"Cold Berry Grass", a spiritual grass that is basically extinct in the outside world, is still very tempting to Lin Quan, which is also the main reason why he did not take a shortcut, but chose to come to this "Biyan Lake" to take a turn.

As for whether there is already someone in front of him, it doesn't matter to him, anyway, he only needs to pick some seedlings to be satisfied, and it is good to have those "masters" who come forward first to help him solve the annoying little spiders, so he has no intention of meeting other people without special circumstances.

After a while, he heard the sound of gurgling water coming from ahead.

Choosing a large tree that was relatively dense, he landed on a thick branch with a slight tiptoe of his feet. Under the cover of a large tuft of leaves, he looked at the lake in the forest from a distance.

"Biyan Lake" is about seventy or eighty zhang square, and the lake water presents a peculiar turquoise color. I don't know what the reason is, but the water of this lake is extremely cold, and from a distance, I can only see a light blue cold rising from the surface of the water. This chill rises until it is more than three feet above the surface of the lake before it blends with the greenery in the air, gradually transforming into a hazy turquoise smoke that contrasts with the surrounding verdant trees and "cold syrup". Under the blowing of the breeze, this faint green smoke almost enveloped the entire Biyan Lake and all the surrounding areas within a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, making Lin Quan, who was thirty zhang away, also feel a biting chill.

Lin Quan, which is more than 30 zhang away from Biyan Lake, already feels very cold, and the temperature by the lake is naturally even colder. However, it is precisely because of such a unique special environment on the shore of Biyan Lake that the precious cold berry grass will be bred. No, Lin Quan just took a few glances and found that there were more than 20 trees growing on the shore of the lake near his side.

The leaves of the syrup are green with purple tinges, and as the year increases, the leaves will become more and more purple. They are usually rooted in the thin frost on the shore and, once ripe, emit a strange smell that is a favorite ration of the Crystal Spiders.

Each mature cold syrup plant was worth thirty points, but Lin Quan didn't bother with that right now. His attention was already focused on the five figures by the lake.

The five people who appeared were all cultivating at the peak of the twelfth layer of condensation. The former disciple of the Su family, and now the senior brother of the 'Black Blood Abyss', Senior Brother Zhou, was impressively present. As for the other four, Lin Quan didn't know any of them. However, judging from their respective clothing and accessories, they belong to the 'Jade Qingguan', 'Evil Ghost Dao', 'Thousand Machine Pavilion' and 'Iron Sword Gate'.

Lin Quan cautiously shrunk in, observing their movements through the dense foliage with only his eyes. Just for some cold syrup, five twelve-layer peak cultivation masters suddenly popped up, and Lin Quan didn't plan to meet them. What's more, in addition to these five masters who are confident in their own strength, they secretly don't know how many people like Lin Quan with other thoughts are hidden, and they may die unexplained if they are not careful.

Fortunately, the hazy green smoke rising from the shore of Biyan Lake not only affects the line of sight, but also has the effect of blocking the detection of spiritual sense, as long as you have the intention to hide it, you don't have to worry about being easily discovered.

The five masters present all stood in place and did not move, and a pair of sharp eyes swept and swept over the other four people vigilantly. After waiting for a while, no one showed up again, Senior Brother Zhou and the other five seemed to be a little impatient, and they reached some kind of agreement after a little discussion, only to see them nod their heads and pounce on those ripe cold syrups. In just a few breaths, several of them picked several mature cold berries with completely purple leaves.

The favorite syrup grass has been picked by human monks, and of course the "crystal spiders" will not stop. However, Senior Brother Zhou and the others had already been prepared, and under the joint suppression of the five cultivators who had reached the twelfth level of the basic exercises, these "crystal spiders" who could only spew ice mist and spider silk were quickly killed and injured, and the rest did not dare to emerge again for a while.

Joining forces to wipe out the Jing Spider who dared to take the lead, Senior Brother Zhou and the five of them quickly divided up all the remaining "Cold Berry Grass" nearby. After succeeding, they carefully watched each other's actions while silently distancing themselves from each other. In the end, they turned around and chose a direction that they had already identified and ran towards the Central area.

Except for those super masters who stood at the pinnacle of the thirteenth layer of cultivation, people like Senior Brother Zhou who had reached the peak of the twelfth layer of cultivation were all elite forces of various factions that had entered the secret realm. They knew very well in their hearts that it was far from the time for them to fight hard with the elites of the same level. Therefore, they will reach a consensus very tacitly and carve up the immediate interests with a win-win method for all parties.

