Seeing that the figures of these two people were getting closer and closer, Qin Ziyang did not make the slightest move, but waited quietly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

These two people are a man and a woman, the man is tall, handsome and handsome, and he cultivates around the late stage of Qi training.

As for the female monk behind him, she is also smiling and smiling, the little bird is human, and her cultivation is comparable to Qin Ziyang, a good pair of talented women.

Both of them were disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, and no one had a long sword in their hands and walked towards this side.

Qin Ziyang looked at the corpse outside, his eyes changed slightly. The corpse of the unlucky egg of the Diyan Sect that he killed three days ago was chopped into several pieces by him and thrown around, but he didn't expect that a nest of corrosive ants would come in the past three days, and they were constantly gnawing on these pieces of meat that were about to rot.

This corrosive ant is just a spirit insect that basically does not enter the stream, and it is not even a spirit worm. Feeding on rotting meat, plants, etc., for the monks, their effect was only useful in refining several low-level elixirs such as hemostatic pills and antidote pills.

But this trial evaluation is based on the quantity and quality of spirit insects, no matter how small the spirit insects, they are also spirit insects, and they can't be wasted!

In the outside world, this kind of corrosive ant is basically not worth a few spirit stones, but it is also very rare, except for the abundance of corrosive ants in some places in the Northern Desert Continent, Beiling Continent has basically not seen it.

This Spirit Worm Sect is worthy of being a big faction that can still gain a foothold under the suppression of the Zheng Imperial Family three hundred years ago, and even this kind of rare Spirit Worm Insect eggs in Beiling Continent can be found, no wonder these two disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect are a little excited.

Seeing that these two disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect were getting closer and closer, Qin Ziyang's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and the Cold Moon Blade in his hand wanted to be sacrificed.

Because he saw that three talismans suddenly appeared in the hands of the male monk who was walking in the front, and with a flick of his hand, they turned into three fist-sized fireballs and rushed towards the three places.

"Discovered?!" Qin Ziyang was shocked in his heart, because there was a fireball in the direction of the impact that was exactly where he was hiding!

"Well, that's not right! If you find me hiding here, you will never use this low-level low-level fireball talisman to attack, it's a temptation!" Five hundred years of cultivation experience stopped his intention to take the lead at the last moment.

Sure enough, the man breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the three fireballs hit their respective booking locations.

"Senior brother, I said it's safe here, you're still so careful!" The junior sister behind the man said coquettishly: "Look at you, we have only caught seven or eight spirit worms along the way, but the loss of low-level talismans is almost twenty!"

"Hehe...... the man smiled embarrassedly, "Be careful of making the 10,000-year-old ship." ”

"Yes, just be careful!" The woman still didn't give up, and said, "We are the disciples of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, who would dare to do anything with us? And the little girl in Purple Smoke Valley actually gave us a camouflage butterfly, which is really funny. ”

"Camouflage butterfly?" Qin Ziyang's heart moved, although this camouflage butterfly was a first-order spirit insect, it had an extremely special detection ability.

This camouflage butterfly blends its color with its surroundings, making it difficult for ordinary monks to spot its presence without looking closely.

Moreover, after this camouflage butterfly is refined by a monk or controlled by other secret methods, it will sound a special alarm when someone is approaching, and only the monk who refines or controls it can arrive.

"Very good, this camouflage butterfly is mine!" Qin Ziyang secretly thought, and soon, the voices of the two of them were getting closer and closer.

"Yes, yes, junior sister, what you said is right. Now it's just the outermost layer of the trial ground, and soon we will be in the middle area, which is not as safe as outside!" The man said patiently, "I've heard from a few senior brothers that there were such trials in the past few years. The more you get to the later stage, the more chaotic it will be, and when the time comes, let alone robbing things, you will be lucky to be able to save a life!"

"Okay, okay, I know, you hurry up and put away these corrosive ants, we need to hurry to the middle area. The woman was impatiently annoyed and urged vigorously.

"Don't worry, junior sister, I'll take these corrosive ants. The man stopped talking, apparently subduing the corrosive ants.

"Good opportunity!" Qin Ziyang drank lightly in his heart, pinched it with one hand, and the Cold Moon Blade, which had been prepared for a long time, roared, and rushed out of the gap he had deliberately left in front of the stone cave.

Then, he kicked in front of the rocks at the entrance of the stone cave, and the whole person shot out like an arrow off the string.

In the blink of an eye, he found the Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple who was squatting on the ground stunned, obviously startled.

Not far away, the female disciple was still somewhat experienced, facing Qin Ziyang who suddenly made a move and the senior brother who was about to die, instead of helping, she slapped the storage bag and sacrificed a handkerchief-shaped defensive magic weapon.

Qin Ziyang's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and as soon as he struck, two fireballs the size of a human head suddenly formed in the air, and it was the low-level intermediate talisman that he had obtained from the storage bag of the unlucky monk of the Earth Yan Sect three days ago, and the flame fireball exploded.

The monk's face changed slightly, and she already understood that her senior brother was already unlucky, and her heart moved. Taking advantage of this sneak attack monk to deal with his senior brother, he actually tore open a magic talisman and swept into the distance.

There were two "booms", and a violent explosion sounded, mixed with a scream before death.

My brother is dead, and she can't stay here.

However, before she could sweep a few meters away, a huge fishing net suddenly appeared above her head, enveloping her firmly.

Seeing the two monks approaching and sleepy together, Qin Ziyang's figure flashed, grabbed the storage bag on the waist of the man who was already dead, and then grabbed the spirit net, and then got into the temporary cave again!

"Fellow Daoist, spare your life, spare your life!" The woman was bound to death by the spirit net, and her whole person was like a big shrimp curled up together.

However, from Qin Ziyang's eyes, this woman's current body shape is extremely tempting, fat where it should be, and warped where it should be.

"Huhu......" Qin Ziyang's breathing suddenly became rapid, and another desire appeared in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Damn, it's this dragon essence blood and poison again!" Qin Ziyang scolded secretly, looking greedily at the female monk of the Yuanyang Sword Sect who was trapped by the spirit net, and muttered: "You Yuanyang Sword Sect monk is cultivating the Yuanyang Sword Codex, and you can't break it before building the foundation. If you still don't succeed in building a foundation after the age of 30, then you can choose a double cultivation partner! Am I right?"

"You...... How do you know!" The woman was terrified, she was young but she didn't seem to understand some things, and the thin-looking teenager in front of her made her look very uneasy!

"Hey, hey, rest assured. I'll be a little lighter!" After speaking, Qin Ziyang waved one hand.

"Poof", the woman's dantian suddenly made a sound, as if a balloon had been punctured.

"Ah, my dantian, you have abolished my cultivation ......"

Qin Ziyang didn't care at all about this woman's wail, and waved his hand again to take back the spirit binding net. Looking at the female monk of the Yuanyang Sword Sect who was weakened by the destruction of the dantian, she pounced viciously.

At this moment, an evil law suddenly appeared in Qin Ziyang's mind.

"Great Yin and Yang Acacia Fu"!