The foundation-building cultivator guarding the valley entrance brought six companions with him. It seemed that the people guarding the valley entrance had a greater chance of winning.
However, the battle ended as soon as it began.
After confiscating hundreds of Fire Spirit Crystals from the other party, Jiang Zhao took his junior apprentice nephews and swaggered through the valley entrance and left Yunxin Valley.
Among the group of monks guarding the valley entrance, the leader was a very smart one. When he found that he could not win the battle at the beginning, he immediately gave in.
He decisively took out hundreds of Fire Spirit Crystals and sent the 'God of Killing' away.
When hundreds of Fire Spirit Crystals were given out, the muscles on his smiling face twitched wildly.
I can't bear the pain in my heart, but there's nothing I can do. It's better than losing my life here.
"Brother, why did you send them the Fire Spirit Crystal? How could we be afraid of them?"
The fellow disciple who was in charge of acting as a thug was filled with resentment, as that was the harvest they had gained in two days after they seized the valley entrance.
The leading senior brother sighed and shook his head, "We can't afford to offend Cang Xuan Sect, and we can't afford to offend Cang Xuan Sect's junior uncle even more."
"Then... Did Senior Brother Qi die in vain?"
The person who spoke was a fellow disciple, her tone was urgent and almost tearful.
The leading senior brother looked at the other party deeply and said, "Junior Brother Qi's skills are inferior to others, and his death is not a pity."
The fellow disciple's face turned pale, and she stamped her feet fiercely, saying, "You are afraid of Cang Xuan Sect, but I am not. If you don't avenge Senior Brother Qi, I will go."
"Life and death are determined by fate. It's up to you." The leading senior brother waved his sleeves and turned away.
Because the leader admitted his weakness, the whole team started to quarrel and there were signs of falling apart.
On the other side, Jiang Zhao and his group left Yunxin Valley and headed straight for Linggong Palace.
Passing through the entrance of Yunxin Valley, the narrow and long valley entrance path is winding and rugged, extending all the way upward.
The thick fog obscured the surrounding scenery, and even spiritual consciousness could hardly penetrate it.
Only the sound of their footsteps echoed on the path, and it seemed as if the surroundings were extremely empty.
When the thick fog gradually dissipated, Jiang Zhao found that they were already on the hillside of a cliff.
The mountain road is winding and rugged, and on one side of the cliff is a deep abyss with no bottom in sight.
When Jiang Zhao and his companions lowered their heads to look into the abyss, gusts of wind flew out from the abyss and hit the cliff, leaving a deep mark.
Gao Yu looked around, picked up a large rock not far away, and tried to throw it down.
The boulder rolled down the cliff, and after rolling only ten feet, the strong wind from the abyss cut the boulder into countless pieces.
Jiang Zhao and his group's faces all changed. If anyone accidentally stepped on empty air and fell down, let alone being rescued, they would probably be cut into pieces by the strong wind.
"Stop looking and leave."
Jiang Zhao urged, walked straight to the front and led the way.
Gu Chen and the others withdrew their gazes and followed the steps of the junior master uncle step by step.
"Bah!"
A long howl sounded in the abyss, circling and rising, lingering for a long time.
Jiang Zhao glanced down into the abyss, his face thoughtful.
Judging from the sound of the bird at the bottom of the abyss, its cultivation level is not weak and it should be at the Nascent Soul stage.
I can't afford to offend them. Fortunately, I didn't pass by there, otherwise I would have been chased all over the valley.
Jiang Zhao was secretly rejoicing in his heart. As he walked, he suddenly found that the path under his feet extended downwards.
Jiang Zhao: ???
No way?!
"Junior Master, this road... seems to be going downwards."
Gu Chen spoke in a low voice.
I know, I know, but... there's nothing I can do!
Jiang Zhao's face darkened. Is the Linggong Palace at the bottom of the abyss?!
In silence, Jiang Zhao and his group had entered the range of the abyss.
The light above my head gradually dimmed, and as I walked, a huge blood moon slowly rose into the sky.
Under the blood moon, the entire abyss is like a bloody world.
Tall trees waved their crowns in the blood moon, and vines clung to the rock walls, making rustling sounds.
Along the way, Jiang Zhao and his group have avoided dozens of waves of strong winds.
Those strong winds seemed to fly out from a place at the bottom of the abyss, first hitting the rock wall on one side, then rebounding to the rock wall on the other side, and finally flying into the void, leaving traces on the rock wall.
The further down we went, the stronger the gale became, and the path under our feet gradually turned into smooth and hard black rock.
Except for Jiang Zhao, Gu Chen and others gradually seemed unable to cope with the strong wind.
Each gust of wind is equivalent to a blow from an initial stage foundation-building cultivator, and the density of the gusts makes it even more difficult to deal with.
Jiang Zhao gradually increased his pace and led his junior apprentice nephews through this wave of strong wind.
As they advanced, in front of Jiang Zhao and his group, on the black rocky mountain path, a corpse was lying.
Jiang Zhao took a quick look and recognized him as the leader of the two people who had left the valley entrance before them.
Jiang Zhao remembered that this person was at the ninth level of foundation building, and his companion was at the eighth level of foundation building.
"A fatal blow from behind, and the storage bag and magic weapon on his body are gone."
Fang Hezhou stepped forward to check and said in a deep voice.
"Let's go," Gao Yu said, "We are all busy taking care of ourselves, so how can we care about others, let alone people we don't even know."
"roar!"
As Gao Yu finished speaking, a beast roar sounded from the side.
In a flash, Gao Yu pulled back, swung his sword and stabbed in the direction of the sound beside him. At the same time, he made a hand gesture and slapped out with one palm.
A black shadow flashed by, and its sturdy body stood still. The long sword and a palm filled with spiritual power fell at the same time, causing its body to shake slightly.
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