The closer he got to the depths of the cave, the more Lin Xie had a not-so-good intuition, and the howls of those ghosts and wolves echoed in the space around him.

Lin Xie took a deep breath, he had a hunch that once he arrived at the last Ghost King Grass, he might have worries about his life, but if he wanted to give up that Ghost King Grass now, he would definitely be reluctant.

So, he took a few steps back, a few steps forward, and entered a situation of cyclical entanglement.

Deep in the cave.

"Ugly, it's strange and cautious, but it's a pity, for an ant like you who quenches the body, the temptation of the ghost king grass, I'm afraid you can't refuse it...... Ahh......h

Jun Yan's eyes were glowing with purple and strange red spots, flickering faintly, the white skull palm moved slightly, and under his mockery, another ghost king grass flew out, and strangely landed beside the last ghost king grass.

So, there are now two of them there.

And after throwing out this Ghost King Grass, Jun Yan had a trace of distress, but when he thought that once Lin Xie took those two Ghost King Grasses, he would be within a hundred steps.

At that time, although others could not get out of this cave, they could use the secret method of the ghost path to control the forest evil soul for their own use.

If you are willing to give up, how can you get without giving up?

Jun Yandu heard the footsteps that no longer walked back, but continued to walk down, and a trace of joy of triumph passed over the skeletal face.

However, in the end of his surprise, it was not the human disciple, but the sound of an arrow breaking through the sky.

The arrow slashed through the air in a sharp curve, and finally connected the two medicinal herbs with one stone and two birds with one stone.

Whoosh, in the sound of a vine quickly breaking through the air, Jun Yan's face sank, and he found that the two ghost king grasses had disappeared by the thin vines strung behind the arrows.

Lin Xie looked at the two ghost king grasses on the string of arrows that he pulled back with vines in his hand, his face couldn't help but be filled with joy, and he turned around and walked back.

In the depths of the cave, the gentleman said: "......"

After Lin Xie's footsteps became farther and farther away, the Sen Bai Skull Monarch let out a low roar, and his eyes were full of angry blood red: "Thousand Killing Human Monks, that Ghost King Grass was actually taken away by you......

Well, I want to break your corpse into ten thousand pieces! Fortunately, the ghost king grass has the spiritual imprint left by the hall master, four days, as long as the hall master can go out in four days......

Junior of Hanging Sword Mountain, this hall wants you to live forever in the master of this hall as a puppet and a servant!"

In the depths of the cavern, a low, angry and hoarse roar echoed, and infinite hatred mixed with it.

As soon as he entered Sworddragon Mountain, he received four Ghost King Grass, which can be described as a big harvest, and Lin Xie wanted to say in his heart that it was impossible to say without joy!

Out of the cave, Lin Xie took a deep breath, his ears moved, and he heard that a fight was coming towards the cave, and his mind moved to find a hidden place to hide.

Gently brushing away the weeds in front of him, in the tiny gap, Lin Xie saw three black-clothed inner disciples surrounding the two Tsing Yi outer disciples, and with effortless fighting, knocked the two Tsing Yi disciples to the ground and took away their sword dragon flags.

The three of them looked at each other with disdain, and after fiercely mocking the two outer disciples of Tsing Yi, they walked away with a high spirit.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xie frowned, as soon as he entered Sworddragon Mountain, he encountered such a team battle...... These people, no matter who they are, obviously have their own small circle.

This kind of team formed by a small circle to compete for the Sword Dragon Banner undoubtedly has a strong advantage, after all, with more attacks and fewer attacks, a single disciple is often just bullied.

Lin Xie glanced at the two seriously injured outer disciples in Tsing Yi, took a deep breath, took out a mask to cover his face, and walked out with the Blood Shadow Sword.

When the two Tsing Yi disciples lying on the ground were wailing in pain, their eyes suddenly froze, and they looked at Lin Xie who came with a sword with a puzzled face, and their faces changed suddenly.

"Hand over your storage bags, spare you if you don't die!" Lin Xie's voice was hoarse, the blood shadow sword in his hand shook, and under his deliberate control, the blood qi on the sword was hidden.

"You, we are the same family, and you are doing such evil things!"

A disciple in Tsing Yi said angrily.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense about the two of you, this is the secret realm of Stegosaurus Mountain, as long as I'm strong, what do you do when Lao Tzu says, understand?

One last time, hand over the storage bag!"

The Lin Evil Blood Shadow Sword shook again, and against the necks of these two disciples, he deliberately released his sword qi and killing intent, and this action made the eyes of these two disciples blood-red, and they handed over the storage bag in anger.

"Damn, you actually just quenched your body for seven turns, and you took advantage of the two of us being injured by the inner disciples......"

The two Tsing Yi disciples said angrily.

Lin Xie didn't say a word, threw a cold look at the two of them, and walked away.

After picking up a bargain, Lin Xie was overjoyed, and finally found a small remote cave, found a big stone to seal the entrance of the cave, and couldn't wait to open the storage bag.

It turned out to be a Xuanqi Stone!

The storage bags of the two of them added up to more than a dozen lower-grade Xuanqi Stones, although the value was now ordinary in Lin Xie's eyes, but it was enough for him to refine the Nine Turns Xuanyu Pill.

As for the others were just some clothes, Lin Xie glanced at them and was not interested, but what made him suddenly stare at it was a cyan martial art book in the storage space.

"Three-vein Xuanjian!"

In a looting operation, he found a fingering melee martial arts, which he couldn't find on the black market, which couldn't help but make Lin Xie overjoyed.

In a quick flip, he found that this was a yellow-level peak martial art, and it was a simplified version of the six-vein Xuanjian of the spirit-level martial arts, which seemed to only lack the power of the three veins, but in fact the power was five or six times worse.

Lin Xie pondered for a moment, and decided that while refining the Ghost King Pill and the Nine Turns Xuanyu Pill, he would be able to cultivate the martial arts of the Three-Vein Xuanjian well.

Kneeling cross-legged on the ground, Lin Xie's mind sank into the dantian blood pool, feeling one of the blood furnaces, and suddenly found that after he broke through to the seventh turn, the blood furnace actually appeared in two refining areas like Taiji Yin and Yang......

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he decided to give it a try!

Immediately, Lin Xie carefully took out four Ghost King Grasses and threw them to one of the refining areas, and as for the dozen or so lower-grade Xuanqi Stones, they were thrown to the other refining area.

Immediately, the Blood Furnace let out a low, rumbling roar.

Since the elixir had been automatically refined, Lin Xie didn't care about it, he took out the three-vein Xuanjian and watched it with interest.

In the process of watching, his face was sometimes calm, sometimes happy, sometimes lost, and the movements in his hands were constantly changing.