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

A large silver-white net fell from the sky, covering a radius of ten feet. Before the net fell completely, a clear light fell on the human-faced ghost mandrill.

The Demon Binding Net is indeed designed to deal with monsters. As soon as the light fell, the ghost mandrill seemed to have a mountain peak, and its body was bent continuously under pressure.

Lin Mo's face was pale, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the demon-binding net, and at the same time urged: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, finish it quickly!"

Without waiting for his urging, Zhou Yan had slowly activated the power of his divine consciousness, and an illusory long needle condensed by the power of his divine consciousness suddenly shot out at the ghost mandrill's head. It was the Jingshen thorn.

In order to deal with this object, Zhou Yan used the power of seven levels of consciousness. As soon as the shocking thorn was shot out, Gu Lao and Mrs. Du on the side suddenly looked at him with shocked expressions.

I had only heard Lin Mo say that his spiritual consciousness was powerful before, but now that I saw it with my own eyes, I felt that the strength of this spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of the early monks of the Foundation Building.

If Zhou Yan wasn't standing in front of the two of them, and he was still at the eighth level of Qi Refining, they might have regarded him as a Foundation Building Stage monk.

The Jingshen thorn flashed away and penetrated directly into the head of the human-faced ghost mandrill through the big net.

The struggling figure of the ghost mandrill suddenly stagnated at first, and then started struggling even more crazily. Painful roars continued to come out of his mouth.

After a while, the intensity of the struggle gradually became smaller. Until it disappeared and the body shape returned to its original state.

Zhou Yan looked at the human-faced ghost mandrill who had completely shattered his soul and died, with a glimmer of light in his eyes. This was the first time he used the Shocking Thorn. He didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"This beast is finally dead. It's worth all the effort we put in. Fellow Daoist Lin, please collect the blood essence quickly. Let's get out of here quickly!"

"good!"

Zhou Yan threw a pill to restore spiritual power into his mouth, and at the same time took a talisman on his body that could quickly restore physical strength. The talisman turned into dots and entered his body.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, Gui Mandrill is dead. I have some other things to do, so I will leave first. Fellow Daoist, I will take the first step."

"Is Fellow Daoist Zhou leaving now? If Fellow Daoist Zhou is leaving the Guiwu Mountains, we only need to go where we came in before!"

After hearing Zhou Yan's farewell, Mr. Gu also changed his previous indifference and spoke slowly.

Zhou Yan nodded, cupped his hands with several people, and his body quickly disappeared into the clouds.

Now that the human-faced ghost mandrill is dead, his mission is completed, and he has to go find the Mo Yunhua he needs.

And he still has one thing to do. Although the cooperation between the few people is going smoothly, they cannot know what will happen next.

Not long after Zhou Yan left, he heard the sound of fighting behind him. After thinking for a moment, he realized that what he was worried about at first had happened.

After all, there was too much noise caused by the battle just now, and someone will definitely come to check.

Along the way, Zhou Yan's consciousness swept over the surrounding mountain walls inch by inch, looking for the place Lin Mo mentioned.

"found it!"

Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyes lit up. Judging from the scene in his consciousness, about a mile ahead, there were two trees with twisted trunks growing together, like twin flowers with parallel stems.

One kilometer away, it only took a moment to reach it. Zhou Yan looked at the strange tree in front of him, his consciousness swept around the area, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The figure flashed to a place covered by vines. Through the vines, a cave entrance could be vaguely seen on the cliff.

Pushing aside the vines, Zhou Yan carefully entered it. Although there was nothing here according to Lin Mo, it was better to be careful.

The cave was pitch black. Zhou Yan took out a moonstone from his storage bag and held it in his hand, dispersing the black fog in front of his eyes. After turning a few intersections, Zhou Yan found several thumb-thick lights in front of him.

Walking slowly to that place, you can see several small transparent holes on the top of the cave. The bright light is the moonlight shining through the holes.

There are several Spirit Medicine plants growing quietly on the ground. Among them, there are two Spirit Medicine plants, one large and one small, that are completely black. There are white cloud patterns growing on the petals. The black and white shine, which is quite moving.

"The two Moyun flowers are very lucky. And judging from their medicinal age, the larger one is probably eighty years old, so it can already be used as medicine.

Although this small one is not that good, it is still forty years old. Just go back and cultivate it with the original spiritual liquid. "

With joy in his eyes, Zhou Yan no longer hesitated, first took out two small wooden boxes, then took out a small jade shovel, and carefully began to pick up the ink cloud flowers.

After a while, Zhou Yan looked at the two Mo Yun flowers in the box with complete roots and was full of joy. He put the talisman seal on them and put them away, picked the other herbs, and then turned around and went out.

As soon as he walked out of the vines, before Zhou Yan could move forward very far, he suddenly stopped, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he turned and walked away to another place.

Shortly after he left, a figure hurriedly followed him. He was dressed as a disciple of the Netherworld Demon Sect, but his cultivation was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

As soon as this person walked by, Zhou Yan's figure suddenly walked out of the clouds and mist on the side. This was his true body.

The shadow just now was just a shadow he condensed using the Shadow Talisman, but it was blocked by the fog, so this person didn't notice it.

"When I'm really hungry, someone will feed me, and when I'm sleepy, someone will give me a pillow. I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come here first!"

With a sneer, Zhou Yan's figure disappeared into the clouds and mist again, heading in the direction where the Netherworld Demon Sect disciples had just walked.

"Huh? Where is the person? Did he lose me? What should I do?"

The thin disciple of the Netherworld Demon Sect was standing there, with a look of anxiety between his brows. He actually followed the person and lost him.

Suddenly, a powerful spiritual force enveloped him, and at the same time, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Are you looking for me?"

This person turned around and retreated as soon as his body moved, and the voice sounded again:

"Don't move. If you move you'll die!"

A thin layer of cold sweat began to appear on this person's forehead, and he said with a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

Zhou Yan's figure slowly emerged behind him, his eyes just staring at this person. Suddenly he raised his finger, and a black sword light suddenly shot out from the dark night, just in time to knock away a silver stream of light that penetrated from the ground.

"You are a little dishonest. Do you think I dare not kill you?"

A cold voice sounded, and a faint spiritual light hit him from the tip of the sword, and a trail of blood suddenly flowed out from his neck.

The feeling of pain came, coupled with the fact that he had not seen what Zhou Yan looked like until now, the feeling of fear began to ferment in his heart.