While Mo Xuan and Fang Yi were both living in cultivation, cruel killings were launched in other places in the secret realm.

On the edge of a volcano, a disciple of Qingxuan Sect finally managed to kill the guardian monster. He just happily dug out the century-old fire spirit flower protected by the monster. In this moment of slackness...

"Swish~"

A flying sword suddenly came!

Sneak attack!

"Ah~"

This Qingxuan Sect disciple never dreamed that someone had been waiting for the moment when he relaxed.

Because he was unable to react, his head was cut in an instant, and he had only time to let out a scream, which became the last sound.

After a moment, a disciple of the Wanpo Sect carefully stepped forward and confirmed that the disciple was indeed dead, he began to scatter the body very skillfully.

Looking at the other things and spoils in his hand that were not very valuable except for the fire spirit flower, the Wanpoison Cult slap in dissatisfaction: "Bah~ Poor!"

Then calmly put away the cut head and quickly left here!

The miserable wilderness of the headless corpse was left. Soon the smell of blood attracted a group of rotten monsters, eating the corpses clean. There was nothing left except torn clothes and the gradually drying blood on the ground.

Such things are not just one place or two, but are happening everywhere.

Some people succeed in sneak attacks, and some people fail to attack and get killed.

Those who are good at craftsmanship do not necessarily live long, but those who live long must be capable.

Of course, there are some skills that are not good, but the number of people is gathered to keep warm.

The fights are happening from time to time, and various traps are hard to defend against.

Tian Wang did not find his boss, but because of his strong strength, he surrounded him with more than a dozen disciples of Qingxuan Sect. Some were saved by him, and some were met. Seeing that he was strong, he wanted to hug him.

He also realized that the competition in the secret realm was cruel and wanted to join forces to keep warm, so Tian Wang also refused everyone. Anyway, he was a disciple of Qingxuan Sect, and he had more strength.

No matter what, there is still some deterrent force when there are too many people. Some people who work alone or have fewer people still dare not make up for their ideas, so the safety has been greatly improved.

There is no time to cultivate the truth!

Three days later, Mo Xuan came out of the place of cultivation.

He gained a lot in these three days. He not only refined the "Creation and Defeat Technique", but also practiced to the level of small success in one fell swoop. If the medicine-induced demon spirit flower had not been used up, he would still be quiet in this high-speed improvement.

After the secret technique was completed, he not only improved Mo Xuan's physical defense, but also increased his endurance and recovery. From now on, as long as he was not instantly fatal injury, he could consume some secret power to recover in an instant.

The so-called secret power is the magic power of the Green Lotus Sutra in the body mixed with the juice of the demon spirit flower. The secret magic power cultivated with secret techniques is the secret power.

Theoretically, as long as this secret power is continuous, Mo Xuan can maintain his peak combat power without considering consumption and not fearing injuries.

Of course, these are only evaluated by Mo Xuan based on records, and are not necessarily accurate. As for the specific situation, you have to try it before you know it.

After a while, Fang Yi also came out of the place of cultivation, and the sharp edge in his eyes flashed faintly. This was a manifestation that the sword energy that had just broken through had not been completely restrained.

Mo Xuan knew at a glance that Fang Yi was like him and gained a lot of gains in this retreat practice.

Both of them are in the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and the secret techniques cannot be improved at a high speed in a short period of time. This wave of strength improvement has come to an end.

The two looked at each other and saw the fighting spirit and murderous intent in each other's eyes!

Mo Xuan waved his hand: "Okay, the practice is over, it's time to settle the score with those poisonous kids!"

As he said that, he took the lead and walked outward, Fang Yi said nothing, but followed firmly.
Chapter completed!