The young man watched with disdain as the other party suddenly rushed towards him, silently reciting the mantra in his heart, Yan Le lifted the small sword condensed by the wind blade, and threw it directly ten steps away from the other party, the young man saw Yan Le throw out the small sword, and hurriedly lowered his head in a hurry, dodging the blow of Yan Le's wind blade small sword.

Yan Le was not surprised at all by the other party's dodging of his blow, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, raised his arm, and punched the young man who was still five meters away from him.

The young man raised his head, feeling that the other party was punching him with Gangfeng, and in shock, he knew that he didn't have time to recite the Dao Law, so he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and looked gloomily at Yan Le, who was only two meters away from him, and opened his mouth, and a red beam of light suddenly shot out of his mouth at a speed that was already visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the young man who was close at hand, this strange blow, Yan Le didn't stop at all, just turned sideways, and the beam of light penetrated his shoulder, Yan Le endured the severe pain, and the punch he hit also stopped in the air.

The young man just opened his mouth like this, and the beam of light rushed out of a distance of two meters to pierce Yan Le's body and then stopped, the young man looked at Yan Le viciously, without the slightest hesitation, and silently recited the law decision in his heart, wanting to kill the other party.

At this moment, Yan Le gritted his teeth and endured the pain, sneered, and the punch that was stagnant in the air turned into a finger, urging the prepared condensation, and suddenly a finger in the air was on the young man's forehead, under the young man's frightened look, it penetrated, and the beam of light in the young man's mouth also disappeared with the loss of the young man's life.

Seeing that the young man was no longer lifeless, Yan Le seemed to have lost all his strength and sat on the ground, and his back was already soaked, he hurriedly took out a jade bottle from the storage bag and poured out a blood clotting pill and ate it, thinking back to the thrilling battle just now, knowing that he was lucky, the other party didn't want to waste spiritual power in this mysterious place where spiritual energy was lacking, so he would give himself a chance to breathe, otherwise it must be himself who is lying on the ground now, after all, he is just gathering the twelve layers of spiritual perfection.

Frowning and enduring the pain coming from his back and shoulders, Yan Le started his cultivation and continued to heal, refining the Blood Clotting Pill he had just eaten, and Yan Le's bleeding wound was already visible to the naked eye, slowly scabbing over, but the beam that was hit by the young man, the pain that pierced through it did not decrease at all.

Yan Le thought with a somewhat ugly expression, he had already been seriously injured when he came here, so how would he spend the past two years, thinking of this, Yan Le shook his head with a wry smile, held on to the big tree beside him, slowly got up, walked to the young man's side, squatted down and groped.

"I didn't expect that this person's family background is quite rich, twenty low-grade spirit stones, more than three hundred broken spirit stones, with these spirit stones, I am not afraid of the lack of spiritual energy here in the past two years" After speaking, he put it in his storage bag, and then looked at another gold-edged storage bag.

"The clothes of the Ethereal Gate, and the identity tag, this is useful to stay, this is called the magic power of killing, I hope it is not the kind of long-range attack, otherwise I don't have so much aura to use" After checking the gold-rimmed storage bag, Yan Le groaned.

Reciting a mantra silently, a two-meter-long beam of light suddenly rushed out of Yan Le's mouth, stopped urging, and the beam slowly turned into a spot of light and disappeared, Yan Le nodded secretly, with some confidence in his heart, he suddenly felt a chill in his brain, and was stunned, and at this moment, Ye Zhiqiu's voice came.

"When will you help me find a living person, I think that person is good just now, as long as I take him away, then I will know some of the magic powers in his mind, but it's a pity, it's a pity, I'm dead now"

Yan Le frowned, and said in his heart: "Don't worry, I will help you find it, but not now, you must know that if it wasn't for the other party just now, it would be me who died now."

"I know, it's really you, the twelfth layer of the Gathering Spirit actually killed the monks in the early stage of foundation building, it's amazing"

Yan Le sighed, didn't pay attention to the other party, thought about it in his heart, left the fried and tattered robe on the ground, and then took out the clothes of the Ethereal Sect disciple from the storage bag and put them on his body, feeling a little tightness in his chest, and tore the clothes around his chest with both hands, revealing his strong chest.

