After confirming that these two mantis monsters were dead, Chang Xi shook his transparent wings as thin as a cicada and half the size of a door panel in his hand. With a slight wave, he could almost float up.

"This is a treasure, maybe it can be used in the future."

He tore off the wings from the back of another mantis monster and put them in the storage bag. He looked at the two extremely sharp scythes, which were from the monsters in the void. It was a rare item outside. Chang Xi rolled up his sleeves and curled all the things that could be taken off from the two mantis monsters.

There is only Chang Xi’s hardworking figure in the poisonous miasma swamp. Even when counting the spoils, Chang Xi still expanded his perception to the maximum. He pressed one hand lightly on the hilt of the sword. If there is any abnormal movement, he can draw the sword at any time.

After a while, the two mantis monsters had become naked, and the demon pill that had been formed in the mantis monster was also taken into the palm of the palm. The demon pill was obviously deeply infected by the virtual air, but I don’t know if it was an illusion, the virtual air that was lingering on the demon pill seemed a little gentler than before. Chang Xi didn’t have time to think about it anymore and stuffed it into the small storage bag before making a conclusion.

Chang Xi stood up and did not rush to leave, but instead pondered.

Many areas in the Mangshan Mausoleum have been infected by the virtual air, and the creatures who survived by chance in the void have changed drastically, and their strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Chang Xi looked at the corpses of the two mantis monsters. He had just carefully identified that these two mantis monsters should be the Scythes Mantis in the Foundation Building Realm. However, the ordinary sickle mantis does not have the ability to hide his body, nor does it have the terrifying ferocious spikes that shoot out afterwards. Even his realm's cultivation has soared to the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm.

Chang Xi was sure that even if such a cruel monster met an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he would have enough power to fight. If the monk was careless and underestimated the enemy, he would even be very likely to hate the hidden magical powers of the mantis monster and the heavy rain.

Chang Xi frowned. Now there is less than 30% of his spiritual power left in his body. If he encounters monsters at the foundation-building level again, it may not be difficult to win, but the spent spiritual power will be extremely difficult to recover. At present, he is alone. If he is not good at ease, he will encounter a void monster with the cultivation level of the Golden Pill Realm or is surrounded by other disciples of ill-intentioned sects, which will be in danger.

"It seems that we must find a way to get a few more seals."

Chang Xi narrowed his eyes slightly and took a step to walk towards the depths of the poisonous malaria swamp.

...

An ancient temple that was not infected by the virtual air.

Under the green jade steps, the disciples of the two sects confronted each other, but the three disciples in the green robe were full of teasing and sarcasm on their faces, and they looked like they were determined to win. The two disciples in the other side, covered in moon-white clothes, were covered in scars and embarrassed.

"Senior Brother Fang, we are making a lot of money now! As expected, it is right to set up an ambush in this ancient temple. Once they see a place that is not infected by the virtual air, they will be anxious like monkeys to find the secret store of inheritance. However, they don't know that the more beautiful the mushrooms are, the more poisonous they are. As long as they set up some small means, they are afraid that the fools will not take the bait?"

A disciple with a pointed-mouthed monkey cheek in the flowery green robe looked frivolous and said sarcastically: "Is this sad and crispy feeling even wonderful?"

"Five Poison Sect, you are too bullying! When we go out, we must report to the master and let you pay the price!" A disciple who looked a little older in the Shenxing Sect was full of anger and scolded loudly. He hugged his palms in his hands as if he was embracing the moon, and used only spiritual power to spread a thick light shield to protect himself and his junior brother behind him.

Two disciples of the Five Poison Sect slashed on the light shield with swords. The tip of the sword pierced the light shield deep into it, and it was constantly deformed, as if it could be broken at any time. But in the end, they tried their best but still failed to break through the last line of defense, and they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The monks of the Qinyue Sect are all good at profound spiritual power. They do not cultivate external objects, breathe in the moonlight, and only learn to use their palms. They are unique in Cangxi with their invincible defensive ability at the same level. They are naturally unique.

But despite this, the older disciple of Qinyue Sect still felt cold sweat flowing on his forehead and bitter in his mouth because the only 20% of his spiritual power in his body had been used up at this moment.

