A vast expanse of forest, lush and green, stretching for thousands of miles.

Mo Tiange stood on the high cliff and watched in silence. This is the southern end of the Kungo Mountains, immediately adjacent to a part of the forest. There are countless demon beasts living here, some of which have been tamed by the monks and become spirit beasts, and most of them live freely in this forest, living, cultivating, and transforming into shapes. I heard that in the innermost part of the forest, near the sea, there are many demon beasts that have been transformed, and they generally do not leave the forest, but every once in a while, they can't help but want to drive the low-level demon beasts to occupy the area where the human monks are located.

Of course, under normal circumstances, they can't be preempted, but if they come here often, they can get a lot of pills to help them cultivate, so they enjoy it.

At this time, it was a gamble, sometimes the human monks suffered heavy losses, and sometimes they would get a lot of good demon beast corpses to use as refining materials.

Mo Tiange had never encountered this kind of thing, she was just a low-level little monk, she had only been in Kunwu for ten years, and the last time she resisted demon beasts was at least fifty or sixty years ago.

Standing on this high cliff with her was a Jiedan monk, more than a dozen foundation building monks, and hundreds of qi refining monks.

The consequences of the Zixia Sect's annexation of the Cloud Mist Sect can already be seen, the last time they participated in the small competition, there were more than four hundred disciples above the seventh level of the Cloud Mist Sect, and now, I am afraid that there are only less than three hundred, or even less. Among these monks, Mo Tiange didn't see a few familiar figures. Senior Brother Zhou didn't come, because with his cultivation of the eleventh layer of qi refining, Zhuji Dan must have a share, and the sect had just suffered a catastrophe, and he didn't want to attract attention, so he simply didn't participate. Wang Qianyi and Shen Bing didn't come, the two of them went to the Zixia Sect's origin, and I heard that Zhuji Dan had already been decided, for this reason, Mo Tiange felt a little better, at least the two of them were not meaningless sacrifices. Murong Yan came, her expression was pale, skinny, standing alone in the crowd, her face was expressionless, and there was nothing left of her original beauty. Seeing her like this, Mo Tiange sighed in his heart, this is fine, at least he will not follow in the footsteps of Wang Qianyi and Shen Bing.

Not long after, another group of people flew in the sky and landed on this flat high cliff. This is the disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, and they are the same as the Cloud Mist Sect, although they have not changed the color of their clothes, they have added the mark of the Zixia Sect. At a cursory glance, there are only about a hundred disciples of the Golden Sword Sect, and it seems that they have also undergone some purging, and everyone has a look of disbelief on their faces, and no one is excited about such a thing as fighting for Tsukidan, which shows that what they have seen is worse than that of the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect.

The monk they led was a Taoist priest dressed in secular clothes. For this reason, Mo Tiange looked at him a few more times. The righteous monks in the immortal cultivation world, although they all cultivate the Dao Fa, and many of them dress up as Taoists, but they are different from the world. The Taoist priests of the secular world mostly wear cyan or dark blue cardigan robes, heavy and no sense of hierarchy, and the Taoist robes of the immortal world, but most of them have been beautified, deep clothes, cardigan robes, and robes, layered with congenital hexagrams and Taiji moire, and the color is distinguished, so that it is both elegant and solemn, compared with the worldly Taoists, it is more and more graceful and elegant, fluttering and immortal. Therefore, they rarely wear worldly robes, just because they can't show the temperament of immortal cultivators. The Taoist in front of him is obviously a monk of Jiedan, but he doesn't care about what he wears at all, which shows that he is a person with a firm Taoist heart.

As soon as this person came, the current Yunwu Mountain River Vein Lord greeted warmly: "Senior Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

This man didn't give him any face, only snorted lightly, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Lord Jiang Mai was bored, and his expression was a little sneering.

