Yang Zhen seemed to have returned to Shuiyun Valley, and the first time he saw the Cold Essence Grass, he saw the aura released by the Cold Spirit Grass, forming such a wonderful purple aura.

Syllable!

A volley slapped out of the air, and as the soil spread out, a thumb-sized snow-white petal rose into the air and was grabbed by Yang Zhen in his hand.

Then his right hand shone with an amazing aura, and he felt that the white aura could penetrate his palm.

"It must be the Snow Ginseng Flower, the resources of the Wuji Sect are scarce, even if it is a genius disciple, it will not get a lot of resources to cultivate, let alone such a piece of the Snow Ginseng Flower, even one-tenth of it is a treasure, and it is not in vain to take the risk, no matter what Ning Lao, the Earth Demon Horned Dragon, whoever gets it is who. ”

Hurriedly took the petals into his arms, and even so, half a foot of white spiritual light appeared in his abdomen.

Whoohoo leaves the Ruins and heads deep into the snowy forest.

"Huh?"

Coming a few hundred meters away, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped, it turned out that on the ground in front of him, there was actually a fist-sized bead, and a flickering strange demonic aura was lying there quietly.

Spirit... Bead.

"Heaven also favors me too much, right? Not only did I get a snow ginseng flower, but I could also get the spirit bead of the Earth Demon Horned Dragon, this spirit bead is also strong and extraordinary, and it can still be preserved, and... What about the Red Soul Sword, it is estimated that it was blown up by itself, if I have that treasure, once it is the treasure of the Yang family, who will dare to provoke my Yang family?"

Grasping the spirit bead in his hand, there was a chilling demonic aura.

It's a pity that I don't see the Red Soul Sword...

"Wow..."

Just got the spirit bead, Yang Zhen wanted to escape into the snow forest, but he didn't know that there was a sudden movement in the rear, coming from the sky above the canyon.

Then a middle-aged man's voice came through like a sharp sword: "A cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm actually wants to have a snow ginseng flower, you look at that aura, you have no ability to suppress the spiritual light." ”

Yang Zhenru was like a wooden pestle in place, slowly turned around, his pupils dilated, and behind him was a middle-aged horse-faced blue-robed man floating in the air.

At first glance, this person is a very powerful and powerful person, naturally volleying, not borrowing magic weapons, and with this alone, he will surpass the Transformation Yuan Realm.

"The little one is a disciple of Snow Peak, who accidentally passed by here, originally according to the decree of the seven generations of disciples, looking for the whereabouts of the Earth Demon Horned Dragon, but accidentally encountered the spirit flower and this bead here!"

Yang Zhen reacted immediately, taking out the snow ginseng flower and the spirit bead.

"Come back!"

But the middle-aged man with a horse face grabbed it in the air.

Shout!

A red sword qi appeared in his hand when he broke through the sky like killing people in the sky.

Red Mind Sword.

"Could this man be... Ning Xiangxuan?" Seeing this scene, Yang Zhen had no choice but to wait.

"Master's sword is really extraordinary, a hundred miles to kill the Earth Demon Horned Dragon, if it weren't for this fairy sword, how could I seriously injure the Earth Demon Horned Dragon again?"

The middle-aged man looked at the Red Soul Sword, and his eyebrows were as horizontal as sword eyebrows at some point.

"Whew!"

In the next second, in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man disappeared on the spot and appeared in front of Yang Zhen, who was five zhang away.

"Poof!"

The Red Heart Sword like a fire feather was like having eyes, and as the middle-aged man appeared, it also pierced through Yang Zhen's chest in an instant.

"The snow ginseng flower is mine, you are a disciple of the ninth generation of the Transformation Yuan Realm, it is not a pity to die..."The middle-aged man took a step back, looked at the Red Soul Sword left in Yang Zhen's chest, and suddenly stretched out his hand to roll it, and the snow ginseng flower and spirit beads appeared from Yang Zhen's pocket.