Yan Le's eyes flashed, he looked around vigilantly, took a step, and walked in the direction he chose, if he could, the disciples who entered this mysterious place would choose to fly the magic weapon, but for some reason, there was a kind of prohibition in the sky, so that some disciples did not dare to urge the magic weapon at all, and flew into the air.

After walking for almost a mile, Yan Le's face showed joy, and he hurriedly walked over, looked at the Yin Han Grass that emitted white cold air with confirmation, hurriedly took out the jade bottle that had been prepared, and slowly collected the dew on the Yin Han Grass, you must know that the dew on the Yin Han Grass is the only choice to help the monk enter the foundation building period, because the monk will have a heart demon when he enters the foundation building period, and the dew on the Yin Han Grass can help the monk to clear his heart, and the heart demon will not take the opportunity to enter.

After collecting the dew, seeing that the jade bottle has completely changed, there is a ghostly light under the dark blue surface, even if Yan Le touches the jade bottle, he will feel a chill, look around cautiously, hurriedly receive the jade bottle into the storage bag, and then take out a pair of gloves and start collecting Yin Han Grass, and the role of Yin Han Grass is the main material for refining Blood Condensation Pill.

Seeing that there were eleven shade and cold grasses in front of him, Yan Le unceremoniously finished collecting them quickly, and put them into the storage bag that did not contain anything, Yan Le's eyes swept away, and he did not notice the breath of others, and then unloaded his hand suit into the storage bag and continued to walk forward.

It didn't take long for him to suddenly walk to a black lake, Yan Le thought a little and took a step, but as soon as he took a few steps, Yan Le immediately stopped, because the two of them were facing each other by the lake, Yan Le's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly dodged and leaned against the big tree, slowly climbed up, and looked at the two of them under the cover of the leaves and branches.

"Senior brother, we are all from the same sect, why should we be like this? What do you say?" said a young man with a scar on his face to a middle-aged man who looked old, but the hand behind his back was preparing for the execution.

"Senior brother is right, since we are brothers in the same family, then junior brother don't fight with senior brother, you leave now, I will compensate junior brother afterwards" The middle-aged man who looked old said softly to the young man opposite, but the hand in his sleeve pinched the law, as long as there was a wind and grass, he immediately exerted his magical powers.

"Senior brother is talking and laughing, the silver leaf three flowers in this lake, you let me give up, so what will you compensate me for?" the young man with a scar on his face sneered.

"Silver Leaf Three Flowers..."Yan Le muttered silently in his heart, his eyes looked at a flower branch in the black lake that only had three leaves of flowers, and each flower was glowing with silver brilliance, Yan Le nodded in confirmation, knowing that the young monk with a scar on his face was not wrong, but this thing was a silver leaf three flowers, and it was also the main material for refining and breaking through the foundation building period of the Gathering Spirit Pill.

The old and middle-aged snorted coldly, no longer talking nonsense, and looked at the junior brother who was still affectionate in the same sect in the past with disdain, urged the supernatural powers, and directly hit the other party.

The young man with the scar on his face had already been prepared, after all, as a disciple in a sect before, they knew each other's means, and then urged the law to decide, forming a strong qi around his body, blocking the magic power from the other party, and quickly took out several runes from the storage bag and threw them directly.

In the flames that exploded one by one, the old middle-aged man kept dodging, but he was still shocked by the explosion, and his blood was churning, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"This is the explosive talisman refined by the master, how can it be in your hand?" said the old man and the middle-aged man pretended to be surprised, although the other party had a talisman to surprise him, but everything he was doing now was just to delay time.

"The master asked us to kill you, and told us that you took a shit luck and found the cave left by your predecessors from a place, not only obtained many spirit stones, but also had a magical power, right... Divine power" The young man with a scar on his face said this, his expression was frightened, and he hurriedly picked up his cultivation, and the protective qi wall around him also became more condensed at this moment.

The middle-aged man had a gloomy face, looked at his junior brother with disdain, and said coldly: "It's late."

At this moment, a hurricane suddenly rose in the sky, and then turned into a little light, condensing into a dark green giant sword, and the young man with a scar on his face raised his head and looked at the giant sword in the sky with a frightened expression while urging his spiritual power to continuously condense the qi wall around his body.

