Tongxuan Realm, a mountain stream more than a thousand kilometers southwest of Qianhuan Valley.

A sudden encounter is coming to an end. The corpses of monks and strange beasts are either cleaned up by their companions or eaten away. The shadowy environment, such as being able to digest all matter, flesh, soul, magic tools, spirit stones, talismans, etc., as long as they become ownerless things, they will disappear in a very short time.

A scavenger lurked under the battlefield with a valuable earth escape talisman. The vibration and muffled sounds on the ground have never stopped. From time to time, the battlefield will also affect the ground. The scavenger relies on his keen spiritual sense to avoid fatal threats from time to time!

Suddenly, a sharp sword cut through the void, ignoring the thick soil and rock layers, and appeared directly underground. A lurking strange beast kilometer ahead of the scavenger was pierced from beginning to end. The blood was like a high-pressure fountain, and suddenly it was like a high-block of soil raised on the ground, and then spit onto the ground, sprinkling a large rain of scarlet blood.

The huge beast was wailing. The movement of its struggle underground caused a small earthquake. Its spiritual blood caused great interference to the surrounding earth-based spiritual power, and the scavenger's escape method began to become unstable.

As a last resort, he had to stay away from the battlefield again and wait for the movement to pass.

In the short time, the strange beasts exhausted their vitality. The earthquake stopped, and the scavengers swam freely in the soil like sharks smelling blood.

I found the corpse of the strange beast, drilled out of my body dozens of meters long, and quietly drilled in.

The body of this strange beast is like a maze, with flesh and blood that has not yet completely necrotic, and the meridians and even spiritual power are still reacting and twitching.

The scavenger's goal is clear. Although this corpse is full of treasures, he can only obtain the most valuable ones.

Inner alchemy!

If you have good luck!

This is a fifth-level earth-type beast, lurking underground all year round, like a huge loach. In the past, it was also the overlord of an underground world.

What kind of strange beast is? The scavenger doesn't care at all. He only cares about the fifth-level strange beast that is enough to contribute his precious inner alchemy if he is lucky enough.

After a moment, the answer was revealed!

The scavenger swam to the heart of the strange beast in disappointment. As a source of energy, the spiritual power here was viscous and almost liquid, and it was dissipating little by little at this time. However, the already empty "dantian" showed no sign of the existence of the inner elixir.

Too!

Although the fifth level has touched the edge of the sixth level golden elixir wild beast, the formation of the inner elixir can only condense when the fifth level wild beast is about to break through. This strange beast only takes a long time to accumulate bit by bit.

Except for the inner alchemy, although other parts of the strange beast are precious, they cannot be seen in the eyes of the scavengers.

Just so happened that the battlefield above his head had been calmed for a while. Whoever wins and loses, the scavenger doesn't care. He only focuses on the "treasure" left on the battlefield, provided that his movements are fast enough.

Sure enough, when he got out of the ground, there were already three or four dark figures, wandering around the devastated battlefield like a thief. The lost magic weapons were the focus of their search. If they were lucky, they could find a storage bag, which would undoubtedly be like discovering a treasure house.

It is important to know that in the war, ordinary monks carry all their wealth, the best magic weapon, the best protection, the best supplies, and the last spiritual stone!

This is true for casual cultivators, and so is the monks from the Beast Control Sect.

The scavengers immediately joined the plundering team.

But bad luck has always been with me. After a quarter of an hour of careful and careful search, I didn’t encounter any surprises except for a few damaged magic weapons.

Just as the scavenger turned his attention to others in annoyance!

A sharp whistle broke the silence, echoing on the battlefield like a bolt from the blue.

The scavenger reacted quickly. When he subconsciously pinched the escape talisman, his body turned into a stream of light and threw it towards the ground under his feet.

However!

The ground that was originally freely moved became so "hard", the spiritual power of the earth was isolated, and the earth seemed to have become steel.

With a loud bang, the scavenger bumped into a dizzy head. The failed escape technique made him feel like he had been riding an eighteen times. The spiritual power in his body was messy, his head was dizzy, and he was nauseous and wanted to vomit. He lost the best reaction and escape opportunity for a while.

A large number of monks from the Beast Control Sect appeared and surrounded mice that had no way to escape.

The monk in the lead held a magic weapon with a strange shape with hatred. The use of magic weapons was used up to isolate all the use of the earth escape method. He only heard his order: "Kill me!"

Countless flying swords, magic weapons, and accompanying beasts turned into countless colorful meteors. The scavengers had no room for resistance. They turned into powder after loud bangs and explosions.

The scavengers are dead!

The treasures they had worked hard day and night, but they had won the death of their lives turned into storage bags, lying quietly on the dirt soaked in blood.

Almost at the same time, more figures appeared around, and they surrounded the monks from the Beast Control Sect!

"Uncle Master!" A beautiful female cultivator from the Beast Control Sect shook her head slowly at the monk in the lead.