The advantages of this are also obvious: first, it can effortlessly deter the hidden people from having any undesirable thoughts. Second, it can easily kill swarms of crystal spiders with little effort, and it doesn't take too much effort to pick the precious cold berry grass.

After Senior Brother Zhou and their figures completely disappeared into the woods opposite for a while, Lin Quan gently slid down the tree pole and slowly walked towards the Biyan Lake. At stake in his own life, he had to be cautious and cautious. Senior Brother Zhou and his elite disciples would not make a move against cultivators of the same rank with comparable strength for the time being, but this did not mean that they would casually let go of a weak person like him who had just advanced to the twelfth layer.

Lin Quan slowly came to the edge of Biyan Lake step by step, and when he saw that there were still many cold berry seedlings in the frost in the shallow water, he finally relieved his heart. Since the "Crystal Spider" group, which was often active nearby, had just been cleaned up by Senior Brother Zhou and them, Lin Quan had taken all those seedlings into his bag without any trouble. After succeeding, he quickly left the route he had already chosen without looking back.

Lin Quan only needed a few seedlings to be satisfied, but the other people who entered the secret realm would not think so.

Not long after Lin Quan left, a man in a gorgeous costume wearing a Thousand Machines Pavilion costume and a delicate wolf-shaped mask on his face probed out of the woods on the other side.

A puppet lizard and a puppet giant ape guard the front and back of his body. His target was a dozen or so full-fledged syrups on the shores of another stretch of lake. It seemed that he had thought very clearly, and the puppet lizard was using its speed and agility to attract the possible "Crystal Spider" and buy him time to pick spirit grass. Behind him, the huge, relatively clumsy puppet ape could be used as a shield to shield him from attacks from behind.

With his steady advance, the cold berry grass is already close at hand. The masked man's eyes flashed with joy, and he saw the puppet lizard rush to the lake with a sudden move, and this reckless act immediately led to a large nest of spiders. Under the control of the master, the puppet lizard stepped forward bravely, using claw tearing, mouth biting, and tail sweeping, and firmly contained seven or eight crystal spiders at once.

When his plan succeeded, he rushed forward as fast as he could. In his left hand, the three fireball talismans swept away the remaining spiders cleanly, and then his right hand took advantage of the situation and put all the cold syrup grass here into the storage bag in the blink of an eye. It was only then that the spider swarms that were besieging the puppet lizards found out, but at this time, it was obviously too late to chase them, and the angry spiders naturally vented all their anger on the puppet lizard, and firmly entangled it.

However, just when the masked man was proudly preparing to retreat, the change was steep!

A large group of small pale blue flying insects suddenly fell from the turquoise mist that filled the air, and these small blue insects, which were a few points smaller than sesame seeds, formed a blue cloud towards him as soon as they appeared.

"Oh no! how can there be so many ice lice here!?" the masked man was startled, and ran to the nearest woods.

"Ice lice" are flying insects that not only have a strong cold poison, but also can exert their own advantages in the icy environment, their mouthparts can ignore most low-level Five Elements spiritual power shields, once they are trapped, they can't even run.

The masked man's insight and countermeasures are very good, but unfortunately he fell into the trap carefully arranged by others from the beginning. Even the current escape direction has been deliberately designed a long time ago, because from the direction in which the group of "ice lice" appeared, it can be seen that the retreat direction he thinks is the safest one he has chosen now is the gap deliberately exposed by others.

"Click, click. ”

The masked man had barely taken a few steps when he suddenly heard two slight bone scraping and breaking sounds from the soft dirt beneath his feet. Then, before he could react at all, he saw two pairs of claws that were only white bones stretching out like lightning, and they firmly grasped his feet in twos and twos.

As the four bone claws tightened, the masked man seemed to be wearing a heavy pair of shackles, and one stumbled and almost fell to the ground. After he finally stabilized his body, he couldn't break free from the shackles of his bones. Shocked and angry, he hurriedly took out a long sword from the storage bag, and in a flash of inspiration, he slashed at the white bone claw on one side.

"Boom!"

The full force of the masked male imperial envoy's high-level magic weapon was actually like slashing on top of the hundred refined iron, and it was completely ineffective except for a piercing sound. I don't know what this white bone claw is, and it seems that its hardness is not at all below that of a high-level defensive magic weapon.

The masked man, who had no success in one blow, was in a hurry, and just as he was about to think of another way, the group of "ice lice" had already caught up, only to see them fall down gently and envelop his entire upper body. At the same time, more than a dozen rays of various colors of spiritual light also shot out from the woods opposite, covering all the vital parts of the masked man's body.

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