Chapter 20

Ling Xiao's brows furrowed slightly.

The Vermilion Clam is a very strange demon beast, and its cultivation is very slow, just like the thousand-year-old Vermilion Clam in front of him, it is just a demon beast in the early stage of the third order.

However, the Zhu Clam is a kind of treasure hunting spirit beast, which can explore the mountains and rivers of the earth, the spiritual stone veins, the treasures of heaven and earth, and the ancient tomb gods, which is very magical, and the speed is extremely fast, and the thousand-year-old Zhu Clam in the early stage of the third order is difficult to catch even the powerhouses of the Grandmaster Realm.

This Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire has obviously become the belly of the Millennial Vermilion Clam, and the Millennial Vermilion Clam swallows the pure Yuan Yuan Yuan of the Golden Lotus Fire to cultivate, if it is to startle the snake and let the Millennial Vermilion Clam run away, it will be difficult to catch it again.

"If you want to catch this thousand-year-old clam, you have to work hard!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered, and he slowly withdrew from the valley.

"Soul Fixing Grass, Dead Wood Fruit, Ecstasy Flower......"

Ling Xiao was around the valley and easily found several elixirs he needed.

These elixirs are the favorite of the thousand-year-old clam, and it is also its half-life elixir, as long as there is a thousand-year-old vermilion clam, there will be these kinds of elixirs.

Ling Xiao found a small swamp not far from the valley, and laid a trap for a while, and then restored the swamp to its original state.

In the end, those elixirs were pounded into medicinal mud by Ling Xiao in a special way, and then roasted to make a few dark golden incense sticks.

"Everything is ready, it's just a thousand years of clams into the urn!"

Ling Xiao exhaled, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

These dark golden incense sticks, called Golden Ambergris, were refined by Ling Xiao in a special way, and had a fatal attraction to the clams.

If things go well, when Zhu Clam enters the swamp, Ling Xiao will be able to capture him alive.

The swamp was about five miles away from the valley, and Ling Xiao buried a few golden ambergris evenly on the way, and then set them all on fire.

The golden ambergris exudes a faint fragrance that makes people feel refreshed when they smell it.

Ling Xiao hid beside the swamp, staring intently in the direction where the golden ambergris was.

This time, not only did he get the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire, but he also had to catch this thousand-year-old vermilion clam!

Sure enough, after half a pillar of incense, there was movement.

In the distance, the thousand-year-old vermilion clam appeared, it was like a red lightning, and it swallowed the golden dragon saliva in an instant, and its blood-red eyes showed a trace of humanized intoxication.

Finally, it stared at the golden ambergris in the swamp.

The golden ambergris exudes a strange fragrance that sparkles in the sun, as if it has a fatal attraction to the thousand-year-old clam.

"It's coming!"

Ling Xiao said secretly in his heart, and his eyes didn't blink.

Swish!

An afterimage flashed, and the thousand-year-old vermilion clam instantly rushed to the center of the swamp, and then with a long tongue, he wanted to swallow the golden ambergris.

It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred.

Bang!

The golden ambergris suddenly exploded, and the black silt splashed, all pouring on the body of the thousand-year-old clam.

The thousand-year-old Zhu Clam was full of excitement and wanted to escape.

But it was too late.

In the mud, there seemed to be many tiny silk threads that tightly wound the thousand-year-old clam, and the more it struggled, the tighter it was wound.

Rumble!

The thousand-year-old vermilion clam seemed to be angry, and a golden flame suddenly erupted from its mouth, and the surrounding mud fell down one after another, and the silk threads on its body also showed signs of melting.

"It's worthy of a thousand-year-old clam, and the natal real fire is really terrifying!"

Ling Xiao admired in his heart, but he was not in a hurry, and a black rattan net flew out of the swamp, directly enveloping Zhu Clam in it.

Bang!