The moon cannot be seen in the Mangshan Mausoleum, and even the moonlight during the day can restore some strength to him. The sacred Fengshu is a poison that is not out of the Five Poisons. It is colorless and tasteless and can drift away with the wind. If you only smell a wisp, you will be limp and unable to speak. You can let others rub it flat and round it.

At this moment, he had to grit his teeth with great perseverance before he did not fall down immediately. However, even though he was extremely perseverance, his palms in the position of holding the moon on his chest began to disobey, and gradually fell down, and the thick light shield was already shaking.

Seeing that the beloved Fengsu began to take effect, the sharp-mouthed disciple of the Five Poison Sect said insidiously: "Turtle shell, do you think the guy who escaped in the chaos just now can call for help you rescue soldiers? Don't dream! The place he ran to was a poisonous miasma swamp, and you will die if you go in. You should accept your fate!"

The two disciples of Qinyue Sect who had been persisting in their hard work turned pale, and their hopes were shattered. The grief Feng Su took the opportunity to expand the results of the battle. The elderly disciple, who was ashamed, collapsed with his palms and fell down, and the light shield turned into a light spot to dissipate.

The disciples of the Five Poison Sect were overjoyed when they saw this and held the sword and wanted to kill the two of them as dead souls under the sword.

At this critical moment, a sixth person suddenly entered this area.

The tip of the sword stopped in front of the older disciple of Qinyue Sect. He collapsed on the ground and turned his head hard. Hope rose in his heart, thinking that maybe it was his junior brother who came back with reinforcements. But when he saw clearly that the visitor was not his junior brother, he closed his eyes in despair.

The only one visitor is.

Chang Xi was still a little happy when the scene in front of him changed from a faint purple to a familiar human appearance, but the next moment, he saw that the two forces in the ancient palace were fighting, and one of them was obviously about to be killed.

"Isn't that area of ​​the poisonous miasma swamp? How could there be a living person coming out from there?" The person in the Five Poison Sect couldn't help swallowing his saliva, unable to believe what he saw in front of him.

He had just pursued the escaped disciple of Qinyue Sect and rashly broke into the poisonous miasma swamp. The protection of the seal could not resist this concentration of poisonous miasma and empty air. He was tortured by the poisonous miasma in just a few breaths. He immediately retreated in panic, and was able to save his life.

The escaped disciple of Qinyue Sect knew that he would die if he turned back, so he had no choice but to risk his life to continue to find a way out in the poisonous miasma swamp, and eventually died tragically in the poisonous miasma swamp.

Chang Xi glanced at the service of the two disciples of Qinyue Sect and compared the man who died tragically in the swamp. I guess that man should be a disciple of Qinyue Sect.

Just looking at the situation on the field, it is difficult to tell which one is right or wrong, but the disciples of the Five Poison Sect do not like it. He looked up at the ancient palace and felt that the gate of the ancient palace was closed and no one should have searched it.

Chang Xi took a step at his feet and walked straight towards the ancient palace.

The three people in the Five Poison Sect looked so gloomy that they could drip out of water.

If an ordinary monk is here, they will not hesitate at all and will directly kill this person and take the seal. However, this person can actually walk out of the poisonous miasma swamp safely and cannot observe the specific level of cultivation. In their spiritual consciousness, they can only sense a hazy area, which makes people unable to touch it.

Chang Xi put his left arm on the hilt of his sword at his waist, walked past them as if no one was around, and stepped onto the steps leading to the ancient temple.

The disciple of the Five Poison Sect, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, shook the mouth of the bottle hidden in his hand to the downwind when Chang Xi was about to walk past him.

When Chang Xi walked past his side and stepped up the stone steps, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, and stabbed him behind Chang Xi in the desperate eyes of the two disciples of Qinyue Sect. His face was covered with ferocious and crazy, as if he had seen the scene of this arrogant and boundless person being penetrated by his sword, kneeling on the ground and being cut off by his head!

The long sword pierced the man's back, but there was no familiar feeling of sharp blades as if they were like a body. He only felt that the figure in front of him was an afterimage!

He was frightened and just wanted to speak out, but his throat felt a chill.

Puff!
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