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Chapter 211 The Yin Beast Appears

Wan Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other cultivator put his hands down from his waist, and then said, "As for the corpses on the east side of the square, they should be the cultivators who entered the valley earlier. They were killed by the Yin Beast in the valley."

Yan Guang touched his bald head, "I see. Your Excellency just mentioned that your Nine Talisman Sect is led by Liu Guyue and Fang Li?" Wan Feng said, "That's right."

The Nine Talisman Eight Heroes are very famous in Zhongshan Kingdom. Yan Guang curled his lips, "Your Excellency is using their names to scare Yan?" Wan Feng hurriedly said, "How dare I! Wan is just telling the truth." Yan Guang sneered, "Where are Liu Guyue and Fang Li now?"

Wan Feng said, "The two uncles said that the Yin Beast is fierce, and asked us to wait here, and they went to get information first."

He didn't dare to say that Liu Guyue and Fang Li had gone down to the underground palace, but just vaguely said that the two elders went to get information, and they might come back at any time.

Sure enough, Yan Guang was half-believing and half-doubting, but in his heart he was afraid of Liu Fang and the two golden elixirs, so he hesitated for a while.

A thin man in green clothes next to him leaned close to Yan Guang's ear and whispered a few words. His voice was very low, and even the people next to him couldn't hear it clearly, but Shi Feng heard every word.

The man said, "Brother Yan, we have been late in getting the news for several days. You should make a decision as soon as possible to arrest or release them. We have the support of Brother Yang and others, so we are not afraid of the golden elixirs."

Brother Yang? Or Brother Yang? Or Brother Yang? Remember that the leader of the Nine Alliances was surnamed Li, not Yang. Could it be that they changed their leader after switching to the Sword Test Villa? Shi Feng was puzzled.

After listening, Yan Guang slowly raised his head and said to Wan Feng, "Since the three sects allow everyone to hunt for treasures together, then we are our own people. Since we are allies, why don't you go down with us to hunt for treasures?"

Wan Feng thought to himself, what nonsense are you talking about! We just allowed you to enter the Green Emperor Valley. When did we form an alliance with you? Why should we go down to the underground palace with you?

He was about to speak, but the man in green waved his hand, and the monks from the Yuncheng branch rushed forward and surrounded the people from the Nine Talisman Sect. Guo Yang and others had never seen such a scene before. Their faces turned pale and they reached out to take out their magic weapons.

Wan Feng shouted, "Fellow Daoist Yan, what do you mean? I have already said that I will never interfere with your actions. Why do you still want to make things difficult for my Nine Talisman Sect?"

Yan Guang sneered, "I kindly invited you to search for treasures together. How can I make things difficult for you? It's really strange! I am worried that you are weak and have been attacked by monsters, so I proposed to join forces to resist the enemy. Why do you regard my kindness as malice?"

Wan Feng's heart turned quickly. Although he did not hear the other party's whispered conversation just now, he thought about it and understood that the Green Emperor Valley has been opened for more than ten days. This group of people did not come when it was opened, but rushed here now. Their target must be Heluo Tower.

This group of people didn't know how to hunt down the white ape, and there were arrays and traps all over the underground palace. When they were worried about what to do, they suddenly met a lone Nine Talisman disciple. How could they let him go? !

"I can't go, I absolutely can't go with them!" Wan Feng thought to himself. Once he agreed, he would be a captive, and his life and death would not be decided by himself.

He looked around. Although the other party had a large number of people, he was also in the middle stage of foundation building. With the treasure on his body and the open space, he should be able to escape with all his strength, but he couldn't care about these ten disciples.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but Elder Liu has said in advance that we should wait here and not leave without permission. I dare not disobey the elder's order."

"Wan Daoyou, you are not accepting the toast and drinking the penalty wine!" Yan Guang was furious. He stretched out his hand, and a red light flashed. He had a two-foot-long copper rod in his right hand. The rod was thick in front and thin in the back. There were restrictions on the rod head. It was a very powerful magic weapon at first glance.

Yan Guang held the copper rod, his eyes flashing fiercely, "Let's go together and catch these ignorant guys." The audience responded loudly.

The two sides were on the verge of a war.

At this moment, someone suddenly pointed his finger and screamed, "Oh no, there is a Yin beast!"

Everyone turned back in shock, and saw that a large group of green wolves appeared on the south side of the square at some point. These demon wolves had a half-foot-long sharp horn on their foreheads. There were about six or seven hundred of them, rushing towards this side like a black cloud.

The faces of the cultivators of Jiufu Sect and Yuncheng Branch all changed drastically, and the two had no time to fight. I don't know who shouted, turned around and ran, and everyone followed and fled.

The square was empty, with nowhere to hide, only the north had many buildings to hide.

Due to the no-fly restrictions, they could not fly, and could only run wildly on foot. Everyone's cultivation level was high and low, and their speed was naturally fast and slow.

