In the sea of grass in the northeast of Tianjiao Grassland, there are many shouts and shouts echoing at this moment, and there are more light and shadow flashes of flying swords dancing, and the ground shaking caused by the bombardment of magic weapons, which is also mixed with the roars and howls of beasts, which sounds noisy.

From noon to dusk, until the sea of grass reflected the orange color of the setting sun, the noisy sound gradually disappeared, only to see more than a dozen monks in different clothes carrying a buffalo-shaped, but several times larger demon beast corpse out of the noisy place, most of these people are about the fifth layer of Jindan cultivation, because they have just been contaminated with blood, They all looked fierce and vicious, and behind them, dozens of monks with slightly lower realms showed their bodies, almost all of them were wounded, and there were seven or eight of them with blurred flesh and blood on their bodies, but there was still a sinister aura in their eyes, as if they were still unfinished.

The group did not pause, and quickly swept towards a large flag in the distance.

The big banner has a black face on the golden pole, and there is a huge golden "Yi" word on it that flies and the phoenix dances, even if it is placed between the sea of grass, it can be seen from afar!

There are nearly 100 people sitting on the ground under the banner, most of them close their eyes and frown, as if they are trying to suppress something, from time to time someone makes a muffled snort, blood flows from under the nose, often at this time the people around them will immediately open their mouths to wake them up, wake up, take medicine and rest and close their eyes again.

If you look at it from a distance, it is not difficult to find that the positions where these people are sitting are arranged in a circle, as if they are guarding something, and around the banner in the center of the crowd, there are eight people who have extremely strong true power fluctuations, and they are eight Yunying monks!

In addition to Shen Tuhai, Qiu Zijin, Gai Xiong, Luo Yi, and Ruan Jinglun, there are three new faces, one is an old man in a blue robe with a long beard, the other is a middle-aged man in brocade clothes with a short and fat body, and finally a young woman with a graceful body.

Surrounded by eight people in the center, it is naturally Yi Qian, the founder of "Yimeng", or... It's his doppelganger.

Dressed in a black shirt swaying lightly in the wind, the slightly longer black hair on the temples naturally drooped and moved slightly, and the face with a shallow scar no longer had the childishness of the past, more of a calm, or a habit of the monk's rushing life.

Yi Qian, who was sitting in the air, didn't look like the eight people of Shen Tu Hai, but he had an extra kind of floating aura, which made people leave a little impression at a glance.

The deity and the doppelganger have the same thoughts, the deity went to the southeast of the Tianjiao grassland, then his doppelganger deliberately avoided and made the "Yi Meng" march to the northeast, from the southwest of the entrance almost uninterrupted for more than half a month, they have advanced more than 5,000 miles, but they are far from the northeast, which shows the vastness of the Tianjiao grassland.

During this period, the members of the "Yi Meng" increased and decreased, and he would not treat Yi Qian coldly to the people who withdrew, and he would not be too enthusiastic about the people who joined, it can be said that he was in a state of complete laissez-faire, including the spirit stones, pills, spiritual materials and other things obtained on the way, and he would not care about them, and handed them over to Shen Tuhai to deal with, the latter seemed to have developed limbs and a simple mind, but in fact, there were not a lot of flowers and intestines, and there was no mistake in the harvest and distribution.

A few days ago, the people of the "Yi League" naturally heard the [Demon Removal Decree] issued by Jiaozi Cave, but because Yi Qian's deity was "soothing the muscles and bones" of the Xiangchuan Beast in the Longdan realm at that time, the divine thoughts of the two sides could not communicate in time.

Since the release of the [Demon Eradication Law], the carpet sweeping policy of "Yimeng" has added a new content - arresting people and demons!

In this way, the "Yi Meng" attracted not only ordinary candidates who came only for magic weapons and spiritual objects, but also some monks with advanced cultivation and the idea of pre-selection through guò to join, and the three strong people with infants were such people.

"Alliance leader, it seems that the capture of that bull demon has also been completed, do you need to search for the next target now?"

It was the young woman who had recently joined, and she wore a light pink dress, and her tight dress highlighted her graceful figure, although her face was not very delicate, but the woman with such a figure was still very eye-catching.

Of course, although the people of the "Yi Meng" have greedy people, no one dares to be frivolous and offended, because this woman named Shu Wan is not as weak as her name, and her cultivation has already been infant!

Yi Qian, who was sitting in the air, opened his eyes, looked at the people who were hurrying back with a giant bull and fierce demon in the distance, and said to Shu Wan: "There is Lao Shu Daoyou casting a spell." ”

Prior to this, most of the work of the "Yi League" to find the fierce demon was personally undertaken by Yi Qian, the leader of the alliance, but after all, he was a doppelganger personified by the cloud-swallowing demon qi, and he did not have the real smoke pupil of the deity, and it was really too difficult to capture the breath of the fierce demon by simulating the smoke pupil, but the ability to hide the changes of the fierce demon pre-selected by the sky and the sea and infiltrate the Tianjiao pre-selection with his body was not small, and the investigation methods of ordinary monks could not be detected at all, and no one could share the pressure for Yi Qian, until this Shu Wan appeared.

