Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

at the same time.

In a deep valley deep in the mountains.

The waterfall hangs upside down, and the pool at the bottom is constantly splashing large amounts of snow-white water. It also stirs up a gray mist that almost covers half of the valley.

Along with the rumbling sound of rushing water, a stream came from the depths of the mist, winding forward and flowing out of the valley.

At this time.

Yang Chuanya, her dress stained with blood, squatted by the stream and carefully cleaned her wound.

There were wounds on her abdomen, waist, and outer thighs, and the bright red blood stained her clothes.

When the wound was wetted with a cloth dipped in cold stream water, a burning pain immediately came.

However, compared to before entering the trial ground.

Although the youthfulness on Yang Chuanya's fair face has not completely faded, she no longer has the timidity she had before, but is more resolute and cold.

To know.

After she was sent out of that desperate place by the woman in white, she disappeared out of thin air.

Not long after, she met a group of inner disciples from Qingyun Sect.

But these inner disciples forced her to explore a dangerous ancient place alone without saying a word.

In this case, she had no choice but to go to war.

And because this group of inner disciples belonged to the same camp, they had practiced attack formations together.

This also caused her to be at a disadvantage even though she had reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation and had mastered part of the inheritance of the woman in white.

Fortunately, after a group of inner disciples formed an attack formation, their movements were restricted, allowing her to find the right opportunity to escape.

But what she didn't expect was that after escaping from the attacking formation of the disciples from one camp, she encountered a group of disciples from Zhao Xingfeng's camp...

in short.

After she left that desolate place, she was hunted down by disciples from both camps.

By now, she was seriously injured and the spiritual energy in her body was almost exhausted.

"Zhao Xingfeng, I, Yang Chuanya, will not die. Even if I die, I must leave the trial ground and let you die before me!"

Yang Chuanya's eyes were cold as he looked up at the waterfall in the distance with a look of resentment.

After simply cleaning the wound, she continued to walk deeper into the valley.

When she arrived at the pool below the waterfall, she sensed the surroundings for a moment and then jumped directly into the pool.

The water in the pond is icy cold, and contains a thin layer of ice and water spiritual energy.

In the inheritance of the woman in white, there is a special secret method that can allow one to recover quickly in an ice environment.

soon.

Shortly after Yang Chuanya jumped into the pool, wisps of cold air rose above the pool, and crystal white frost appeared on the edge of the pool.

However, less than half an hour passed.

A group of young men and women appeared at the entrance of the valley.

"Brother Mo, there are traces of blood here. If nothing unexpected happens, that bitch should have hidden in the valley."

A gorgeously dressed woman, with a sinister smile on her face, glanced at the bloodstains on the stone under her feet, turned her head and said.

The leading disciple, Mo Jun, narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He said with a half-smile, "The secret techniques Yang Chuanya has used several times have been extremely strange. If nothing unexpected happens, he must have had some great opportunity."

"Since she has taken refuge in this valley, we absolutely cannot let her escape this time. We must seize the opportunity within her."

There are almost no opportunities to be found outside the trial grounds.

But as they went deeper, they realized that wherever there is opportunity, there must be a place of great danger.

Since entering the trial ground, three of them have died while trying to seize opportunities.

Furthermore.

According to the calculation of time, it is estimated that this trial will be over soon.

And if they don't get any chance or luck in this trial, they will not be able to explain themselves once they return to the inner sect.

Therefore, they must seize the opportunity and luck from Yang Chuanya.

Of course, there is another point, that is, Zhao Xingfeng will not allow Yang Chuanya and Yang Xiu to return to the inner gate alive.

Think of this.

Mo Jun waved his sleeves, and disciples on both sides flew up on their swords, ready to encircle him from both sides.

He and his three disciples went deeper into the valley.

In short, Yang Chuanya will never be allowed to escape again this time.

that's it.

It takes less than half a stick of incense.

Mo Jun and his group appeared in front of a pool of water deep in the valley.

At this time.

A thin layer of ice had already formed on the edge of the pool, and a vortex had formed in the center of the pool, with biting cold air constantly evaporating.

"Brother Mo, there are fluctuations of spiritual energy under the pool. I think Yang Chuanya is hiding under the pool."

Someone sneered and turned to Mo Jun and said.

"Everyone spread out!"

Mo Jun acted as if he didn't hear anything, waved his sleeves, and the other disciples dispersed.

next moment.

A dim light swirled around him, and then he grasped the sword in his hand.

Instantly.

A blue sword floating beside him trembled violently, and the spiritual patterns engraved on the sword immediately brightened, emitting a brilliant blue light.

As soon as he thought about it, the azure sword drew an arc out of thin air and suddenly slashed out a sword light towards the center of the pool.

at the same time.

Yang Chuanya, who was recovering at the bottom of the lake, sensed a dangerous aura and immediately formed seals with his hands.

soon.

A column of water condensed, wrapped in cold ice crystals, and rushed upwards.

boom!

The moment the sword flashed, an ice cone shot out from the bottom of the pond.

For a while.

The pool of water exploded, the waves rushed up several feet high, and a wave of air swept out.

"Do you really want to kill them all?"

A graceful figure rushed out of the pool and landed gracefully on the other side of the pool.

See this.

A female disciple sneered, "Yang Chuanya, hand over all the opportunities and fortunes you've gained in the trial ground, and we'll consider leaving your body intact!"

"If I really want to die, what's the point of keeping this intact body!"

Yang Chuanya's face was cold and fearless as he said, "Besides, if I die here today, you will definitely pay a heavy price."

Mo Jun glanced coldly at the female disciple beside him, then smiled and said, "Junior Sister Yang, why are you doing this?"

"How about this? Let's each take a step back and hand over some of the opportunities and fortunes you've obtained. Brother, I can guarantee that you can leave the trial ground alive. How about that?"

"not so good!"

Yang Chuanya snorted coldly and said, "If you said that at the beginning, I might have been fooled, but after you chased me this far, do you think I would still believe it?"

"Since you are so stubborn, then go die!"

Mo Jun's face turned cold, and he said with murderous intent, "Let's attack together. We must kill this bitch right here!"

The words stop here.

Mo Jun moved his mind and summoned the azure sword again.

At the same time, the other eight disciples did not hesitate and drew their swords.

"kill!"

At Mo Jun's command, several sword lights rushed towards Yang Chuanya.

Yang Chuanya did not sit still and wait for death. He formed seals with his hands and the weak spiritual energy around him circulated rapidly.

It seemed that she was using some forbidden method. When she was forming the seal, her body trembled violently and bright red blood flowed out of her mouth and nose.

However, just when the eight brilliant sword lights were only half a foot away from Yang Chuanya.

A dim light streaked across the sky, transforming into a broken ancient umbrella that hovered above her head...