Chapter 32

The Battle of the Spirit Cleansing Herb

Yan Qingyan's eyes suddenly widened.

Who is this?

They are fighting in a place full of spiritual plants, what a waste of resources!

The ravine before my eyes was only the brown color of the soil with a few dots of green, but it was particularly glaring.

Looking up, on the other side of the ravine, countless large rocks were smashed into powder along the way, and countless spiritual plants that were naturally grown were destroyed.

Yan Qingyan's anger suddenly rose.

If anyone disturbs my mood, disturb them back!

“Go and have a look!”

The two of them lurked in the direction of the spiritual power fluctuations.

In the middle of the valley.

hold head high--

A dragon roar filled with tremendous rage resounded throughout the valley, setting off endless echoes.

Yan Qingyan hid behind a huge rock not far away, her eyes wide open.

Wind Wing Dragon!

Level three spiritual beast!

"There is actually a third-level spirit beast in the secret realm. How can a group of low-level cultivators who are at most in the initial stage of foundation building deal with it? This is the second out-of-scope question we have encountered since the strange fire. Could it be that this third-level wind-winged dragon is also abnormal?" Yan Qingyan transmitted a message to Ling Mochen.

The third-level spirit beast corresponds to the Jindan stage of the cultivator, and the opposite of the wind-winged dragon...

It’s the flower of the Hehuan Sect!

At this time, he was already in the initial stage of foundation building.

Ling Mochen's eyes were solemn, revealing a hint of confusion. He replied in a voice transmission: "The Five Sources Secret Realm is restricted by restrictions. All spirit beasts in the secret realm cannot be promoted to level three. The level of this spirit beast is indeed puzzling."

"This Wind-Winged Dragon is beyond our ability to contend with. Qingyan, let's retreat first." Ling Mochen suggested through voice transmission.

This place is still some distance away from the entrance to the ancient secret realm. Once we enter the restricted area of ​​the secret realm, the spiritual beasts in the valley will not dare to enter.

Yan Qingyan stared at Hua Duoer's back, with no intention of retreating at all.

She remembered that this person knew where the Spirit Cleansing Herb was.

The empty valley was filled with dust.

A dragon roar cleared a large area between the valleys.

The huge dragon head looked down at the tiny figure on the ground and breathed out dragon breath viciously.

"Hey boy, hand over the Spirit Cleansing Herb!"

Spirit beasts above level three can speak human language.

Yan Qingyan confirmed in her heart that this was indeed a spiritual beast comparable to a Jindan Zhenren!

Huaduo's face was as pale as snow, and a drop of crimson slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth.

His thin lips slowly revealed a faint smile, and he spoke calmly, his voice as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate, "Using a secret method to forcibly enter the third level, Fengyi Jiao, for a spiritual herb, you have cut off your own lifespan, is it worth it?"

The Spirit Washing Grass can wash away the worst spiritual root in a cultivator's aptitude and is a treasure for cultivators with multiple spiritual roots.

The Spirit Washing Grass can also purify the impurities in the beast core of spirit beasts, and is also a treasure in the hearts of all spirit beasts with low blood purity.

Hearing this, Yan Qingyan understood.

It turns out that it is a secret method of exchanging lifespan for cultivation to forcibly improve one's skills. No wonder.

Hearing the words "washing spirit grass" and seeing Qingyan's hands suddenly tense up, Ling Mochen understood.

Retreat was impossible.

How could a cultivator be afraid and retreat when faced with an opportunity?

"Boy, since you are looking for death, I will grant your wish!" Feng Yi Jiao used his beast skills again.

The wrath of dragon's breath!

hold head high--

A storm mixed with wind blades rushed towards the flowers.

Countless spiritual flowers and herbs were crushed into dust by the aftermath.

Yan Qingyan's face immediately turned dark.

To destroy spiritual plants in front of a wood-type mutant who is also a spiritual plant master is like crushing an alchemy furnace and extinguishing the strange fire in front of an alchemist.

