"Hey, I just heard someone fighting in this direction, why didn't it!"

In the distance, a young man walked up, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his eyes searched around, trying to find the source of the previous fight.

The young man was wearing a snow-white leather jacket and a velvet hat, his face was fair-skinned and he didn't look very handsome, but his slender figure revealed a heroic spirit, and he was a disciple of the Biyun Sect.

"This is a disciple of the Heavenly Extreme Sect!"

Suddenly, the young man saw the corpse of the young man lying on the ground, his chest was already blurred with flesh and blood, and his face suddenly showed surprise.

It was only two hours after entering the trial ground, and someone had already died, and it looked like he had been smashed in the chest by someone and died.

This trial was as cruel as it was rumored to be.

"Look at this person's wound, it should be directly beaten to death by someone with his fist, and if he can kill someone without using magic and only with the strength of his body, only the cultivators of the Hundred Refining Sect have this ability!"

The young man's eyes flashed slightly, and there was a hint of contemplation on his face, the wound on the corpse was too obvious, except for the disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect who were good at the power of the flesh, the other sects that came this time were all pure spiritual cultivation.

"I can't stay here for long, since the movement of this place can attract me, I guess as long as everyone in the vicinity will be aware of it, don't be surprised by people in the end who think that I killed this person!"

The young man muttered, looked at a bluestone road not far away, thought about it, turned around and plunged directly into the jungle on the side, and disappeared in an instant, taking the same direction as Mo Ming's previous running.

As soon as the young man walked on the front foot, another person came from the other direction on the back foot, this person was wearing a cyan robe with an emerald jade plaque hanging on his waist, and the word Tianji was written on it, and he was a disciple of the Tianji Sect.

"Senior Brother Luo was poisoned so quickly, who is so vicious?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned, although this Senior Brother Luo was not very familiar with him, he was a disciple of the same sect after all, and the other party had died in just two hours after entering this place, I have to say that he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

Squinting his eyes slightly, the murderous intent in Ye Qingxuan's eyes was difficult to hide, and when he saw a piece of rotten meat on the corpse's chest, a sense of anger grew in his heart.

He squeezed out a spell with one hand, and shouted a low word "duh" in his mouth, and a fireball flashed in front of him, burning directly at the corpse on the ground.

The flames flew, and after only a few breaths, no trace of the corpse could be seen, only a few pieces of snow-white bone and some carbon foam were revealed, and the corpse was reduced to ashes.

"Kill my fellow sect, I want to see who dares to be so rampant, and whether they really have that strong strength!"

Ye Qingxuan snorted, his eyes swept around, and then slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a paper crane flew out, and quickly ran towards the jungle on the side with a dripping turn in front of him.

And Ye Qingxuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he followed closely.

In a valley thousands of miles away from Beiwang Mountain, Murong Qingzhuo was holding a palm-sized jade plate, his face was cold, and when he raised his hand, he pinched out a few magic methods and pointed at the jade plate.

Suddenly, two light spots the size of rice grains flashed on the jade plate, the first point of light was stationary, and the second point of light flickered, one to the left and the other to the right, making it difficult to determine where the light would float the next moment.

"Damn, is this junior brother of mine a fool? As soon as he enters this place, he immediately finds a place to hide and wait for me, why are you still running around like this!"

Murong Qingzhuo scolded, his face was a little ugly, Mo Ming's strength was very clear to him, his physical body had just entered the golden body realm, and his cultivation was only one level in the condensation period, such strength was too different from other sect disciples here, running like this, once he was targeted, he would be killed.

Scolding and scolding, Murong Qingzhuo still didn't hesitate to sacrifice the flying sword, and then jumped up, and the whole person turned into a cyan light and went straight to Beiwang Mountain to find Mo Ming.

While flying, Murong Qingzhuo's eyes were staring closely at the jade plate, and when he saw that the point of light representing Mo Ming suddenly stopped in a certain place, and then suddenly flickered and floated to the other side, he suddenly thought of a certain possibility in his heart.

