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

Everyone in the audience was shocked and realized that the young monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation that they had always looked down on had now become the most terrifying opponent.

When the Supreme Elder fought fiercely in the distance and everyone present lost all their magic power, Zhan Nianchuan, whose fighting power was not lost at all, became the person with the highest cultivation level in the room.

However, a few people's expressions returned to normal instantly, and then they made disdainful mocking sounds:

"Haha, no matter what, you are just a young monk with the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Even if we lose all our magic power, our physical strength is still there. How can you break through our defense?"

"You're right, but don't look down on others, be careful of this guy chasing you and slashing him!"

"Haha~"

At this time, the other monks also thought of this level, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, with smiles on their faces.

The smile on Zhan Nianchuan's face was as warm as spring. Amidst the ridicule of the crowd, he gently patted the storage bag, and a flaming red long sword flew through the air, and then suddenly grew in size, emitting endless blazing heat. , forcing everyone who had lost all their magic power to retreat.

Looking at this long sword that was several feet long, filled with blazing flames, and exuding terrifying power, everyone's pupils shrank sharply. Although the air was extremely hot, everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and felt chilled all over.

What was happening before their eyes was beyond their wildest imagination.

"This...is this...a high-grade magical weapon of the Xuan level?"

"Damn it, this kid can actually activate such a magical weapon!"

"He...is he really at the sixth level of Qi Condensation?"

While everyone was stunned, the man with the deer-headed eyes was the first to react and immediately ran away.

Run quickly! As long as you run out of this magic circle, you have a glimmer of hope!

As the man with the deer-headed and rat-eyed man left, everyone shouted together as if they were awakening from a dream, and followed the man and ran towards the exit desperately.

These monks were far stronger than ordinary people, and their running speed was really astonishing. Almost in an instant, they ran to the exit, and the man with deer-headed and mouse-like eyes who was the first to escape had already stepped out of the valley exit with one foot.

call! He's finally out. I'm going to skin this kid when he recovers! The man with a deer head and rat eyes said fiercely in his heart.

"Ah~"

"No!"

"Pfft!"

Several familiar screams and cutting sounds were heard next to his ears, which made the man who had just relaxed feel like he was dying. He quickly ran towards the bloody figure in front of him, shouting:

"Supreme Elder, save..."

The sound stopped suddenly, and the man's body running forward suddenly fell to the ground, while his head flew high into the air, flew more than ten feet before falling to the ground, and rolled to the feet of Feng Jianxiu.

Zhan Nianchuan ignored Feng Jianxiu's resentful eyes, took away the man's storage bag and magic weapon, and then shot straight towards the entrance of the mysterious valley.

He could tell at a glance that although Feng Jianxiu had won the battle with Zhuang Wuneng, he had also been severely injured. The top priority was to recuperate, and it was almost impossible to attack him again.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to kill the deer-headed and rat-eyed man under Feng Jianxiu's eyes.

But if Feng Jianxiu couldn't take action against him, he would have to quickly take away all the storage bags. This was the wealth of more than twenty mid- to late-stage foundation-building monks, which was extremely rich.

Seeing Zhan Nianchuan's actions, Feng Jianxiu's eyes flashed with a trace of hesitation on his face. Then he bit his silver teeth and took out a red pill the size of a dragon's eye and drank it.

As the elixir entered her stomach, her originally chaotic and sluggish aura suddenly became stronger.

"Damn boy, not only did you plot against our Thousand Sword Sect, but you also dared to kill our monks face to face, and you also tried to loot things and escape. I'm going to tear you apart!"

......

Rushing into the mysterious valley at the fastest speed, Zhan Nianchuan linked his fingers, dozens of fireballs roared towards the corpses of the fallen monks, burning their bodies in an instant, and then grabbed all the storage bags and The magic weapon is put away.

Just as he was about to leave the mysterious valley, Zhan Nianchuan's expression suddenly changed and he immediately stopped walking outward.

"Gee, boy, run away. See if you can escape from here."

A shrill and unpleasant voice like a night owl sounded. Feng Jianxiu's robes were in tatters, revealing a large piece of rolled-out flesh, which looked extremely miserable. There was also a horrific wound on his chest, with blood still oozing out, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he was under the influence. He will fall down in one breath.

However, Zhan Nianchuan's face was extremely solemn. He could feel that Feng Jianxiu in front of him was several times stronger than before, and he once again had the ability to forcefully attack him and deliver a fatal blow.

"Get out of the way, don't make a mistake." Zhan Nianchuan said calmly.

"Self-mistake? Giggle~ As a kid at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, what qualifications do you have to say that I should make a mistake?" Feng Jianxiu giggled as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world.

Soon, her laughter became shrill. She took a step forward suddenly, her eyes full of resentment like two poisonous snakes, tightly entangled towards Zhan Nianchuan:

"You little bastard, you're very proud of yourself, aren't you? By playing with two sects at the same time, even I have suffered the consequences of you!"

"But now, you die!"

The sharp sword light lit up, making Zhan Nianchuan's eyes extremely bright. He looked at Feng Jianxiu lightly, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes.

"You do have a chance to kill me, but you will definitely pay a heavy price. You can't afford it, bitch!"

"You...little bastard! What did you say?"

Feng Jianxiu was so angry that she was trembling all over. As a monk in the Alchemy Realm, she held a great power and was respected by everyone. She was sought after and flattered by everyone. How could anyone dare to be disrespectful to her and... dare to call her a bitch!

"Bitch, you are still a monk in the realm of alchemy, why are your ears so hard to use? Bitch!"

"Pfft!"

Feng Jianxiu spat out a mouthful of blood, and her black hair flew away like a fierce ghost. She felt her blood surge all over her body. Her breath, which had been straightened out, began to become disordered again, and even the wound on her chest began to ooze blood again.

"Ah~ Yeah! I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing her looking up to the sky and screaming like she was crazy, Zhan Nianchuan frowned, knowing that her next blow would definitely be an earth-shattering blow. He immediately slapped his hand on the storage bag, always ready to use the talisman to fight back. .