Yan Le, who was watching the play on the side, looked at the giant sword that was one zhang high and three feet wide and breathtakingly formed in the air with a shocked expression, and with a loud shout from the old and middle-aged, the giant sword rushed straight down from the air.

With a loud bang, the young man with a scar on his face and the giant sword that rushed down collided together, making a deafening explosion, and the ground also shook with the explosion, and the young man was the center, and it had collapsed within a radius of thirty meters, forming a large pit one foot deep.

Yan Le, who was watching from the tree, felt that the body of the tree was constantly shaking, and hurriedly fixed the shaking figure, looking at the explosion scene with a surprised expression, and even more so could not imagine the other party's magical powers, the power was so huge, if it was himself, he would have been bombarded into ashes, thinking of this, Yan Le kept looking for the young man with a scar on his face in the fireworks of the explosion.

Looking at the results of his supernatural powers, the old man sneered: "This is the first time I have used it, and I also hope that it will be the last time, and if I can die under this supernatural power, it will also be regarded as giving you insight" After all, I know that as long as I exert this supernatural power, it will definitely be the time of life and death.

After speaking, he ignored the explosion scene of the leaves fluttering and the dust flying, turned around and walked towards the black lake, and when he walked to the shore and was about to pick the three flowers of the vegetable silver leaves, his body suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head in surprise.

Yan Le was also surprised.

I saw that the young man with a scar on his face was no longer what he was before, his clothes were in tatters, the flesh and blood on his body were blurred, his chin had been blown up, the broken flesh on his face and nose made people vomit when he looked at it, and his arms were even more blown up, and one eyeball had disappeared, but the look of poison and resentment in the other eye was even more terrifying.

The old middle-aged looked at each other timidly, and subconsciously took a few steps back, and at this moment, the other party moved, and there was no chin but rushed up to the middle-aged who retreated with a whimpering sound.

Yan Le was also dumbfounded and watched what was happening, and he couldn't imagine that the young man was not dead after resting, and he still had the strength to spare, watching the young monks rush towards each other together, Yan Le's heart couldn't help beating wildly, and his pupils contracted.

At this moment, the young monk with blurred flesh and limbs rushed to the other party, and suddenly a little light around his body continued to dip into his body, and the surface of his body was also glowing with a trace of brilliance.

The word self-explosion rushed into Yan Le's mind.

The ground shook, the roar of the explosion and the churning down, and the water back in the lake was quiet, Yan Le looked at the middle-aged monk who was still breathing under the self-explosion.

Wiping the blood that overflowed from his mouth, he supported his body, which already felt his bones shattered, and walked towards the shore, not a few steps, when he suddenly knelt on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and there were shocking pieces of flesh in the blood, the middle-aged monk did not stop, gritted his teeth, endured the inhuman pain in his body, looked at the three-leaf clover branches with silver brilliance on the shore with a firm expression, and crawled forward with his elbows.

"With the silver leaf three flowers, I must let my sister, who has been tortured and bullied, enter the foundation building period" When the middle-aged monk had already arrived at the shore, he looked at the silver leaf three flowers close at hand with a painful expression, but he couldn't lift his hand.

At this moment, Yan Le jumped down from the big tree, walked to the shore, and under the eyes of the middle-aged poisonous and murderous people, picked vegetables and put them in his hands.

"Your sister is in the Heavenly Netherworld Sect?" Looking at the middle-aged unknown and puzzled eyes, Yan Le sighed and continued: "What is your sister's name? If I have the chance, I will definitely find your sister and give him the silver leaf three flowers, if nothing else, just because you are a good brother."

The middle-aged monk looked at the strange monk in front of him with mixed feelings, and knew that he was dead, and he was able to survive until now because there was a Taoist thought in his heart supporting him.

"Qingling" looked at Yan Le gratefully in middle age, and closed his eyes with a smile and relief.

Yan Le looked at the middle-aged man who was already dead, but his face was stained with tears, and he took a deep breath, Yan Le's character would not come at all, he would choose to come to pick when the other party died, it was because of the other party's sister that reminded him of Zhang Li, who protected himself by his side when he was a child, but unfortunately the immortal cultivation world was already cruel, if he did it again, Yan Le might still choose so.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give the silver leaf three flowers to your sister, Qingling"