"Are you being targeted?"

Murong Qingzhuo muttered in a low voice, and only this possibility could explain why Mo Ming didn't hide and wait for him according to his intentions.

At the same time, Mo Ming ran rapidly in the jungle, drilling wherever the leaves were dense.

He hadn't noticed anything when he first walked, but just now he suddenly felt a person behind him follow, and as he kept running all the way, the person behind him also accelerated to follow, without the slightest intention of being thrown off.

Mo Ming's heart was suddenly shocked, thinking of the disciple of the Tianji Sect who had been killed by himself before, his face became a little gloomy.

He could already imagine that he must also be a disciple of the Tianji Sect who followed him so closely, maybe the other party found out that his fellow sect was killed and wanted to seek revenge.

And Mo Ming knew that he was able to kill one person before because the other party didn't understand the body refiner and was too careless to be killed by himself.

At this time, if he is caught up, he will not be so lucky, after all, the people who enter this place are not weak, and with his current strength, he is not extremely sure that he will be able to compete with them.

"It seems that it is impossible for me to find a place to hide for the time being, I will deal with it first, and then I will talk about it now, I don't know if Senior Brother can still find me!"

Mo Ming had a calm face, his body shuttled through the jungle, he didn't deliberately look for directions, and he went wherever he was hidden.

And in the land thousands of feet behind Mo Ming, the young man of the Biyun Sect before also had a calm face, with irrepressible anger in his eyes.

"I said, I didn't kill people, what have you been following me for!"

The young man turned around and roared, raised his hand and blasted out a spell, directly scattering a red light that came from behind.

"It's not you, what are you running away from? kill my fellow disciples and want to leave as if nothing happened, do you really think that my Tianji Sect disciple is easy to bully?"

Ye Qingxuan was chasing after him, he had just stepped into the jungle before he saw the other party, and there were obviously not many disciples of the various sects in this place, if this person hadn't killed Senior Brother Luo, it would have been a ghost.

"If you don't chase me, how can I run, your fellow disciple really wasn't killed by me, he was already dead when I came, if you pester, don't blame me for being polite!"

The young man snorted and said as he patted the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and a flying sword with a blue light flew out.

"You're welcome, I want to see if your Biyun Sect is really so powerful, and the people who killed this sect dare to be so rampant!"

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were full of frost, and the color in his eyes suddenly flashed, and he raised his hand to pinch out several methods.

In an instant, a red light flashed in front of him, and he went straight to the young man at an extremely fast speed, as if he had already moved a real killing machine.

The young man's face suddenly changed, and he immediately pinched the sword, and scolded while resisting.

"Why are you so stupid, didn't you just look at the wound on your fellow disciple?

Ye Qingxuan frowned, and when he heard this, his figure suddenly stopped, and a different color flashed in his eyes, obviously remembering the appearance of that Senior Brother Luo before he died.

Suddenly, his heart was slightly cold, and he looked at the young man opposite again, thinking of something.

"My junior brother really wasn't killed by you?" Ye Qingxuan asked in a deep voice, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"If it was really me who killed me, I would admit it, my Biyun Sect disciple has never said such a lie!" the young man said in a cold voice, his body retreated dozens of feet and kept a distance from Ye Qingxuan.

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, his eyes were completely gloomy, he had already believed in the young man's words for seven or eight points, because thinking of the scar on the chest of that Senior Brother Luo, he could see that it was not caused by the spells of ordinary immortal cultivators.

If you really want to compare it carefully, it's more like someone smashed it directly with his fist.

"It's the Hundred Refining Sect!"

Ye Qingxuan's complexion changed suddenly, and he thought of it with the young man in front of him, in this place, only the disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect who majored in the physical body would be good at the power of the physical body, and beat people to death with only the physical body.

"Heaven is looking for the extreme, a thousand cranes are tracking!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingxuan snorted, sacrificed the paper crane again, and felt it carefully.

The next moment, his eyes lit up, and he didn't look at the young man of the Biyun Sect, turned around and hurried away in one direction.