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Hong Qianqiu felt a little funny. He felt the powerful spiritual power fluctuation of many powerful people around him. He took a deep breath and shook his head.

If you choose to rush forward at this time and pull out the broken soul poisonous grass, you will be devoured by the monster, even without a hair. These young disciples around him are of no use. They are only a burden to him.

Many clans are ready to move. This poisonous grass of broken soul has great attraction to them. If you can't take it back, I'm afraid there will be a bloodbath in time, which will cause trouble to those monsters above the level of Yuanying state.

A young man was a little curious to notice that a very secret man was hiding in the grass behind him. His eyes were like killing people, and he swallowed his mouth. Straight body forward, with their own arms arched arch hongqianqiu.

"Elder, I think I'd better do it first. I can sense the strength of these sects. It's not a way to keep the deadlock going. Why don't we take a head first?"

"No way!"

Hong Qianqiu immediately denied it. He gazed at the sleeping monster and said, "don't you want to die? Or have you never heard what I said before? "

He knew better than anyone else that although they were closest to the monster, if they attacked, the monster would be in the front and other disciples would be behind. It would not do them any good at all.

Moreover, the stalemate has given him many ample opportunities to better understand the strength of the clan around him.

Seeing the elder beside him, he immediately denied his idea. The young man squatted down on one side and observed the demon beast in front of him with the help of this grass leaf. The monster just swept it gently. The chill in his pupils made him shiver. He felt a layer of goose bumps all over his body.

this is a chill that he has never felt since the sunset forest in Jinru. He has never felt such a terrible breath.

What made him fear even more was that the breath came from a monster!

In the grass behind the Qingxu gate, several middle-aged men are quickly confining their spiritual power into the elixir field. Their eyes like ten thousand years of ice fall on the monster in front of them, as if they are ready to attack at any time.

These middle-aged men are different from those in Qingxu gate. Although they are also dressed in white robes, they are embroidered with a sharp blade across their shoulders. The blade of this sharp blade is like a sword that can shake the world.

They were from the Fengjia military headquarters in taixuan City, and the aura of spiritual power was like a sword blade to break through the clouds.

However, no one knows the source of their identity. Even the middle-aged man in the head is a strange face in the eyes of others.

In order to obtain the broken soul poisonous grass, the commander of the Fengjia military headquarters specially sent people with strength around the first level of yuanyingjing to pick it.

You should know that in this sunset forest, as long as you have the strength of yuanyingjing, it is equivalent to having a pass in the forest. No matter whether there are monsters or other monks, you can't stop them.

However, what Feng Anren didn't expect was that other clan families also sent out the strong men of yuanyingjing, whose strength was almost the same as that of their Fengjia military headquarters. It's hard to rob the poisonous grass of broken soul.

Another middle-aged man noticed the emptiness in front of him, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

"Boss, I don't think it's easy to pick the broken soul poisonous grass at all. In front of us, I saw the people in the Qingxu gate. I'm afraid it's the poisonous grass..."

"what are you afraid of?"

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face said in a deep voice. He looked at Hong Qianqiu intensely with his eyebrows and sneered: "this is just a little monk of the third level of yuanyingjing. Can't we deal with him so many people?"

"But there's someone next to him!"

The middle-aged man seems to be in a bit of a dilemma.

"Well?"

Scar man calmed down a little. He got up slowly, followed the finger of a middle-aged man just now, and looked at Hong Qianqiu who was lying in the grass for a moment.

Then, he looked at several young disciples beside Hong Qianqiu, which made him feel relieved.

Scar man gently in the middle-aged man's head gently a knock, white his eye.

"What are you worried about? The disciples next to him don't even have yuanyingjing. They can't make a lot of difference."

"Hey, hey, the boss is right."

The middle-aged man chuckled.

The scar man is Feng Anren's younger brother, Feng Tiantian. The scar on his face is the mark left by the monster when he led his men to sneak into a cave.

It seems shocking, but actually it is from that time on, his courage is also relatively small.

Even monsters know how to sneak attack, not to mention a practitioner with a successful cultivation.

The three middle-aged men beside the wind are fengshui, Fengyue and Fengcheng.Although the strength is not as strong as the wind in the sky, but he was once a brother who died with Feng Anren. Naturally, he knows the importance of timing.

Several people did not speak any more. They looked not so much at the monster as at the gate of Qingxu.

As far as they are concerned, it is only the people from the pure and empty gate who pose no small threat to them. In particular, hongqianqiu, the strength of the third level of yuanyingjing is not for fun, but it is equivalent to the strength of an elder.

But even so, scar man is not afraid at all, and there is no fear in his eyes.

At this time, in their ears suddenly rang a crisp trampling sound.

The sound was like the creaking sound of leaves and dead branches trampled on the soles of feet.

This voice immediately attracted the high vigilance of many sects.

Nature was also heard by that monster in the ear.

It's just that monsters react differently from humans. This grass guarding monster slightly closed his eyes, and the pale yellow spirit power on his body was drifting around with the wind.

Qingxu gate, the commander of the Fengjia military headquarters, sensed the existence of other clans when they sensed that someone was coming behind them.

Although the strength of these people in the clan is relatively weak, they do have the strength of yuanyingjing.

It seems that it is not easy to rob this poisonous grass.

A large number of leaves fall with the wind, with the blazing sun shining a few rustling shadows. In the light, the waves like heat flow swept their faces, and their lips began to dry.

But no one did. Many of them chose to hide their spiritual power deeper.

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