Hearing this, all the ancestors of the Yudan Stage nodded, and they all found the disciples of their own sect and asked.

Seeing that only Zhou Nan and Wang Yuxuan came out, Geng Qingnian's old face, which had been smiling, instantly became hideous. Pointing at Wang Yuxuan, he put out a soundproof cover, and asked coldly, "You say, what's going on, what about the other disciples?"

Being suppressed by Geng Qingnian's momentum, Wang Yuxuan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly saluted, and said respectfully, "Great Elder Qiqi, this trip to the Valley of the Wind is indeed different from the past. As soon as we entered the Valley of the Wind this time, we were frantically besieged and killed by the disciples of other sects. In just one day, more than twenty disciples died. I didn't dare to stay, so I took some people with me, and according to the request of the Great Elder, I went directly to the inner valley to search for the secret place. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yuxuan paused for a moment, but looking at the still hideous face of the Great Elder, his expression turned grim, and he continued: "But the demon beasts in those secret places are so powerful that there are even fire-breathing beasts. Except for me, who escaped, the rest of the disciples died at the hands of Charizard. After that, I went to fight for the Pure Soul Saliva again, but I met the Demon Dao monks and calculated together, and I returned in vain. When I returned to the outer valley, I encountered other sects encircling and suppressing the remaining disciples, and there were too many disciples among them who had built a foundation in half a step, and I was not in a hurry to rescue them, resulting in the death of all the disciples. But fortunately, this harvest is not costly, please take a look at it by the Great Elder. Wang Yuxuan said and said, leaving tears. relieved his mood for a while, and handed over a black storage bag to Geng Qingnian.

Taking over the storage bag, Geng Qingnian glanced at it casually, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he let out a sound of surprise. The originally hideous face was instantly filled with smiles. Even the eyes that looked at Wang Yuxuan became kind. Such a magical face-changing skill, except for him, it is estimated that no one can play it.

"Well, yes, yes, I found a fire lingzhi that is eight hundred years old. It must be the fire-breathing beast's guard, and those disciples can be regarded as having a role!" Geng Qingnian squeezed the storage bag tightly, squinting his eyes with a smile, but said with emotion.

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Yuxuan's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said yes. Zhou Nan, on the other hand, just lowered his head. But in his heart, he scolded this hypocritical old fox half to death.

"Hmph, this Geng Qingnian is really not a good thing, for the sake of an eight-hundred-year-old fire Lingzhi, he doesn't care about the death of those disciples at all, what a hypocritical guy. The corners of Zhou Nan's mouth lifted, and he suddenly sneered in his heart.

After praising Wang Yuxuan, Geng Qingnian didn't let Zhou Nan go, just looked at him, and said angrily, "What about you? I seem to remember that you said that after entering the valley, you will be guilty of meritorious service." Then let the old man see your merits, shall we?"

Zhou Nan scolded the old fox in his heart, but he didn't stay, and hurriedly took out a bulging storage bag from his arms and handed it over respectfully.

Taking the storage bag, Geng Qingnian looked at it with interest. But alas, this time he was not so lucky, and he did not encounter something as precious as fire reishi. But the amount of content in the storage bag surprised him.

"Yes, although the quality of the things is not very good, the quantity is sufficient. This time, even if you pass the level. After returning to the sect, he went to the law enforcement hall to confess the crime, and the old man will no longer pursue the rest!"

Zhou Nan's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly thanked him. But in his heart, he greeted Geng Qingnian's ancestors for the eighty-first generation. In his storage bag, there were medicinal materials, materials, and middle-grade magic weapons worth nearly 20,000 spirit stones. It can be said that one-third of the amount that Zhou Nan received from entering the valley has already been handed over, if Geng Qingnian is not satisfied, then this old guy is really not a human being.

Next, Geng Qingnian pinched another trick. Suddenly, Zhou Nan's face changed greatly, and he felt as if his whole body had been seen through. Just in an instant, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and when he looked at Wang Yuxuan again, he had the same reaction.

"Yes, there are no hidden things. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape my search for the soul. After receiving the legal decision, Geng Qing explained lightly.

Although it was very unpleasant to be investigated, Zhou Nan was still relieved. Fortunately, he had the foresight to transfer important things to the sealed dragon coffin in advance, covering his breath. Otherwise, how could he hide from this old fox?

Zhou Nan clearly remembered that he gave a bottle of pure spirit saliva to Wang Yuxuan, but it was not found by Geng Qingnian. And it is impossible for Wang Yuxuan to have a treasure like his own sealed dragon coffin, so there is only one explanation, Wang Yuxuan has already swallowed the bottle of pure spirit saliva. It's just that I don't know what means she used to escape the threat of spiritual resonance.

Seeing Zhou Nan's inquiring gaze, Wang Yuxuan nodded slightly.

After getting the answer, Zhou Nan smiled slightly. and Wang Yuxuan, one after the other, retreated.

