A small casual cultivator!

"Okay, here you go!"

The originally weak tree demon's aura suddenly boiled over, and even densely packed fangs grew out of its mouth.

"not good!"

Everyone felt a chill and without giving it much thought, they immediately deployed their own defensive magic weapons.

As soon as he finished speaking, the tree demon seemed to have burned out the last of its life force. Its body quickly withered and dried up, and all its spiritual energy gathered in its roots. The next moment, the roots rushed towards everyone like a tidal wave.

Each of these tree roots is stronger than diamond!

"what!"

A scream was heard. It turned out that the magic weapon of a male disciple with weak cultivation could not hold up and was broken into pieces. Then his body was attacked and fell heavily to the ground. He was covered in blood and had no breath.

"Junior Brother Yang!"

Seeing the blood everywhere, everyone roared in grief and anger. Seeing that the tree demon had no more strength left, they shouted fiercely: "Tree demon, die!"

Without the formation blocking it, the tree demon was immediately broken into several pieces by the sword energy attacks.

"Junior Brother Yang."

After seeing the tree demon die, several disciples immediately came to the dead man, feeling heartbroken.

However, Senior Brother Zhou ignored it and walked forward, stood in front of the remains of the tree monster, and slapped it with his palm.

The body of the tree demon exploded immediately, revealing a fist-sized green tree heart.

"Two hundred years of Liu Muxin, not bad, not bad."

Looking at this thing, Senior Brother Zhou's eyes became extremely hot and he immediately sucked it in.

"Brother Zhou, Junior Brother Yang came to participate in this mission because he wanted Liu Muxin to heal his sister. Now that he has unfortunately passed away, his share of Liu Muxin will be left to his sister. How do you think?"

The young disciple named Li stepped forward and said solemnly.

"This is natural. Please rest assured, Junior Brother Li."

Senior Brother Zhou nodded slightly, looked at the bloody corpse, and sighed in great pain: "Alas, Junior Brother Yang was also a rare genius. I am also responsible for his death. After returning to the sect, I will voluntarily go to the Law Enforcement Hall to accept the punishment and reflect on my mistakes."

“Senior Brother Zhou, there’s no need to blame yourself too much. Life and death are determined by fate. It’s inevitable that we will die while slaying demons and eliminating evil. Junior Brother Yang... you just don’t have enough luck.” A female disciple stepped forward and said.

"Brother Zhou, wasn't the news leaked? Why didn't anyone come to stop it?" The young male disciple next to him asked in confusion, frowning.

"Perhaps they saw that we were outnumbered and didn't dare to covet us," Senior Brother Zhou replied, and then said, "Let's go. We can't stay here for long. Let's get out quickly and find a place to recover our energy first."

"Ah."

Everyone nodded and flew out to the cave entrance.

"not good!"

However, when flying out of the cave, he found that the surrounding scene had changed. The light dissipated, and it became a hideous scene like hell.

"This is a big formation!"

After seeing what was going on, some people immediately screamed in fear.

"Senior Brother Zhou?"

"Where's Brother Zhou?"

Realizing that something was wrong, several people immediately turned their attention to the backbone, however, the handsome figure had disappeared.

"Hehehe." Suddenly, a cold laugh was heard and everyone's face changed drastically.

I saw an evil man in black slowly walking out of the black fog in front. He was holding a black flag with a skull printed on it in his left hand and a formation plate emitting red light in his right hand.

Looking at the panicked crowd, he greedily took a deep breath, and then said intoxicatedly: "The smell of the immortal sect disciples is really wonderful. It is most suitable for me to practice the corpse transformation method."

"How could a demon appear here?!"

Everyone's faces turned pale. Immortals and demons were mortal enemies, and usually only one of them would survive when they met.

"Brother Li, what should we do?"

The other people looked at the young man in panic. It was obvious that he had the highest cultivation level among them.

At this time, the disciple's face was already very gloomy. He walked out with a sword and asked, "You are a scattered demon, and you dare to attack our disciples of the immortal sect. Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by thousands of miles?"

"Immortal Sect? Haha, threatening me? I hate being threatened the most. Well, after I catch you, I will take the essence of all those delicate sisters behind you." The man smiled sinisterly and held up the ghost flag.

The next moment, skulls covered with black smoke flew out from the flag and bit towards the crowd.

"not good."

"magic weapon!"

Everyone took out their weapons to fight against it.

……

Outside the formation, on top of a mountain, Senior Brother Zhou stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the black smoke in front of him. The sounds of fighting inside were very clear, but his gaze was always like a deep lake, without a single ripple.

Soon, the man flew back to his side and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou is indeed worthy of being an inner disciple of Zhengyang Sect. He keeps his word and keeps his promise. I was really afraid that you would attack me."

Senior Brother Zhou glanced at him, waved his hand, and a corpse appeared. He said, "Are these disciples enough to exchange for Liu Muxin?"

The man collected the corpse of the disciple surnamed You and laughed, "That's enough, that's enough. I look forward to our next cooperation."

Senior Brother Zhou waved his sleeves and said calmly, "I am a fairy, and you are a demon. The next time we meet, it may be a matter of life and death."

"I believe Brother Zhou will show mercy." The man smiled strangely.

"My fellow disciples are all geniuses in the sect. They are not easy to deal with. Be careful not to let them escape."

"Don't worry, in my Heavenly Wolf Smoke, their true energy can only last for a quarter of an hour at most." The demon was not worried, as if he was sure of victory.

"That's good."

After taking a look at the demonic smoke in the air, he turned and left.

In the formation.

"Brother Li, what should we do? These ghosts are too difficult to deal with. They can even devour my inner energy. I can't hold on for much longer."

