Chapter 119 Purple Fumigation Found

Sin canyon, more than a hundred miles away.

The white fog was almost thick.

Here, even with the vision of the scenery, you can only see the scenery within a hundred meters.

By this time, Jing Yan had been in Sin canyon for nearly twenty days. It was obviously more difficult than jing yan had imagined to find the purple fumigation.

In nearly twenty days, Jing Yan had encountered a very dangerous situation. That time, he met four powerful level seven spiritual beasts. If it was two heads, Jing Yan could still kill it, but four level-seven spirit beasts, so that Jing Yan could only escape.

Thanks to the Wings of the sky, Jing Yan escaped the joint pursuit of four level-seven spiritual beasts.

Four level-seven spiritual beasts!

Even if a martial artist in the mid-stage of innate ability is attacked by four or seven level spirit beasts, he may have to drink his hatred here. It's too dangerous!

Jing Yan became more and more careful in the face of this danger.

Five senses, at any time, anywhere, all expanded to the limit. As long as there was anything wrong, even if there was a certain possibility, Jing Yan avoided it immediately.

"Hmm?"

On this day, Jing Yan was shuttling carefully when his eyes trembled slightly.

"Purple smoke!"

"It's purple smoke!"

Jing Yan's eyes lit up.

This third grade spirit grass was actually so difficult to find.

No wonder there was no such thing as purple fumigation on the market.

The practitioners under the innate state dare not come in, and the practitioners of the innate state, early or middle stage, are also very difficult to go deep here.

The more powerful late stage and peak congenital, then even here, it may not be the value of not too high purple fumigation.

Jing Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he found the purple smoke.

Time was too tight for him! If time was loose, he was confident that he would be able to ascend to the level of being born again, even without the preparation of the medicine. However, it was hard to say how long it would take.

Jing Yan, he must grow up as soon as possible. The burden on his shoulders is very heavy!

To avenge his grandfather, his current strength was far from enough. Even if you step into the realm of nature, it is far from enough. However, once he was born, at least he had more to rely on to protect himself.

Jing Yan held his breath as he stared at the lavender that was about a hundred meters away from him.

Although he wanted to pick the lavender immediately, he didn't. He rushed up. In such a place, a careless person might have died here before he touched the lavender.

After a few breaths, Jing Yan did not notice the presence of a powerful spirit beast nearby, so he carefully approached the Flowing light sword.

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

Ten meters!

The lavender was already within reach, and Jing Yan was certain that it was indeed a third grade spirit herb lavender.

What made jing yan's pupils suddenly constrict was that he suddenly discovered that there were more than one purple fumigation plant growing in this nearby area. With a slight count, there were actually nine lavender plants here.

"Great!"

Sensing that his heart was beating a little, Jing Yan took a deep breath and continued walking.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and an earth-shaking roar came from the side of jingyan.

"No!"

Jing Yan was shocked and jumped up. Flowing light sword in his hand shot out a Flowing light sword and swept away in the direction of the voice.

Jian Guang, piercing the white fog at a terrifying speed.

Jing Yan, too, looked nervously in that direction.

"Roar!"

Finally, a red shadow appeared in Jing Yan's line of sight. The red shadow was frighteningly fast. After the first roar, Jing Yan was sure that it was still at least a few hundred meters away. However, when jingyan was inspired by a Jian Guang, the red shadow was within a hundred meters.

"Fire cloud beast?" Jing Yan's eyes were fixed, and the Flowing light sword in his hand was also tightly clenched.

Fire cloud beast, a powerful level eight spirit beast.

"Damn it!" Jing Yan cursed in his heart.

Purple fumigation had been found, but at this critical moment, a level eight spirit beast appeared.

After entering Sin canyon, Jing Yan had never encountered a level eight spirit beast, nor had he ever fought with a level eight spirit beast. Think about it, the level seven spirit beast is already so fierce, the level eight spirit beast is powerful, how amazing.

"Boom!"

"Roar!"

The fire cloud beast was about three meters tall and four meters long. If you count its tail, it was seven or eight meters long. The Fire cloud beast had four hooves, all red, and looked like a ball of fire.

Compared to humans, the Fire cloud beast was very large.

Jing Yan could clearly see the Fire cloud beast galloping up, and the white mist around it was blown away by a wave of air. There was no white mist around the Fire cloud beast's body, so jing yan could observe the Fire cloud beast more clearly.

After a loud bang, the Fire cloud beast raised its claws and smashed the Jian Guang that jing yan had swung into pieces.

Jing Yan's heart sank.

What a terrible power.

He knew that in his own Jian Guang, the power contained in it was the strength of the innate realm, so he had to be careful. However, the Fire cloud beast, which rushed in, lightly waved its claws and defeated its own Fire cloud beast.

After the Fire cloud beast defeated Jing Yan's Jian Guang, there was no pause or hesitation. It opened its mouth wide and continued to pounce fiercely at Jing Yan.

"To Cut the Moon Swordsmanship!"

The energy in his body pushed to the limit, and the strongest new To Cut the Moon Swordsmanship suddenly burst out.

"Boom!"

The two collided, and a terrible loud noise came out. Then, the shadow of Jing Yan's To Cut the Moon Swordsmanship collapsed. Jing Yan's body, too, flew backwards.

Jing Yan only felt the blood and qi floating all over his body, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. With his body in the air, he quickly deployed the Wings of the sky, adjusted his body, and finally regained control when he was about to hit the cliff.

It was certain that Jing Yan would have hit the cliff if it hadn't been for the Wings of the sky's immoral martial arts.

"What a terrible power!" Jing Yan stared at the red Fire cloud beast.

The strength of both sides was not at the same level.

Jing Yan knew clearly that if he didn't have Wings of the sky martial arts knowledge, then this collision, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Even a martial artist in the middle stage of the innate realm could not withstand this terrible blow. A martial artist at the early stage of innate ability must have been knocked to death.

The ferocity of a level-eight spirit beast is so terrifying that even a late innate stage warrior might not be able to kill a level-eight spirit beast.

"Roar!" The Fire cloud beast roared again. Its huge head, slightly crooked and red eyes, like brass bells, stared at Jing Yan. It seemed that it was also puzzled that the little human opposite was not killed directly by it.