The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"Haha, this kid is simply vulnerable. That little blue shield has such strong defensive power. Could it be a mysterious magic weapon?" The short man looked greedy and quickly grabbed Zhan Nianchuan around his waist, trying to save him. Grab the bag.

"Quack!"

A group of poison dart frogs jumped out of the water and rushed directly towards the short man and Zhan Nianchuan, shooting out several long tongues like lightning.

"What an annoying beast."

The short man cursed loudly and had to turn around and hold out a bronze medal in front of him. Although the poison dart frogs were not strong, they were numerous and he had to deal with them carefully.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Dozens of small, sharp objects suddenly appeared silently, piercing him from several directions at an alarming speed.

At the same time, Zhan Nianchuan, who was lying on the ground, quickly stood up and punched his back twice.

In an instant, the short monk was surrounded by enemies from all sides and fell into an even more desperate predicament than Zhan Nianchuan just now.

"Ah~"

A desperate and shrill scream rang out, and the body-protecting spiritual light condensed by the short monk was instantly shattered. There were dozens of small holes in his body, and blood flowed out. He also received a heavy punch on his back, and his chest bulged directly. The whole body flew towards the poison dart frog that rushed towards him.

Zhan Nianchuan stretched out his hand, calmly put away the short monk's bronze medal and storage bag, and cast his indifferent eyes on the ugly man in yellow.

The man in yellow who was rushing towards him shrank his pupils and flew back without hesitation. Zhan Nianchuan's method just now had completely shocked him.

Although he still thinks that he can defeat Zhan Nianchuan, it is obvious that he cannot win easily. In this secret realm full of dangers, it is better to be cautious, otherwise he will make a wedding dress for others in vain, and he will also lose it. Get yourself into trouble.

Zhan Nianchuan watched the man in yellow go away indifferently, glanced at the poison dart frog that was munching the body of the short monk, and left with his sword.

While flying away, he inspected the harvest obtained after killing the short monk.

A sect token of Yellow Maple Valley. Zhan Nianchuan looked at it and threw it away casually.

The bronze medal is a yellow-grade high-grade earth attribute defensive weapon. It is very good, but of course it is not very useful for Zhan Nianchuan who has a blue water shield.

There are more than twenty first-level high-grade elixirs and one Xuan-level low-grade elixir in the storage bag. Zhan Nianchuan quickly recognized the effectiveness and put them into his storage bag by category.

A yellow-grade high-grade steel fork with good power. Zhan Nianchuan had hunted wild beasts since he was a child and was very familiar with this weapon. He rubbed it carefully and put it in his storage bag with a look of gratitude.

There are more than ten strains of spiritual grass, which are of little value.

There are more than three hundred pieces of spiritual stones.

There were several talismans, and the one that surprised Zhan Nianchuan the most was an extremely rare invisibility talisman. Although the level was not high, it could only be invisible for half a cup of tea, and it could not be moved, but as long as it was used well, there were endless possibilities.

What Zhan Nianchuan values ​​​​the most is a bronze mirror. There are many small red dots on the mirror that are constantly moving. It seems that this is the positioning weapon of Yellow Maple Valley.

Looking at these red dots, Zhan Nianchuan fell into deep thought. If he got the positioning tools of the other four sects, wouldn't he be able to determine how many of his opponents were there?

Just when he was thinking about whether this idea was feasible, the bronze mirror suddenly flashed with light, and all the scenes displayed on it disappeared. No matter how Zhan Nianchuan urged it, it could no longer be used.

"It seems that this thing will soon lose its effectiveness after the death of its master, but I remember clearly that there is already a disciple from Huang Maple Valley in the Qingluo Desert ahead, and two other disciples are rushing there." Zhan Nianchuan threw it casually. He looked down at the bronze mirror and murmured to himself.

"Those who dare to go directly to the big spot must be experts from various sects. I have to be careful and never trust the big guys." Zhan Nianchuan warned himself, and then the light flashed and shot towards the Qingluo Desert.

Along the way, Zhan Nianchuan checked the sect's jade plaque and the jade talisman given by Tong Dachuan, and was pleasantly surprised to find that a disciple had also arrived in Qingluo Desert, and another disciple was on the way.

The jade talisman showed that there was a Lindan Peak disciple standing still somewhere more than a thousand miles away from him. He should be waiting for his teammates or encountering an enemy.

"It's easier to do things with more people. It's best to have more people in this kind of melee. You can attack directly. Otherwise, you have to be the oriole to attack, but this is too time-consuming." Zhan Nianchuan has a headache, but there is nothing good for the time being. The only way is to act according to the circumstances.

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Qingluo Desert.

A disciple of the Lingxi Sect was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open with reluctance. Blood kept flowing out from the big hole in his chest and abdomen, washing out a winding red ravine on the ground.

Behind him, more than thirty spiritual grasses with golden flowers swayed in the wind, exuding a faint spiritual light. They were the necessary spiritual grasses for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill - Golden Sun Flower.

In front of his body, five disciples were fighting together with a purple poisonous scorpion in the early stage of the Translucent Realm, which looked particularly strenuous.

This disciple of the Lingxi Sect was so unlucky that he was teleported directly to the core of the Qingluo Desert. As soon as he appeared, he encountered the poisonous scorpion of the Tongming Realm guarding the spiritual grass, and the poisonous scorpion's giant pincers pierced his chest and abdomen.

The five ninth-level Qi Condensation disciples who arrived later had no choice but to join forces and tried to kill the poisonous scorpion and seize the spiritual grass.

But it was obvious that they had overestimated their own strength, and all five of them were hiding their secrets and refused to fight the enemy with all their strength. This made the poisonous scorpion rely on its high defense of bone armor to attack the five of them unscrupulously, and spray poison from time to time. The fog beat the five people back steadily.

"Are you five people here to make fun of you? You are far behind the group of monks five years ago!" The purple poisonous scorpion sneered loudly, dismissing them.

One of the Changhe Sect disciples with yellow hair frowned and cursed loudly:

"You Poscorpion, you actually bully and insult us like this. Four fellow Taoists, help me block him for a moment, and I will activate the talisman to kill him."

The other four people were overjoyed and responded in unison:

"Fellow Taoist, you just have to take action. I'll hold this beast back for you."

Seeing that the four disciples were using all their methods, the yellow-haired Changhe Sect disciple waved his hand and held out a green talisman. A big golden bird suddenly flew out from it. With a clear cry, it stared at the purple poisonous scorpion that was facing a formidable enemy. .

Seeing that the poisonous scorpion had been completely attracted by the golden bird and ignored them, the four disciples were overjoyed and hurriedly used the magic weapons in their hands to attack the poisonous scorpion overwhelmingly.

However, at this moment, the figure of the Changhe Sect disciple suddenly flew back, and the shadow of the big bird in the sky slowly disappeared.

"not good!"

"This bastard!"

"Go back!!!"

The four of them were horrified and flew back desperately, not even bothering to recall the magical weapons they had fired.

"Giggle!"

The purple poisonous scorpion let out a strange scream, and its two large pincers grabbed a long sword and an iron gall that were shot at it. They instantly forcibly erased the imprint of their consciousness, and then the figure disappeared on the spot.