"As the first true disciple accepted by the Sect Master of the Ancient Sect of the Foxia Sect, isn't it slow to cultivate to the late stage of the eighth level of the Golden Pill at your age?"

"The confidence you give yourself? Your confidence is too blind."

Lu Shenliang exuded a breath of pricking the sky and killing the earth. She looked at the golden elixir that fell from the sky and felt ridiculous.

Inside the Thirty-One Peak of Xuantian.

Feng Qianruo and Zheng Xianxian were in front of the Xuantian Sect’s mountain protection array.

The formation pivot of the Xuantian Sect’s mountain protection array is a two-meter-long black crystal, emitting a hazy black light, but Feng Qianruo and Zheng Xianxian were pale.

The two looked at each other, their teeth trembling.

Feng Qianruo flattened his mouth, "Senior Brother..." He wanted to say something for a moment, but couldn't say it.

Zheng Xianxian also stuttered: "Junior brother..." He also wanted to say something for a moment, but he couldn't speak.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment and suddenly spoke at the same time, "It's so terrible..."

After this sound, the two of them returned to normal slightly.

Zheng Xianxian was trembling all over, "Lu Shenliang actually slashed the eldest disciple of the Sect Master of the Gu Sect with one sword. What should I do?"

Feng Qianruo was also trembling, "She is not a broken pill, how could this sword aura be so strong? Why was even the cultivator at the eighth level of the Golden Pill killed by her with one sword?"

Zheng Xianxian was shaking even harder, "Wouldn't she have dealt with us before..."

Lu Shenliang reached out and grabbed the golden elixir that fell from the air.

Pan Xiuchun's golden elixir was the size of a human head. When it fell into Lu Shenliang's hands, it radiated light surged all over its body, as if it wanted to fight Lu Shenliang.

But countless tiny sword auras suddenly surged between Lu Shenliang's palms and fingers, and the sword aura was lingering in rays, and the golden elixir light instantly forced the light of the golden elixir.

The elixir of this golden elixir quickly condensed on the surface, forming a dull hard shell.

"Are you Zhou Huayou?"

She put away the golden elixir casually, then looked at somewhere in the flying clouds ahead, and said calmly: "You have just arrived to help me. My junior brother Wang Li has a pretty good vision."

Zhou Huayou's figure appeared behind the cloud she was staring at.

She looked at Lu Shenliang with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that your sword aura would have been cultivated to this level. Even Pan Xiuchun couldn't stop your sword, but you killed Pan Xiuchun with one sword. The ancient sect of the Gu Xia must have been killed.

I won't let you go."

Lu Shenliang glanced at her and said, "It seems that if I ignore Pan Xiuchun, the Gu Sect of Foxia will give up on Wang Li and me."

Zhou Huayou was speechless.

"The big change is right in front of you." Lu Shenliang raised his head and looked at the sky, saying, "When the sword is out of the sheath, don't think about things as you used to."

Zhou Huayou was stunned, "What a big change?"

Lu Shenliang said: "The tide of beasts sweeping across the four continents is coming."

"Beast tide... the beast tide sweeping across the four continents?" Zhou Huayou was unbelievable.

...

"It's so uncomfortable, Ling Qi!"

Xin Ming's voice sounded.

He is at the bottom of a huge mine pit.

Ling Qi was not far away from him.

This huge mine is a huge basin, and even at a height of hundreds of feet, the edge of the basin cannot be seen.

Just about fifty feet above the ground, there was a thick layer of black cumulus clouds like iron helmets.

The thick clouds were confined by the strange laws of vitality and did not flow at all.

There are countless dust particles floating inside it, and there are also a lot of pure gold powder.

While blocking all external energy from flowing into this basin, it also absorbs some of the only metamorphic spiritual energy in this basin.

So there is no spiritual energy in this huge basin.

Most of the time, it is dark here.

Only one hour at noon did the bottom of this basin be slightly brighter, like dusk.

This is the cumulus cave.

It is a desperate place that Miluo Temple has been exploring for thousands of years.

As long as a monk enters this kind of place, his realm will cut off the upward passage.

For tens of thousands of years, there are more than 130 desperate places where Miluo Temple has been exploring and obtaining available practice resources from it. However, in terms of the difficulty of survival and the harsh environment for monks,

Cumulus Caves can rank at least the top five.

The temperature changes in this huge basin are very severe.

