From the wilderness to the myriad worlds

Lei Ming held a straight knife in his hand, and the blade shone across the sky, cutting the monster centipede in half. However, even if the centipede was broken, it could not be taken lightly, as its long tentacles and colorful teeth were still moving.

Lei Ming flicked his finger, and two frosts froze the centipede. Only then did Han Li come over from behind.

"Brother Lei's strength really makes me admire him. This centipede is so big, it should be at least a mid-level monster, maybe a high-level monster, and it's also a poisonous insect. But in Brother Lei's hands, it has no power to resist at all." Han Li knew that Lei Ming was strong, but seeing him fight in person was a different feeling.

"If it were me, I'm afraid I would have to fight with it."

Han Li shook his head and picked a few green purple monkey flowers guarded by the centipede. Lei Ming separated the back shell of the centipede and put it into the storage bag.

After they finished cleaning up this place, they immediately rushed to the next herb-picking place that had been planned. In other places, disciples from various factions killed monsters to seize spiritual herbs, and occasionally there would be conflicts over spiritual herbs. However, there were very few injuries. Everyone knew that the forbidden area was about to close, and they were all racing against time to pick spiritual herbs.

Han Li and Lei Ming were lucky. Except for the centipede they encountered when they first picked herbs, they went to four places in a row and did not encounter any guardian monsters.

"Brother Lei, the forbidden area is about to close, why don't we act separately!" Han Li suggested.

Lei Ming naturally didn't say anything. He and Han Li agreed that they would each be responsible for picking some spiritual herbs.

In a secluded valley, a golden leopard was pacing on the mountain, looking very irritable. And below, four disciples of the Spiritual Beast Mountain were scattered and communicating.

Behind the golden leopard was a small tree with nine fruits. The small tree was crystal clear, like jade, and it was extraordinary at first glance, and the fruit was fragrant, and the fragrance filled the valley.

"Concentration fruit!" Just as the four people were discussing, a voice sounded, and the four cultivators immediately turned around and saw Lei Ming wearing the robe of the outer disciple of Huangfeng Valley.

Lei Ming looked at the Concentration Fruit Tree with surprise. The Concentration Fruit is a very precious spiritual medicine. Whether it is used for alchemy or directly taken, it can enhance the power of the soul. The immortal cultivators take the soul as the foundation, and the treasures that can enhance the power of the soul are priceless.

"It's someone from Huangfeng Valley." The four people communicated with their eyes and quickly reached a consensus. The number of Concentration Fruits produced by this Concentration Fruit Tree is limited. One more person means that they will get less.

"It's just a small area of ​​Qi Refining Level 11. We must fight quickly to avoid attracting other people." A cultivator with an ugly appearance said, and he had already flown towards Lei Ming.

"Boy, you are unlucky. You got here when the blood ban trial is about to end." The ugly monk said.

"I think I am lucky. Nine soul-concentrating fruits are enough to double my soul." Lei Ming smiled as he looked at the soul-concentrating fruits.

"Hmph, these soul-concentrating fruits are ours. You dare to take them when you are about to die!"

Lei Ming stared at the other party and said seriously: "You are ugly, but you have beautiful thoughts. You dare to compete with me for the soul-concentrating fruit with a few rotten potatoes!"

Lei Ming's words touched the other party's pain point. Mortals have ugliness and beauty, and so do immortal cultivators. Most people in this world love beauty and hate ugliness. High-level immortal cultivators can reshape their bodies and change their innate appearance. Therefore, the immortals in the legend are all extremely graceful. But the cultivators in the Qi training period cannot change their natural appearance. Just like the cultivator in front of him, although he is not low in talent, he is often ridiculed for his appearance.

"Boy, you are looking for death! Originally I was going to give you a quick death, but now I have changed my mind. I will torture you and then throw you to this golden leopard for dinner!"

The ugly monk took out the magic weapon, which was crooked and looked very strange.

"You are ugly, and the magic weapon you use is uglier than you!" Lei Ming couldn't help but complain.

The ugly monk sneered twice, and the magic weapon was surrounded by yellow light. After a while, hundreds of yellow dots began to attach to the magic weapon, and then those yellow dots flew away from the magic weapon, as if they were inflated, and turned into fist-sized giant peaks.

