Mo Xian broke through in battle, the sword body oscillated, giving birth to sword qi, but a faint layer, but it was extremely tenacious, so that the hidden weapon of the five poisonous ghosts was useless, and Mo Xian had already pounced.

A snake-shaped hook appeared in the hand of the five poisonous ghosts, shining with a slight blue brilliance, obviously quenched on the edge of the blade, with a fishy wind, greeted it, with a cruel smile on his face, on his shoulder, with a buzzing sound, flew out a centipede, a foot long, but gave birth to wings, this is a xenomorph centipede, the claws are wide open, and it bites towards Mo Xian.

Before he could laugh, his serpentine hook had already locked Mo Xian's sword. The next moment, the smile on the face of the five poisonous ghosts froze, and it turned into horror, with a "choking" sound, the hook head of the snake-shaped hook was broken into two, and Mo Xian's sword suddenly pierced into his abdomen, and as soon as the sword qi entered the abdomen, the internal organs in the abdomen were immediately shattered under the sword qi.

The five poisonous ghosts didn't expect that Mo Xian's sword had begun to take on sword qi and was extremely sharp.

As soon as Mo Xian's feet landed, his body was like a spirit monkey, and he suddenly shrank up, and the centipede suddenly disappeared.

Mo Xian shrank down, his body was like a frightened animal, the sword in his hand retreated as soon as he touched it, and the five poisonous ghosts that had left the person were more than a foot away, and the sword in his hand was a sword washing style, and the centipede was swirling, but it was just sent to the tip of his sword, as if Mo Xian had expected it in advance.

The centipede splits into two pieces and falls. At this time, the five poisonous ghosts fell to the ground heavily.

From Mo Xian's sword, to the sword of the five poisonous ghosts fell to the ground, it was just a blink of an eye, it was not that Mo Xian was far superior to the five poisonous ghosts, but the martial arts they practiced, paying attention to one move to control the enemy, life and death were at that moment, although Mo Xian used not the Japanese sword, but over the years, the habits of the enemy have not changed much.

So, under one move, the enemy dies.

Mo Xian split the centipede with a sword, and the man in black on the side had already stabbed him with a sword, just when his old power was exhausted and his new power was not born.

The sword was thicker than ordinary swords, and Mo Xian knew this kind of sword, which was the blasting sword he had used as a killer before, and he barely did a side flip, and the sword cut through his clothes, almost clinging to the flesh.

"Exploding Ghost, you're the new Exploding Ghost!" Mo Xian called.

"It's worthy of the older generation of blasting ghosts, and they killed the five poisonous ghosts in a blink of an eye, but that's the end of it, it's time to end. The Burst Ghost sneered, and another sword stabbed out, and with a bang, it emitted a dazzling light, and exploded, and a thin sword stabbed like a stamen, from the blooming sword flower, like a poisonous snake, towards Mo Xian's throat.

Mo Xian was too familiar with this move, which was the reason why he won the reputation of broken swords in the rivers and lakes.

As soon as the sword made a move, Mo Xian knew what the Exploding Ghost was doing, and before the Exploding Ghost exploded the sword, Mo Xian stepped on the seven stars under his feet, and the sword in his hand was circled, and when the sword exploded, he had withdrawn from the two zhang away.

Without waiting for the blaster to react, he grabbed the ground with his big toe, and the sword in his hand was a stabbing sword, and the blaster saw Mo Xian like a ghost and reappeared in front of him, the sword in his hand suddenly lit up like a sun, the day sword, Mo Xian also knew this sword, this is a way of fighting with injuries for injuries, Mo Xian gritted his teeth, and did not retreat but advanced.

Mo Xian's body was short, his body turned to the left, his eyes closed, and the sword in his hand buzzed, piercing into the lower abdomen of the Exploding Ghost, but the Exploding Ghost's sword stabbed into his left shoulder and deviated from his throat.

Mo Xian took a sword on his shoulder, and exchanged it for an opportunity, sending the sword into the belly of the Burst Ghost, the sword qi exploded, and the Burst Ghost showed a confused look for a moment, and then his eyes dimmed.

Mo Xian bandaged his shoulder, the sword wound was not serious, that is, the left hand could not make big movements, for Mo Xian, holding the sword in the right hand did not have much effect.

Mo Xian walked towards Guiyan Peak, and he was not interested in burying the corpse.

Guiyan Peak is towering into the clouds, at the foot of the mountain, there are often clouds and mist, Mo Xian entered the mist, he didn't know, this fog was essentially a false appearance, and the entire Guiyan Peak was blocked by people with a formation.

Fortunately, this is just a kind of maze, and the people who set up the formation obviously don't want to kill more, Mo idle for a long time, and finally walked out of the fog, and when he looked at it again, he actually went around again.

Mo Xian stood still, thought for a while, suddenly raised his head, looked at the road that appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, the fog looked outside, it was not heavy, how could it turn back, he thought of the formation, this is just a legend, there are masters, you can use the environment, lay down the formation, the layman enters it, but it is like a ghost hitting a dry wall, unconsciously returning to the same place, is this a formation?

He hesitated for a moment, and shouted loudly: "I don't know which master is here, the junior is not idle because of the guidance of others, I heard that there is a thousand-year-old Yuzhi in Guiyan Peak, and I came to ask for it!"

The valley echoed, as if many people were shouting, and the voices echoed again and again, and the aftermath gradually calmed down, but no one responded.

After waiting for a while, Mo Xian saw that there was no movement, and even the fog was still the same as just now, everything seemed to be very natural.