Within one day, it was in high temperature for six hours. The huge basin under the thick clouds like an iron helmet was like a oven, and the ground could easily bake eggs. The temperature was rapid for the other six hours.

Lower, and when it is coldest, you can breathe into ice.

During these twelve hours, in two, many areas will produce spiritual poisons, and in four hours, the cumulus clouds covering this huge basin will cause rain.

The rain it drops contains highly poisonous content, which will quickly corrode the flesh and blood of monks.

It will take two hours for the large and small puddles formed after the rain to completely disappear.

In this way, in this cumulus cave, monks can walk in this cumulus cave every day, and only explore for four hours at most.

During these four hours, Xin Ming and Ling Qi must find enough ore and spiritual crystals to exchange, and at the same time, they must find something that can last for them until tomorrow.

Food, medicinal materials... In this desperate place, where true energy will only be consumed every day and cannot be supplemented, the only difference between monks and ordinary people is probably that in the previous practice, the vitality of the body will be stronger.

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The vitality of the flesh is stronger, which means that you can last longer and suffer more sin in this place.

If it weren't for monks, those ordinary people from the secular world would not have lived in such places for more than five days.

The reason why the Cumulus Cave, the desperate place, has kept the Miluo Temple in a strong interest for tens of thousands of years is that several special ores and spiritual crystals are produced here.

One is called the Deyun Dharma Crystal.

As a coating spiritual material for many large magic weapons and magic weapons, this magic crystal can prevent the disintegration of many large magic weapons from jumping in the void when they avoid excessive fluctuations in their own vitality.

A type of singling stone.

This kind of ore can be used to arrange the best spirit gathering array.

But the rarest of these are the two spiritual crystals called Fase Crystal and Fuyuan Sheng Crystal. The former can clear the mind and wisdom, and can refine magic tools that enhance spiritual intelligence, which can be used to control some monsters with insufficient spiritual intelligence.

The latter can improve the level of the magic weapon and add more energy attributes to the power of the magic weapon.

The value of Fuyuan Shengjing is the most amazing. It was originally the highest yield in this cumulus cave, but this huge mine was originally formed since the ancient times. The powerful sects discovered Fuyuan Shengjing and came to Miluo.

The discovery and entry of the cumulus cave in the temple begins, and the number of floating Yuansheng crystals remaining in the cumulus cave is extremely rare.

In fact, among the most interested in the Demon Rhyme Dharma Crystal, Spirit Swallowing Stone, Dharma Sewing Crystal and Fuyuan Sheng Crystal, only Spirit Swallowing Stone is quite common in the Cumulus Cave.

But the so-called common is that half of all monks walking in this cumulus cave can find a spiritual swallowing stone the size of a nail in one day.

The minimum requirement for the monks who were thrown into the cumulus cave in Miluo Temple is such a spirit-swalking stone.

If you can hand over a spirit-swalking stone of this size, you can exchange it for a spirit-replenishing pill.

This spirit-replenishing pill can only ensure that its own spiritual charm does not fall.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people, the Miluo Temple is a practice of fishing in a dry pond. Shouldn’t these monks discover more ore and spiritual crystals be allowed to survive in such a place better?

But this kind of gentleness has never been the style of Mira's dojo.

Miluo Temple has always used the most extreme means to squeeze the growth of its own sect monks, especially for these prisoners who were exiled here, they will never be kind.

They will use the most cruel laws of competition to make all monks in it compete for their lives while plundering the resources they want for them.

As for death, it is a way to oppress more potential.

The more monks died, the more monks they would have to supplement them.

Compared with the time in Baiguzhou, Xin Ming and Ling Qi can even be described as losing their human form.

Both of them were withered. They were covered with mottled cloth strips, and fresh blood or smelly pus and blood were faintly revealed on the cloth strips.

Both of them seemed to be seriously insufficient in water. When Xin Ming was wailing, the sound in his throat gave people a dry and hoarse feeling, like a pile of sand rubbing.

A drop of blood sprouted from the corners of his dry and cracked lips. It had just appeared, and several insects like flies had already flew over and sucked the drop of blood completely.

Xin Ming grabbed these insects and threw them into his mouth as peanuts, chewed them and then swallowed them.

It probably tastes really bad.

Although he seemed to swallow it very simply, he couldn't help but retching.

Ling Qi rubbed his legs silently.

He has walked too many roads today, and his legs have changed from soreness to numbness, and he is about to lose consciousness.
To be continued...