Therefore, it is almost difficult to discover that within the miasma, there is actually a medicinal valley that no one visits.
However, at this moment, there were dozens of people patrolling back and forth in the miasma.
They were wearing golden robes, with stern expressions, and they were holding weapons tightly. As long as anyone dared to break in, they would turn into dead souls under the sword.
There were a lot of blood stains on the ground, left from the previous battle.
Looking at the blood stains, Liu Yongfei and the others clenched their fists and bit their lower lips.
In his mind, he saw the scene of his fellow disciples being brutally killed again.
Whoosh whoosh!
There were three blasts, and three rays of lightning disappeared into the miasma.
Then, three screams were heard, and the three mid-level spiritual sea monks were killed on the spot.
The other patrolling disciples were shocked and quickly looked in the direction where the arrow flew.
Zhou Qiankun's actions made Liu Yongfei and the others smile bitterly. Although it was said to be a forceful attack, wasn't it too direct?
Zhou Qiankun shot three more arrows, and in the blink of an eye, three more people were killed.
"They're from Taixuanmen. Damn it, they're back!"
"Quickly go and inform the three senior brothers Jin Mo, Xiao Xuan and Yan Li that this person is a bit difficult to deal with."
The patrolling disciples in the miasma shouted and ran in panic towards the direction of Jin Mo, Xiao Xuan and Yan Li.
But Zhou Qiankun was not afraid and continued to shoot arrow after arrow. Each arrow was like the call of death, taking away one life after another.
When Liu Yongfei, Zhao Xuan, Wang Xun, and Meng Huo saw this, they no longer hesitated and waved their weapons one after another to launch a fierce attack on the enemy in the miasma.
Their eyes flashed with anger and hatred, as if they were turning all the grief in their hearts into attack power and pouring it towards the enemy.
In the blink of an eye, none of the patrolling disciples escaped.
Among them, most of them died under Zhou Qiankun's arrows.
Zhou Qiankun did not hide his aura at all, stepped over the corpses of Jinhuang Sect disciples, and walked into the Medicine Valley in a swaggering manner.
In the Medicine Valley, the miasma is no longer there, and the function of that layer of miasma seems to be just to cover up the Medicine Valley from being discovered.
In the medicine valley, the fragrance of medicine filled his nostrils, and Zhou Qiankun stared at the end of the medicine valley.
His intuition told him that there was a great medicine there, at least a top-grade elixir.
At the same time, Jin Mo, Xiao Xuan, and Yan Li stood in front of the great medicine.
The big medicine in front of me has two leaves, one white and one black, with yin and yang energy flowing on them.
Yin-Yang Twin Grass, a top-grade elixir, can help monks with damaged foundations repair their foundations and forcefully break through to a new realm.
Jin Mo and the others looked at the grass, but couldn't get close.
There was a formation blocking them. The three of them looked calm and slowly broke through the formation.
This place is a land of ownership, and the miasma outside is also a formation.
Various signs here show that this is the place discovered by the proud men of heaven before. However, the Yin and Yang Twin Grasses were not yet mature at that time, so they could only set up formations to cover the medicine valley, hoping to open it next time and then enter it to collect it. .
However, I don’t know whether that person broke through to the spiritual platform realm or had an accident. This time he did not come.
Jin Mo frowned and looked at the noisy atmosphere outside.
"This Taixuanmen still has the guts to come again?"
Thunder light flashed, and Jinhuang Sect disciples kept screaming.
Xiao Xuan's face became more solemn.
"The person coming seems to be very strong, and the people outside us can't stop him at all."
The formation patterns in Yan Li's hand kept coming out, and they fell into the formation protecting the Yin-Yang Twin Grass. Every time the formation pattern fell, the formation was melted a little.
He looked at Xiao Xuan and Jin Mo, frowned and said: "It will take some time for me to break this formation. Which of you two will handle it?"
The half-human-high golden ring in Jin Mo's hand floated behind him, with a cold expression.
He was awe-inspiring and said disdainfully: "I'll come as soon as I go. I want to see how much stronger this person is compared to Zhang Qian, who was defeated by me before and escaped with serious injuries!"
In the Medicine Valley, the Jinhuang Sect disciples looked horrified as they looked at the man who looked like the God of Death.
Every time he drew his bow, a disciple of the Jinhuang Sect was killed.
Regardless of whether it is a late-stage spiritual sea cultivator or an early-stage cultivator, under that arrow, all living beings are equal and can only die.
At this moment, Zhou Qiankun hooked his fingers and nocked an arrow again. The power of thunder was condensed, like the sickle of death, aimed at a late-stage spiritual sea monk.
The man's face turned pale and he said in his heart that I was finished.
My legs were weak, and I even lost the courage to escape.
Liu Yongfei, Zhao Xuan, Wang Xun, and Meng Huo stared with big eyes and small eyes, feeling depressed.
Ever since they entered, Zhou Qiankun had been killing everyone all by himself. They just spotted an enemy and were instantly killed by him with one arrow.
Except for killing a few people in the miasma before, there is no sense of participation at all at this moment.
In just ten minutes, half of the Jinhuang Sect's monks had died under his arrows.
At this moment, the four of them finally understood what Zhou Qiankun meant by using his strength to crush him directly.
"Your Excellency is so courageous. You dare to slaughter my Jinhuang Sect disciples wantonly. Do you really not take me, Jin Mo, seriously?"
In the distance, a golden ring flew towards Zhou Qiankun, with a sound that broke through the sky, like a golden lightning bolt.
Zhou Qiankun shot out an arrow and landed on the golden ring, causing the golden ring to fly backwards at a faster speed.
Holding the golden ring with one hand, Jin Mo looked at the lightning arc on the golden ring with a cold expression. With a gentle squeeze, the thunder and lightning dissipated.
He stood on a huge rock, tall and powerful, and his fighting spirit was astonishing, making people's blood boil with excitement.
"It's Senior Brother Jin. Senior Brother Jin is finally here. Now this beast can no longer be rampant!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Senior Brother Jin, if you don't come here, we will all be killed."
"Senior Brother Jin, avenge your dead senior brother!"
The disciples of Jinhuang Sect seemed to have seen a savior and put all their hopes on Jin Mo.
Jin Mo glanced at everyone indifferently, without saying anything, just nodded lightly and turned to Zhou Qiankun.
"Huh? You're only at the middle level of Linghai, but you dare to be so presumptuous?"
Jin Mo's voice was full of disdain and ridicule.
While speaking, Jin Mo took action decisively, and the golden ring in his hand burst into golden light, turning into thousands of phantoms, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and falling towards Zhou Qiankun at the same time.
Seeing Jin Mo use this move, the Jinhuang Sect disciples became excited.
They seemed to see Zhou Qiankun's tragic death without a whole body after this move.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Jin Mo would use this move directly. It seems that he didn't want to waste time. The battle is over."
Liu Yongfei's eyes revealed a hint of worry, and he reminded him softly: "Be careful, this move is called Jinhuang Covering the Sky, and it is one of the three secret techniques of the Jinhuang Sect. The attacks are endless. If you can't get rid of them immediately, you will be attacked continuously." The constant attacks left me unable to fight back, and Senior Brother Zhang Qian was defeated by this move before."
Liu Yongfei's words made Meng Huo, Zhao Xuan, and Wang Xun feel anxious.
Jin Mo looked at Zhou Qiankun with a deadly look. How could he block this move with his mid-level spiritual sea cultivation?
