Infinite true path

"How many people are there in this abandoned mine? What is the highest level of cultivation?" Mo Shaoge asked anxiously as he watched Huan Yin rush into the mine.

The big man who initially blocked Huan Yin's left path quickly walked in front of Mo Shaoge and bowed to him: "To answer your question, young master, there are a total of 63 people in this abandoned mine, including us, and the one with the highest cultivation is a fellow disciple who has reached the great perfection of Qi Condensation."

This spiritual stone mine was an abandoned mine that was completely mined by the Wan Du Sect three days ago. Today, the 63 Qi Condensation disciples of the Wan Du Sect came here as a reward from the Wan Du Sect for these disciples.

After all, even if the mine is mined, there will always be some residual spiritual stone ores left in it. The Wan Du Sect has always organized the younger generations of the sect to come here for these residual spiritual stone ores, allowing them to conduct the final excavation here by themselves, which is a kind of praise for them.

"Oops!" Mo Shaoge frowned for the first time on his handsome face, and then he shouted: "Leave two people to guard the cave entrance, and the rest of you follow me quickly to chase him in, and be sure to kill him as soon as possible!"

The disciples of the Wandu Sect around him naturally didn't expect why the young master would be so afraid of a cultivator in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but they quickly chased into the mine according to Mo Shaoge's order, leaving only two disciples in the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation to guard outside.

After Huan Yin rushed into the mine, his speed slowed down a little, and his movements became lighter. He didn't know how many people were in the mine and what level of cultivation they were in, so even if he knew that there were pursuers behind him, he had to choose to be cautious.

The mine was dark and damp. Except for the oil lamps that were about to burn out at intervals on the walls on both sides, Huan Yin walked for a long time without finding anything else. Even the surrounding spiritual stone mines had been mined out, and nothing was left.

"Is this a depleted vein?" Huan Yin thought.

Then, there were shouts and screams behind him. Huan Yin's heart tightened, knowing that the pursuers had entered. He kept running deeper into the mine.

The deeper Huan Yin went, the bigger the mine was. Not only was the road winding and difficult to distinguish, but it was also unfathomable. Huan Yin became more and more certain of his thoughts. He felt that this might be a depleted vein, because only a vein that had been mined to the end would have such a deep mine, after all, mining was from shallow to deep.

Suddenly, a Wan Du Men monk in the middle stage of the sixth level of Qi Condensation appeared in front of him. Huan Yin sneered. No matter why this Wan Du Men monk was in this depleted spiritual stone vein. As long as he met him, it would be his doom.

"Who are you!" Huan Yin quickly approached the monk, and the monk also opened his eyes wide, obviously not yet reacting to why a strange monk appeared in the mine of his sect.

It was Huan Yin's long sword that answered his question. Huan Yin flew over, and before he could even pause, the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had already been decapitated, with his head rolling to the ground.

Huan Yin took the storage bag he had just snatched from the sixth-level Qi Condensation monk and looked at it. He was shocked because there were more than 70,000 spirit stones in the bag.

"Is it because of this mine?" Huan Yin was surprised. After all, for ordinary sect disciples, 70,000 spirit stones were already quite a lot. Huan Yin became rich because he shone brightly in the newcomers' martial arts competition. No one could replicate his experience.

"Junior Brother Wan! That enemy cultivator killed Junior Brother Wan! I'm going to kill him!" Soon, the shouts behind Huan Yin turned into anger. It was obvious that they had discovered the dead body left by Huan Yin's murder.

Huan Yin turned and quickly went in through a passage. This mine was large and deep, and there were too many routes he could choose, so it made it much more difficult for the people behind him to chase him.

After a while, another voice sounded behind Huan Yin: "Young Master, there are five roads here, what should we do?"

"Of course, we should chase him separately. He is just a cultivator in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation."

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The voice gradually faded away, because Huan Yin did not stop, he continued to move quickly towards the depths of the mine.

Huan Yin was extremely nervous because he did not know when and at which turn he would meet Mo Shaoge, or even someone stronger than him. But now, he knew that he was a headless fly, and worrying too much would not have any effect, so he could only keep shuttling and act according to circumstances.

After a while, another cultivator in the late stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation appeared in front of Huan Yin. This cultivator was digging the spiritual stone in front of him with a greedy look on his face, and Huan Yin's sudden appearance startled him.

However, this cultivator was obviously very experienced in combat. He saw that Huan Yin was a stranger, covered in blood, and was seriously injured. It was obvious that he had just experienced a battle. Those who can experience a battle in the mine of their own sect are naturally enemies.