The leader of the Beast Control Sect cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, the companion beast was a black eagle standing on his shoulder. This black eagle exuded the pressure and aura of the Golden Elixir stage, but it could not stop the covetousness from the surroundings.

"Let's go!" said the monk in the Beast Control Sect led by the leader with hatred.

He even dared not take away the relics of his fellow disciples. More than a hundred remaining monks from the Beast Control Sect took off their swords and magic weapons and soared up.

Almost at the same time, a large number of black dots rushed over from all directions, densely packed, and even countless numbers were counted.

These people didn't sound a word and fought on the way to fly.

The screams of death and the sound of fighting erupted in an instant, and the battlefield that was temporarily silent was trapped in the baptism of blood and fire.

"These stinky flies!"

"Uncle Master, there is nothing we can do about it. If the Jixia Academy does not come forward, these casual cultivators will not be able to form a joint force."

"Jixia Academy!?" The monk led by the Beast Control Sect sneered, "It is this world, it's another world..."

"Uncle Master is careful, he is a landlord after all!"

The conversation in the sky did not affect the ongoing feast on the ground.

Similar scenes are not uncommon. Since the war was launched, the monks of the Beast Control Sect have become numb.

Hunter, prey, winner, loser, get rich overnight and lose everything in an instant... Such incidents are repeated, and the previous moment is still full of youth, and the next moment, even a whole body cannot be left behind.

There is no absolute security and no absolute insurance. Since you join, you must be mentally prepared accordingly.

Once you step into this continuous front, life and death, success and failure will only change in an instant.

"Uncle Master, look, over there!"

The feast on the ground broke out in a very short time and ended in the blink of an eye. Except for more than a dozen fresh corpses, the remaining battlefield has been plundered.

At this moment, a special team appeared on the ridge in the distance. A monk in black Taoist robe, led by the leader, stood on a prominent rock and looked at the battlefield where people had already dispersed.

A big banner slowly unfolded behind him, and the military formation composed of hundreds of monks looked very strict.

These people are not casual cultivators!

"Go and go over and take a look!"

The monk from the Beast Control Sect turned in a direction in the air and slowly flew towards the ridge where the military formation was located.

As the distance approaches, the flag with red background and black letters can be seen clearly - Bibo Gate!

"Bibomen? It seems to have heard of it."

"Uncle Master, it's a small sect in the northern border."

"Oh!" The monk led by the Beast Control Sect nodded slowly, and looked at the sect on the ridge with an evaluation eye.

There were more than 100 people, four foundation-building monks, and 106 people in the middle and late stages of Qi training. The military formation was rigorous and the monks were glamorous. They were in their hands and on their bodies. It can be seen that this small sect has a certain wealth.

This is very important.

The so-called "only life" is the most dangerous and unpredictable, and it is completely untrustworthy. Only such monks with origin, roots, and wealth have general common sense and rules.

Especially on the front line where the war is everywhere.

"But all fellow Taoists from Bibo Sect? The Beast Sect's A and Team B are polite."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Su Cheng, the head of the Bibo Sect!"

"Wei Xuan, the Beast Control Sect!"

"Fellow Daoist Wei!"

"Fellow Daoist Su!"

After a few meetings, the final tension and slack of alertness, the two teams met on the ridge and exchanged a good greeting.

A quarter of an hour later, in a huge tent, both sides took their seats separately.

Team A, C and B of the Beast Gate had just experienced a big battle, and were exhausted. Most of them were injured, and everyone consumed most of their spiritual power. The war materials and supplies in the storage bag were almost exhausted. At this time, it was timely rain to encounter a rest camp where you can rest.

Soon, various spiritual objects were supplied with supplies, including elixirs, spiritual tea, spiritual fruits, etc. Many people breathed a sigh of relief after entering the meditation for a moment.

"Did your party respond to the call to help the boxing?"

The monk from the Beast Control Sect asked this.

Su Cheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "I will do my best."

The monks from the Beast Control Sect looked at each other and someone said, "Why don't you get a certificate? My Beast Control Sect can also calculate the merits!"

Su Cheng laughed and said, "Why do you guys pretend to be confused? Your merits in Jixia Academy will not recognize them."

"Hmph!" Another monk from the Beast Control Sect snorted coldly.

The atmosphere that had just relaxed was a stern, and the faces on the beast gate suddenly became a little unfavorable.

At this moment, a rumbling movement suddenly appeared, and the ground under his feet still vibrated. The monk above the foundation-building cultivator sensed it and his face changed.

At that moment, more than a dozen figures flew out of the tent and stood in the air and looked south!

A silver wave that was invisible to the end was spreading over the sky!

"Is this!?" a man exclaimed in the air.

Su Cheng's eyes flashed wildly, and then he smiled and said, "Silver puppet!"

"It's actually a puppet army!"

The monk led by the Beast Control Sect exclaimed.

"Which sect is this that has such strength?"

"Who else can it be!" Su Cheng replied with a smile, "It can only be the Nangong family!"
Chapter completed!