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Dongyuan, West Pole.

In less than a day, the streams of light converge.

Demonic clouds turned into escaping light and appeared here.

They were ordered by Mo Shisan to look for them. If they met the Mo Palace demon cultivators on the way, they would take them with them to avoid disaster for them.

Mo Shisan didn’t know why Rakshasa Yuan was called Rakshasa Yuan. The map of Wanfa Sect said Rakshasa Yuan was called Rakshasa Yuan, and people later called it Rakshasa Yuan.

The West Pole is not far from the Rakshasa Abyss, so Mo Shisan made a prompt decision to gather people in the West Pole.

The severely injured and skeleton-like Jindan Zhenren was hiding in Rakshasa Yuan to hunt demon cultivators. Naturally, they could not sit still and wait for death. They would either find out and kill him, or find out and ask the Jindan cultivators from Mo Palace to take action.

Information is time-sensitive. Once the news leaks out, given Jin Dan's strength, by the time they arrive, the other party will probably have already left.

He would not be stupid enough to stay where he was and wait for the real Jin Dan from Mo Palace to arrive.

It takes more than a month for Wanfa Sect's large-scale spirit boat to open. No matter how fast Jindan Zhenren's support is, it can only shorten the time by half, and the day lilies will be cold by then.

The safest way is to seek help from Wanfa Zong Jindan in Dongyuan City.

He has arranged manpower in Dongyuan City. As long as the information can be confirmed to be correct, he can find Jindan Zhenren.

Just like what Uncle Si said, their first-hand information was based on what others said, and they don't know whether it is true or false.

When it reaches them, it is already second-hand information. Regardless of whether it is true or false, if they pass it to Dongyuan City, it will be third-hand information. Once it cannot be fully recited due to ambiguity, it may cause Wanfa Sect Jindan to

Suspect.

Jindan Zhenren is not a small character who can come when he is called and go when he drinks.

If listening to the wind is like rain, wouldn’t it be possible for Master Jin Dan to verify it himself every time?

No matter how big the business is, you can't use the strategic level Master Jindan every time. If it continues like this, Master Jindan's time will be compressed by these trivial matters.

"Is everyone here?" Mo Shisan looked around, his eyes scanning the demon cultivator's face.

There are twenty-one in total, and there are several stages of Qi training. Most of them use blinding methods to hide their original appearance.

Excluding these Qi practitioners, there are a total of fifteen foundation-building demon cultivators.

There are two at the peak of foundation building, three at the later stage, mostly in the mid-stage, followed by the early stage.

"Why is there still a Qi training stage?" Mo Shisan said half helplessly and half thankfully.

The Qi training stage is not considered to be a battle force. Fortunately, these demon cultivators were not caught and turned into demon corpses. Every one of them could be saved.

"Qi-training demon cultivators should not approach Rakshasa Abyss for the time being."

"I received a tip that there is a golden elixir demon cultivator in Rakshasa Abyss who specializes in hunting demon cultivators."

The gathered demon cultivators were startled.

The Great Realm is a watershed. If there are really golden elixir demon cultivators, they are no match at all.

Several qi-training demon cultivators were even fighting with each other, and they were extremely frightened.

With so many great foundation-building monks around, they, the little demons who have not yet transformed, have no right to speak at all.

If it is true as Mo Shisan said, these Qi Practicing Demon Cultivators are just insects that the opponent can control at will, and there is no room for resistance at all.

The little demon is like this, and the foundation-building demon cultivator is also scared.

No wonder so many demon cultivators disappeared, it turned out to be the worst outcome.

"Young Master, we." One of the foundation-building demon cultivators bowed his hands.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. It's a golden elixir that's seriously injured. He needs the blood of our demon cultivators to recover from his injuries."

Mo Shisan recounted in detail what Ding Xie had told him.

If the information is true, then the opponent has not even killed the monks in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. It is true that the ghost cultivators at the peak of Foundation Establishment are delaying, which is enough to show that the strength of the crippled golden elixir must be greatly damaged.

If the information is false, this is a trick to get you into trouble.

Mo Shisan still felt that the information was true, because Ding Xie's words were more about telling him to inform the Jindan Master of Wanfa Sect in Dongyuan City, and not letting him put himself in danger.

But he couldn't do this, at least without seeing it with his own eyes, he would still have doubts about this information.

"If we can only display this level of strength, we have a chance." Another demon cultivator at the peak of foundation building said in a loud voice.