She sent a voice transmission to Ling Mochen again, "Mochen, do you know the inside story of the Hehuan Sect? For example, if a disciple wants to find someone, do they have a very powerful means of investigation that even the Disguise Pill cannot cover up?"

She wanted to kill the dragon and then snatch the Spirit Cleansing Herb from the flower's storage space.

But stealing the treasure is secondary. The key is how to hide it.

The secret of the Xiling Grass must not be discovered by anyone!

Ling Mochen pondered. Qingyan's description was too straightforward. One could tell what she was up to. He said with a helpless and tolerant look on his face, "The Hehuan Sect is not a big sect, but it has a very deep background. No one knows how many cards they have. The sect's reputation is also in disrepute. All righteous people try their best to distance themselves from it. However, this place is the second level of the inner realm of the Five Origins Secret Realm. As long as Hua Duo'er's life card is not broken and she doesn't look directly at our true faces, there is no need to worry."

"That's good." Yan Qingyan narrowed her eyes.

The momentum of the third-level Wind Wing Dragon is gradually weakening. Hua Duoer has many cards up her sleeve, and although her methods are endless, most of them rely on external objects, and they will eventually run out.

After one stick of incense.

Hua Duo'er's calm expression began to turn a little anxious. He suddenly took out a spiritual herb and threw it towards the side of the valley, shouting, "I will destroy this spiritual herb rather than leave it to you, a beast!"

The voice was mixed with spiritual power, echoing in the valley like a huge bell.

“Wind Blade!”

After saying that, Hua Duo used magic to attack the Spirit Washing Grass.

"Oh no!" Yan Qingyan was shocked.

The flower was thrown to the other side, which was very far away from Yan Qingyan and the others. Even if they took action at this time, it would be too late!

At the critical moment, the Wind Wing Dragon opened its bloody mouth and flew towards the direction of the Spirit Washing Grass, resisting Hua Duo'er's full-strength attack.

Sudden!

Several monks in purple robes suddenly appeared from one side of the valley, and three-color magic lights hit the dragon's head.

boom! Boom!

"uh-huh!"

Feng Yi Jiao tilted his body in pain, but still forced himself to bite the Xi Ling Grass.

Luo Zi was so anxious that sweat was pouring down his forehead. He waved out the silk magic weapon and rolled it towards the Xiling Grass.

Snatching food from the mouth of a third-level spirit beast, even if it is a frivolous third-level beast, is bold enough.

"How dare you be so presumptuous!"

Fengyi Jiao was furious. After beating one, another group came. It was endless!

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen also focused their eyes on the spirit-cleansing grass, praying silently that it would not be eaten by the spirit beast!

Just as Luo Zi and Feng Yi Jiao were fighting for the ownership of the Spirit Cleansing Grass...

boom! ! ! ! !

The 'Spirit Cleansing Grass' suddenly exploded, forming a violent vortex of spiritual energy on the spot.

"What?!"

Luo Zi immediately opened the Vajra Talisman and retreated violently. Feng Yi Jiao had no time to react and was hit hard.

The secret method to improve the realm is time-limited, and the Wind Wing Dragon's aura has begun to fall towards that of a second-level spirit beast.

Yan Qingyan was stunned, and then suddenly shocked.

Where are the flowers? !

At this time, there were no more flowers in the venue.

"Damn it, a trick?!"

"Where's the person? Ran away?!"

"An ordinary trick can't simulate the breath so realistically. What he took out at the beginning was definitely the real spiritual cleansing grass, but the one he threw out was not!" Luo Zi gasped heavily, his face looked extremely ugly.

I was tricked!

He had spotted them a long time ago!

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen looked at each other.

She had just sensed a strong scent of spiritual herbs, the smell was consistent with the spiritual herbs described in the book.

Yan Qingyan closed her eyes, mobilized all the wood-related abilities in her body, and carefully searched for that breath.

After a while.

"Huh?"

Yan Qingyan suddenly opened her eyes and shifted her gaze towards a slope on the battlefield.

There is the scent of spiritual cleansing grass there!