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

He was confident that Feng Jianxiu had been injured like this and must have exhausted all his backup options. If he fought with her, he would have at least half a chance of winning.

But if possible, he didn't want to fight Feng Jianxiu.

Even if he wins, it will definitely be a miserable victory, and it will definitely not be easy. Moreover, all his back-ups will be exhausted, and it will be difficult to deal with dangerous situations in the future.

Although killing Feng Jianxiu will definitely yield extremely valuable items, such as the long sword magic weapon in her hand, the value is probably equal to the sum of all the talismans on his body, but what is the use? He neither has enough mana to activate it nor dares to use it in public. He is completely a hot potato.

Thinking of this, he immediately slapped the storage bag, and nearly a hundred talismans suddenly flew up. The auras of light exploded, exuding astonishing power, completely illuminating the entire valley.

Feng Jianxiu, who was about to deliver a fatal blow with hatred, was stunned. He looked at the nearly a hundred talismans densely packed in the air, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

So many mysterious-level talismans!

If they all come together, I'm afraid I might not be able to withstand them even in my heyday.

This wasn't what made her the most nervous. Her eyes were blood-red and she was staring at the golden talisman in the center of the talisman.

As she watched, the blood-red light in her eyes faded away, replaced by deep fear and confusion. She murmured to herself:

"Low-level earth-level talismans! Impossible, impossible. How could he, a young monk at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, have so many high-level talismans?!"

Zhan Nianchuan looked at her face, which seemed to have suddenly aged ten years, with a hint of ridicule on her face, and said lightly:

"Now, immediately remove the brand of divine consciousness from the two storage bags on your body and leave them to me, and then get out of here, you bitch!"

"You little bastard! Even if I die here today, I will kill you!"

Feng Jianxiu was so angry that he was shaking all over. He gritted his teeth and sacrificed his magic weapon, the Sky-Splitting Sword. The terrifying pressure of the Danjie Realm monk was completely released. At the same time, he took out his last few Zhangxuan-level talismans, and wanted to fight with him. Zhan Nianchuan looked like he was fighting fiercely.

It's a pity that these talismans are not enough in front of Zhan Nianchuan.

Facing her threat, Zhan Nianchuan's answer was that more than ten Zhangxuan-level defensive talismans flew up to protect him layer by layer.

There was sarcasm, arrogance and confidence in his eyes, and he laughed loudly and said:

"How's it going? There's no problem in blocking this blow, right? Oh, by the way, I also have a jade pendant here that you personally gave me. How do you know I can use it? Bitch!"

"Pfft!"

Feng Jianxiu's blood surged up all over her body, and another mouthful of blood spurted out. Her face was as pale as a ghost, and her aura became even more disordered. This also made her give up the last thought of fighting, and she saw with horror that on the opposite side, The young man's eyes suddenly lit up under his mask, and he took a step forward.

All the talismans released their auras, locking her completely.

At this moment, she truly felt the possibility of falling.

She understood that this boy definitely had the gambling capital, and she sadly discovered that she was most likely to lose.

"Hmph, wait and see, kid!"

Feng Jianxiu no longer dared to yell at Zhan Nianchuan. If he had a 50% chance of winning before, it was now less than 30%.

She is only over three hundred years old and has two hundred years left to live. She absolutely does not want to die here.

Feng Jianxiu hatefully erased the divine brand on the two storage bags and threw them aside. Feng Jianxiu took a deep look at Zhan Nianchuan, held the Sky Splitter in his hand, and rushed out of the mysterious valley without looking back. .

Zhan Nianchuan put away the storage bag with a wave of his hand, then rushed to the entrance of the mysterious valley, watching Feng Jianxiu flying towards the front of the valley with burning eyes.

His eyes were as bright as stars, and at some point, his right hand had already clasped a blood-red pill that exuded rich vitality.

Blood Essence Pill!

At the same time, his body turned slightly red, emitting weak spatial fluctuations, and even his breathing became a little faster.

Two miles!

One mile!

Huh! Why did she stop?

Zhan Nianchuan frowned and watched Feng Jianxiu stop flying forward, then hesitated for a moment, turned around and fled quickly towards the south.

Pity.

Taking a long breath, Zhan Nianchuan shook his head with regret. For some unknown reason, Feng Jianxiu changed the direction of leaving, otherwise it would be the best opportunity to kill her.

As long as she breaks into the trapped dragon formation, Zhan Nianchuan will directly use Burning Blood Escape to get close instantly and use the formation to fight with her. With her current state, Zhan Nianchuan believes that the probability of her final victory is more than 90% !

But since she didn't break into the formation, it was another matter.

After arriving at the place where the large formation was arranged, Zhan Nianchuan confirmed that everything was normal, so he took away the puppets and second-hand goods lurking underground, and then took away several jade bottles containing a large number of thunder and fire talismans and the large formation. The flag was folded, and then they entered the mysterious valley again.

As Zhan Nianchuan's figure disappeared into the valley, just dozens of breaths later, a white light flashed at the entrance, and the valley was once again isolated from the outside world.

It will take another month to turn it on again.

Everything in the outside world has returned to calm, except for a few terrifying ravines, showing that an extremely brutal battle once took place here.

However, this place is deserted for thousands of miles, so no one can notice it.

Time passes quietly.

A green figure appeared in the place where Zhan Nianchuan had previously ambushed the formation. His clothes were torn and his body was covered in blood. He looked miserable.

Feng Jianxiu!

She looked deeply at the land beneath her feet, her eyes flashing constantly. Then she squatted down and put her hands on the ground. She felt the extremely weak fluctuations of residual spiritual power. She was suddenly shocked, and even her forehead was wet. Fine beads of sweat.

What a scary boy!

After taking a few deep breaths, Feng Jianxiu's eyes flashed with fear and he asked lightly:

"How do you know he has an ambush formation here?"

"Hmph, you bitch only knows how to run away, what will you find?" A voice filled with ridicule and pleasure sounded.

A trace of anger flashed in Feng Jianxiu's eyes, and he said solemnly:

"Zhuang Wuneng! If you want to ridicule me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hmph! Are you still capable of killing me now? If it weren't for my reminder, you would have been killed by that kid on the spot!" A golden elixir the size of a fist appeared in front of Feng Jianxiu, with Zhuang Wuneng's shadow vaguely visible on it. . He looked at Feng Jianxiu with deep-seated hatred in his eyes.