Drunk Immortal Gourd

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Calculating the time, there are only twenty days left before the trial of Chaos Demon Valley. The entrance to Chaos Demon Valley is only open for one day. If you miss it, you may be locked in forever and become a living dead in a daze.

At this time, no one dared to stay here any longer. As early as a few days ago, the trial disciples who were guarding nearby left one after another. Qingyang waited in the Drunken Immortal Gourd for another day to confirm whether there was really anyone outside. He then flashed out of the Drunken Immortal Gourd.

The entire geocentric cave was in a mess. In addition to the rocks that had collapsed from the top of the geocentric cave, the entire ground was turned over, just like the farmland that the old farmers in the secular world had prepared for spring sowing after tending to it. The plants on the surrounding stone walls had also been cleared, and there were broken wood and stumps everywhere, as if they had suffered a disaster. In other words, they couldn't demolish the geocentric tower in the middle, otherwise it might have been demolished into ruins.

After being cleaned up like this, there must be nothing left. Qingyang did not stay in this place. He identified the direction and then went to the secret passage where he came in.

There was not even a shadow of a person along the way, but from the messy scenes left everywhere, this place had been visited and explored by countless people. Everything that could be searched had been searched, and everything that could be destroyed had been destroyed. The entire secret hall was in a mess.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Qingyang could fully imagine that if he came in with these people, he would probably be in this state, and with his own strength, it would be impossible to run ahead of others. He could only follow behind to pick up leaks. After a trip, he probably couldn't find even a hair.

When passing by the small medicine garden, Qingyang went over to take a look. The medicine garden had also been searched. The whole piece of land had been searched countless times and was no longer in shape. As for the secret passage where Qingyang came from, it was not discovered because it was particularly hidden.

After passing through the secret passage, he entered the blood river from the original path, and then came to the bank of the blood river in one breath. He looked around and found that it was quiet all around, without any sound, and not even a single figure could be seen. Obviously, all the trial disciples who could go back had already returned.

Qingyang then sped up and rushed towards the entrance of Chaos Demon Valley. Perhaps because the entire Chaos Demon Valley had been traversed by the trial disciples in the past year, he did not encounter any danger along the way, nor did he encounter a monster that dared to block the way.

Other cultivators occasionally met one or two, but they all looked hurried, as if they were afraid that they would be left out in Chaos Demon Valley and become a living dead, but no one deliberately made trouble. Without interference, the speed was fast, and at least more than 300 miles could be traveled a day. Of course, at such a fast speed, it was impossible to gain anything along the way.

He hurried along the way, and another half a month passed. There were still four days before the entrance to Chaos Demon Valley opened. However, Qingyang was less than 500 miles away from the entrance. He could walk this distance with his eyes closed. Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief and gradually slowed down.

One day, Qingyang was rushing forward when he suddenly heard the sound of shouting and fighting in front of him. If it was before, Qingyang didn't want to cause trouble and might have taken a detour. This time, the location of the other party's fight was right on his way, so it was more troublesome to take a detour. In addition, he was also curious. It was almost time for the trial to end. Who was still arguing at this time?

He used the breath-holding technique to quietly move forward for a distance. He saw that the two parties were fighting fiercely at a distance of dozens of feet ahead. There were three people on one side, and they seemed to be from the Yin-Yang Sect from their dress. There was only one person on the other side, dressed as a disciple of the Demon Suppression Hall. It turned out to be Qingyang's old friend Lu Feng. I don't know why he was alone here and was blocked by three disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect.

The four people on the field all have the sixth level of Qi Refining, but Lu Feng's breakthrough time is relatively late, so he can only be regarded as the entry level of the sixth level of Qi Refining. The three people from the Yin Yang Sect have the strength of the sixth level of Qi Refining or the great success. In the situation of three against one, Lu Feng is not in an advantageous position.

Fortunately, Lu Feng has many tricks up his sleeve, especially the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, which is not much worse than Qingyang's Three Yuan Sword Formation, so he can barely hold on.

After several rounds, Lu Feng repelled the attack of the three people on the opposite side, took a quick breath, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here in secret?"

The leading Yin Yang Sect disciple chuckled and said: "What? Of course it's robbery. Your Demon Suppression Hall is against our Yin Yang Sect everywhere. Elder Manlin dared to bet with our Elder Wei. We, the younger generation, naturally have to do our part."

From what the other party said, it seemed that they had planned it in advance. Lu Feng said: "You ambushed here early, just to plot against our Demon Suppression Hall disciples?"

The Yin Yang Sect disciple on the opposite side felt that he had already won the game, and was not afraid that the other party would know anything. He smiled and said: "You are right. Not only in this direction, we have also ambushed a lot of people in other directions, specifically targeting you, the lone Demon Suppression Hall disciples."

It turned out that there were people ambushing in other directions. No matter which direction he went, he would not be spared. The reason why Lu Feng fell behind was because he found a nearly two thousand year old spiritual herb in a Jedi. In order to pick that spiritual herb, he spent a lot of effort and dragged it until now to come back.

With this two-thousand-year-old spiritual grass, Lu Feng had gained a lot from this trial in Chaos Demon Valley, and his future was bright, but he didn't expect that he would encounter Yin Yang Sect disciples blocking the way and robbing him. If there is only one person, he is still sure of winning. Even if it is two people, he can always escape if he cannot defeat him, but it is hard to say when facing three people. Is it possible that he will die here today?

But the enemy cannot just sit back and die, no matter what, he must fight hard, and he must have someone to support him before he dies. He cannot let them snatch away his two-thousand-year elixir in vain. Thinking of this, Lu Feng's face turned cold, and the Demon Sword hovered in the air before slashing towards the opposite side.

Seeing that the other party was starting to fight tooth and nail, the Yin Yang Sect disciple on the opposite side also became more solemn, waved his hand towards the other two people, and said: "Let's all come together and fight quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams."

Secretly ambushing the lone disciple of the Demon Suppressing Hall, this Yin Yang Sect can really do it, Qingyang's lips curled up when he heard this. The Yin Yang Sect is really of the same origin. Elder Wei is shameless, Fairy Duanqing is ruthless, Xiao Yuhan is dirty, and the disciples below are despicable. There are not many good people in the entire sect. I wonder if Miaomiao will stay in the Yin Yang Sect. Influenced by these people.