So the cultivator quickly flew back, instantly distanced himself from Huan Yin, and continued to chant spells, and then quickly sent out three fire dragons to rush towards Huan Yin.

However, before the dragon's head flew out of his palm for three feet, Huan Yin's figure actually rushed out of the fire dragon and forcibly broke the fire dragon he had sent out.

"You are not in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation!" The cultivator exclaimed, but before he could close his mouth to speak, Huan Yin's sword directly cut off his head. His open mouth and shocked eyes were still on his face.

"One hundred and ten thousand spiritual stones!" Huan Yin glanced at the storage bag he had just received with a look of surprise on his face. Ever since he spent a large amount of spiritual stones to buy the top-grade magic furnace at Yijian Peak's utensils auction three years ago, there are only less than 100,000 spiritual stones left.

In the past three years, although the sect has distributed spiritual stones to inner disciples every month, for a weapon master like him who needs to purchase a large amount of sword-making materials, the monthly amount distributed by the sect is simply not enough. So now, the less than 100,000 spirit stones he has left have been spent long ago.

"If I can escape by chance, the injury I suffered this time is not a loss!" Huan Yin smiled, but this expression appeared on his face covered with blood, which made it look particularly gloomy.

In this way, Huan Yin continued to shuttle through the abandoned mines of Wan Du Sect. Whenever he encountered Wan Du Sect's disciples, he would directly kill them and seize their storage bags. Although there are many people chasing Huan Yin behind him, there are too many paths to choose from in this huge mine. The monks who chased him separately could not find where Huan Yin was. They could only find Huan Yin. Occasionally, I saw the corpses of fellow students as I passed by.

"Evil cultivator, stop, I'm going to kill you!" An extremely angry voice came from behind Huan Yin, coming from three cultivators who had just accidentally bumped into him and then pursued him relentlessly.

These three monks have been chasing Huan Yin for a while, and they saw the corpses of five fellow disciples on the way. How could they not be angry?

The three monks kept shouting, and after following Huan Yin and turning into a branch road, they suddenly stopped.

"You want to kill me?" Huan Yin stood opposite them and did not run away again. Because these three monks have been chasing him for so long, he has never found any trace of Mo Shaoge. And the three monks with the highest cultivation level are only at the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation. As for the other two, they are even at the ninth level of Qi Condensation. Not enough layers.

"Why didn't you run away?" The monk at the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation asked subconsciously.

The corners of Huan Yin's blood-covered mouth slightly curved in a sinister arc: "Didn't you tell me to stop?"

"Junior brother, run!" The monk at the ninth level of Qi Condensation suddenly said, then turned around and wanted to turn back to the road he was on.

It's a pity that they can't be faster than Huan Yin's sword energy. Three screams sounded, and their lives ended. I wonder if they had thought clearly before they died as to why they chased a strong man aggressively and wouldn't let go.

Mo Shaoge was going crazy because he didn't know where Huan Yin was now. Even though he could occasionally hear Huan Yin's voice from a distance, he lost her again after a few turns.

Along the way, all Mo Shaoge saw were the corpses of his fellow disciples and the blood scattered on the ground. This abandoned mine was originally a reward place arranged by Wan Du Sect for these disciples. Unexpectedly, it has become their tomb today, and it has become a place where Huan Yin kills wantonly.

Mo Shaoge felt powerless for the first time with a Qi Condensing monk, and he even began to regret his behavior of chasing Huan Yin.

"Evil thief, do you dare to come out and fight me head-on!" Mo Shaoge roared, making the entire mine buzz.

"A head-on battle? Humph, do you think this is a matter of martial arts? Today, I am going to kill you, a member of the Wandu Sect. As long as I don't die for a moment, I will kill one more of your disciples. If you let me survive, Today and in the future, I will kill your Wandu Sect and destroy everything in your sect!" Huan Yin's voice came from the front right of Mo Shaoge.

Mo Shaoge was startled and immediately rushed in that direction, but after chasing several turns, he didn't find Huan Yin at all - Huan Yin had already turned to another unknown road.

"Young Master, there are corpses of fellow sects everywhere, and the spirit stones they collected... were also taken away by that evil cultivator. Young Master, we need the support of the sect." A cultivator discovered Mo Shaoge and said He ran over with a frightened face, as if he could feel a little safer with Mo Shaoge's side.

"Support? This mine has been abandoned. How can we still have our disciples around here? And are you going to ask me to tell the sect master that I can't even take down a Qi Condensing cultivator, so that's why I need support?" Young Master Mo Ge yelled, he was already furious.

"Get out of here if you are afraid of death! I must find him and torture him to death!" In the frightened eyes of the monk, Mo Shaoge rushed forward again, leaving him alone. .