Mo Tiange saw that there was more secret pleasure on the faces of the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect, such as Xu Jingzhi. Jiang Shanghang was secretly annoyed, and seemed to be quite unaccustomed to what his elders did. He stared at a monk beside the Jiang Vein Lord, hatred flashed across his face, and Mo Tiange found that that person was Jiang Chengxian, a disciple of the Jiang family who had bullied him. This Jiang Chengxian seems to be the direct junior of the Jiang Mai Lord, who has been following the Jiang Mai Lord, and he also has a smug look on his face.

Although he is not close to Jiang Shanghang, seeing this scene, he also despises this Jiang Chengxian a little, a gentleman who relies on his blood elders to do nonsense, neither concentrates on cultivation, nor has real talent and learning, no wonder Jiang Shanghang looks at him unpleasantly.

After a while, a group of people flew in the sky again, and the number of people was much larger than that of their two factions, and they were none other than the disciples of the Zixia Sect.

This leading monk of the Zixia Sect is quite kind, but he is also indifferent to the Jiang Vein Master, but he is very polite to that Taoist.

The three of them talked for a while, and then they used their magic weapons, and a teleportation array suddenly appeared out of thin air. It seems to be the same technique as the one in the Misty Valley, and he must have tried his disciples in the past.

"All the disciples, enter one by one, don't push!"

After experiencing the tragic changes in the sect, the disciples of the original Cloud Mist Sect and the Golden Dao Sect were naturally quiet, but the disciples of the Zixia Sect were dancing with their eyebrows and rushed to the front, and the disciples of the other two sects didn't care, just waited.

Mo Tiange looked left and right, several senior brothers around him, Liu Yidao was eager to try, Xu Jingzhi had a calm face, Qin Xi still had a calm expression, and Jiang Shanghang frowned. She touched her face and felt a little stiff, so she slowed her breathing and adjusted her mind.

Zhuji Dan is still bound to win, if she can't get used to seeing Zixia Sect act in the future, find a name to leave the mountain, and then don't come back, Zixia Sect has no time to manage a low-level disciple. And before that, it is best to obtain the Zhuji Dan Zhuji in the sect, otherwise there is only Qi refining and cultivation, and the second uncle is approaching his lifespan, so she doesn't dare to leave at will.

Thinking wildly in her heart, she found that Xu Jingzhi, who was closest to her, seemed to be trembling, so Mo Tiange called in a low voice: "Senior Brother Xu? ”

Xu Jingzhi turned his head, his face was so pale that he was sweating, and his voice was a little trembling: "Huh? ”

Mo Tiange sighed: "You haven't gone in yet, don't fall down." ”

Hearing her say this, Xu Jingzhi hurriedly wiped his sweat and pretended to be fine: "Senior Brother Ye doesn't have to worry. ”

"I can't worry about it." Mo Tiange said, "You have to lift your spirits, this forest is very dangerous, and you can't go together." ”

Xu Jingzhi nodded, and after a while, he still seemed to be unsettled, and said to her in a low voice: "Senior Brother Ye, I'm really worried, our three factions have obviously formed an enmity, and if we are put in the forest like this, will there be any conflict?" ”

Mo Tiange was puzzled: "Why? ”

Xu Jingzhi was silent for a long time, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "If I meet that Jiang Chengxian, if I can do it cleanly, I will-"

His expression was fierce, and he knew what it meant. Mo Tiange was startled, turned his head to look, and found that no one was paying attention to them, so he was relieved and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Xu must not talk nonsense, you are too nervous." ”

Xu Jingzhi closed his eyes and nodded, and wiped the sweat on his face again: "What Senior Brother Ye said is true." "Just close your eyes and meditate.

Mo Tiange thought for a while, took out something from his arms, and handed it to him: "Senior Brother Xu, this is a meditation talisman, if you can't control it, stick it on your body." ”

Xu Jingzhi opened his eyes, didn't talk nonsense, accepted the talisman, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Ye." ”

Mo Tiange smiled, said no more, and looked at the teleportation array.

In this moment, the disciples of the Zixia Sect have almost gone. She steadied herself and walked towards the teleportation array.

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