Under the leadership of Zhu Ling and Zhu Yuchun, Lu Xiaotian and others flew all the way. At this time, the injuries on Su Qing's legs had initially healed, and she could walk as usual, and it would not affect normal combat. As Zhu Yuchun said, once they reunited with Luo Qian, and after Luo Qian's injuries were cured, their small team was indeed strong to a certain extent.
"Right in front, Senior Brother Luo escaped from the front before." Leng Qiaoyu said loudly, and did not see a look of vigilance flash across Lu Xiaotian's face.
After walking for a few more miles, on a low-lying, dry river bed, three groups of people were fighting with each other. One group was dressed in cloth, with a black sun embroidered on their chests. They were disciples of the Moyang Sect. Fighting alongside them were disciples of the Taiqing Sect.
The other sect is very familiar. There is a simple sword-shaped mark on the chest. They are the disciples of the ancient sword sect, the first sect in the world of Wangyue Cultivation.
There are approximately sixteen or seventeen disciples of Taiqing Sect in Moyang Sect. Each leader is an elite disciple holding a magic weapon.
There are eleven people from the Ancient Sword Sect, headed by a bald and black-faced young man holding a broad sword. However, six of the remaining ten people formed a sword formation. Unexpectedly, the elite disciples of the Taiqing Sect and the seven ordinary disciples of the Taiqing Sect were able to fight against Mo Yang Sect without losing. The remaining people strangled themselves into a ball and decided who would win or lose.
On both sides of the riverbed, there were scattered disciples such as Evil Spirit Valley, Luo Xiao Palace, Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion, and Xutian Sect, standing together in twos and threes, watching the battle. However, these people do not really have the mentality that they should not stay in a place of right and wrong for long. Everyone's eyes were focused on a fruit tree that was more than four feet tall and had an unusually wide crown beside the river bed. There were only a few scattered yellow round fruits on the fruit tree.
"Zhuyanguo!"
Just when Lu Xiaotian thought of this word, Su Qing next to him blurted it out. Not only Su Qing, but also Wu Yan, Zhu Ling and other female cultivators' eyes shone with light. Although Zhu Yanguo has no direct benefit to cultivation, it can be refined into The Beauty Pill can preserve your youth forever. Even if you die of old age, your face will remain the same as the moment you took the Beauty Pill. This is undoubtedly a fatal attraction for some male cultivators who pay more attention to appearance, especially for female cultivators.
In the world of immortality, the number of Yanzhu Dan is even much rarer than that of Jiji Dan. Every time it is circulated, it will be auctioned for a sky-high price. After all, although the lifespan of a Foundation Builder or Golden Core cultivator is much longer than that of a mortal, it is still limited. It is just that the rate of aging is slower than that of a mortal. Most people still want to keep their youthful appearance. After all, no one wants to see themselves looking old and gray-haired.
Lu Xiaotian glanced at him and found Luo Qian, who looked quite tired and bloodless in the crowd, standing with two other unknown Lingxiao Palace disciples. Luo Qian looked a little weak, although he was not dead. In the previous chaos, the state could not be said to be good. In normal times, these three monks, especially when Luo Qian, an elite disciple, is still seriously injured, may not survive long if they are discovered by monks from other sects. However, after the cave collapsed, so many monks from various sects appeared in this ghost place. Moreover, many sects are in groups of three and two, obviously not vendetta against each other before. They suffered heavy casualties under the sneak attack of Xue Ying Yaoxi.
Although Luo Qian's condition is poor, most monks from other sects are not much better, so they are lucky to survive until now. Seeing Su Qing, Wu Yan and others at this time, Luo Qian's extremely pale face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
He was seriously injured by Meng Yu's sneak attack. If the ground subsidence hadn't happened suddenly, he might have died under the siege of several ordinary disciples of the Xuan Bing Sect. Fortunately, he rescued a life from the subsidence. Luo Qian regained consciousness and got a chance to breathe, and hurriedly took a few healing pills. Before he could recover from his injuries, he encountered another blood shadow lizard. Fortunately, he was a powerful thunder cultivator after all. He fought hard despite the injury and finally repelled the blood shadow lizard. He encountered several waves of pursuit by monks from other sects.
Even if he is one of the top ten masters among the Qi Refining monks in Lingxiao Palace, he still can't hold back his energy. After a series of fierce battles, the old wounds on the body have not healed, and new ones have been added. These battles barely gave him any time to breathe. Fortunately, he brought a lot of spirit stones before entering the Bloody Forbidden Land. He could still sustain himself for a while, but the healing elixir was almost exhausted.
The two fellow disciples around him were of average strength, even worse than the injured him. Now Luo Qian was really in a state of despair. With powerful enemies looking around and a battle between monks possibly breaking out at any time, Luo Qian felt quite precarious.
However, if he is asked to leave the group of monks here and go to other places rashly, I am afraid that he will be sucked into a mummy by the Blood Shadow Monster Lizard before long. Therefore, even if you know that you are mixed in the crowd at this time, if a melee breaks out, you will be in danger at any time. But we can only muddle along. The scattered monks from other sects also had the same idea as Luo Qian.
In this extremely unstable situation, Luo Qian's mood could only be described as ecstasy when he suddenly saw Su Qing, Wu Yan and other disciples. But soon, what made Luo Qian feel a little bitter was that Su Qing saw him, but what she shouted was Zhu Yanguo.
It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless. Lu Xiaotian curled his lips, but from Luo Qian's slightly disappointed face, Lu Xiaotian naturally saw that Luo Qian had gained a sense of calmness after many hardships. Since ancient times, the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Previously, he had defeated Luo Qian in the Stone Forest in the Lingtian Peak Domain by relying on powerful spells and a little blinding, but now I'm afraid it won't work anymore.
"Senior Brother Luo!" Wu Yan, Zhu Ling and others greeted Luo Qian one after another. Su Qing could no longer control herself and took a few steps towards Zhuyan Guo.
Lu Xiaotian also looked past Luo Qian and looked at the Zhuyan Fruit. Soon, his heart moved. Under the larger Zhuyan Fruit tree, there were actually a few seedlings and one or two rotten Zhuyan Fruits. It seems that the seedlings should be the buds that sprouted after the rotten fruit fell. This forbidden area is indeed unique, and even strange things like Zhuyan Fruit can grow so easily. Lu Xiaotian felt that although rare items like the Zhuyan Fruit were rare, they were still far inferior to his foundation building. With powerful enemies looking around, he didn't want to risk his life, but at the moment it seemed that the monks' attention was focused on those beauty-resident fruits. He didn't pay much attention to the fruit trees and seedlings, so he didn't have a chance. Thinking of this, Lu Xiaotian felt a little lucky in his heart.
There were not many complete teams around, mostly in twos and threes, and for a small team of eight people like them, after joining Luo Qian, there were as many as four elite disciples. After Su Qing discovered the Zhuyan Fruit, she stepped forward. Although his actions were a bit reckless, he still relied on his own strength.
