As soon as the fire butterfly died, the eyes of the previous teams were immediately attracted by the five-hundred-year-old high-grade yellow wattle grass, and they rushed forward one after another.

"Our Yuncang Sect's team killed two fire butterflies, and the Yellow Vitex Grass should belong to our team!"

The elite disciples of the Yuncang Sect, who were dressed in dark clothes, couldn't wait to go up to pick the yellow wattle grass, but they were stopped by the scattered cultivators in Fengqiao Town.

"Wait! Our two teams of treasure hunters in Fengqiao Town also killed one each, do you Yuncang Sect disciples want to swallow it alone?"

In addition to them, the team of scattered cultivators who regretted rushing to the front shouted: "It is our teammates who are buried in the Fire Dance Technique of the Fire Butterfly, and we deserve a share!"

For a while, the sound of the mountain road in front of them was endless, and the surrounding water could not be passed, and the monks behind could not move forward, and it was even more chaotic.

Ye Ling followed the strong team of the Fengchi Sect and watched coldly as this large group of monks quarreled.

"Okay! Senior Brother Yao stepped aside! Isn't it just a high-grade yellow vitex grass, let it be given to them!" A rough voice came from behind the crowd, quite generous.

Everyone looked back and saw a black-faced man like an iron tower, leading another group of Yuncang Sect disciples.

"Yes! For the sake of the second senior brother, let it be given to them. ”

The disciple surnamed Yao Yuncang Sect said very painfully, in order to kill the fire butterfly, he used up a third-order high-grade spirit talisman, and now the second senior brother said a word, so that he didn't get any benefits, but he knew the temper of the second senior brother, and he didn't dare to disobey.

In the strong team of the Fengchi Sect, Han Xiang and Fang Liu both stared at the tower-like black man with almost adoring eyes.

Fang Liu whispered to Captain Bai Qiu: "Senior Sister, he is Wei Tong, the second disciple of the Yuncang Sect! It is said that he was born in a loose cultivation, the earth spirit root is extremely high, and he has also cultivated to the peak of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, although there are few disciples of the Yuncang Sect who have entered the valley, but with him, it is enough to compete with the senior sister." ”

Bai Qiu's cold eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he nodded indifferently: "Hmm! The defense of the Earth Spirit Root Cultivator is strong, and this Wei Tong is a strong opponent." ”

Ye Ling also looked at Wei Tong who was leading the way in front of his head with great interest, and saw that the earth-crystal-colored protective body emanating from his body was several points thicker than that of others, which made Ye Ling couldn't help but think of the scene when he had collected medicine at the southern foot of Yuncang Mountain, and the Fire Spirit Knife was broken on the stone skin of a disciple of Yuncang Sect.

"No matter how strong his earth armor body is, it can't be stronger than my fourth-order mutant spirit turtle, but I don't know if it can withstand the blow of my Ice Spirit Sword?"

Ye Ling secretly said in his heart, and followed the team into the Butterfly Valley.

With Wei Tong leading the disciples of the Yuncang Sect to lead the way, even if he encountered sporadic fire butterflies, Wei Tong relied on the strength of the body protector and rushed up on a rampage, without stopping at all, and the fire butterflies were killed by their tyrannical means.

The scattered cultivation team behind them was stained with a lot of light, and they praised Wei Tong, the second disciple of Yuncang Sect, for opening the way:

"Yesterday we entered the valley and lost a lot of monks, and today we are led by the strong men of the Yuncang Sect, which is simply a triumphant march all the way!"

"Hehe, if it goes on like this, it won't take long to pass the wisteria flower field, and when we reach the yellow-leaved forest in the butterfly valley, there are trees to cover it, and no matter how many fire butterflies there are, it will have little impact on us. When the time comes, we can break away from the group and go on an expedition!"

Wei Tong, who opened the road in front, listened to the praise of these loose cultivators, and his vanity was greatly satisfied, and his heart was so happy that he even walked with the wind!