Mo Xian's mind turned quickly, it is very likely that there is no one, only one formation remains, if so, as long as the formation is passed, you can go to the mountain, maybe there is really Yuzhi, of course, it is also possible that the master disdains him.

Mo Xian fell into a dilemma, he gritted his teeth, and once again stepped into the mist, he didn't understand the formation, he thought that his eyes had deceived him just now, he closed his eyes this time, only by hearing, and carefully groped his way up the mountain.

Songxi Zhenren from Xuanming Sect, accidentally found that this mountain actually has Yuzhi, Yuzhi is a kind of elixir that grows on the surface of jade, like Ganoderma lucidum, and the year is old, in the elixir, it can be regarded as the elixir of the middle and third grades, the elixir is divided into nine grades, respectively, the lower grade three grades, the middle grade three grades and the upper grade three grades, on this, it can be called the divine product, and it has not been heard of in the world.

Yuzhi is used alone, greatly replenishing the vitality of life, if it is matched with other elixir monarchs and ministers, it can refine a variety of elixirs, and the elixir of Songxi Zhenren is famous outside the world, and when you see this elixir, of course, you have to take it into your pocket.

He found that the elixir did not last long, and that there were rules for picking jade, that it was naturally afraid of gold and liked jade, and that it liked shade, and that in order to achieve the best effect, it was best to pick it with a wooden knife on a full moon night.

Mo Xian didn't know this at all, and Lu Yi didn't say that the picking of elixirs is a special job, and many elixirs are picked and brewed because of the wrong method, resulting in a great reduction in the efficacy of the medicine, and even a few drops, and a good picking and brewing method often increases the quality.

Songxi Zhenren is an expert, when he found Yuzhi, the time was almost the end of the month, in order to ensure the quality, decided to wait for it for more than half a month, and built a house next to Yuzhi, and will return to Yanfeng with a maze shroud, his intention is only to prevent mortals from inadvertently breaking in.

As soon as Mo Xian appeared here, he found that he was just a secular martial artist, Mo Xian killed the Five Poisonous Ghosts and the Burst Ghosts, he just glanced at the mountain peak, and didn't take it to heart.

The first time Mo Xian stepped on the mountain, he didn't pay attention, and sure enough, Mo Xian turned around in the formation for a while, and then turned back, but Mo Xian didn't go, but shouted loudly, which attracted the attention of Songxi Zhenren.

"Interesting!" Matsuki thought to himself, "see if he can come up?"

When Mo Xian closed his eyes, Songxi Zhenren smiled, thinking that if he closed his eyes, he could pass, Buddhism said that the root of the eye, but the Taoists didn't care about that set, although the formation was simple, but it acted on the senses of people in all directions, and when you closed your eyes, there would be other sensory organs that would be blinded.

Mo Xian closed his eyes, because he had no vision, he had been practicing martial arts for many years, and his other senses were very sensitive, hearing, touch and other senses began to judge, although no image was formed, but it was still possible to move forward carefully, especially the amplitude of his legs was the same, and his steps were the same size, and he walked out of a straight line.

"It's useless!" Songxi Zhenren shook his head, if he could walk out with the same big steps, then opening his eyes was the same as closing his eyes, and the focus was on the straight line that people thought they were walking in their hearts, and they were unconsciously affected by the formation force.

Songxi Zhenren watched with interest, and unconsciously focused his attention on Mo Xian, this concentration, Songxi Zhenren said "Huh", he found that Mo Xian's life was at a loss, no wonder Mo Xian asked for Yuzhi.

Mo Xian thought that he was going up the mountain straight, but unexpectedly he was already biased, at this moment, he felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him in the dark, he didn't know, this is his practice of the ape gong swordsmanship and the gradual deepening of the form and meaning, the spiritual sense is forming, Songxi Zhenren will focus on him, so that he has a sense in the dark.

Although he sensed it, it was still very vague, and he felt that those eyes were watching him, as if they were turning on him, and they began to face him, and now his body was half-off.

He suddenly understood that it was not the other party that was moving, it should be his own direction that began to change, could he change the direction, impossible, his legs were the same stride, it was probably useless to close his eyes, the formation was working, then, if he looked at his direction according to his own sense, would he not be fascinated by the formation.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Xian took a sudden step, and the direction immediately changed, facing the direction he sensed, one step, Songxi Zhenren was taken aback, obviously Mo Xian had been affected by the formation, and suddenly, like divine help, changed the direction and came directly to Songxi Zhenren's position.

Songxi Zhenren was immediately interested, how did Mo Xian do it, obviously he was a secular martial artist, as if he had divine sense, Songxi Zhenren knew that Mo Xian had no divine sense.

Songxi Zhenren can clearly say that Mo Xian is a mortal, he didn't find any divine consciousness or anything like that, Mo Xian didn't know, he just had just formed his spiritual sense, and he was passively accepted, if Songxi Zhenren didn't look at it, or even said, Songxi Zhenren was not so interested in focusing on Mo Xian, Mo Xian wouldn't notice that mysterious power.

As long as one of the two people does not cooperate, Mo Xian will immediately fall into the formation, but things are so coincidental, Mo Xian is not a coincidence, he will not awaken the spiritual sense, the spiritual consciousness awakens, Mo Xian finally got rid of the identity of a martial artist, and Songxi Zhenren did not expect this, he felt very strange.

In this way, Mo Xian walked towards Songxi Zhenren step by step.