After staying in Lingque Valley for half a month, Leng Xiao has recovered his qualifications, and the immortal roots have begun to appear. Bai Wei seemed to be extremely weak, and after helping Leng Xiao recover his qualifications, she chose to retreat, completely closing the Spirit Bird Valley and not seeing outsiders.

Leng Xiao took a deep breath, feeling a little dazed in his heart, the matter of the place of trial, the Qingji Sect had no good impression of him, the Hundred Flowers Sect was the same as the Lingque Valley, only female disciples were accepted, and the Shenyumen and Chi Nanshan were faintly a little bit only the Qingchen Sect was looking forward.

If he can join the sect, he naturally hopes to be the strongest. Perhaps, the only thing that can be compared to the Blue Scar Sect is the Dream Sect, but the Dream Sect is a cult.

Lu Li Qingguangkou was forcibly taken away by the Northern Stygian Kun, it stands to reason that even if it is a real thing of the Blue Sword, it can be regarded as their own fate if they are obtained by later generations, and the Northern Stygian Kun's actions really made Leng Xiao a little disdainful.

"Anyway, he already doesn't like me, and it's not difficult to think of regaining the spirit treasure. Leng Xiao took out a wooden box from his arms, and there were five words engraved on the wooden box, which was the box where Lu Li Qingguangkou was placed.

Leng Xiao recovered his qualifications at this moment, his aura was no longer lost, and he easily returned to the foundation building, and then urged the wooden box at this moment, and suddenly felt magical, this box was useless, but there was a space the size of a house inside.

"Just put a ring and use such a large space?Besides, the wooden box is probably not suitable as a space spirit treasure......

Leng Xiao suddenly smiled in his heart, wouldn't it be extra to build a wooden box to store the ring?

"Maybe it's used for something else. A thought flashed in Leng Xiao's heart, when the exchange was made, the other party said that this box and the spirit treasure were obtained from a ruin, although I don't know if it's true or not, but at that time, the other party must not have had time to lie.

Leng Xiao put the box away, put all the baggage he carried in it, and only left a few peach blossom pills on his body, which was suddenly a lot easier.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away from Qinghui City, there was no one in the mountains, a thatched hut was burned, and a swarthy young man was silent, his eyes flashing fiercely.

As soon as he pointed to the palm of his hand, a drop of blood came out of the palm of his hand, and then the blood floated up, fluttering in the air, like duckweed in the wind.

After a while, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the swarthy young man, and the blood beads turned into an arrow in his surprised eyes, which was where the Blue Scar Sect was located.

He muttered to himself, "It seems that this person is a monk of the Blue Scar Sect, but I don't know if it is an elder or a disciple......

"No, he must be a new disciple of the Blue Sprint Sect, otherwise why would he call himself 'this seat'! There was a gleam in the swarthy youth's gaze.

A few days later, when I arrived in Qinghui City, I couldn't help frowning when I heard the sound of discussion all over the street, and I didn't even need to inquire carefully, and the fragmentary information was spliced together to become a complete story.

"Evil ...... Cult Leader...... Teenager ......"

At first, he didn't care, even if the world was destroyed, what did it have to do with him! But when he heard the end, his heart jumped!

A strong man was spitting and recounting the earth-shattering picture of the day to his companion with great interest, and just as he was about to rise, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, and he couldn't help but be furious, and when he turned around, he saw a swarthy young face.

"Where did you come from, bastard, don't have eyes!"

"I'm asking you something. The swarthy young man only said silently.

When the strong man saw the swarthy young man with a low eyebrow and pleasing appearance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was arrogant, and he saw a girl with a good posture not far away looking at him, and suddenly patted his chest and raised his eyebrows.

"If you inquire about the news, you must have the attitude of asking about the news! Kneel down and shout grandpa, you just want to know what kind of lust the queen mother's dirty clothes are, and Lao Tzu will tell you!"

He deliberately showed his hand, and Zhuji Xiuwei suddenly erupted, and slapped it towards the swarthy young man with one palm. He didn't use all his strength in this palm, and he was afraid of his life, after all, fighting was forbidden in Qinghui City.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm fell, the swarthy young man did not dodge or dodge, only gently pinched his wrist, seemingly careless, but made it difficult for him to move!

The strong man suddenly felt that his face was dull, and his aura was surging wildly, but no matter how hard he could, the swarthy young man was indifferent!

"I'm asking you something. The swarthy young man asked again, and this time, the strong man's heart seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and his soul immediately died.

He suddenly realized that he had provoked someone who couldn't be provoked, and hurriedly laughed: "It's easy to say, Shaoxia let go first, everything is easy to say!"

According to the words, the swarthy young man let go.

The strong man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes subconsciously looked at the crowd, the girl with a good appearance didn't know where she had gone for a long time, he sighed in his heart and felt embarrassed, and he didn't dare to show the slightest.

"I don't know what the young man wants to ask?"

"Boy, the boy who sank into the molten and didn't die!"

The swarthy young man changed his previous indifferent appearance, and suddenly his eyes were as sharp as a murderer: "You said that he was in the Land of Trials, so how did you know about it?"

The strong man looked horrified, and hurriedly stretched out his arm, pointing to a large pink scar, fresh skin had grown, and it was estimated that it would not be long before it would heal.

"Don't misunderstand, young man, this is not my nonsense, I saw it with my own eyes! Little brother is not talented, he is one of the people who participated in the trial! The injury on this arm is burned by molten slurry!"

