fairy jade dust

The important place of the monster race, the Thousand Mists Hall. 【^】

A group of seventh-level monsters knelt down in unison under the highness, and their movements were uniform and strict.

These level seven monsters, which are usually ferocious and brutal, are no longer as powerful as before. Every monster is submissive, as docile as a sheep, kneeling on the ground, not daring to move.

The white tiger knelt in the crowd of monsters, with its front legs bent down and its head hanging down.

It was trembling all over, terrified, and didn't dare to look up at the elders of the Yaozu in the hall.

In the main hall, the atmosphere was solemn, and a murderous air permeated the hall, and the hall was extremely silent.

In front of this group of monsters, the seventh-level fire leopard lay straight on the ground, its fur trembling, unable to move an inch.

Guyun's intermediate sword skills are extremely powerful.

Until now, he couldn't move freely.

The Milky Way Falls to Nine Heavens, its power is extremely overbearing, even if it is powerful, it is unbearable to resist.

Now, it felt like it was falling apart, and it was in excruciating pain, so painful that it was about to split.

Fortunately, Guyun's cultivation base is only at the spiritual stage, and he has not yet perfected his understanding of intermediate sword skills, so he cannot fully display the power of this sword skill. Otherwise, if it is replaced by other Golden Core cultivators, he will perform this move with a magic weapon level flying sword Intermediate sword skills, it can't even lie here now, it has long since died.

Fortunately, a life was recovered, but Huo Bao did not feel the slightest joy.

On the contrary, it is very worried, worried about whether it can survive.

This life can only belong to it temporarily.

This time it was in charge of guarding the medicine garden, but two spiritual solitary practitioners stole many thousand-year-old elixir.

If it's just stealing, that's all.

What's even more hateful is that those two cultivators in the spiritual solitude stage unscrupulously took it by force, as if it didn't exist.

The most unbearable thing for him was that it was a majestic seventh-level monster that was beaten so hard by a spiritual solitary cultivator that he couldn't get up. He watched them pick up many thousand-year-old elixir, and then left gracefully.

Such a heavy loss has exceeded the limit it can bear.

The two spiritual solitary practitioners made it faceless and ashamed.

Moreover, it is no longer a matter of face, the problem is how to deal with the aftermath.

Thousand-year elixir is extremely rare, and it is equally important to the Yaozu.

Most of the sixth-level monsters, if they want to advance to the seventh-level monsters, must rely on swallowing the thousand-year elixir.

But now, the monster clan has been waiting for the medicine garden for thousands of years, and they just hoped that the elixir would be ripe. They didn't enjoy them, but they were taken away by two ignorant and thick spiritual solitary practitioners!

This is a great loss.

In the next few hundred years, the monster clan will no longer be able to give birth to a seventh-level monster every once in a while as before.

In the long run, the power of the Yaozu will gradually weaken.

Once the power of the ethnic group weakens, it is easy to have a war.

Now the Yaozu can still compete with the cultivators, and they are evenly divided. Once the power declines, one can imagine what will happen in the future.

The six monster elders in the hall looked at the group of seventh-level monsters below, and they were all very angry.

The six elders of the monster clan are all level nine monster beasts, and their strength is far superior to that of ordinary Jindan late-stage cultivators.

They were all in seclusion before, and knew very little about the outside world.

If the white tiger hadn't forcibly called them out of the pass, I don't know what would have happened.

It is unknown that the entire monster clan was captured by people.

The cultivator's attack on the Yaozu was obviously well-prepared.

This is a conspiracy.

More than [-] cultivators in the spiritual solitude stage attacked the entire monster clan, which is no different from a joke.

The cultivator's move is obviously a slap in the face!

They are obviously attacking the monster clan, but secretly they want to secretly collect the thousand-year-old elixir!

The cultivator's conspiracy is really hard to guard against.

The mentality of monsters is not as good as that of cultivators, especially these seventh-level monsters. Although their minds are no different from ordinary people, if they are allowed to play tricks and tricks, they are completely different from cultivators.

