"Go in, I await your good news. Bai Tian said lightly.

Xia Zhongliang nodded respectfully, and then stepped into the giant gate first, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was as usual, but there was no hesitation under his feet, and he followed everyone into the giant gate and disappeared into the Burning Sun Sect.

After everyone was gone, the hoarse voices echoed in the cave.

"In the daytime, there are more than 20 humanoid puppets, plus the flesh and blood of that kid as a guide, after these puppets are absorbed, they will definitely go berserk, and instantly cultivate to the late stage of real people, and the qualification of cleaning this battlefield, the Lieyang Sect is considered to be stable. ”

During the day, his tone was flat, and he said: "The blazing yang energy in Yuwen Zhouyuan's body is extremely pure, and there must be a secret in his body, if he had been encountered by me a few years ago, he might have been interested in investigating, but now I will not live for three months, and the day I clean up the battlefield is the time when it will be completely devoured, so all this is no longer important, since I have decided not to choose him as the furnace ding, I simply use him as a puppet to increase the cultivation of the puppet." Impermanence, I ask you to elevate Temusen to the real human stage, and he will be my furnace. ”

A hoarse voice laughed maniacally a few times and agreed.

The Valley of Life and Death, located in the southerner part of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is extremely large in the valley, and there are even a few dense forests and flowing waters, as the battle site for the battlefield qualifying tournament, which is shrouded in fog all year round.

At this time, in a clearing on the north side of the valley, a huge gate suddenly appeared out of thin air, and one after another monks followed by puppets walked out.

After the last person came out, the giant gate gradually turned into a light and slowly dissipated.

At this moment, the three real late-stage monks who remained at the end looked at each other, and without saying a word, they were about to crush the soul jade slip in their hands.

Yuwen Zhouyuan has been staring at the monk who holds his soul jade slip, and at the moment when the other three were about to crush the jade slip, he opened his mouth without saying a word and spit out a blue light, and the blue light flashed, and slashed at the other party in an instant.

As soon as the blue light came out, the surrounding area was suddenly cold, and it turned out that this was Yuwen Zhouyuan's Yuan Shen Magic Weapon Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword.

Since the Dan fire that had just been re-cultivated with the Sun Pill, the cold aura on this flying sword had become extremely domineering, and the surrounding flowers and plants were rushed by this cold aura and suddenly turned into ice crystals, and even those real early stage monks next to them all became stiff and numb in an instant, and the skin was quickly crystallized visible to the naked eye.

The monk who held the Yuwen Zhou Yuan Soul Jade Jane was immediately taken aback, and he didn't have time to crush the jade slip, so he hurriedly retreated, but he never dreamed that the flying sword actually buzzed and disappeared in front of him, and the monk was stunned and hurriedly sacrificed the defensive magic weapon, but it was too late.

The flying sword appeared three feet in front of the opponent, and with a flash of blue light, it pierced into the monk's throat, penetrated out, and a bloody arrow flew out far away, and the monk covered his neck in disbelief and slowly fell.

Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped into the air, grabbed the soul jade slip in the air, and threw it into the storage bag.

All this was born too fast, and it is most appropriate to describe it with electric flint, and at this time, the other two monks in the late stage of the real person had already crushed the soul jade slip, and a black smoke floated out from the shattered jade slip, like a wave, and it surged away in a circle.

The puppets behind the disciples of the Burning Sun Sect immediately moved, and then looked at those disciples of the real human stage, one by one, as if they had been immobilized, standing motionless in place.

After crushing the jade slip, the two monks of the late stage of the real person didn't even look at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and rushed towards the giant gate that was about to collapse with an extremely fast degree.

The two of them entered in a flash, and immediately after, the giant gate completely dissipated, turned into a little crystal, and slowly disappeared without a trace.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, and quickly withdrew from the distance, looking at the location of the disciples of the Burning Sun Sect, and was silent.

At this moment, the golem's eyes glowed green, and it turned its head to look around, and finally looked at its nearest master.

With a bloodthirsty chill in its eyes, it suddenly jumped up, screamed, grabbed his master, and sucked hard, and suddenly the real early stage monk's body trembled, and his skin shrank at an extremely fast rate, turning into a trace of white gas, and quickly burrowed into the puppet's body.

At the same time, the dry muscles on the puppet's body immediately swelled up as if they had been injected with vitality.

It didn't take long for the monk to be skinny, and he had only breath out, not breath. Look at the puppet again, it has returned to its human form.

Immediately afterwards, the puppet inhaled again, the monk snorted miserably, his body fell crooked, and he died of anger, and a wisp of blue gas floated out of the corpse leisurely, and was grabbed by the puppet's big hand and stuffed directly into his mouth.

Soon, the puppet's body changed rapidly, and almost in the blink of an eye, he became the same as the previous monk.

At the same time, one puppet after another rushed towards their respective masters.

Not all of the puppets were like this, about a third or so of the puppets looked around blankly, standing there motionless.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the scene in front of him in shock, all the puppets that swallowed the monks, and finally all of them had almost the cultivation of the late stage of the real person, looking at the more than ten monsters in front of him, Yuwen Zhouyuan's scalp was numb, and he retreated cautiously.

