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

A Yellow Maple Valley monk who was retreating with all his strength grunted, a look of pain on his face, and his speed slowed down greatly.

A purple-red electric light struck with astonishing pressure, instantly piercing his body and staining the sky with blood.

When the other three monks saw this, their faces turned pale, and they flew back desperately. They didn't even care about the Golden Sun Flower. They had to save their lives.

The purple poisonous scorpion swallowed half of the Huang Maple Valley cultivator's body with a big mouth, and then shot towards the right again, so fast that only an afterimage remained.

As the purple poisonous scorpion left, the yellow-haired monk of the Changhe Sect who had gone away suddenly appeared, and with a joyful face grabbed the storage bag of the dead Yellow Maple Valley monk and took it for himself.

"This guy is very scheming, and he is very good at selling teammates. He is very good."

Zhan Nianchuan had already secretly lurked nearby, and with his powerful spiritual consciousness, he had a panoramic view of the battle. He couldn't help but secretly praise the Changhe Sect monk's strategy, and secretly thought about how to break the situation.

"Ah~"

Another shrill scream with fear and despair came. There was no doubt that the disciple whose soul mark was forcibly erased and whose soul was injured was killed by the purple poisonous scorpion.

At this moment, two disciples who were also waiting for an opportunity suddenly appeared and snatched away more than ten Golden Sun Flowers in one go.

"Giggle!"

The purple poisonous scorpion screamed angrily, and the sound suddenly became louder. It seemed to be far away just now, and it suddenly became deafening.

The expressions of the two disciples who were picking Golden Sun Flowers changed drastically. They hurriedly separated and fled in different directions, regardless of the remaining spiritual herbs.

The poisonous scorpion was angry. It flew towards one disciple and aimed a large pincer at the figure of another disciple.

The giant pincer split out of its body and struck hard at the fleeing disciple.

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes flashed and he made a decision in an instant. He jumped up and chased the disciple who was being chased by the giant tongs.

Almost at the same time as Zhan Nianchuan, the yellow-haired disciple of the Changhe Sect appeared again and grabbed the remaining ten Golden Sunflowers.

......

Zhan Nianchuan chased all the way, and his powerful spiritual consciousness locked onto the Lingxi Sect disciples who were desperately trying to escape in front, preparing to snatch it.

Although there are more Golden Sunflowers in the field, the danger is also greater. The purple poisonous scorpion will come back soon. The Changhe Sect disciple may not be able to take it away smoothly. He still has a chance to fight for it again.

Purple-red light flashed, and the giant pincers slammed into the fleeing disciples with endless power.

The face of this Lingxi Sect disciple changed drastically, and he tried his best to change the direction of his flight, but he could not get rid of the pursuing claws behind him, and instead caused the claws to further close the distance.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the disciple showed a ruthless expression and directly activated all the more than ten talismans. Several talismans were blasted towards the tongs, and the others turned into several large earth-yellow shields to block him. At the same time, he raised the long sword in his hand. He stood up and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the knife. The originally bright long knife suddenly emitted a trace of blood-colored light, and the spiritual power fluctuated greatly.

"boom!"

Several attack talismans were scattered with one blow, and the light of the purple-red claws was only slightly dimmed before it hit several large earth-yellow shields heavily.

Under the horrified gazes of the Lingxi Sect disciples, the heavy defenses were easily blown away by the tongs like bubbles, and the purple-red light enveloped his whole body.

With a desperate roar, the disciple clenched the long knife with both hands and struck hard at the tongs.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, the giant tongs directly knocked away the long sword weapon, then penetrated into the disciple's chest, penetrated the body, and brought out a large blood flower.

The purple-red pliers turned in the air and rushed directly towards the deceased's storage bag, about to pinch it.

"Don't think about it!"

Zhan Nianchuan rushed out like lightning, grabbed the storage bag, and the two long swords turned into two giant pythons, one red and one blue, roaring and biting towards the purple-red pincers.

Putting his spiritual thoughts into the storage bag, Zhan Nianchuan looked slightly happy. As expected, there were eight golden flowers exuding warmth inside. These were eight Foundation Establishment Pills.

At this time, the purple-red pincers that were constantly bombarded by the two giant pythons had lost their strength and were suppressed tightly. They were about to be defeated.

Zhan Nianchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and was thinking about whether to forcefully keep the tongs, when a dull sound like a sack breaking came from the distance.

Someone died, Zhan Nianchuan's expression changed, and he immediately took back the two magical weapons that were fighting with the purple-red pincers, and at the same time put away the disciple's long sword magical weapon.

The purple-red pliers no longer suppressed it and immediately whizzed away in the direction from which it came.

"This guy is a bit strong, much stronger than the red flame beast before. This giant pincer can instantly kill a disciple at the eighth level of Qi Condensation after breaking through heavy defenses."

Zhan Nianchuan thought to himself, and then disappeared in a flash.

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Dozens of miles away, the yellow-haired man from the Changhe Sect was sweating profusely and was desperately trying to escape with his weapon, trying to get rid of the red poisonous scorpion behind him.

He really didn't expect that with such a fast escape technique, he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the purple poisonous scorpion.

what to do? Do you really want to use your life-saving talisman? But then you will have no backup plan, and you will basically lose the qualification to continue fighting for the elixir. Moreover, with just one blow, you may not be able to escape the poisonous scorpion.

While he was hesitating, his eyes suddenly lit up and he changed direction without hesitation.

The red poisonous scorpion followed unhurriedly behind, vibrating its wings and buzzing as it waited for the purple-red pincers to merge.

Without the tongs, he would not be able to exert his full strength, so he would be at a disadvantage against the thieves who snatched the spiritual grass. He remembered clearly that this guy had an amazingly powerful talisman in his hand.

After flying for dozens of miles, two Changhe Sect disciples, a man and a woman, happily met the yellow-haired man.

"Senior Brother Sun, have you ever captured the Golden Sun Flower in the Qingluo Desert?"

"Yes, there are dozens of them just ahead." The yellow-haired man said loudly, and quickly flew towards them.

There are dozens of them!

The two disciples were overjoyed and were about to continue asking questions, but what they saw was that Senior Brother Sun passed directly between them without stopping for a moment, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Something is wrong!

"Come on!"

The two disciples looked at each other and were about to flee in the other direction when a buzzing sound came from the distance, and a purple-red light came close to them like lightning.

This light is faster than sound!

By this time, the two of them had understood that they had been tricked by Senior Brother Sun, but they had no choice but to join forces to fight.

Feeling the powerful aura of the purple poisonous scorpion, the two of them turned pale with horror.

"Monster in the realm of transparency!"

"Damn Sun Jian!"

"Mei Lian, hurry up!"

The two were obviously Taoist monks. Looking at the huge pliers coming towards them, the man's voice was filled with anxiety.

Hearing the man's urging, the female disciple bit her silver teeth, raised her hand, and a green talisman was activated.

Dozens of huge green roots suddenly appeared on the ground, piercing into the sky like sharp arrows, tightly binding the flying purple poisonous scorpion, making it unable to move for a while, and kept letting out angry screams from its mouth.

This turned out to be a low-grade wood attribute talisman of Zhang Xuan’s level!