Ye Ling was very inconspicuous in the crowd. The limelight on their side was snatched away by Bai Qiu, the senior sister of the Fengchi Sect with a cold and arrogant face, Ye Ling was like a green leaf to accompany her, and people all looked sideways at the female cultivators of the Fengchi Sect, but no one would look at him more.

Bai Qiu's eyes were very disdainful, and even a little disgusted, and ordered Han Xiang and Fang Liu to restrain themselves, and they couldn't dance when they walked, and the demons were pretty.

Ye Ling didn't care about any of this, smiled secretly in his heart, took out the jade slip of the East Lingze map, and looked at it as he walked, and secretly muttered: "I heard Zuo Boming and them say yesterday that the thousand-year-old cold qionghua was found in the depths of the large yellow leaf forest in the center of Butterfly Valley by the scattered cultivators of Fengqiao Town. Zuo Boming and the others hadn't gone far before they unfortunately encountered a group of third-order fire butterflies, and even a fire butterfly king, so they returned home. Ahem, according to the map drawn, the yellow leaf forest is a hundred miles in circumference, and it is indeed very difficult to go deep into it to find the thousand-year-old cold Qionghua. ”

As soon as everyone walked to a dangerous canyon area, they suddenly heard Wei Tong's rough voice in front shouting: "Be careful in the back! There is a large group of third-order stone demons ambushed on the mountain wall!"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a rumbling noise, and countless rocks rolled down, as if to intercept their team of monks who had broken into Butterfly Valley.

"Kill!"

Wei Tong let out a loud shout, led the disciples of the Yuncang Sect to slash and kill the stone demon all the way, and rushed over.

The team of monks who were closer to them also hurriedly followed suit, but among them, there was no earth cultivator with strong defense like Wei Tong, so they couldn't go on a rampage, and they were immediately blocked by the third-order stone demons, and even several monks were injured by the mountain stones the size of millstones.

"Let's rush too! Let the juniors and sisters in the back follow. It doesn't matter if you get a little injured, but you have to pay attention to protect Pharmacist Ye!"

Captain Bai Qiu gave an order to the junior sisters behind him, and these elite female cultivators of the Fengchi Sect were in awe and nodded in agreement.

Ye Ling smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, I'll be fine!" I have to take care of the junior sisters of your sect and let them be more careful, as long as they don't die, Ye can be treated as before." ”

As he spoke, Ye Ling took out the Ice Spirit Sword from the storage bag, used the Wind Resisting Technique, and walked through the falling mountain rocks, only to see the blue sword flashing, and all the mountain stones were split in half.

"What a superb ice spirit sword! Huh? It seems to be embedded with ice spirits! Otherwise, how could there be such a cold glow?"

Bai Qiu looked at it for a while, as an ice cultivator, she also had a top-grade ice spirit blade, but compared to Ye Ling's ice spirit sword, she was suddenly overshadowed.

Bai Qiu led the female cultivators of the Fengchi Sect to rush over, and when they encountered a third-order stone demon blocking the way, they used magic weapons or spirit runes to bombard.

Han Xiang and Fang Liu, the second daughter of the seventh layer of Qi training, only barely killed a third-order stone demon when they joined forces;

Bai Qiu was envious, and when the team passed through the Stone Demon Canyon, he immediately made a request to Ye Ling to buy the Ice Spirit Sword.

"Well, hehe, there is only this superb magic weapon below, and it all depends on it to hunt demons, so I can't sell it to Senior Sister Bai. ”

Ye Ling said, pointed his fingers, and performed a high-level rejuvenation technique. The crystal green light sprinkled down like rain and dew, covering the female cultivators of the Fengchi Sect within two zhang, allowing them to recover from all the minor injuries they had from fighting with the stone demons.

Bai Qiu was slightly disappointed that Ye Ling didn't sell her the Ice Spirit Sword, but then her eyes froze, and she exclaimed, "Group healing! Pharmacist Ye, I didn't expect your healing technique to reach such a realm!"