"The border is turbulent, the fierce demons are rampant, the situation in the southeast demon realm is unstable, and the Jiaozi Cave has the responsibility to come forward to clean up, but the pre-election has begun, the general election is approaching, and it is inconvenient to attack and disturb this grand event. After the recognition, you can directly participate in the general election of Jiaozidong!"

This is the memory that Yi Qian obtained from the brain of this one-eyed He Qun, and it can be vaguely seen that such an announcement was made by Jiaozi Cave a few days ago, and every word of it was clearly conveyed to all corners of the Tianjiao Grassland, it is conceivable that if someone is misjudged to be a fierce demon, the result will be extremely miserable...

Throwing away He Qun, who had lost his mind, Yi Qian's face sank like water.

"Therefore, people don't know a word about the so-called guess, you are going to put Yi to death, it's ridiculous!"

Yi Qian's sleeves waved, and the power of the collapse of the sky around his body suddenly spread and merged into the sand and stone storm, this storm was already close to collapse under the resistance of everyone, but at this moment it seemed to regain its vitality! Between the twists, a void fragment appeared, and when it disappeared, it would quietly take away some of the monks' things, or a true power, or a piece of magic weapon, the slag of a flying sword, or... It's a quick flesh and blood!

The frequency of these broken mangs is not fast, but its location is unpredictable, in the perception of Zuo Cen and others, the true power they release will be inexplicably missing a few parts from time to time, and the magic weapon flying sword used to resist the storm will often appear in a gap under a sudden invisible force, if you unfortunately touch the broken mang, you will be "gnawed" off a piece of meat in the blink of an eye, and what is even more unfortunate is that there is a blood hole in the neck, and you can only fall on your back with a blank and gushing blood...

“... Damn!What is this?!"

"Ahh Bastard!Bastard!!"

"This person is definitely a demon!!demon!!"

......

Exclamations and angry scoldings came and went, but only Zuo Cen, who held the broad-bladed short sword in front of him to resist the storm, was relatively calm, and a layer of aura spread out from both sides of the blade, enveloping his whole person, and the hard and fierce sword qi was not released, and it seemed that it was all used for defense.

"I'm not cultivating a sword that is indestructible, but a sword that is impregnable!

Just when Zuo Cen was about to settle down, a crisp sound came into his ears, and his expression changed suddenly!

I saw a walnut-sized vacancy quietly appear near the hilt of the broad-bladed short sword, as if it had been bitten by a baby! But the mouth of this "baby" is definitely comparable to the sharpest sword in the world!

"How... How is that possible..."

Looking at the rounded gap on the short sword, and sensing that the sword qi light curtain guarding him was swaying, Zuo Cen suddenly realized what that terrifying invisible power was...

"The Void... This is the power of the shattered void! You're not a demon... You're a monster!!"

He couldn't forcibly maintain his composure anymore, gritted his teeth and frantically injected the true power of his whole body into the short sword, and he didn't hesitate to retreat quickly while stabilizing the sword qi light curtain!

Since this person is not a fierce demon, there is no point in continuing to risk death to entangle! What's more, even if this guy is indeed a fierce demon, how can a demon old monster who can shatter the void be shaken by a ninth-layer Jindan monk?

As for the treasure from the Snow Spirit... Although Zuo Cen is unwilling, he can still distinguish which is more important, rather than putting his life here, it is better to use the rest of the time to find some fierce demons that he can deal with...

As soon as Zuo Cen retreated, the other Jindan ninth-layer monk not far away also immediately recognized the existence of the power of the void, and was about to escape from other directions with a retreat, when suddenly a void gap appeared on him, the location of this gap... It's the center of his eyebrows!

"I..."

The feeling of being so aggrieved didn't have time to speak, this person fell to the ground with a bloody face, and after struggling for a while, there was no movement...

Zuo Cen, who caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, was even more heartbroken, gritted his teeth and slapped his chest, spurting blood and falling on the broad-bladed short sword, making its light shine, and the sword qi light curtain was also condensed several times!

"Even if that black-shirted old monster is not a fierce demon, it must be a vicious-hearted Yuanying evil cultivator!"

It was not only Zuo Cen who had a similar thought in his heart, although the other monks could not see the true face of the power of the void due to the limitations of the realm, but the strength of the people who instantly killed the ninth layer of Jindan made everyone's estimation of Yi Qian's cultivation rise to an extremely high level!

With the death of the ninth-layer monk of the Jindan, the sound of angry scolding disappeared, and the only eight remaining monks, including Zuo Cen, showed their own life-saving means one after another, desperately trying to escape, and those few beast cultivators even directly exploded the flesh and blood of their own demon beasts, and used the power of qi and blood to make their own speed increase suddenly!

Treasures, everyone wants, but there is only one life!

"Just now, I was scrambling to take Yi's life, and now I don't want to take it, so I want to leave?"

Yi Qian's eyes were even more cold, he understood more and more that the world of cultivation was not the kind of paradise that ordinary people dreamed of, but the atmosphere of the jungle was even more explicit! If his strength was not enough, I am afraid that at this moment, these people would have divided the corpse and taken it to receive the reward, even if it was finally confirmed that his true body was not a fierce demon, maybe no one would care, because the weak often have no qualifications to resist!