"Ahem!"

Yang Zhen looked at everything in horror, his pupils were congested, and when he saw the Red Mind Sword oozing with sword qi, he could feel the black silk armor on his body, but he couldn't resist the Red Mind Sword, and the sword qi was in his chest, and it began to cause destruction.

His eyes blurred and his head drooped.

"I can't run for Shizun for nothing, the snow ginseng flower is mine, Shizun asked, and said that he blew himself up with the Earth Demon Horned Dragon... However, I have to devour the snow ginseng flower at this time, and then the master will secretly sense it, if he finds out that I have hidden the snow ginseng flower..."

The man turned around with a smile and stopped looking at Yang Zhen, because he was stabbed by the Red Heart Sword, even if he was a monk who was a hundred times more powerful, he could only die.

He began to urge the vitality, wrapping the snow-white elite snow ginseng flower petals.

However....

Yang Zhen, who was a foot away from the back, lowered his head and felt that his life was left with his last breath, who knew that at this time, he didn't know where the strength came from, the moment he raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, and the meridians of his body also swelled and turned into blood, and his body also revealed a breath of blood.

After the blood gushed out, it actually formed a 'Red Fierce Tiger' form around Yang Zhen, and a fierce beast Red Fierce Tiger as high as three zhang protected Yang Zhen in it.

Blink....

He was like an angry, crazy beast, ignoring the Red Mind Sword, and suddenly pounced on the middle-aged man with the posture of a 'Scarlet Tiger Man'.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man deserved to be a master, and when he turned around, he saw Yang Zhen rushing towards him with a strange 'tiger man', and he instantly shot out a large amount of sword qi.

But before the sword qi could be released, the 'Tiger Man Yang Zhen' had already smashed his defenses with both hands and knocked him down first.

Puff puff.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood burst out of the air like a storm.

The blood mist gradually settled, and the surrounding rocks, weeds, leaves, and snow were all covered in blood, and more minced flesh.

Intestines, ears, nose, fingers, toes... Hair strands are also scattered around.

It's like hell.

Whew~Whew~Whew.

Yang Zhen grabbed the dirt with both hands, supporting his almost weak body.

Heart... It feels like it's been hollowed out.

"I... What's going on? What's going on? Here... What about the strong?"

The pupils were no longer blood-red, the skin had returned to its natural nature, and the Red Fierce Tiger's momentum was gone.

Slowly saw his arms clearly, as well as everything around him, and suddenly got up to guard the surroundings, worried that the horse-faced powerhouse was still here.

But it was quiet all around, and I could only hear my own breathing.

What about people?

With a heavy head, Yang Zhen closed his eyes suddenly: "Am I dead?

Suddenly opened his eyes, and when he opened his clothes, he saw that the black silk armor he was wearing on his chest was broken, and it was still shocking because it was a long sword in his hand.

Earth Demon Horned Dragon... Middle-aged master... Red Mind Sword... Snow ginseng flower... Lingzhu... and a lingering scene in his mind, as if frozen in the moment when the middle-aged man stabbed the Red Heart Sword into his chest.

Not a dream!

Although Yang Zhen's face was pale, his pupils returned to their previous strength, and he looked at the sword: "What about the Red Soul Sword? Could it be that the strong man thought that he had killed me, pulled out the spirit sword, and the people were gone?"

Puzzled, he looked around, and suddenly found three familiar things under his feet, not far apart, about a foot away.

They are Snow Ginseng Flower, Earth Demon Horned Dragon Spirit Bead and... Red Mind Sword.

But the Red Mind Sword is no longer in the state of a fire feather, but a stone gray, and you can see that there are writings, imprints, and many wonderful sword patterns on it.

This is a powerful magic weapon, when Yang Zhengang squatted down, he drove the air to roll slightly, and with a snort, the stone gray red soul sword actually turned into ashes and disappeared.