang Shan was surprised to find that his true yuan had stopped decreasing.

"It's dead?"

Chang Shan subconsciously looked at the cyan centipede's head, only to see that the cyan brilliance on the cyan centipede's body had disappeared.

The cyan centipede had a lot of blood stains on its head, which was Chang Shan's own blood.

"Why did it die all of a sudden?"

Chang Shan sat on the ground softly, pondered for a while, and suddenly got up and stood up, put the cyan spirit sucking centipede into the storage bag, and then quickly left the place.

When encountering an intersection, Changshan chooses the mine on the right-hand side to walk.

After moving quickly for half an hour, Chang Shan felt tired all over his body, and then stopped.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Chang Shan observed the Yuan Dan in the dantian with the power of the Yuan Shen, and found that although his Yuan Dan was not broken, it was already dim.

In just a short moment, Chang Shan's true yuan was sucked by the spirit sucking centipede nearly fifty percent.