Just talking about the speed of the feet, how could the Qi Refining disciples outrun the horned wolves. It didn't take long for dozens of horned wolves to catch up with the last few disciples.

These people were all disciples of the Nine Talisman Sect. Although there were also Qi Refining disciples in the Yuncheng branch, those who dared to come to the Qingdi Valley were all at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining. However, the Nine Talisman Sect had quite a few disciples at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining who were driven to the Qingdi Valley by Dongmen Tu.

Among these Qi Refining disciples were Shi Feng and Senior Brother Yang. Shi Feng "tried his best" but still fell behind the team. Seeing that the horned wolves were about to pounce on him, he looked up and saw that Wan Feng in front of him was only focused on escaping and had no time to look back. Shi Feng thought to himself: This is a good opportunity to escape!

Thinking of this, Shi Feng deliberately slowed down by half a step. With a cry of surprise, three or four horned wolves had already pounced on him to the ground. Senior Brother Yang and the others in front heard Shi Qi's screams and were so scared that they peed and pissed. Not to mention turning back to save him, they didn't even dare to look back and fled forward desperately.

Shi Feng's nameless body training technique has been formed into the first level. In the past few years, he practiced hard in Hongsongling Cave Mansion, a place where the three qi are mixed. In addition, he obtained white propolis from Shi Yuan Qianli and applied it on it. After absorbing it, his body was as strong as steel and rock, and the horned wolf was no more than a first-level monster. Even if Shi Feng stood there and let it bite him, the horned wolf couldn't bite him.

Of course, Shi Feng would not reveal his true cultivation. He yelled wildly, brandished a single sword, and tried his best to resist the attacking demon wolf.

Everyone caught a glimpse of Shi Qi, a qi refining disciple, being surrounded by horned wolves from a distance. They were thinking that the fight was over when they suddenly heard a loud noise behind them and turned around in shock. They saw a large ball of fire rising into the sky and a pack of wolves howling in fear. , all retreated.

A person ran out from the fire, it was the Qi Refining disciple Shi Qi. He was holding a flame, his sleeves were pulled up, and with a sudden burst of smoke and fire, he screamed and ran wildly, and unexpectedly rushed out of the tight siege.

Wan Feng looked at it and murmured, "Firebird Talisman? This guy is quite wealthy!"

The pale-faced Shi Qisa Yazi ran wildly. In the blazing fire, the horned wolves blocking the way were unable to dodge. They were burned by the flames and fell to the ground wailing.

Once the horned wolf dies, it will make a "clang" sound, and the sharp horns on its forehead will automatically fall off and fall to the ground.

The horned wolf's demon core black crystal was in the sharp corner. Yan Guang looked at the dozens of black crystal sharp corners shining with green light on the ground, and his eyes suddenly revealed a greedy look. He stopped and shouted, "Don't do it." If you run away, just stop here. It’s just a bunch of first-order monsters that scare you.”

Everyone thought: You were the first one to run away just now.

Yan Guang waved the copper stick, "Whoever the hell runs away again, I will smash it down with one stick! We came to the Qingdi Valley to hunt monsters, and we were worried about not being able to find the Yin Beast. Now that these horned wolves have been brought up, wouldn't it be wrong? Better? Let’s go shoulder to shoulder, and everyone will get a share of the ink crystal.”

When the monks saw the sharp black crystals on the ground, their eyes lit up. Except for a few timid ones who were still running forward, most of them stopped.

Yan Guang muttered a few spells in his mouth, waved his hand, and the copper rod was released from his hand, turning into a giant two-foot-long rod in the wind. The front of the row was swept away, and more than a dozen horned wolves died suddenly, with their foreheads pointed and cornered.

Seeing this, everyone became more courageous and took out the magic weapons from their storage bags. For a moment, the wind roared, colorful lights flashed, and the dozens of horned wolves running in the front were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

The horned wolves were only first-level monsters and were very weak. Moreover, these horned wolves were panting. It was obvious that they had fled all the way and exhausted their strength. They were attacked head-on by Yan Guang and other monks, and suffered heavy casualties immediately.

If it were a monster with higher intelligence, it would have turned around and fled long ago if it saw that the strength difference between the two sides was too big. However, the first-level Yin beasts had almost no intelligence and acted purely on instinct. They smelled the human scent and became furious. Although their companions around them were being killed continuously, they still came up like a tide.

After all, Yan Guang was also the leader of the hall, and he knew how to command and dispatch. He shouted loudly and asked his cultivators to stand in two rows. Following his orders, the two groups of cultivators took turns to attack.

As a result, the magical weapons shone, one after another, and the horned wolves rushed to a distance of ten feet from everyone, and were killed one after another, unable to move forward any further.

Everyone was overjoyed. Those who had been hiding in the distance to watch, and those who were ready to run away at any time, also ran back.

The battle lasted for less than half an hour, and most of the horned wolves were wiped out, with less than two hundred remaining. There were five or six foundation-building monks on the human side, and it was only a matter of time before all the wolves were wiped out.

