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A strange, indescribable feeling appeared in Yan Xiaobao's heart. Just a few days ago, he and Zhou Youdao kept laughing and joking. The next time he saw him, they were separated by death forever. It almost felt as if the whole world was filled with destruction and death, creating a kind of suppressed pressure, immediately reminding Yan Xiaobao of the dangers around him. The slightest mistake could cause him to die. People might even use his body to set traps for other disciples.

Anger began to burn in Yan Xiaobao's eyes, and his fists clenched into a ball. Except for Feng Yan many years ago, this was the first disciple Yan Xiaobao knew to die with, and his heart had caused sadness. He could not forget how Zhou Youdao talked about his dream of becoming the patriarch of the spiritual sect.

“Immortal practice should be about living a better life. It’s about realizing your dreams. Why? Why…Is there a must for all these battles and killings…? Is it worth it?” He only glanced at it and realized that the two corpses were traps. Still, he chose…to keep moving forward.

As soon as he approached the body, the rumbling sound echoed from the ground. Apparently, some pills were hidden in the area that was now exploding, sending a large amount of toxic gas to Yan Xiaobao.

At the same time, a flying sword shot lightning like lightning at him, and a sword was surrounded by an illusory scorpion, making a loud scream!

At the same moment, an amazingly powerful explosion swept through the air from the other side, causing more detonating pills.

On one side is the flying sword and on the other side is the explosion, he is surrounded by a poisonous spell formation. Anyone who falls into this situation will be suspected to be surpassed.

A cold snort echoed through the toxic gas, and someone shouted: "Die!"

Yan Xiaobao calmed down his anger. His face was very serious because the volcanic eruption accumulated on his chest suddenly erupted.

"You will be that dead man!" he said, his voice flourishing like thunder, spreading from all directions, like strong winds that can push down mountains and drain out of the ocean.

His hair was whipped, his eyes flashed with murder intentions. It was a great wonder!

His thunderous voice swept away, filled with sadness and anger. It became a powerful attack that instantly destroyed the toxic smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke was blown away, revealing the sound of flying swords and explosions, as well as the two shocked disciples who released them, a young man and a young woman from the pillstreamsect.

The scorpion around the sword let out a creepy scream as it was crushed by a huge hand. When the sword was exhausted by spiritual power, the sound of the sword sounded from the sword and then rotated to the side.

As for the explosion, even their terrifying power was redirected by Yan Xiaobao and sent to a completely different direction.

Suddenly, everything seemed to be blurred. Shocking energy emanated from Yan Xiaobao, and when he spoke in a powerful voice, he seemed to have grown taller.

"Anyone who kills disciples of the spiritual genre will be sentenced to death!"

His words echoed like thunder, threatening to extinction!

They added extra power to the explosion in the area, which was no longer like strong winds. It contained Yan Xiaobao's intention to kill, and also the power of the essence of life of his waterswamp kingdom!

The power that can easily crush mountains and dry up the ocean!

Suddenly, water vapor appeared in the area. The kingdom of waterswamp... is coming! The hairs of the two pillstreamsect disciples flew around frantically, their robes whipped. Their faces were pale, and even their skin seemed to be suppressed by the force. When wild winds hit them, they were frightened, turning them into rowboats in the hurricane, as the peaks collapsed and the seawater flooded them, causing them to stagger backwards and spew blood from their mouths.

The female disciple trembled violently, and blood oozed out of her eyes, ears and nose. When she left Yan Xiaobao, she soon found that she could not bear the force of putting pressure on her. When her eyes exploded, then her head, and then her whole body, she let out a creepy scream!

She instantly turned into a blood haze blown away by the wind.

"No!" the male disciple screamed. Blood began to gush out of his mouth, and he shook violently. His world began to turn dark, and he screamed in pain. Never in his darkest nightmare, he might have thought that he would provoke... such an indescribable paradise.

Energy and pressure felt like the elders in his sect. This was something that a solidified disciple should never endure, something that even Lin Fang, the most powerful voter he knew, could stand up!

"That's wrong. The message given to us by the sect is completely wrong!! Don't kill me! I..." The bloody male disciple collapsed mentally and began to plead for tears. He didn't want to die, and could not bear the horror he felt. However, before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaobao walked up and grabbed his throat.