At this moment, one after another screams rang out one after another, and after the puppets that had been devoured before turned into their respective masters, they all turned their eyes to the remaining disciples of the Burning Sun Sect, and they all rushed up in unison.

Flesh and blood were flying, the bloody wind was blowing, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't say a word, turned around and left quickly.

After walking out of the distance, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood outside a dense forest in the valley with a gloomy face, the viciousness of the Lieyang Sect, he could be regarded as having seen it, if he stopped it before the monk crushed the jade slip, I am afraid that he would become the belly of those monsters now.

Sneered a few times, Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that there were dangers in this valley of life and death, and almost all the sects of Xuantian and the good and evil realms gathered here, about cleaning up the battlefield, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not plan to participate, he was ready to find an exit and leave here, what he wanted to do now was to find the land of the extreme sun, retreat and cultivate, and improve his cultivation.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly Yuwen Zhouyuan took a few steps back suddenly, and with a "boom", a black light flashed from the place where he was standing just now, and at the same time, a strange laugh came from the dense forest.

"Boy, hide pretty fast. A young man in a gorgeous costume walked out of the dense forest slowly, staring at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a smile on his face, looking up and down, and said, "Which sect?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was as usual, and he said coldly: "Burning Sun Sect." ”

The young man in Chinese clothes was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Lieyang Sect? It is rumored that the disciples of the Lieyang Sect will carry a puppet with them, what about your puppet?"

Yuwen Juyuan glanced at the other party and frowned.

The young man snorted coldly, and with a finger of his right hand, a handful of black mangs appeared on his fingertips, and said, "Regardless of whether you are a Burning Sun Sect or not, leave your storage bag." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his divine sense swept away, and now there were three people in the dense forest, he didn't speak, and took a few steps back.

The young man saw Yuwen Zhouyuan retreating, his face showed contempt, his right hand was a little, and suddenly a black light flashed, shooting towards Yuwen Zhouyuan's chest and heart.

Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his eyebrows, waved his sleeves, and performed a huge operation, only to see a big hand appear in front of him out of thin air in the air, and the black light hit the big hand, rushing into a few inches, and then dissipated.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the young man coldly, the three people in the dense forest in his divine consciousness were rushing towards here, he didn't want to entangle with the other party, and quickly retreated.

The young man's face was slightly angry, although the other party was in the middle stage of the real person like himself, but he was followed by three senior brothers, one of whom was a late stage of the real person's cultivation, and the four of them did not go with the others, but had other plans, ready to act secretly and take advantage of this opportunity to kill people and seize treasures.

You must know that in this competition, the real ancestors of their respective sects are all carrying many treasures!

At this time, seeing that the other party was alone, the young man couldn't help but have the idea of killing, and now seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan retreating, he slapped the storage bag without saying a word, and suddenly an eight-inch long fan flew out.

This fan is emerald green, and immediately after it appears, it exudes a rich fragrance, the young man takes a deep breath, and without saying a word, the fan moves, and the fan opens, and at the same time a small bird emerges from the fan, and as soon as the bird appears, it suddenly breaks away from the fan and floats in the air.

The young man's expression was solemn, and he quickly took out an object from the storage bag and threw it out, only to see a flash of red light, and a poisonous snake with a blood-red body rushed towards the bird at a very fast degree, and devoured the bird in one bite.

As the bird entered its belly, it suddenly became several times larger, spitting out the core, and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

All this is said slowly, but in fact, it is only a blink of an eye, the cold light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flickered, and the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword flashed in an instant, appeared in front of him, and rushed towards the poisonous snake.

The viper's body twisted for a while, and it dodged to the side at the moment when the flying sword stabbed, but at this moment, the flying sword suddenly disappeared in place, and when it appeared, it was already approaching the young man, and between the lightning and flint, it penetrated through his chest, bringing up a cavity of blood.

The young man in Chinese costume didn't even react, and he died violently.

As soon as the young man died, the fan in mid-air immediately lost its luster and fell, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned into a big hand with spiritual power, grabbed the fan and the storage bag on the young man's waist, and quickly left.

The poisonous snake circled in mid-air and quickly flew in the direction of Yuwen Zhouyuan's escape.

At the same time, three figures rushed out of the dense forest, these three people, two men and one woman, one of them had a gloomy face, glanced at the corpse on the ground, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chase!"

At this moment, far away in the northern border town of Lijiazhuang, Dongfa Town, two strange guests came, one of them had a thin face, wearing a blood-colored red robe, and a trace of viciousness and cruelty flashed between his eyes.

Beside him, followed by a monk with immortal wind and bones, an ethereal aura emanated from his body, which was in stark contrast to the gloomy and ruthless old man in the blood-colored red robe.

At this time, he was standing outside the town, holding a compass in his hand, constantly looking, and his hand was not stopping.

"Silent Weng Daoyou, have you ever calculated it?" The blood-colored red-robed old man's voice was full of murderous aura, and he asked the old monk in a cold voice.

The old monk frowned and said, "Blood Soul Ancestor, you don't know the name of that person, you don't know what he looks like, only with a trace of the power of the Blood Demon Soul curse, how can you find it?"

The blood-colored red-robed old man was none other than the Blood Soul Sect Master, the Master of the Blood Soul Sect and the Blood Soul Ancestor of the Blood Refining True Person.