Chapter 967: Grassland in the Rain

The "Heavenly Demon White Jade Plate" technique is mainly used to cultivate the killing and defense power of the physical body, and has little effect on the improvement of spiritual consciousness.

Although Li Yan's physical body is much stronger than Zhao Min's now, this is a shortcut through the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dark Phoenix".

Li Yan no longer has the essence and blood of the "Immortal Dark Phoenix".

Now that neither of them has obtained the third level of Qiongqi Purgatory Technique, Zhao Min's physical body will still make rapid progress due to the practice of "Heavenly Demon White Jade Plate", but Li Yan will enter a slow period next.

But if we talk about the speed of realm improvement by the technique, "Guishui Zhenjing" is the strongest technique among the magic practitioners. ??

Whether it is for quickly improving mana or assisting in enhancing spiritual consciousness, it has functions that others envy to death.

Zhao Min only saw Li Yan take out the spirit stone and absorb it twice in these six or seven days.

She couldn't help but spit in her heart.

"Abnormal!"

After entering the area of ​​thunder and lightning, under the control of magic weapons, every breath must be infused with spiritual power, but Li Yan was still energetic.

If it were me, I should have needed to absorb spiritual stones on the second day.

Coming from the Lost Continent with Li Yan, Zhao Min at this time had already understood that the skills Li Yan learned were definitely not owned by the ghosts, and Li Yan must have his own chance to become an immortal.

"Finally, we are at the end of the sea!"

Li Yan looked at Zhao Min with a smile...

In the evening, the rain curtain continued, and the grassland seemed unusually cold and empty.

The rain curtain fell from the sky like endless silk, making the grass greener.

The air was filled with a faint smell of grass and soil, and the dim sky pressed on the grassland, making people feel boundless loneliness in their hearts, and with waves of loneliness and depression.

In the rain, two figures that were somewhat blurred by the rain stood.

Looking at the streams formed by the green grass under his feet, and then the rain flowing in different directions again, Li Yan's feet floated a few feet above the ground and looked around.

They have been here for a while. The sea they came from is more than ten miles behind them, and there is a vast grassland in front of them.

The spiritual energy here is a little richer than that on the sea. They have been observing the surroundings here. They can't move rashly in a strange place.

"It's calmer here than in the sea. There are only some scattered beasts, and there is no danger!"

Li Yan retracted his consciousness.

According to his and Zhao Min's plan, of course, after leaving the isolated island, they will look for a place with people, and then inquire about the news further.

Therefore, the direction they chose to leave on the isolated island was also random.

"We continue to fly east. It would be best if we can meet a cultivator. See if we can find out where there is a market nearby. We must get a map and a jade slip about the history of Qingqing Continent."

Zhao Min stared at the rain curtain in front of him, and the sky and the earth were dark and gloomy.

"Since no danger is found, let's go east again!"

After Li Yan finished speaking, the two of them had

sunk into the boundless rain.

The sky and earth were once again filled with the crackling sound of raindrops, but it seemed even more desolate, as if no one had come here at all.

Three days later.

"Is the grassland here as vast and boundless as the sea before? I still can't sense the end."

Li Yan murmured. The grassland here seemed to be thriving, but apart from occasionally encountering a few wild beasts, there was no human figure at all.

If only one person walked in it, it was possible that he would eventually go insane. Such an environment could only make people feel endless loneliness.

"It can't always be like this!"

Zhao Min's voice was still cold, just like the cold rain in the wind outside the spiritual shield. It was hard to hear too much emotion.

"I finally know why the teleportation array was set up on that isolated island. The spiritual energy is so thin that no cultivator would be willing to come here to practice.

At the same time, there are no high-level monsters in that sea. Even if we want to hunt the best monsters here, we can't find them anywhere.

Our flying speed is not comparable to that of ordinary Jindan cultivators. If a Jindan cultivator flies to that isolated island, let alone where he comes from, it will take more than a month to fly from our current position.

Without any benefits, no one would be bored enough to run around here, and that isolated island has become the least likely place to attract attention... Hey!"

Li Yan was whispering to Zhao Min, and suddenly he stopped talking and looked in one direction.

Zhao Min didn't speak, but her eyes looking at Li Yan were obviously questioning.

She actually felt a little powerless in her heart, through this period of attention.

Occasionally calculating the flying distance after the conversation with Li Yan in her mind, she roughly guessed that Li Yan's spiritual awareness was actually beyond her range of 700 to 1,000 miles.

When with Li Yan, Zhao Min felt like a blind person.

This made Zhao Min feel uneasy for a long time. She didn't believe that this was the result of Li Yan's complete cultivation. It should be that his innate consciousness was very strong, and he achieved such an achievement after cultivation.

Zhao Min also had her own pride, and she would just keep chasing silently.

"There is a fluctuation of spiritual power there, as if there is a cultivator!"

Li Yan lightly tapped the "Cloud Piercing Willow" with his toes, and the "Cloud Piercing Willow" drew an arc in the rain, leaving a beautiful water line at the tail, and rushed towards the southwest.

As Li Yan flew, his perception became clearer and clearer. He found some cultivators, but their auras were particularly mixed, and the highest cultivation level was only at the foundation-building stage.