"Yi has the intention to let you wait for a way to live, since you seek your own death, I will fulfill you!

With a low shout, the sand and gravel storm that swept in all directions slowed down, but before Zuo Cen and the others could come back to their senses and take the opportunity to leave, the scope of the storm suddenly began to expand extremely rapidly!

Three hundred zhang... Five hundred zhang... Nine hundred zhang...

Until... Two thousand zhang!

Due to the extremely rapid expansion of the enveloping area, the impact of this sand and stone wind on Zuo Cen and the eight people has been minimal, and the void shatters produced by the power of the collapse of the sky are becoming less and less, and it seems that it has lost its greatest killing effect...

The three mid-stage Jindan puppets hidden in different directions stayed quietly in place, staring at Yi Qian from afar with cold eyes, the instructions they received were to capture this person alive as much as possible and prepare for the master's refining of new puppets, they had done a lot of such things before, and they were already familiar with it.

At this moment, the sand and gravel storm shrouded in, and even a few scattered pieces of void fragments touched the corners of their clothes, and the three of them were not moved in the slightest!

The puppets have no emotion and no pain, even if they are endowed with a trace of wisdom by the "ghost robe in green robe" Cui Bo at this time, they will not have the same fear as Zuo Cen and the others, even if there is a broken mang that annihilates their bodies, their gaze will not be the slightest shift!

"Capture this person alive, if you can't do it, kill it!"

Cui Bo's order echoed in the empty minds of the three of them, and that was the whole point of their existence right now!

After a while, a thick cloud quickly appeared in the field of vision, causing the three of them to frown in unison, the fog was too thick, and the target's figure was blurred and difficult to identify.

"Near!"

One of the three spoke hoarsely, and even if the other two were far away, they seemed to be able to hear clearly, and the three of them approached quickly in the direction of Yi Qian at the same time!

Compared to the puppet's fearlessness of life and death, the eight monks were much more normal, when the rolling fog appeared out of thin air, they scattered like a group of frightened rabbits, including Zuo Cen, who had the highest cultivation, the surrounding clouds and mist seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact, there was a hazy sense of crisis permeating, and this sense of crisis became more and more obvious after the fog became thicker and thicker!

"A sea of clouds that exceeds a thousand feet... This person is either a four-grade mist beast, or a Yuanying array cultivator! It seems that it is more likely that this person was transformed by a fog beast!"

At this moment, Zuo Cen had a clearer judgment in his heart, as early as before participating in the Tianjiao preliminaries, he spent a lot of money in Hanshuang Town to buy a few copies of the information of the Tianjiao grassland, although these information are true and false, and the forest is always quite messy, but under the comparison of the collation, he still has a lot of real information, just like the Tianjiao grassland is infested with four-grade fog beasts!

However, what made Zuo Cen a little puzzled was that all kinds of information showed that the fog beast should be haunted near the eight places where the sea of grass and the underground dark river were connected, and the nearest place leading to the dark river here was also more than a thousand miles away, so it stands to reason that there would be no fog beast wandering around here at all...

As the sea of fog churned, the scene in the distance became more and more blurred, and Zuo Cen suppressed the doubts in his heart and fled with all his might.

After a cup of tea, he stopped with a blank face, there was no sea of grass in front of him, all around was a white expanse, looking up he couldn't see the countless grasses swaying that covered the sky and the sun, some were just white, and even the feet were full of white steam, like riding the clouds and stepping on the fog!

"Four-Rank Mist Beast... It's so weird!"

Zuo Cen looked around, and all he saw was clouds and mist, even if he stretched his body, he couldn't touch the grass that was originally ubiquitous, as if the thousands of zhang were completely filled with fog, and even the sea of grass was squeezed out...

The silence around him was terrifying, and the sand and gravel storm that was still howling in the wind just now became so silent in a blink of an eye, anyone who encounters such a situation may not help but feel furious!

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, I have to leave as much as possible!"

Although Zuo Cen was a little relieved to guess that the other party was not a fierce demon infiltrating from outside, after all, Tianjiao's pre-selection had not been opened for one hundred and twenty years, and no one could guarantee that the experience and intelligence of the predecessors were still in line with reality, in case the mild-tempered fog beast in this rumor launched a madness...

Shaking his head, Zuo Cen put aside his distracting thoughts and was about to urge the short sword in front of him with all his might, when he heard a terrible scream explode in the distance!

"Blame... Monsters!Demons!!"

There was a great deal of horror in these words, and Zuo Cen immediately heard that it was the voice of a Jindan seventh-layer beast cultivator who had been by his side before.

"As a beast cultivator, you can actually be frightened by a fog beast?

With a cold snort, Zuo Cen lifted the short sword above the top, and his body gradually lifted off the ground under the bursts of sword qi.

If you want to break through the fog here, the seemingly dangerous upper is the way to survive!

However, when Zuo Cen looked up, like a basin of cold water poured on his head, his heart was cold...

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End of Chapter 394