The cultivator's conspiracy hit the Yaozu's vitals in one fell swoop.

Losing the elixir for more than half a thousand years has caused great damage to the monster race!

But it is not easy for the cultivators. Losing more than two hundred cultivators in the spiritual solitude period is also a heavy loss.

Several Yaozu elders forcibly suppressed their anger, and a ninth-level golden monkey began to give orders.

"From now on, the monster clan will open the killing ring. Anyone who enters the misty forest to practice, no matter what their cultivation level is, will be killed without mercy!"

The cultivator is really despicable. Although this attack on the demon clan, it did not violate the human-monster agreement.

The Yaozu's current strength cannot start a war with the cultivators.

This bitter fruit can only be swallowed alone.

How could the dignified monster clan be willing to suffer such a great humiliation?

This order to massacre the cultivators is revenge, and at the same time, it is also a counterattack!

Moreover, the advancement of monsters does not necessarily rely on elixir, devouring practitioners is another way to advance quickly.

It's just that hunting monsters has always been the tacit consent of the two races before, and the seventh-level monsters and golden core practitioners almost never participate in it.

But now the cultivators don't talk about morality, and the monster race doesn't need to be polite.

A large number of cultivators at the Golden Core stage were dispatched to roam the entire foggy forest, massacring the cultivators wantonly.

Under the intercession of a group of seventh-level monsters, Huobao was spared the death penalty by the elders of the monster clan and allowed it to attack.

As long as it can kill [-] spiritual solitary practitioners, it can avoid the death penalty, and the previous mistakes will not be blamed.

Seventh-level monsters are rare after all, and now they have lost many thousand-year-old elixirs. If the fire leopard is executed again, it will be a big loss to the monster clan.Instead of this, it is better to let the fire leopard take the crime and perform meritorious service and kill the cultivator.

A group of seventh-level monsters, led by the elders of the monster clan, led many sixth-level monsters and five-level monsters, and began to sweep through the foggy forest.

In the misty forest, another bloody storm broke out!

……

In the sky realm, somewhere in a secret place.

A purple-clothed cultivator stood bowed in front of a sea of ​​flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers is full of clusters, and the fragrance is overflowing.

From the sea of ​​flowers, there is a masked cultivator standing in the shadows.

The masked cultivator's temperament is illusory, and he has merged with this sea of ​​flowers.

The cultivator in purple is none other than Liang Yun.

"Failed!" Liang Yun said quietly as he looked into the depths of the sea of ​​flowers with a pale complexion.

It's just that he can't see the face of the masked man in the depths of the sea of ​​flowers.

The masked cultivator was silent for a moment, and after a long while, Fang Youyou said: "My lord has planned for a long time, and spent no less than 500 million on you and the others! More than [-] cultivators in the period of spiritual solitude, in order to cover you, all of them Lost in the misty forest, no one survived!"

The voice was ethereal, as if it came from nine days away, and it seemed to be whispering in the ear.

Even Liang Yun couldn't tell whether the speaker was a man or a woman.

Liang Yun lowered his head and said, "This subordinate is incompetent, and I would like to be punished!"

The masked cultivator was silent for a moment, and said: "It's not that you are too weak, it's that Guyun is too strong! Daoist Wushuang is very scheming, if his grandson could be killed easily, the Heavenly Firmament Realm may already be in chaos. But the fact is, He is still No.1 in the Sky Realm, and his status is unshakable."

A flash of unwillingness flashed in Liang Yun's eyes, and he said immediately: "If it was Gu Yun alone, I would be [-]% sure to kill him, but walking with him, Lin Mu's strength is far beyond expectations. The five-color ring he uses, the power It is extremely powerful, but once it is trapped by the top-grade flying sword, it cannot move an inch. Not only that, the attack power of the five-color ring is also extremely powerful, and the armor of the micro magic weapon level cannot block its attack, and it is easily defeated by it. sieve."

