Seeking immortality.

Chapter 227 The plan goes well, the monster race counterattacks
The two sides began to fight, and there was no suspense in this battle.

If Qin Yan can't even defeat two Baiqiaoyuan disciples, then he should not expect to compete with this faction for treasures.

The battle lasted for as long as a cup of tea.

"what!"

The screams came to the ears.

Another monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment was beheaded by him with a single sword.

Fan Xiao's face was full of fear.

Only then did he realize that the enemy in front of him was not something he could defeat at all.

"Boy, I will fight with you!"

Accompanied by Se Li Nei Ren's yell, he started to rush to attack, but then, he took a break and turned around to run away.

But instead of using the ordinary flying technique, he took out a golden talisman from his bosom, slapped it on his body, turned into a golden rainbow, and flew away through the air.

"Hmph, Golden Escape Talisman, do you think you can slip away from my young master's eyes by using this treasure?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Yan's mouth, he raised his right hand and flicked it towards him.

"No, it's the magic cloud thorn."

Fan Xiao turned pale with shock, and at the critical moment, he reluctantly turned his body to one side, but felt a pain in his right chest, and blood spattered out.

But finally avoided the critical point.

He didn't dare to stay, and hurried away, and soon disappeared into the distant sky.

Watching the other party's back disappear, Qin Yan's face showed no trace of annoyance, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a bit of complacency.

He let the other party go on purpose.

After all, if no one is left alive, and there is no news about the young master of the Moyun Sect, how can the two sects turn against each other?

Everything is in his plan.

Then Qin Yan flicked his sleeve robe, took away the storage bags of the two fallen monks, and popped out the fire bombs, turning their bodies into ashes.

Then go find new prey.

In fact, it didn't take him much effort at all, because the disciples of Baiqiaoyuan were also traveling in groups of three and five, hunting and killing possible competitors in this small world.

Originally their target was the Yaozu.

Seeing Qin Yan who was full of demonic energy, he was shocked.

How could there be demon cultivators in this place?
It was also a three-person team who met Qin Yan this time.

The strength is almost the same as that of the enemy just now.

After a short moment of astonishment, the three immortal cultivators surrounded him without hesitation.

He didn't say much, and directly sacrificed his treasure.

At the same time, he clamored for Qin Yan to be restrained.

For such words, Qin Yan naturally rolled his eyes and didn't pay any attention to them.

Then there is a big battle.

The aura flashed wildly, and the demonic energy soared to the sky.

The outcome of the battle is still not in suspense.

Most of the three immortal cultivators from Baiqiaoyuan fell, and only one cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment saw that something was wrong, so he greased the soles of his shoes, and was extremely lucky to be a survivor.

Of course, he was able to survive because Qin Yan released the water.

Someone has to bring the message back.

So it can't be killed off.

And during this battle, Qin Yan used another secret technique inherited from Mo Yunzong.

Devil Cloud Armor!

The effect is quite good.

He showed great strength, just like a real body refiner.

Naturally, the other party didn't see any flaws, and didn't know that Qin Yan's magic cloud armor was just superficial, and he relied on his own strength.

Young Master Moyun!

Even if the other party still has doubts about his identity, it is certain that the enemy is a direct disciple of Mo Yunzong.

……

In this way, Qin Yan had already encountered the monks of Baiqiaoyuan five times in a half-day.

Every encounter is a battle.

But the outcome of the battle was not in the slightest suspense.

Qin Yan didn't let his life go every time.

Because it's easy to be self-defeating that way.

Twice, he wiped out his opponents.

However, this also pays attention.

One of them, although all the monks in Baiqiaoyuan fell, but before they died, someone sent out a message talisman full of resentment.

There may not be much information in it, but it is enough to mention that the monks of Moyunzong are enemies.

Another time, Qin Yan didn't let the enemy go, but this time, he just took the opponent's storage bag and left.

Qin Yan deliberately did not deal with the corpses of those monks. When their fellow disciples came to check the traces left by the battle, they would find that the disciples of Baiqiaoyuan all died of magical spells.

All in all, it is also particular about how to plant the blame.

……

While Qin Yan was carrying out his plan, the monster clans were not idle.

In the beginning, they were indeed caught off guard by Baiqiaoyuan, and many demon generals fell with hatred.

But after all, demon cultivators are different from monsters. They have the same wisdom as human beings. After suffering such a big loss, they naturally know how to hold together.

Not to mention that some monster generals have a good relationship with each other in the first place, even if they had dirty or grievances before, they will definitely let go at this time.

Deal with those nasty cultivators first.

And this combination, Baiqiaoyuan's plan is not so easy to use.

The demon generals began to fight back.

And the battle between the two sides became more and more intense and cruel.

……

At the same time, in the middle of this small world, there is a huge mountain peak as high as ten thousand zhang.

The name of this mountain is not marked on the map, but it looks very majestic and magnificent. The mountain is full of various plants, and it is also steep and difficult to walk.

And the whole mountain peak seems to be shrouded by a mysterious ancient formation, so whether it is a cultivator or a monster race, after arriving here, they can only travel with their feet.

It is absolutely impossible to fly to the top of the mountain in one breath.

The cultivators of Baiqiaoyuan seized the opportunity because they had enough manpower, besides sending most of their disciples to hunt and kill competitors.

The remaining ten or so elites rushed here without stopping.

These people are all existences in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, several of them are even fake pills, and the leader is an old man in Taoist robes with immortal demeanor.

But his face was a little pale.

"Uncle Duan, are you alright?"

The old man shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

In all fairness, his condition is indeed not good.

Originally, there was not much life energy left, and taking the initiative to break the pill would hurt his vitality even more, but the old man's expression was full of determination, and he had expected this kind of situation.

And never regret it.

Since Yuanying is hopeless and Shouyuan is not much left, it is better to take advantage of this last moment and give up your life than to die in vain.

As long as you get the inheritance treasure of Tianjue Sanren.

All your hard work and dedication are worth it.

However, at this time, he frowned, not worried about his physical condition.

It was a few sound transmission symbols just received.

Several teams that hunted down other competitors were wiped out.

There are also some survivors.

If it's just this, it won't move him.

After all, the way of immortality is dangerous, let alone plotting such a precious treasure, it is normal to lose some manpower.

The strength of those demon generals cannot be underestimated.

However, the news came that the culprit who wiped out the Baiqiaoyuan team was a demon cultivator.

　In a blink of an eye, the new month is here. Fanyu, fellow Taoists, ask for a monthly pass. Thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)