"The alliance leader doesn't have to be polite~"

Shu Wan smiled slightly when she heard this, and many monks who closed their eyes quietly opened a crack, and when they saw this scene, they all thought about it in their hearts, this Shu senior did not smile at everyone in the "Yi League", even the other seven Yun Ying powerhouses did not let her smile, but the alliance leader who did not look very strong was favored by everyone, so that everyone had to have infinite reverie about Yi Qian's identity...

Compared with other people's random speculation, Yi Qian knew very well the reason why Shu Wan had a different attitude towards him, where was there a half-intimate smile in those bright eyes?

"As long as you don't provoke me, you will make trouble. ”

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In the southeast of the Tianjiao grassland, covering more than 2,000 zhang of clouds and mist, Zuo Cen maintained a posture of holding his sword with both hands and looking up, his body was already a little stiff...

Above, what came into view was not a way out, but the head of a giant beast that appeared there at some unknown time, nearly a hundred feet in size!

The beast opened its toothless mouth, and its empty eyes seemed to communicate nothingness, making the creature feel like its soul was about to be sucked away at a glance!

"It's... What is this?!"

Zuo Cen's lips trembled, among the information he obtained, the highest grade in the Tianjiao Grassland was one of the few fourth-grade middle-level demon beasts, and it was an accident that the snow spirit was not included in the description of the information, and the appearance of this fog beast in front of him was even more shocking to his heart!

"This is by no means a fourth-grade intermediate rank! at least it is a high-level... Or the pinnacle of the four grades!"

The screams around him were louder and louder, although Zuo Cen couldn't see what was going on there because of the fog, but the extremely miserable pictures involuntarily came to mind, his body trembled, and his eyes showed despair...

The combat power of the four-rank peak beast has surpassed that of ordinary mid-Yuan Infant cultivators, and these people in the middle and late stages of the Jindan have no way to survive if they are targeted.

"Alas... Blame me for being too greedy..."

Sighing in his heart, Zuo Cen slowly closed his eyes, and the short sword hanging above his two palms occasionally let out a rapid sword groan, as if he was very afraid of the huge fog beast in the sky.

"Hand over a wisp of soul and save you from dying for the time being!"

The fog beast's huge mouth opened and closed, and Yi Qian's voice came out of it, but it seemed to be a little more erratic inside, making it impossible to judge whether the distance was far or near.

"Soul of the Heart..."

Zuo Cen opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes flickered after being dazed.

Looking at the huge cloud beast head, he suddenly questioned his judgment just now, if the other party was a demon beast, what was the use of asking the monk's soul to do so? Without the monk's divine sense, it was impossible to use the guò divine soul to make people surrender!

But if the other party is a monk... So what is the demonic aura that is like substance in this sea of fog?

"Could it be that this person is a beast cultivator, and this fog beast... It's the beast that makes it!"

Thinking about it, it seems that there is only this possibility, Zuo Cen can hardly imagine a beast cultivator who can control the peak mist beast of the fourth grade... What kind of cultivation will it be?

While he was thinking wildly, Yi Qian seemed to have lost his patience, and after a cold snort, all the clouds and mist surged violently! The head of the Cloud Swallowing Beast made of clouds and mist let out a fluttering roar, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, causing the hearts of those who heard it to shrink and expand with this strange roar!

"Poof..."

Zuo Cen's body shook, spurted out a mouthful of blood in a muffled voice, and while secretly scolding himself for being an idiot, he hurriedly stretched out his hand in the center of his eyebrows, and after concentrating for a while, he pulled it suddenly, and a wisp of silk-like soul was stripped out.

“... The younger generation Baixi County is scattered and cultivated, and he is willing to be the servant of the seniors!"

Zuo Cen gritted his teeth and offered his soul, to him... In other words, for a large number of casual cultivators with a high realm, Fengxin Soul is the last thing they want to do, with their cultivation, if they worship in some small sects, it is no problem to have the treatment of the elder level, but the price is to lose most of their freedom, which is also the reason why casual cultivators like him are more willing to live as casual cultivators.

Faced with the choice between freedom and life, everyone has their own ideas, and here in Zuo Cen, he chose his life.

Even if it's in exchange for this life... I'm afraid it's the least free way in the world!

"Alas, I've been at ease for most of my life, and it's time to stop and stop at last..."

Sighing deeply in his heart, Zuo Cen did not show anything on the surface, put away the short sword, respectfully held the wisp of soul with both hands, and waited for the other party to receive it with emotion.

At this moment, the thick clouds and mist around him began to dissipate rapidly, and Zuo Cen cautiously looked sideways, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Everyone who had fled in all directions before was not far away, and everyone's movements were similar to his!

With fear and a deeply hidden unwillingness... Hands up, respectfully offering the soul...

Gradually, people noticed this situation, and the huge beast head above looked like they were looking at themselves, making people's scalps tingle!

A moment later, the huge mouth of the Cloud Swallowing Beast sucked slightly, and the fourteen wisps of soul of the fourteen people below flew in, fell into its mouth and disappeared, and at the same time, the fourteen monks trembled in the sea, and they no longer had the ability to betray.

As soon as Zuo Cen, who looked a little depressed, lowered his head, a floating sound sounded in his ears.

"You just said you're from Whitesey?"

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Chapter 395 ends