"Lin Mu!" The masked cultivator read slowly, having fun.

After a long time, an ethereal voice sounded in Liang Yun's ear again: "I already know everything, and I will report it truthfully. You go down and wait, and there will be news in a few days. Whether you will be punished or rewarded at that time will be decided." Let me know."

Liang Jun saluted respectfully, then said goodbye and left.

After Liang Yun left, Fang, the masked cultivator in the sea of ​​flowers, slowly opened his eyes.

"Lin Mu, Lin Mu, Lin Mu." The masked cultivator repeated Lin Mu's name three times, and then waved his hand, the whole body slowly floated up and flew out.

The breeze caressed gently, and the veil on the face of the masked cultivator was gently blown up.

Under the light veil, there is a peerless face that can overwhelm the country and the city.

The veil then quickly fell down again, covering her face.

Afterwards, she left the secret realm and walked away curlingly.

It's just surprising that when she left, the previous sea of ​​flowers also flew up together, surrounded her, danced beside her, and left with her.

Flowers bloom all over the world, and a hundred flowers go together!

After the masked cultivator left, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in the secret realm.

Glancing at the direction in which the masked cultivator was leaving, there was an imperceptible smile on the mysterious man's face.

Immediately, he also left quickly.

……

Pro-Wufang, Wufang is in the middle.

In a quiet room, Gu Yun was lying on the bed, unconscious.

Luan Cai's eyes were red with tears still on her face.

Guyun's forcible use of intermediate-level sword skills caused great damage to himself. After a little inspection, Lin Mu found that cracks were everywhere in his meridians, his spiritual power was disordered, and his body was a mess.

Lin Mu looked calm, knowing that now is not the time to be sad, and if this delays the treatment, it will be the biggest loss.With Gu Yun's current injury, it is reasonable that he needs to be treated as soon as possible.

Luan Cai had already lost her mind and was only crying. Although she restrained herself a little under Lin Mu's persuasion, she still couldn't help herself.

Lin Mu smiled wryly, and made his own decision. He took out the Shengsheng Blood Pill and the Hehe Hemostasis Pill from Guyun's body, took out one each, and fed it to Guyun.

The elixir melts in the mouth, and the effect is extremely strong. After a cup of tea, Guyun woke up from the coma, and opened his mouth to spit out a puddle of pitch-black blood like ink, which was shocking.

"Wake up!" Luan Cai said with great joy: "The young master has woken up!"

Lin Mu also had a smile on his face, and helped Gu Yun to sit up.

Hehe Zhixue Pill is really effective.

The first thing Gu Yun did after waking up was to start meditation immediately.

Lin Mu didn't bother anymore, and he and Luan Cai exited the quiet room, and gently closed the door.

After saying goodbye to Luan Cai, Lin Mu left Wufang Residence and returned to Baibao Pavilion.

Back in the pavilion, Lin Mu exchanged greetings with his mother and Yunmeng, and then retreated immediately.

During this journey of collecting herbs, he also suffered some hidden wounds. Although the injuries were minor, he could not be careless.

Five days later.

Lin Mu woke up from the samadhi, his body was refreshed, and his injuries had completely healed.

Push the door and walk out of the quiet room, and come to the shop.

In the shop, Lin Mu, Yun Meng and Gu Chen were sitting idle, but there was no one in the shop.

"Why is the store so deserted today?" Lin Mu couldn't help asking.

Gu Chen shook his head and sighed: "Master doesn't know, the demon clan has already started massacring the cultivators. Almost all the people who went to the misty forest to hunt demons were killed. Those who escaped by chance are rumored that they even saw the seventh-level cultivators." Monsters appear."

"Now cultivators don't dare to enter the misty forest to hunt monsters, so our talismans will lose their market." Gu Chen sighed.

"It turned out to be like this!" Lin Muruo realized with a wry smile.

His collection of herbs has angered the entire demon clan, and also brought disaster to many demon hunters.

Even the business of Baibao Pavilion has been implicated. ~