"My nephew Zhou doesn't want to die," he roared. "Do you know? I don't want to kill anyone either." Yan Xiaobao is not the kind of person who becomes friends with anyone. His heart belongs to the Lingliu Sect.

It doesn't matter; for him, the Lingliu Sect is at home!

He clung to his grip, and when the pillstreamsect disciple's neck was crushed, a crackling sound could be heard. His eyes bulged and his legs twitched a few times. Then he died!

Things gradually calmed down. Yan Xiaobao let go of his hand and walked back to Zhou Youdao's body. He sighed.

"Zhou Youdao," he said softly, "Please allow me to take you back to the sect." In this way, he put Zhou Youdao's body into his handbag, with his bottle, but his handbag had not moved.

For the people from pillstreamsect, he searched them thoroughly. Before leaving, he put the contents of the four bottles he collected into his own. All in all, they didn't even collect half of himself.

Finally, he had the opportunity to see what the pillstreamsect disciples said to him.

"Yan Xiaobao, a genius in medicine, is suspected to be the so-called Little Turtle sect. His technology is unknown and his combat power is unclear. Sometimes weak and sometimes strong, with a large number of magical items. He won the first place in the election battle of the sect, which may be caused by ghostfang's negligence. If you meet him, you have to worry about his medicine, not his combat power. Attack him on two-on-one."

Yan Xiaobao didn't know where pillstreamsect got their information, but now he was more curious about the information about profoundstreamsect and bloodstreamsect. Then, he left.

Four hours later, a young man with no expression approached the scene. Fang Lin from pillstreamsect was one of them. His eyes were shining, and he looked around to determine what was going on.

Soon, he stood where Yan Xiaobao roared strongly. He closed his eyes as if seeking enlightenment. Soon, his expression flashed and his eyes opened.

"So powerful! Who did this... Song Que?ghostfang?Jiudao?" Fang Lin took a deep breath, because the expectation of fighting rose in his heart. Looking around, he determined the path Yan Xiaobao took when he left, and then took different directions, unwilling to contact him at this moment.

Four hours later, another man appeared. He was a tall and burly man surrounded by fire and lightning. After looking around, his eyes began to shine and he began to pant.

"This is not Song Que, nor Jiudao. Is it the Ghost Square? Damn it. I don't want to provoke any of these three!" This person was Lei Shan. After looking at it, he hesitated for a moment, unable to accurately determine the action taken by this terrible character in which direction. Gripping his teeth, he chose a direction at will, which happened to be the direction that Yan Xiaobao took.

Time accelerated. Over the next three days, many people passed by the area. Some accepted clues, while others did not.

On the third night, Song Que approached. Although most of the traces of the battle disappeared, he could feel that the area was a little strange. He squatted down and placed his right hand on the ground. After a while, his eyes shone.

"This kind of energy... This is neither Jiudao nor Fang Lin nor ghostfang. In that case, it must be... Yan Xiaobao!"

He narrowed his eyes and turned around, and rushed past the distance.

At about the same time, Yan Xiaobao was also traveling through the sword world. Whenever he encountered a banebeast on earth, he would kill it and collect its earth energy.

More gray liquids were accumulated in his flasks, but he was still far from the way he could form a zone to capture crystals. In the current area, the banebeasts provided much more energy than the ones behind, but unfortunately, they were harder to find. Most of his time wasted walking back and forth.

Obviously, the banebeasts on the earth are partly illusory and partly physical, allowing them to blend into the air itself. They are difficult to track and sometimes disappear randomly in battle. If it weren't for Yan Xiaobao's special senses, he might not have even discovered them.

If you're very close to their hiding place, they will only achieve it. Otherwise, they will remain hidden.

"I need to find a better way. The best way is to get a bunch of marmots in the same area. My current method is too slow. Even attacking disciples from other sects is not fast enough." Even though he was thinking about this, he suddenly stopped in place. Then a hissing sound could be heard, grabbing him like a stretched hand. When it only grabbed the air, it began to pull back, but before that, Yan Xiaobao reached out and grabbed it.

