A flash of lightning, a breeze blew by, rolling up the withered yellow grass leaves, and Xiao Chen disappeared into Qingcheng's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Qingcheng's face was slightly angry, but she still covered it up very well and continued to lead the team forward.

When the sunset was about to set the next day, the third-level spiritual veins collected by Xiao Chen had reached a total of thirty-five, a quite terrifying number.

Even the Haotian Sect, regardless of the accumulation over ten thousand years, there are only two or three hundred third-level spiritual veins that can be given out.

In the fairy ring, the laurel tree that was poured with all its strength has reached a height of more than 100 meters, with lush branches and leaves and green shadows.

As for the dragon-patterned fruit that Xiao Chen valued more, it grew even more gratifyingly, and it grew to six plants, with a golden fruit hanging on each plant.

The infusion of more than 30 high-level spiritual veins has not been in vain.

Ao Jiao smiled and said, "Come on, come on, this group of ghost tribes is really a great person. A team of hundreds of people will help you search for spiritual veins for free. Such opportunities are really rare."

A irritable aura spread across the ghost clan's team. Qingcheng was a little suspicious whether he had found the wrong person.

Seeing his group of people and the corpse tribe fighting to death, this guy easily got the source of the spiritual vein.

Sometimes, if you are lucky, Xiao Chen can pick the undead flower, but if the undead flower is first obtained by the corpse clan, he will never waste his energy to help fight.

I wanted him to help, but when I looked back, I found that I had run away and was completely helpless.

In the next two days, not only the ghost clan but also the corpse clan were guarding against Xiao Chen. The two sides, who were originally fighting fiercely, stopped at the same time when they saw him appear and directly competed for the source of the undead flower and the spiritual vein.

In addition, on the grassland, the spiritual veins have been found almost the same, and Xiao Chen's harvest has dropped sharply. It took only two days to obtain the source of five spiritual veins.

However, the source of forty spiritual veins is enough. In four days, the laurel tree and dragon-patterned fruit in the fairy ring have reached four hundred years of medicine age.

Xiao Chen estimated that the laurel tree would be completely mature in two days, and it would be fine whether it would be reserved for backup or used to sell star coins.

Of course, the premise of all is based on being able to obtain the best spiritual vein, otherwise you will have to wait for a hundred years.

Or if you spend a lot of money to buy third-level spiritual veins from the black market after going out, it will be extremely unprofitable.

The marching team suddenly stopped, and Xiao Chen also frowned slightly. In the moment, the aura of death filled the void suddenly increased a lot.

Life and death, whether flowers and plants wither, birds and beasts die, or warriors die, the death energy of death always exists between heaven and earth.

It’s just that ordinary warriors are hard to feel, and they will avoid it if they accidentally feel it. No one will like the aura of death.

Xiao Chen was no exception. A group of ghost warriors behind him were all radiant, with a thrilling look in their eyes, and they seemed extremely enjoyable.

On the vast grassland, at the end of your sight, you can see two wisps of black blue smoke soaring into the sky, forming a black cloud in the clear sky.

The invisible aura of death can be seen with the naked eye. Needless to say, under the black cloud is the place where the undead fruit is located.

In another opposite direction, many warriors from the Corpse Clan also stopped and looked at the black clouds with a greedy look in their eyes.

At the front of the team, there were five men standing in the center, one of which was the mysterious man Xiao Chen had particularly noticed, with the pattern of the undead on his eyebrows.

Next to him was Wang Can, who had fought with Xiao Chen, and the other three were all the leaders of the younger generation of the Corpse Clan.

"Brother Wei Hua, that place is where the Undead Fruit is located, but only two wisps of death are coming out. It should be the Black Flame King Snake waiting here to swallow one." Wang Can pointed ahead and said politely to the person.

Wei Hua nodded and said in a hoarse voice: "I felt that I only need one undead fruit, which is enough to enable me to reach the late stage of the lower-grade martial saint."

"The Ghost Clan's People..."

A murderous aura flashed in Wei Hua's eyes and said, "Don't worry, this time I brought three Nether Fire Demon Corpse, each of which has the power to fight with the middle-grade Martial Saint. Don't be afraid to meet God Wuque."

Bang bang bang!

In the void, violent explosions sounded. Wang Can looked up and saw a figure moving forward high in the air.

Unable to feel the power of death or the fluctuations of the laws of the Heavenly Saint, the man stepped on the soles of his feet and immediately exploded with a violent sound, like a deafening sound of thunder.

He came from the void with his physical control, which was surprisingly fast.

Wang Can's face was happy and said with a smile: "Kuidou is here, and now he has a greater grasp of it."

Wei Hua raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The descendants of the Iron Hand King are indeed as powerful as ever."

However, his words did not seem very friendly. Wang Can knew the secret. Grandpa Wei Huazu was the real big man in the Corpse Temple, one of the four king emperors, King of Nether Fire.