The giant peaks made a buzzing sound when flying, which was annoying. Under the control of the ugly monk, the giant peaks flew towards Lei Ming. These giant peaks were not strong individually, but when the number reached a certain level, it would be very terrifying.

Lei Ming was not in a hurry. He pointed his hand, and a flame exploded in the swarm of bees, and then bursts of frost appeared, and the temperature around them dropped rapidly. One fire and one ice blocked the swarm of bees, which rushed over with a buzz, and many of them died immediately.

The ugly monk changed color again and again. Lei Ming cast spells too quickly and with great power. Just two spells killed hundreds of giant bees.

The ugly monk offered a magic weapon, and a ray of light shot towards Lei Ming. Lei Ming threw out the Dingyuan Bell, which covered Lei Ming and blocked the light. The ugly monk threw out more than a dozen talismans. In a moment, fire snakes, ice arrows, golden light, etc. all hit the Dingyuan Bell, making it spin.

The swarm of bees flew over, like a cloud engulfing Lei Ming. Seeing this, the ugly monk couldn't help but smile. Although the giant bees he raised were only mid-level monsters, there were many of them, and the thorns of the giant bees were also highly poisonous. The ugly monk believed that Lei Ming would be stung to death by these giant bees soon.

The poisonous stings of the giant phoenixes kept stabbing Lei Ming, but surprisingly, Lei Ming was not injured by the giant phoenixes. Instead, the giant phoenixes kept falling to the ground, either seriously injured or dead. The faster the giant phoenixes attacked, the faster they died.

Lei Ming chuckled. His Earthly Evil Golden Body had been cultivated to the third level. With his body alone, he could resist the best magic weapons. When those giant peaks stabbed him, they were killed by the recoil of his body. From this perspective, Lei Ming is definitely the nemesis of the ugly monk.

Lei Ming stretched his body. Although the giant peaks did not hurt him, the feeling of being surrounded by a swarm of bees was not comfortable.

"It's my turn!" Lei Ming raised his straight knife. The ugly monk quickly slapped a defensive talisman on himself and raised a light shield. However, he obviously underestimated the attack power of the straight knife. The straight knife passed through the light shield and directly penetrated the ugly monk's body, killing him on the spot!

It took only a moment for the two to start fighting and the ugly monk was killed. The other three monks had not reacted yet.

However, what surprised Lei Ming was that the other three people were not angry when they saw the ugly monk die, but were very happy.

"This ugly thing is dead, and we can divide the Concentration Fruit easily." A monk with a goatee said happily.

"Three per person, just right." said the cold-blooded monk next to him.

"Let's get rid of the troublemakers first, and then discuss how to deal with the golden leopard." said the last monk.

The three of them surrounded Lei Ming in the middle with the three talents, and then took out a formation flag at the same time. Lei Ming then realized that although the ugly monk was with them, these three people were in the same group.

The three of them moved their lips slightly, and their magic power was injected into the formation flag. Lei Ming suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to solidify, and it seemed that thousands of ropes bound him invisibly.

"Let's do it, Fellow Daoist Liao, and fight quickly and decisively." said the third monk.

The cold-blooded monk nodded and took out a small sword from the storage bag. The small sword was crystal clear, and the hilt and the sword body were almost the same length. With the injection of the cold-blooded monk's spiritual power, the small sword quickly grew larger.

"You should rest in peace to die under the talisman sword!"

The cold-blooded monk sneered, and the talisman sword flew towards Lei Ming. Lei Ming was restrained by the formation and could hardly move. Feeling the sharpness of the talisman sword, Lei Ming's face changed.

"These three people actually have talismans!"

Lei Ming knew about talismans from Han Li's ability. Han Li bought a talisman from Wanbao Building and easily killed a cultivator at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining with it. The talisman sword in front of him was as powerful as Han Li's golden brick, and Lei Ming did not dare to take it head-on.

At the critical moment of life and death, Lei Ming no longer hid his strength. The momentum of the thirteenth level of Qi Refining burst out, and at the same time, his strength surged, just like a terrifying beast awakening. He stomped his feet on the ground, and the whole valley seemed to shake.

Dingyuan Bell rotated rapidly above Lei Ming's head, offsetting part of the pressure of the formation. The straight knife had been sacrificed by Lei Ming and flew towards the goat-bearded cultivator.

In an instant, the situation reversed, and Lei Ming punched the talisman sword.