A Mortal Cultivating Immortality, Kill My Senior Brother At The Beginning

Before the old man surnamed Yan spoke, Zhou Yan had already opened the Huanjin Sha. At the same time, a wooden shield appeared outside his body, and he slapped a few defensive talismans on it, and his body quickly moved away.

"Bang!"

A huge explosion resounded through the sky, and the powerful force generated by the self-destruction of the monks in the early stages of the Foundation Building filled a distance of nearly a kilometer, and the figures of Zhou Yan and several others were also thrown directly away.

A huge pit appeared within a thousand miles, and all the surrounding trees turned into powder and ceased to exist.

Zhou Yan's body fell to the ground, and the protective shield outside his body had long since disappeared. Only the golden gauze was still on his body, and the light was extremely dim.

"I was careless, I didn't expect this person to be so decisive!"

Spitting out a mouthful of bruised blood, Zhou Yan slowly stood up. Fortunately, he escaped quickly this time and was not seriously injured. Looking at the soul-devouring flying ants still fighting with the Iron Feathered Eagle in the sky, Zhou Yan He called back.

With the death of its master, the iron-feathered eagle regained its freedom again, glanced downwards, let out a loud eagle cry, and flew away elsewhere.

But not all Spirit Beasts will return to freedom after their masters die. Some monks will establish a special way of recognizing their masters with their Spirit Beasts. When they die, their Spirit Beasts will die with them.

There are also Spirit Beasts that have been raised since childhood and are far more loyal to their masters than you can imagine, and will fight their enemies until death.

After glancing at the direction where Old Man Yan and the beautiful woman were hiding, Zhou Yan turned into a ray of light and left.

He was not acquainted with these two people, and he was not afraid that they would reveal the news that he had killed the second master of the Chen family. He and the Chen family were already at odds with each other anyway.

After Zhou Yan left, the old man Yan and the beautiful woman in palace clothes appeared again. The sadness in the eyes of the old man surnamed Yan seemed to be completely dispelled by this explosion.

"Mr. Yan, should we continue to break the formation?"

"Forget it, you and I are both seriously injured, and the explosion just now was so violent, I'm afraid someone is already on the way.

We'd better leave as soon as possible! "

In fact, there was one thing that Old Man Yan didn't say to this beautiful woman, and that was that he had always suspected what was behind the stone door.

However, he was not sure at first, and since there were four of them here, he thought that even if there was a problem, it should be able to handle it.

However, since Zhou Yan also saw the defensive stone gate, but had no intention of opening it, this immediately deepened the suspicion in his heart.

In addition, there were only two of them now, and they were both injured, so they decided to give up.

At this time, Zhou Yan naturally didn't know what these two crazy rich people were thinking. After traveling for more than an hour, he discovered a somewhat dilapidated medicine garden on a mountainside.

The ban on the small medicine garden has been broken by someone unknown a long time ago. A wooden house in the medicine garden has collapsed to the side, and there are still messy footprints left on the ground.

Zhou Yan looked around and saw that there were only some rare herbs left in the medicine garden, and they were not very old. At first glance, they were left over by someone.

Only some 300-400-year-old ironwood around the medicine garden still has some uses, and can be used to refine some Foundation Building Stage puppets.

But these were not the things that attracted Zhou Yan. He strolled to a corner of the medicine garden. Zhou Yan squatted down and looked at the yellow soil in front of him. He twisted a little of it with his hand and put it under his nose to smell it.

"There is the smell of earth, and there are extremely small bright yellow particles in the soil. The spiritual energy is filled in it. It is sticky to the touch, but it does not stick to your hands. It is indeed breath soil!"

Looking at the three-foot-square soil in front of him, Zhou Yan showed a hint of joy on his face. Although the soil of this color is different from the normal soil, there are several other colors of land in the medicine garden, so it does not look out of place.

And as we all know, some forces have the habit of arranging spiritual soil before planting Spirit Medicine, so it doesn't make you care too much about these soils of different colors.

It was also because there was no Spirit Medicine in the medicine garden that Zhou Yan suddenly wanted to see if the prepared spiritual soil could be used in the medicine garden in his Cave Mansion, and he just noticed this piece of yellow land.

Breathing soil can be extracted from breathing soil. Breathing soil is a special kind of soil that can be used to cultivate some special Spirit Medicine and other uses.

Taking out a jade shovel from the storage bag, Zhou Yan started scraping the ground and collected all the soil. It looked like there was a three-foot-square land, with only a thin layer of soil on the top.

Even if it was completely retracted, it would only be the size of a human head. He estimated that with so much breath soil reaching the sky, he would only be able to refine it into fist-sized breath soil.

Putting it away, Zhou Yan used the Qingying Sword to cut down several three to four hundred year old ironwood trees around it, which could also save him some time in using the original spiritual liquid to induce birth.

After finishing this, Zhou Yan was about to leave when a pair of figures appeared in his consciousness and were fighting towards him.

With his temperament, he originally didn't want to get involved in these matters, but one of the monks was a member of his sect and had some friendship. After hesitating for a while, he still headed towards the battle group.

After all, he is still a member of the Qingyun Immortal Sect now. If he doesn't take action when encountering such a situation, he will not be able to get along well in the sect in the future.

"Yin Xiao, do you think you can trap Senior Brother Wang by dragging me down? You underestimate the strength of Foundation Building!"

The figure wearing a green robe said sternly while urging the Law Weapon in his hand to resist several black daggers.

"Hahaha. Foundation Building Dzogchen is naturally not something I can resist.

However, Wang Peiyuan has been trapped by Brother Teng's formation. Even if he can only be trapped for a moment and a half, you have already lost the opportunity.

As long as the thing is in the hands of my senior brother Teng, what will happen even if Wang Peiyuan escapes?

As for my mission, I only need to hold you back, and other things are naturally not under my control. "

A loud laugh came from the black cloud that was fighting the man in the blue robe, and his words were full of pride.

Tian Qingshan looked anxious, even though he tried his best, a whisk turned into thousands of whisk threads to control the black blades Law Weapon.

But he couldn't defeat the person opposite him from the protective black mist for a while.

I don’t know what the black mist is, but it can actually contaminate people out of thin air. Not to mention the Law Weapon, it also has powerful defensive power.

He accidentally had a High Grade Law Weapon swallowed by the black mist. Although he tried his best to save it, his spiritual power was greatly lost.

This also made him feel helpless when facing the black mist. While he was upset, a voice suddenly sounded: "Senior Brother Tian!"