When the Iron Hand King rebelled from the Temple of Corpse, he fought with his grandfather. As a result, the King of Nether Fire was defeated and allowed the Iron Hand King to escape successfully.

The old grudges of adulthood have long faded away as time passes, and there is no eternal grudge among the kings and emperors.

But when two descendants meet, the small grudge must exist.

Whoosh!

The Iron Hand King flashed and landed in front of Wei Hua. He grinned and said, "You two have been waiting for a long time. On the way, they met Yan Shisan. It took some effort to get rid of him."

Wei Hua smiled softly and said, "Yan Shisan's killing sword will destroy all life and kill all things in the world. It is normal for you to practice your body and not be able to defeat him."

The Iron Hand King's expression changed, he stared at Wei Hua and smiled suddenly, "I said who is it? It turns out that he is the descendant of the King of Nether Fire. The scar on your grandfather's chest should have not yet been eliminated. The full-strength attack of the seventh-level holy body left a mark that could not be eliminated for thousands of years."

When the two met, they became sarcastic. Wang Can quickly stepped forward and laughed and said, "Go away quickly, Brother Kuidou, after this incident, I will guarantee that I will give you my Heavenly Ghost Self-Cultivation Art."

Kuidou snorted coldly, not saying anything more, Wei Hua also knew how to advance and retreat. This was not the time to cause trouble for the other party, and he was not joking with the other party.

The two teams flew vigorously on the grassland towards the place where the black smoke rose. After two hours, they arrived almost at the same time, but did not fight immediately, but they all looked solemn.

When I rushed to the bottom of the black cloud, I did not see the undead flower, only a black snake, and its body was curled around, like a small hill.

Above the black scales, a faint flame burned, a pair of small sharp corners grew above the head, spitting scarlet letters, shaking their heads to look around.

This is the Black Flame King Snake, but it was a bit beyond everyone's expectations. The small sharp corners on the forehead all indicate that the Black Flame King Snake has improved again in the past ten years.

Qingcheng stared at the Black Flame King Snake and said, "Please be troublesome. It swallowed a dead fruit, probably it could already match the strength of a top-grade martial saint."

Wang Can and others also frowned and were a little at a loss. They had never regarded the Black Flame King Snake as too much trouble before.

The teams on both sides rose in the air, and both saw the anxiety in each other's eyes.

This is not the result that Xiao Chen wanted. Xiao Chen was thinking about it and said after a moment: "The undead fruit should be under it, I'll lead him away."

Ji Shi Zhan Bai Su and others looked at Xiao Chen in surprise. It was not that they didn’t believe in Xiao Chen’s strength, but that it was rare for Xiao Chen to take the initiative to ask for help.

"Don't worry, I'm a little confident in my own qualities. I'll help you hold back Kuidou when I come back."

Xiao Chen continued to say something, dispelling Qingcheng's doubts. Qingcheng nodded and said, "It's not a solution to drag it like this, so I'll have to do it. Mr. Xiao, but are you sure to get out?"

The interests of both sides are now tied together, and they are defeated. It is impossible for Xiao Chen to obtain the best spiritual vein.

"I never do things that I'm not sure about."

The soles of the feet were a little in the void, and the figure flashed. Xiao Chen had an extra bow in his hand. He pulled the bow and pulled the strings, and an arrow fell to the ground like a meteor, tearing the space apart.

With a sound of Kaz, the arrow hit the gap between the scales accurately and directly penetrated into the body of the Black Flame King Snake.

A single arrow could have such power. Qingcheng Wang Can and others were surprised by it. When did the Black Flame King Snake's defense be like tofu?

"There is a secret to this bow!"

Several people stared at the Soul Bow in Xiao Chen's hand, and a look of extreme interest appeared in their eyes.

Especially Kuidou, he looked very carefully. When Xiao Chen was pulling the strings, everything he used was pure power.

Blood flowed out, and the Black Flame King Snake let out a painful howl, and opened its mouth to Xiao Chen in the air and a flame squirted over.

The thick black flames, like dense clouds, burned the air and dust everywhere, leaving behind large areas of dark space.

Xiao Chen quickly dodged, pulled the bow and pulled the strings, and shot another arrow. The Black Flame King Snake was completely angry, and his huge body rose into the air and shot towards Xiao Chen.

When its body was completely off the ground, three undead flowers appeared in the sight of the teams on both sides, and two of them contained a black fruit.

"Do it!"

The people on both sides retracted their attention from the Soul Sorrow Bow in Xiao Chen's hand, and they did not say anything nonsense and started fighting directly.

Both sides traveled along the way, sending teams to search for the undead flowers, but there were many battles. They had been preparing for this fierce battle for a long time.

Xiao Chen, who was dodging the attack of the Black Flame King Snake in the distance, showed a smile on his lips. This was the situation he wanted to see.

The black flames rolled and there were large black blanks in the sky from time to time.

Xiao Chen frowned and did not dare to snatch his sharp edge. The flame was fierce and contained a force of death that could burn vitality.
Chapter completed!