At this time, the monks' minds gradually stopped focusing on the battle. While they were wielding magic weapons to entangle the horned wolf, their eyes kept scanning towards the sharp-horned black crystals scattered on the ground.

Some people are already thinking about starting to collect black crystals.

Seeing this, Yan Guang put away the copper rod, reached out with his right hand, and took out a palm-sized cloth bag. He fired out a magic formula, and the cloth bag flew out with a "swish", turning into a four-foot-square size in the wind, and flew close to the ground. There was a whirlwind at the mouth of the bag, and the sharp corners of the ground were sucked into the bag.

Yan Guang laughed loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the bag returned to his hand, "Yan will put these black crystals away first, and then distribute them."

Many monks in the Yuncheng branch knew that Yan Guang had always been domineering, and once Mo Jing was in his hands, who knew how much he could distribute among them. But Yan Guang had the highest cultivation level and was the leader of the trip, so everyone dared not speak out in anger.

Fortunately, Yan Guang just cast a spell to sweep away the existing ink crystals on the ground, but there were still one or two hundred horned wolves in the field. These horned wolves were constantly killed, and new sharp horns continued to fall. These ink crystals continued to fall. Jing Yanguang did not intervene again.

As a result, everyone spent one-third of their energy fighting the Yin Beast, and the other half of their energy fighting for the Black Crystal.

Just when everyone was surrounding the horned wolf, looting and fighting, a man not only did not go up to grab it, but instead withdrew from the crowd and retreated more than ten feet. This man was Shi Qi.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and a trace of horror flashed across his eyes. He tried to calm down, looked around, turned around and ran north.

Everyone was surrounding and killing the horned wolf, and no one paid attention to him. Even if one or two people occasionally caught a glimpse of him, they just laughed secretly in their hearts. This guy just escaped from the pack of wolves and saved his life, but his courage was already shattered. , running around like a headless fly.

Senior Brother Yang mingled in the crowd, brandishing a soft whip and shouting for a fierce battle. However, if you look closely, you can see that his whip did not attack the horned wolf at all. Instead, when no one was paying attention, he quickly rolled up a sharp black crystal and put it in his sleeve. .

He was extremely smart, and he would not touch the black crystals that fell in the field in full view of the public, but the magic weapons were flying around, the wolves were scurrying around, and some of the sharp black crystals always collapsed and flew out.

Although Senior Brother Yang was only a Qi Refining disciple, he was agile and nimble. He aimed at the black crystals that fell into the corners or bushes and took decisive action. He actually took advantage of the chaos and rolled up four black crystals with his whip.

The scene was chaotic and no one paid attention to him, a Qi Refining disciple, which made Senior Brother Yang secretly proud.

Seeing a horned wolf hit by a hammer, flying out and falling behind a stone statue on the left, Senior Brother Yang quickly took a flash step and slipped behind the big stone statue. With a soft whip, he had already rolled up the sharp-horned black crystal.

Just as he was about to put away the whip, his eyes suddenly blurred and the black crystal disappeared out of thin air. Senior Brother Yang was startled. When he was wondering who took away the treasure he had obtained in an instant, he suddenly felt a surge of Yin Qi from the right side. Before he could make any move, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and he couldn't help but screamed.

Everyone was scrambling for the black crystal when they heard someone screaming behind the stone statue on the left. They turned their heads to look and saw a round object flying into the sky. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a human head!

Then the limbs of the headless corpse were torn apart, and the disciple of the Nine Talisman Sect was cut into pieces in an instant.

Everyone took a breath of cold air. The person who did it was too fast! The Qi Refining disciple only screamed once, and his head flew off.

Someone couldn't help but shout, "Who is hiding there?!"

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of cold wind rolled up beside the stone statue, and a ball of black light gradually turned from blurry to clear, revealing a scorpion the size of an eight-immortal table.

The scorpion was as black as ink, with its tail stinger hanging upside down, and its two claws were like two large iron pliers. There was a circle of white hair on the scorpion's head, and at first glance, it looked like a human face.

What's more terrifying is that a pair of seven-foot-long thin wings grew on both sides of the abdomen of this giant scorpion, allowing it to float in the air.

Wan Feng muttered, "Ghost-faced flying scorpion! This is a second-level monster, how can it appear on the surface?"

Yan Guang's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said, "Who cares what second-level monster it is, let's go together and kill it."

He waved the copper rod and was about to command his men to besiege the ghost scorpion. Suddenly, his hand trembled and he stopped, looking at the square behind the giant scorpion.

The inner valley was originally gray and misty, and wisps of black mist could be seen from time to time. This scene was commonplace and no one cared.

At this moment, after a careful observation, it was discovered that behind the giant scorpion, groups of black mist were rapidly surging, following behind the giant scorpion, and then the black light kept flashing. Every time it flashed, a group of black mist turned into a ghost-faced scorpion. In a moment, the opposite side was a sea of ​​scorpions.