The thousand-year-old vermilion clam completely rammed away, and a golden lotus flower erupted from its mouth, burning towards the surrounding rattan nets, although this rattan net was made by Ling Xiao using an extremely strong fireproof spirit wood, but under the burning of the mixed yuan golden lotus fire, it actually began to be broken at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Now I'll see where you're still running!"

Ling Xiao laughed, only one last step was missing, and the thousand-year-old Zhu Clam and the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire became his bag.

Sou!

A few more black rattan nets rushed out of the mud, like dumplings, firmly binding the thousand-year-old clams.

Ling Xiao came from the sky, a little spiritual light flickered on his fingers, as if there were countless runes flickering, and he instantly pulled the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire out.

Ling Xiao's hand was the secret trick of swallowing the sky, snatching the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire from the mouth of the thousand-year-old Zhu Clam, and he was able to do it in an instant.

"Quack ......"

The thousand-year-old Zhu Clam saw that the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire had fallen into Ling Xiao's hands, his eyes were full of anger, and he screamed in his mouth, staring at Ling Xiao deadly.

But the more it struggled, the tighter it was bound, and without the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire, there was no way to break through the black vine with the flame in its mouth alone.

"Surrender to me obediently, so that you don't suffer much flesh and skin!"

Ling Xiao said lightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The thousand-year-old Zhu Clam seemed to understand Ling Xiao's words, and the hatred in his eyes became more and more intense, and his mouth kept croaking.

"Hey, it's the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire? Now this young master has made a lot of money!"

At this moment, a piercing voice suddenly sounded.

From the dense forest in the distance, a few figures came out, led by a young man with a proud face, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome face, staring at the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire in Ling Xiao's hand at the moment, his eyes glowing.

"Boy, obediently dedicate the heaven and earth spiritual fire in your hand to me, and then kneel down and cut off your arm, I can spare your life!"

The young man's gaze stopped on the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire for a while, and then he reluctantly withdrew it, staring at Ling Xiao and said coldly and arrogantly.

"Who are you? Are you going to take advantage of it?"

Ling Xiao laughed angrily, the Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire that he had worked so hard to get was bumped into by someone in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, our young master is Ma Jun, the son of the seventh elder of the Hehuan Sect, if you know each other, hurry up and hand it over, otherwise it will make my young master unhappy, and you will die without a place to be buried!"

Several young people beside the young man also looked at Ling Xiaodao arrogantly.

They all saw that Ling Xiao was only a cultivator of the Open Pulse Realm, and they were all True Qi Realm, all of them were inner disciples of the Hehuan Sect, and Ma Jun had even reached the ninth level of the True Qi Realm, and he was a genius of the Hehuan Sect, and this time he was looking for an opportunity to step into the Transformation Spirit Realm.

If Ma Jun refines this Mixed Yuan Golden Lotus Fire, maybe he can step into the Spirit Transformation Realm and be promoted to a true disciple!

Thinking of this, the greed on Ma Jun's face became even stronger.

"A disciple of the Hehuan Sect?"

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, the Hehuan Sect, the Heavenly Demon Hall and the Immortal Sect are the same as the Immortal Sect, they are the three major sects within a radius of thousands of miles, the Hehuan Sect and the Heavenly Demon Hall have a good relationship, and they suppress the Immortal Sect on weekdays, killing many disciples of the Immortal Sect.

When the disciples of the two sects meet, almost all of them will draw their swords against each other, and there have been signs of intensification over the years.

It's just that the Immortal Sect is at the bottom of the three major sects, and many disciples have died at the hands of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

Ling Xiao's stunned, in the eyes of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, they all thought that Ling Xiao was afraid, and the arrogance in his eyes was even stronger.

"Boy, are you scared? Look at your breath, it shouldn't be a person from the Heavenly Demon Palace, could it be a person from the Immortal Sect? Hehe, young master, if you catch this kid and go back to be a medicine slave like those disciples of the Immortal Sect, a few elders must like it very much!"

The disciples all smiled maliciously.