People who are looking at other sects are also experiencing the same thing as themselves. This trip to the Valley of the Wind can be described as the heaviest casualties. Of the 1,000 people who entered the valley, less than 200 survived. That is, more than 800 people died in the Valley of the Wind.

In addition to the seven major sects, each of which has more than 20 people alive, the other second-rate forces are weak, and only three or two shrimp soldiers and crab generals remain. But those who can survive have greatly improved their cultivation, and they are basically half-step foundation building cultivation, there is no doubt about this. In the years to come, most of these people will have a wonderful future as long as they don't die.

But those guys who were frightened and survived did not have such treatment, and whether they could get out of the psychological shadow in the future is a question. It can be said unceremoniously that these guys, scrapped.

Without staying on these guys, Zhou Nan returned to the corner, sat down obediently, and waited peacefully. Now, what he has to do is to keep a low profile, and then a low profile.

It didn't take long for the ancestors of the various sects to figure out the reason and get together again. As for what they talked about next. Except for themselves, no one else knew what to do.

But Zhou Nan clearly knew that this meeting must not be a good thing for the Xuanhuo Sect. Because, when Geng Qingnian came back, his face was very bad, very bad. It is not an exaggeration to even describe it as black.

Next, led by the Kaiyang Sect and the Blood Demon Sect, the ancestors of the major sects took their disciples one after another, turned into rays of light, and flew away. The Xuanhuo Sect was the last one to leave. Seeing that at least a dozen disciples were alive in others, and then seeing that only two people in his sect had survived, and one was still a waste, Geng Qingnian suddenly became angry.

Now, Geng Qingnian is angry, and Zhou Nan doesn't dare to be careless. But he knew in his heart that the disappearance of the dozen or so Xuanhuo Sect disciples was inseparable from Wang Yuxuan. But he prefers to believe that he is misremembering, and there is no such thing at all.

released the snow eagle and brought the old man of the dove, Wang Yuxuan, and Zhou Nan. Geng Qingnian stood on top of the Snow Eagle, commanded the Snow Eagle, and flew towards the Xuanhuo Sect.

The speed of the Snow Eagle is still very fast, but the current Zhou Nan is no less powerful than the immortal cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and it is easy to adapt to the terrifying speed of the Snow Eagle. There is still a thought, and I look at the environment under me. Wang Yuxuan is the same, after swallowing the Pure Spirit Saliva Purifying Spirit, she also has a huge improvement, and she easily adapts to the speed of the Snow Eagle.

It's just that neither of them made a noise, carefully covering up their behavior.

The snow eagle sped forward, and the clouds kept crashing into its body, shattering into pieces and disappearing.

A day later, the snow eagle flew out of the Kaiyang Mountain Range, passed through the grassland, and entered the fiery Xuanhuo Sect.

After a short time, the Snow Eagle slowed down and flew into the Xuanhuo Sect.

After half a cup of tea, Zhou Nan left the Zongwu Palace, received his reward, and went back to his residence quietly. After arranging the formation and sitting in the secret room, Zhou Nan pinched a golden pill in his fingers, his face full of smiles.

"Yes, the medicinal fragrance and color are exactly the same as what the book says, and it is true that Tsukidan is true. It's a pity that there is only one, and with the defects of "Zhimu Duel", it still can't let me advance to the foundation building period. Zhou Nan first nodded with satisfaction, and then said with a sigh.

"This Tsukidan is really hard to come by. Geng Qingnian, the old guy, took his nearly 20,000 spirit stones, and gave himself a Zhuji Dan, which was really stingy. After a few sighs, Zhou Nan couldn't help but complain.

After putting away Tsukidan, Zhou Nan lowered his head and fell into deep thought. Although he escaped Geng Qingnian's direct killing, it was not easy to pass the level of the Law Enforcement Palace. He'll have to plan how to deal with the next level.

A day later, Zhou Nan restrained his breath, opened the formation, and rushed to the Law Enforcement Palace.

The Law Enforcement Palace, built on the other side of Ziyang Mountain, is also halfway up the mountain. The scale is not bad at all compared to the Zongwu Palace, and it is even exceeded. The overall building is magnificent, the color is red, and it exudes a strong blood and majesty.

After looking at it a few times, Zhou Nan sneered, and without staying outside, he directly entered the Law Enforcement Hall. After explaining to a red-clothed disciple on the eighth floor of the Enlightenment, he was led to an attic.

The red-clothed disciple left, Zhou Nan waited for a long time, and a short old man in a blue robe, with a rickety figure and a pair of small eyes, walked in slowly.

As soon as he entered the house, the short old man released the powerful aura of his foundation building period and pressed towards Zhou Nan. Feeling this pressure, Zhou Nan glanced at this person with disdain, and let this pressure press on him motionlessly.

Seeing that Zhou Nan did not react, the short old man's small eyes shrank slightly. However, Zhou Nan couldn't help it, the short old man withdrew his breath, slowly made it to the chair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the old god was there without saying a word.