Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

Inside was a giant eye.

The purple-gold light emanated from that eye, and the dragon roar also came from it.

This is a longan.

She inexplicably recalled the true form of the dragon that she had seen in the underground cave in the Western Regions.

The true form of the dragon has no eyes.

There is actually an eye sealed in the Taihuang Secret Realm.

The purple-gold light, the dragon's roar, and the vague sense of familiarity she had felt before.

She boldly guessed that this sealed eye should be one of the eyes of the purple-gold dragon.

As for why it was sealed here, that was not something she could explore now.

"Don't worry, one day, I will definitely help you get your body back."

She stroked the coffin gently, feeling a little sorry for the dragon.

What a proud creature the dragon is! But in the end, it was blinded and died tragically. It's heartbreaking to think about it.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar was heard from inside again, and the coffin trembled a few times, as if to say: Please.

"elder sister?"

Zhong Yan called out softly, bringing her back to consciousness.

"What's wrong?" she asked him after coming to her senses.

"Sister, you asked me to tell you what happened after I came in, but you didn't listen."

Zhong Ran smiled and said, "Then say it again?"

Zhong Yan was helpless: "Sister, you have something on your mind."

"That's it."

The three of them talked as they walked out of the woods, and dug up a lot of spiritual herbs on the way.

Since they were not going to that tomb, they changed direction.

"You little bitch, if you know what's best for you, just hand over that piece of ore and I'll spare your life. Otherwise..."

The ferocious sound reached the ears of the brother and sister. They looked at each other and rushed over there at the same time.

Ling Ziqiong couldn't keep up with their speed and could only lag far behind.

She felt a little sad. She didn't even have the qualifications to be with such a genius.

On a hillside ahead, several men and women surrounded a girl in a purple dress.

The girl was holding a long purple-red sword, her body was injured, her face was pale, and her breathing was a little disordered.

There were seven men and women in red robes surrounding her, and there were many corpses lying on the ground.

The auras of these seven men and women were also unstable. It was obvious that they had already fought a battle and both sides were injured.

At this moment, it is both the last gamble and a chance to take a breath.

Zi Yutong's face was cold, and her voice was even colder: "Don't even think about it."

The purple-red long diamond in his hand suddenly shot towards a person, emitting a sharp purple-red light.

The person she hit quickly stepped back, and at the same time, the blood moon scimitar in his hand slashed towards her.

The blood-red blade light was like blood, carrying a strong aura of blood and murder.

The other six people also attacked her one after another, each move was extremely sharp.

Zi Yutong's face was cold and her body was as slippery as a loach. Even so, she inevitably aggravated her injuries.

She didn't even have time to take the healing pills.

Zhong Ran accelerated again and soon appeared behind several people. She was even faster and did not use any weapons, but just punched out.

A huge fist quickly hit one of the men in red robes. He had never expected that someone would come from behind. By the time he realized the danger, it was too late to avoid it.

The whole person flew forward and crashed into the ground without any movement.

The rest of the people reacted and turned around, and three more people were hit by Zhong Ran's punches at the same time.

No one could take her punch.

The other three people were so frightened that their faces changed drastically and they quickly attacked her.

Zi Yutong was able to catch her breath, and the purple-red long diamond in her hand wrapped around a female cultivator, strangling her waist.

The other two were also killed by Zhong Ran's fist, and no one could get up.

Zi Yutong looked at Zhong Ran warily, her voice cold: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for saving my life."

Zhong Ran waved her hand: "Senior Sister, you don't have to be polite. These people must be evil people, right?"

Zi Yutong was stunned. She didn't expect Zhong Ran to call her senior sister.

The two looked at each other before she continued, "My name is Zi Yutong, and I'm twenty-four years old."

"My name is Zhong Ran, and I'm twenty years old."

"What? You're Zhong Ran?" Zi Yutong's eyes widened as she looked her up and down. "What's your cultivation level?"

Legend has it that Zhong Ran is extremely talented, especially in alchemy, formations and talismans. He is already a fifth-level master at such a young age.

But according to legend, she is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Everyone says that her actual combat ability must be zero.

Those people are all Nascent Soul cultivators, and their strength is not low.

She killed all the Jindan cultivators and quite a few Yuanying cultivators as well, but the remaining ones must be extremely powerful.

There were so many people, but no one could take her punch.

When she swept her spiritual sense over there, she found that all those people were dead beyond deadness.

Zhong Ran’s strength is so terrifying!

Zhong Ran smiled awkwardly: "Senior sister, do you know me?"

Zi Yutong took out the healing pill and wanted to eat it, but when she looked at the fourth-grade healing pill that her family and master had gotten for her, she suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

"Are you really Zhong Ran?"

Zhong Ran took out a fourth-level healing pill and handed it to her: "Senior Sister, take a look."

Zi Yutong saw the dragon-shaped pattern on it at a glance. This was Zhong Ran’s mark.

She put away her healing pills, reached out to take the one in her hand, and snorted, "Who knows if you paid a lot of money for it?"

Zhong Ran stopped talking and prepared to collect the space rings from those people.

"Sister, let me handle these things."

Zhong Yan arrived at this time, and he went over and took away all the space from those male monks.

Ling Ziqiong arrived last, and she was not even needed to clean up the battlefield.

Zhong Ran shot out a flame, which split into two, two into four... and flew out, burning all the corpses.

"Are you really Zhong Ran?" Zi Yutong couldn't help asking again when she saw how good she was at playing with fire.

Ling Ziqiong looked at Zhong Ran in shock, her eyes wide open, her mouth slightly open, looking at Zhong Ran in astonishment.

Zhong Ran? That legendary figure?

Then her brother must be Zhong Yan, the genius ranked ninth on the list?

Oh my god, she just came in and met a big shot? What kind of luck is this?

"Is there someone pretending to be this person?" Zhong Ran wanted to laugh.

Zi Yutong snorted softly, "How could there be none? When I first came in, I met someone who claimed to be Zhong Ran, and I almost beat him to death."

The corners of Zhong Ran's mouth twitched. There was actually someone pretending to be her?

"What did she lie to you about?" She was really curious about why he had to pretend to be her.

"Humph, she lied to me and said she was Zhong Ran and wanted to take me in as her follower, but I beat her up."

Zhong Ran: ...

Can this still be done?

Zhong Yan suddenly asked, "Could someone be impersonating me?"

Zi Yutong glanced at him and said in an ambiguous tone, "Are you Zhong Yan?"

Zhong Yan didn't say anything. Zhong Ran said, "Yes, he is my twin brother Zhong Yan."

Zi Yutong's eyes scanned their faces and concluded, "Not like them."

Then, her voice suddenly turned cold and she said, "Zhong Ran, I want to challenge you."