The strong man is almost thirty years old, and he is also the oldest one among all the juniors who participated in the trial, but at this moment, he calls himself a little brother in front of a young man, not to mention how greasy he is, but the smile on his face is more and more flattering.

The swarthy young man didn't say a word, turned around and left, not paying much attention to him at all.

"Interesting, mortal, I deceived Lu Liqing Guangkou from my hands, mixed into the trial, and cheated in the trial, with the help of the spirit treasure, I fell into the molten and survived, and even saved everyone. ”

His smile gradually became cold, and he sighed softly: "Lu Li Qingguangkou fell into the hands of the Blue Scar Sect, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it back...... However, I don't care who you are, the ends of the earth will take your life!"

The swarthy young man secretly hated in his heart, if he hadn't exchanged with him at that time, maybe he would have been able to get a better elixir!

Suddenly, his expression moved, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of cold killing intent: "Lu Li Qingguangkou has been accepted, and the box is still there......"

Thousands of miles away, Leng Xiao had just left Lingque Valley, and he didn't know where to go, when suddenly there was a trace of fluctuation in his arms, and he took out the wooden box and looked at it, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"He also did something on top of the box?"

Leng Xiao probed the box back and forth, but could only feel a slight fluctuation, and couldn't find the problem at all.

This often only proves one problem, the other party's cultivation is above him!

Leng Xiao hesitated for a moment, then left with a wry smile.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of fighting in the sky, and after a roar, it seemed to fall quickly.

But in a few breaths, a young man ran towards Leng Xiao in a panic, and no matter what Leng Xiao was cultivating, he yelled when he saw him: "Little brother save me!"

The other party's aura is agitating at the moment, and his cultivation is revealed, although he is also building a foundation for cultivation, but his aura is very weak, and I am afraid that he has only recently broken through.

The person behind him is also a foundation cultivator, his aura is much stronger than him, holding a pitch-black wide knife, strangely emitting a trace of black gas, which seems to melt in the sun, and suddenly wakes up when it is near, it is actually bloody qi!

How many people does it have to kill to dye the knife so black?

"Little brother help, I am Hu Hai, a disciple of the Lanhui faction, and I will be grateful afterwards!"

Hu Hai screamed in panic, his lips were still stained with blood foam, I am afraid that the internal injuries are not light.

Leng Xiao didn't care about whether he was grateful or not, he didn't like the evil cultivator in his heart, so he greeted him directly, and his aura was agitated!

Leng Xiao groaned lightly, every drop of blood in his body seemed to be cheering, this cultivation was different from the cultivation that was made up for a short time when taking the Peach Blossom Pill, this was a cultivation that really belonged to him!

The emptiness of these years has been swept away, and at this moment, he is eager to fight!

Hu Hai was immediately overjoyed when he saw the powerful momentum that Leng Xiao exuded: "Brother be careful, this person's name is Black Scorpion, his knife is extremely weird, and it can make people's blood flow backwards!"

He was so excited that he even removed the word "small" above the title.

That evil cultivator was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, not tall, his face was painted with black and purple patterns, his eyes were full of aggression, and he glanced at Leng Xiao unscrupulously, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Where did the little doll come from, it hit Lao Tzu's hands today, it's not good for you!"

The black scorpion grinned, and the patterns on its face immediately distorted, and at first glance it really looked like a poisonous scorpion with a scorpion tail cocked!

"The black wind is evil, once the knife comes out, you will drink human blood!" The black scorpion drank in a low voice, and the black wide knife in his hand went straight and straight, as if it was very heavy and domineering.

The countless spiritual tricks in Leng Xiao's mind were like water waves, and the scenes in the trial place of the day seemed to emerge in front of him, and he benefited a lot from recalling it at this moment!

On that day, the dozens of yuan infant monk guided him to fight, which played an important role in the improvement of his combat skills, this is not the point, the point is that he almost did Xie Yunlei's true biography!

The other Yuanying monks all used Yuanying to drive his body, producing an almost instinctive reaction, and Xie Yunlei was in an urgent situation at the time, and directly poured everything he had learned in his life to him, he didn't have time to think about it at the time, but at this moment, when he thought about it carefully, he just lacked someone to verify it, and someone sent it to the door!

He didn't say a word, and his figure suddenly became ethereal, as if he had gone through vicissitudes of life, and pointed out!

The wide knife fell, Leng Xiao did not dodge or dodge, Hu Hai was shocked in his heart, only that Leng Xiao had a body of cultivation, but he was still young and had little combat experience at all.

He endured his injuries and raised the long sword in his hand to go up to rescue him, but he saw that Leng Xiao's finger seemed to cut through the space, and the last shot landed on the black wide knife!

The black scorpion suddenly took three steps back, and even threw the broad knife out directly!

Hu Hai was stunned for a while, and he still maintained the posture of raising the sword in his hand, a little unbelievable, this black wide knife is a spiritual treasure for the life of the black scorpion, and he will not let go when he sleeps, but he was beaten out by someone?

The black scorpion's expression was not shocked or angry at this moment, and even a trace of dazedness, his right hand trembled slightly, and at this moment it was as old as if he had gone through the years!

A sturdy body, but with a wizened right hand!

The black scorpion's eyes were bloodshot and angry, this was his knife-wielding hand!

"Damn, what kind of trick is this? Little cub, I'm going to sacrifice your head to the knife today!"

He took a shot in the air, and an aura suddenly rolled the black wide knife into his hand, and he was about to swing the knife, when his eyes suddenly shrank suddenly, and a small gap collapsed on the blade!