Then he pulled his hand back suddenly, and the thunderous impact rang out, vibrating like a huge mirror. Meanwhile, a three-meter-high ape-shaped Turk was dragged out of the air.

It had no hair, only black scales, and Yu Xiaobao dragged it out, and it made a powerful roar. Its eyes were flickering fiercely, but had little intelligence. Almost immediately, it tried to pounce on Yan Xiaobao, and his eyes flashed when he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the ape on his neck. However, instead of crushing it, he pulled it a little closer and began to study it carefully. Soon, his eyes began to emit a strange light.

"If I could make a psychotropic drug that could attract these bile...this would certainly solve the problem. Then I could form that Earth Capture Crystal faster. At least...it would be faster than trying to kill and rob other disciples." Having reached this point in his mind, Yan Xiaobao walked away, his eyes gleaming, and the monkeys led it.

His destination was a valley ahead, where he found a secluded place to hide and study this banebeast. His powerful gaze made things tremble as if just looking at it could see everything in the internal structure.

Of course, the fact is that he can't do that. Currently, this barbecue is just a research subject, just like some snakes did in 10,000 snakesvalley a few years ago. If he wanted to make psychotropic drugs specifically targeting this beast, then he obviously needed to study them on many levels.

His eyes burned passionately, reached into his hand and took out a flying sword. Soon afterwards, he was cutting through the chest of banebeast.

The next day, as he left the valley, his eyes were filled with blood.

“They are not much different from ordinary beasts. They have the same organs and even blood… However, once they die, all of this disappears and turns into Earth’s energy.

"Another strange thing is that there is no food in the groundhog's belly...Does they don't need to eat food?" With this, he grabbed another banebeast for further experiments.

A few days later, more and more disciples appeared in the area, which might be considered the middle part of the sword world. Some of them attacked other disciples and stole their doctrine bottles, while others chased the madmen. By this time, Yan Xiaobao studied more than a dozen different bile, his eyes were more blood-filled than before. His hair was messy, and he almost looked like he was crazy.

"The eyesight is poor, the sense of smell is poor, but they look very sensitive...How do they blend into the air? How are they formed by the energy of the earth? Why do they attack the practitioners?" Yan Xiaobao was completely immersed in the medicine at this time. He continued to ask muttering questions to himself, confirming that banebeasts always attack him actively and were bloodthirsty and ferocious.

"Wait a minute..." His heart began to pound when he realized that he might be doing something. Suddenly he looked up and he hurried to find a banebeast to confirm his new theory.

Soon, a 9-meter-long earth-dragon bear appeared in front of him. It was covered with black scales and was currently surrounded by five disciples wearing long blood-red robes.

Apparently, they were disciples of bloodstreamsect. Their intention to kill was raging, and they didn't seem to care about anything except killing people. When one of their disciples was suddenly killed, they didn't even care.

Yan Xiaobao's eyes flashed into a beam of light that shot towards the area. Even as the disciples of the four Bloodflow Sects were about to launch another volley, a blur appeared, and someone reached out to grab the huge bear.

The blood sect's eyes were wide open. None of them recognized Yan Xiaobao immediately, but they could say that he was wearing Lingliu sect's clothes. Soon, a sneer appeared on their faces, and a ridicule. In their struggle with the bear, they gradually realized that it had certain special qualities, including terrible physical strength. "He would be killed!"

"The people of the Spiritual Sect are so arrogant! This is an intermediate banebeast, not a low-level banebeast. Does he want to die?!" The disciples of the Bloodstream Sect laughed coldly, because they imagined the banebeast that tore the spiritual sects into pieces.

However, even as a sneer appeared on their faces, they suddenly shivered, and their eyes became widened by suspicion and shock.

What they saw was Yan Xiaobao, his hair was completely confused, he grabbed the bear and made a terrifying roar. Then it exposed its teeth, as if it was about to tear Yan Xiaobao's arm off his body and tear it to pieces.

However, Yan Xiaobao quickly locked his hand on it, and the bear was like a stream of pressure just pressing on it. When Yan Xiaobao pushed the bear to the ground, a rumbling sound rang out.

The ground was trembling, and the disciples of the four bloody sects could not breathe and could hardly believe their eyes.
Chapter completed!