They have more than a dozen foundation-building demon cultivators, two of whom are at the peak of foundation-building, and Mo Shisan is still the young master of Mo Palace, and has a life-saving object given by Master Jindan in his hand.

It is not impossible to defeat a crippled golden elixir.

"In my opinion, work in groups of three to search for the golden elixir in Rakshasa Yuan first."

Mo Shisan added: "You will be rewarded with golden elixirs, meritorious spirit stones, and elixirs. If you are afraid of retreating, kill them."

Outside, the name of Young Master Mo Palace is a flag that can command the demons. Mo Shisan does not want to suffer large-scale casualties due to the wavering of military morale, so the only ones who can come in handy are foundation-building monks. If they are afraid of retreating,

There will be no one available.

"I will obey the order."

Mo Shisan released the spirit boat and left the Qi Practitioner Demon Cultivator behind. Everyone got on the spirit boat and headed straight to Rakshasa Abyss...

The spirit boat was extremely fast and quickly reached the sky above Rakshasa Yuan.

The grouping has already been numbered, and the foundation-building monks who were temporarily captured are separated as much as possible to prevent them from being ineffective in their work. It does not require them to cooperate well. They only need to be able to detect the location of the disabled golden elixir.

Then he set up transmission signals and threw out a dozen small command flags: "If you find someone, use the command flag as a signal."

Mo Shisan was also not idle and set out with the other foundation-building monks.

Searching the Rakshasa Abyss like a carpet.

Many monks who are already in this abyss have doubtful looks on their faces. If they dare to release the spirit boat in the east abyss, they must have a good background. I just don't know why there are so many foundation-building monks.

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More than forty people from the same sect were divided into different batches and attacked the ruins' magic circle non-stop.

The originally thick crystalline formation ripples had long since become very thin due to the consumption of Wanfa Sect disciples.

The Five Elements Basic Technique is even more colorful when used. In the eyes of monks, it is ordinary. If an ordinary person who has not seen it might fall to the ground and exclaim in surprise.

Vaguely, the ruins within the magic circle could already be seen, and there seemed to be shadows of heavy treasures hovering in them, which made all the disciples of the Wanfa Sect red-eyed.

One by one they chanted slogans, as if they were being injected with blood, squeezing the magic power of their Dantian.

The formation looks like a large upside-down bowl, but it is actually spherical.

There is not much difference between underground and above ground.

Some fellow disciples who are capable of earth escape have already sneaked underground to check, so it is impossible for them to take advantage of the loophole.

Standing in front of the formation, Zhang Ran had a bit of uncontrollable excitement in his expression.

There were so many people around that it was hard to say anything, so I could only suppress it, use magic seals to slowly polish the magic circle.

It took half a month to arrive, and he used his strength to break the formation for more than ten days.

January has passed in the blink of an eye.

This month was more difficult for Zhang Ran than the previous thirty years.

I was on tenterhooks all day long, afraid that something would go wrong.

Half a day later, I took the rotation from the circle and returned to the futon I had set up.

Zhang Ran hurriedly restored his magic power.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a small snake covered in white scales nestling at his feet.

Zhang Ran stretched out his hand to grab the little snake, touched the white cuticle-like scales, and sighed quietly.

"Why is Junior Brother Zhang sighing?"

Following the sound, a tall monk appeared in front of him, looking at Zhang Ran with squinted eyes.

The black and white Wanfa Sect Taoist robe looks very burly.

Zhang Ran quickly stood up, bowed his hands in a reserved manner and said, "Senior Brother Li."

The person who came was none other than Li Shengli.

Li Shengli always squinted his eyes, making it impossible for people to see his inner thoughts through his eyes.

"What is in Junior Brother's hand?"

"The white-horned scale snake has absorbed spiritual energy and been contaminated with evil energy. It has entered the ranks and cannot go on the stage." Zhang Ran explained a few words casually.

I planned to just deal with it, but I didn't expect that Li Shengli had no intention of leaving, and instead sat down next to Zhang Ran.

"Junior brother, don't be nervous. Even if you are familiar with Ding Xie, I will not do anything bad to you. We are from the same sect."

"Normally, I don't bother to explain."

"These days are critical moments, junior brother, please don't let your guard down."

After he finished speaking, Li Shengli stood up and patted Zhang Ran on the shoulder before leaving.
To be continued...