Later, he unexpectedly discovered that there were many mortals who had no spiritual power fluctuations.

"Cloud Chuanliu" was very fast, and it didn't take long for Zhao Min to sense the monk's aura.

"It was like a monk with a

The group of mortals seem to be avoiding something! "

Zhao Min murmured softly. She saw about thirty people in her consciousness. Half of them were mortals, and their faces were all filled with fear.

Agu's hunched body was hiding behind a wall built of broken stones. In his hand, he held a small black flag that was dim and old and had a damaged surface.

From time to time, his spiritual consciousness was released and swept outside. This small flag was left to him by the old patriarch before his death. ??

This is already the strongest concealment and defensive formation among their clan, and it is also the final formation tool.

Thinking of the long green feathers stuck on the chest of the old patriarch before he died, and intermittently telling him to protect his people, Agushi felt that everything seemed like yesterday.

He is already three hundred and eleven years old this year. According to the foundation-building monks, he can only be regarded as in his prime.

However, due to years of running away and exhausting his energy, Agushi already looks like an octogenarian, with a body that is thin and stooped, and his long hair is as disheveled as withered grass.

"Clan leader, we have been hiding for five days, why haven't they left yet?"

Behind him, a middle-aged man who was about a foot tall but as thin as a bamboo pole said that his cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation building.

At this moment, he was squatting behind a low wall. With his ragged clothes and pale skin, he looked like a hanged ghost. He had no trace of the demeanor of a foundation-building monk.

"Aisang, please use your spiritual sense to scan the area behind. This time the Tianlan tribe should have got the exact news of our existence. Otherwise, they would have searched around and gone back like before!"

Agu Xi's old voice sounded softly. Although his face was still calm, there was already a feeling of the end of the road in his heart.

"It has been five days. We have been hiding in several places in a row, and they can still approach again and again..."

He thought helplessly in his heart.

"At worst, we'll drag them to death together!"

On the other side, a tall, thin woman bit her lower lip and said. Her teeth were as white as snow, but her complexion was a little dark and her complexion was gloomy.

The original color of her gown had turned dark black, and her hair was tied into two long braids and trailed behind her head.

The woman looks like she is only in her early twenties, and her cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

As she spoke, she turned to look at a group of tribesmen sitting in a circle behind a low wall.

There were many old people and children among them, all with frightened eyes and large water stains on their bodies, which had been wet by the rain during the transfer.

Even now, even with the protection of the formation, he was still shivering as if in the cold wind, but he did not make any sound, fearful and vigilant.

Around that circle of tribesmen, there were more than a dozen monks scattered around. Their cultivation levels were basically at the Qi Condensation stage, and their spiritual power was very weak.

Most of these monks were bare-handed, and only three of them held spiritual weapons that emitted weak spiritual power.

Their little consciousness couldn't see far enough with their eyes, and they were staring nervously outside the low wall, but the continuous rain made them unable to see very far.

Agushi immediately shook his head. The old patriarch handed the clan members into his hands. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, how could he talk about life and death? What the woman said would bring despair to others.

In the void, two vague figures were suspended quietly.

"What they speak is a very ancient fairy language, right?"

The woman spoke softly. Although she could probably understand the words of the people below, some of the pronunciation made it difficult for her to distinguish what they were saying.

"Even the ancient Immortal Language, maybe because it's from different continents, I can only understand vaguely!"

The man touched his chin with one hand, listening and thinking.

Just when Agushi was about to scold the thin woman for talking nonsense, a voice came from above their heads.

"There is someone more than six hundred miles away from here. Is he looking for you?"

This voice came very suddenly, and the pronunciation sounded a bit jerky to the ears of Agushi and others, but the other party spoke very slowly, and they still understood the general meaning.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. The sudden sound also made everyone below stunned for a moment, and then it was like a nest exploded.

They all quickly gathered together like frightened birds, and their movements were very fast.

At the same time, Agushi and the other two Ji Zhu attacked the sound without any hesitation.

After they attacked, Agushi shouted sharply.

"who?"

At the same time, when he raised his head, he could clearly see two figures standing suspended above his head. Their appearance must have been hidden by magic, making it blurry, making it difficult to see their true appearance.

Looking at the sharp wooden thorns flying all over the sky with screaming sounds, and the two spears sandwiched between them, Li Yan and Zhao Min didn't even move their bodies.

The two spear magic weapons are not of very high grade, and the refining techniques are a bit rough.

Zhao Min just glanced at the roaring attack, and an invisible force came from her body.

The wooden thorns and two spears all over the sky seemed to have encountered an invisible wall of air.

After pausing in the air for a moment, under Agu Xi's horrified eyes, the "Wood Thorn Technique" he thought he had mastered turned into debris all over the sky and collapsed.

The two spears also fell on the rain-soaked grass with a "thump" sound, splashing a large amount of water.

Zhao Min did not damage the opponent's magic weapon, otherwise, with her strength, the two magic weapons might lose their spirituality after being hit by her, and the owner of the magic weapon would be immediately injured by the backlash.

"Golden elixir... strong man in the elixir stage!"

The three foundation-building attacks below were instantly disintegrated by the opponent, and they immediately realized who they had encountered.

The woman had already lost her voice, and at the same time, everyone's face turned pale, without a trace of blood.