From the waste of spiritual roots to the practice of asking the devil.

Chapter 63 Sweep (Please read and vote)

"If you are below the late stage of Qi training, retreat a hundred steps."

Seeing such an instruction, some people were immediately surprised.

"We're not going down? Then what are Junior Brother Fang and the others going down for?"

The new leader of Wuyin Peak smiled.

"The people at Gudu Peak are confident that they can face the second-level poisonous bee queen head-on, but we are not so sure. Fang Zhang and his team are going down to find other ways to the surface."

So that's how it is. After knowing this, this person said no more.

Several people in the late stage of Qi training commanded everyone to release their magical weapons, which once again collapsed the passage and buried it completely.

"Since I've disappeared for so long, I might as well disappear forever..."

After completion, nearly a hundred disciples were dispersed, with Xuan Gu Mountain as the center, and there was a guard every thirty feet to cooperate with the three people who went in.

Prepare to use the induction talisman to open a new channel.

There are only about one hundred disciples in the Five Yin Peak. After so many were released, there are only about twenty left to guard Xuan Gu Mountain, and their strength is very average.

Considering the large amount of resources needed for my own cultivation, the Xuanjinghua in my pocket now feels enough, but it would be safer to take more.

So, Wang Yu returned to Xuangu Mountain quietly. He should have a share of the second batch of Xuanjing flowers.

Zuoxuangu Mountain, the 260th floor.

Since all the disciples of Gu Du Peak went underground, the disciples of Tian Shi Peak stayed in their own place, and they were the only ones left in the Three Xuan Gu Mountains.

After clearing out the bone beasts and poisonous bee swarms again, I felt relieved.

At this moment, a dozen monks were gathered together playing dice.

"Buy it now. Mysterious flowers, spiritual stones, elixirs, spiritual materials are all fine. One size, nine times the size of a leopard!"

"big!"

"Small!"

"big!"

"big!"

"I want to buy a leopard for ten spirit stones."

"Wow, Junior Brother Liu is quite wild."

"Let's try our luck." Junior Brother Liu smiled shyly and placed a handful of spirit stones in the leopard area with rosy cheeks. Under the gaze of everyone, the monk in charge began to shake the cup.

"Once you buy it, don't move."

The sound of the dice hitting the wall of the cup was rustling, and at the moment when everyone's attention was drawn, an accident happened.

"Pfft-"

The golden whip emerged from the shadows and unexpectedly hit the three people. With a light twist, body parts, blood, and organs were scattered all over the ground.

Everyone's pupils constricted, and just as they were about to disperse, a figure suddenly jumped out, and a barrage of ice swords shot towards them. Those who reacted almost immediately used their magical weapons to resist.

It was too late for those who didn't react or wanted to use spells to defend themselves.

Almost all the cultivators in the early stage of Qi training were killed.

"Enemy attack!"

"Hurry up and kill him!"

The attacker was Wang Yu, but he was wearing a wooden mask. Seeing everyone attacking him, he raised his left hand.

A huge gray-black fist about a meter wide was attached to the left hand.

It was the second-level top-grade spell [Xuan Yin Hand] that was cultivated with Yin marrow fluid. Compared with using external objects such as magic tools and talismans, he preferred to use the power of spells.

This technique consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Wang Yu uses it for two reasons: one is to test the effect, and the other is to minimize his own traces.

The Xuanyin hand swept out.

There were at least five or six disciples from the Five Yin Peak who rushed over, but they were crushed into a bunch by the huge hand that came across and slammed to the ground, instantly exploding into a ball of flesh. It was extremely bloody!
There were also a few fragments of magical weapons mixed in it. Wang Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this effect. He moved his feet and performed the Shapeshifting Step, turning one into ten.

The ten Wang Yus holding the Xuanyin Hands dispersed, and they were immediately scared to death. They never mentioned killing him again, which was a complete deterrent.

This move is not intended to kill everyone.

According to his previous observations, since the number of Xuanjing Flowers harvested was too large, these people had no proper way to preserve them, and the newly promoted leaders were discussing the decision.

Their prestige and background were not as good as Situ Hong's, therefore, they concentrated and stored all the Xuanjing flowers in this layer of Xuangu Mountain and sealed it with the power of formation.

Take it as you need it.

Since they had chosen the right spot long ago, Wang Yu's phantoms chased out, which was a good opportunity to intimidate the Five Yin disciples who came quickly to support them.

The main body quickly came to the edge of the formation, and with the magical power of his left corpse arm and the power of the Xuanyin Hand, he punched the formation's light shield.

The cracks spread rapidly with his Xuanyin fist as the core and shattered in the blink of an eye. This formation was not used for combat, so the defensive effect was naturally much weaker.

But the power of Wang Yu’s punch was close to that of the foundation-building stage.

Once the formation was broken, he quickly entered the storehouse. In addition to a large amount of Xuanjing flowers, there were also mature bone wood harvested by the disciples of Wuyin Peak during this period.

Wang Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this. He had the most storage bags on him, all of which were hung on the inside of his clothes.

He reached out and pulled, and found that both sides were filled with storage bags with clothes, at least more than twenty.

Guided by the divine consciousness, the mysterious flowers and bone wood all drilled inside.

Extremely fast.

Ten breaths later, a stern shout came from outside the warehouse:
"Thief, you're looking for death!"

Wang Yu's eyelids moved, and the mark of a waning moon appeared in his eyes. He saw through the wall of the warehouse directly, and clusters of yin soul fire appeared in his eyes.

This is the perspective of "Watching the Moon", which is quite auxiliary. Seeing them surrounding him, Wang Yu sighed with some regret. He was unable to take them all away, but it was enough. He only took one.

He took a pill of top-grade Huiling Pill and protected his head with his left arm.

He leaned forward and rushed towards the wall.

"Boom——"

Leaving behind a big hole, the nine phantoms scattered and fled, while the real body cast the Night Hiding Spell, blending into the shadows like a pool of ink, and kept moving through the cracks in the ground.

This is a derivative application of this mantra.

He can easily master various derivative applications of the perfection-level magic.

Russian qing.

Several leaders of the Wuyin Peak who were in the late stage of Qi training arrived at the warehouse. When they saw the desolate appearance, they were startled and hurried inside to check.

My eyes went dark and I almost fainted.

Half of the Xuanjing flowers are gone, and one third of the mined bone wood is gone.

"The bastards from Gudu Peak!"

Obviously, they thought Wang Yu was a hidden hand left by Gu Du Peak. After all, there were few people around Xuan Gu Mountain. He had just offended them. If he was not a disciple of Gu Du, who else could he be? ! !
"Damn it, no wonder they were so honest, it turns out they had a plan in mind."

"Half of it was taken away, and more than a dozen of our brothers died."

"This hatred must be avenged. Go and urge Fang Zhuo to open a new road as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Not to mention the chaos in Xuangu Mountain, Wang Yu on the other side has successfully returned to the edge cave he had built during this period of time.

He was swiftly sorting out the harvest and using the method of sealing the elixir to process the Xuanjing flowers. These spiritual flowers can be preserved for a maximum of three years. He had not touched the first batch of stock, which were all picked in May last year.

It will take another two years for it to completely wither, which is enough time for him to use it intensively after breaking through the sixth level of Qi training.

Using the two batches together, even if he has useless spiritual roots, it will be enough, and there will be a lot left over.

"Very good, everything is ready except for the east wind!"

(End of this chapter)