A pale-faced woman chopped off a skull with a sword and said tiredly, covering her chest.

The disciple looked at the endless black smoke and said as if he had made up his mind, "There is only one plan that works now, which is to use the talisman to self-destruct the magic weapon together. Maybe we can blow a hole in the evil smoke."

"Using the talisman to self-destruct the magic weapon, the power of the explosion alone is enough to seriously injure us. If we can't break it, won't we be completely powerless to fight back?"

"If we continue like this, we will all die here!" the young man said resolutely.

"I believe in Brother Li."

"I believe it too." The two female disciples gritted their teeth and agreed.

"I have the highest level of cultivation. If I can hold him back after breaking the formation, you can take the opportunity to escape quickly." The young man surnamed Li ordered.

"This... Senior Brother Li, you are alone." After the other people looked at each other, they hesitated, "Senior Brother Li, how about we hold on for a while and wait for Senior Brother Zhou to rescue us? He must have been trapped in another formation by the devil."

The young man's eyes flickered constantly, but he finally nodded. After all, his method was too risky and had to be used with caution.

……

Time flies, the sun sets, and before you know it it is dusk.

Deep in the white clouds.

"The poisonous miasma is starting to get thicker. We have to go back."

Lu Luan walked out of a cave with his brows slightly furrowed. The wisp of mist around him penetrated into his body and made him feel very uncomfortable. It was almost enough, so he decided to return.

These are not ordinary miasma. If you are in them, not only will you be poisoned, but it will also paralyze your senses and cause hallucinations. If you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff and die. In this case, you will basically be unable to resist if you encounter monsters.

Lu Luan doesn't want to die here.

Then he quickly went down the mountain.

Touching the bulging storage bag, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Although they are all low-level spiritual medicines, the advantage is that there are a lot of them. After exchanging them for spiritual pills, they are enough for me to break through to the peak of the third level of Qi Refining. I didn't expect that this trip to the secret place would yield such a great harvest. It seems that I have to make a note of it and come back again in five years."

Although he was on the periphery during the day, he had collected all the medicinal herbs with the slightest spiritual charm into his storage bag. Generally speaking, few of the guys who went deeper probably had as much harvest as he did.

Moreover, he did not encounter any major danger during this period. In comparison, he should be the biggest winner in this secret place.

……

"Ok?"

"Wang family!"

When he reached a stream, he saw several people fighting with three monsters. One of the young men was Wang Zheng.

Lu Luan carefully hid himself, watching the scene in front of him, and thought to himself: "What made the three monsters so angry? It seems that I stole some precious treasure from them."

"Master, we will drag these three monsters with us. You go to the exit and wait for us."

Those people might be afraid that something might happen to Wang Zheng here, so they asked him to leave first.

"Okay, be careful."

Wang Zheng nodded and immediately ran away.

"hehe."

Looking at this scene, Lu Luan showed a malicious smile.

The figure moved, changed direction, and ran away.

After a while, he appeared at a fork in the road.

"Stop, kid. Stop now."

Wang Zheng saw him and shouted loudly.

Lu Luan also stopped.

When he came to him, he asked, "Master Wang, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just like your storage bag. Hand it over quickly, or you will die in it." A long sword appeared in Wang Zheng's hand and he looked at him threateningly.

"magic weapon!"

Lu Luan was shocked. Wang Zheng was only at the second level of Qi Refining, but he didn't expect that he also had a magic weapon. However, it made sense. Although the Wang family had hundreds of people, there were only about twenty people with spiritual roots. Wang Zheng was the grandson of the head of the family and his talent seemed to be pretty good in Fengcheng. Naturally, he was doted on, and it was normal for him to have a magic weapon.

"You know this is a magic weapon, but why don't you hurry up? Otherwise, I will kill you with one sword." It seems that he is usually arrogant and doesn't know how to restrain himself now that he is alone.

Lu Luan hid his realm, so he couldn't see it and thought he was just an ordinary cultivator with a similar level of cultivation as himself.

"Master Wang, please spare my life. Master Wang, please spare my life."

Lu Luan lowered his head, looking extremely humble, and quickly took off the storage bag and handed it over.

"That's pretty much it."

Wang Zheng was very satisfied. He put the sword behind his back and reached out to take it.

"puff!"

But just when he was about to touch it, the sword flashed, and his pupils suddenly bulged. He covered his neck, which was bleeding, with both hands, his face full of disbelief and fear.

"you you……"

He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it. His eyes went dark, and he slowly fell down, without a breath.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Lu Luan put away his sword and said softly, "It went well."

He was waiting for this chance to kill with one strike, to catch him off guard and not give him the chance to use his magic weapon. Wang Zheng was the young master of the family, so he must have something to save his life. If he acted rashly, there would be many variables.

"You probably never thought you would end up like this."

Lu Luan said silently that his great revenge had been achieved and he was in a very good mood now. He quickly took off his storage bag.

Then he swung his sword again, and the scorching flames of the sword immediately burned the corpse.

He looked at the cracked magic weapon lying on the side, shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity for this magic weapon. The runes have collapsed, but the remaining fragments can still be used to make some money."

When the master died, the magic weapon would also break into pieces. After putting the fragments into the storage bag, he left quickly.

Silently, as for Wang Zheng, the flames burned out and only ashes were left on the ground. When the breeze blew, the ashes disappeared.

……

After running far away, Lu Luan slowly stopped and said expectantly: "It's time to see what good things are inside."

Next, he took out Wang Zheng’s storage bag, opened it, and his whole expression was filled with surprise.

"There is actually a snake-patterned Ganoderma lucidum!"