Masters of alchemy have a very sensitive sense of smell.

Shangguan Rou's reminder made others more cautious. Dozens of elders activate their spiritual consciousness to the extreme and cover the surroundings. They can immediately detect any movement.

The surroundings were still silent, without any sound, but the ground under your feet was extremely cold. When you look closely, there was a layer of thin ice.

"There has been a fight, and some monsters' corpses." Ge Wancai walked to the side and found some strange corpses in a pothole.

The surface of the ground is uneven, and these corpses are stuck in depressions, unable to see but can be clearly perceived.

Everyone surrounded him and Chang Sheng walked at the end. When he saw the corpse, he felt very strange.

The corpse is very strange in shape, with broken hard shells, giant claws broken in half, and half-sharp black tail hooks.

The corpse could not tell what monster it was, and the shattered hard shell had colorful patterns, which were very similar to the tiger pattern.

"Tiger-patterned scorpion, I haven't seen such a monster for a long time."

Brother Qiao San from Baizhou Mountain saw the truth about the corpse at a glance and introduced: "Tiger-patterned scorpions live in the deep underground and will never crawl out of the ground in their lifetime. They are residents of the underground kingdom. They are naturally poisonous and extremely fierce. They seem to have been killed a lot."

The corpses of tiger-patterned scorpions were scattered around, and they could be pieced together into dozens of them.

These underground Zergs were the shadows Changsheng saw when he first arrived, but what made Changsheng suspicious was that there were even larger shadows at that time, and their aura was far beyond monsters.

"Not only are there tiger-patterned scorpions, but also demon spirits. This underground world is probably full of crises." Ma Lanbing, the elder of Doujian Hall, said, staring at the stone wall diagonally above.

Following her gaze, everyone looked up and saw two huge pupils appearing on the stone wall, as terrifying as longan eyes.

Chang Sheng was also shocked. After he looked carefully, he found that the two huge pupils were patterns, printed on a pair of flesh wings. The one with flesh wings was a huge bat, which had been nailed to the stone wall. From a distance, he thought it was a giant dragon.

"The demon spirit dragon-eyed bat can easily kill such a demon clan. It seems that the uncle of the junior master is right. The guy from the Longyan Sect is likely to hide here." The old woman Wan Miao nodded with a crutch.

"These guys are ill-intentioned and actually hide in the Tianyun Kingdom. They secretly plot against my Qianyun Sect. Finding them will definitely make them look good!" Li Qingzhou from Baiyunjian shouted in a deep voice, indignant.

When talking about Longyan Sect, all the elders present gritted their teeth with hatred, and the Bone Demon's account has not yet been settled.

Only when I live forever, I feel it becomes more and more strange.

Chang Sheng was just a fool of himself. Only Wu Yong and some disciples from the Jianmen Academy fell down in this cave. Not only did he see the corpses of his fellow disciples, but he actually had so many monsters or even demon spirits.

With Wu Yong's skills, he was barely able to kill monsters, so he could not kill monsters like Longyan Bat.

Since it was not the demon spirit that Wu Yong killed, who did it?

With doubts, Changsheng and the elders began to explore this underground space.

Crunch.

Not far away, a sound of broken bones appeared in a cave, something was gnawing.

The cave is located under the stone wall on one side. Due to the low terrain, it is difficult to see the situation in the cave, and even perception is easily missed.

"Beast! Eat my Qianyun disciples, Mo Yu, and kill them."

The person who spoke was Ma Lanbing. The black jade mentioned by the elder of the Doujiantang was a young woman in black and short hair who always followed her.

“Yes, Master.”

The woman in black bowed her head and took the order, and when she raised her head, the flying sword was unsheathed.

Like Ma Lanbing, the woman in black also carried three flying swords behind her back, all of which were top-grade magic weapons. Three sword lights roared out, and the sword was covered with dim fire. It instantly penetrated into the cave. When she heard a crack sound, the flying sword returned with blood stained.

The one hiding in the cave are two tiger-patterned scorpions.

Two monsters were gnawing on a broken human corpse. From the outfit, it can be distinguished that it was the disciple of Jianmen Academy who was responsible for mining Fenglingtu.

Chang Sheng also sensed the scene in the cave. Although there was only one corpse, it indicates that the disciples Qianyun who fell into the abyss would probably die tragically and become food for the Zerg.

After looking at the woman in black named Mo Yu, Chang Sheng could tell from the other party that the spiritual power fluctuation emitted by the other party that this person was not a golden elixir cultivation, but a foundation-building disciple.

Although it is foundation building, the method of controlling three top-grade flying swords at the same time is enough to surpass most foundation-building monks.

It seems that this Mo Yu is Ma Lanbing's proud disciple. He should have reached the late stage of foundation building and is not far from the Golden Pill.

"I am worthy of being a great disciple of the Sword Fighting Hall. I can practice the Red Cloud Sword Technique by the foundation-building realm. Elder Ma has successors." Brother Qiao San from Baizhou Mountain flattered him and laughed.

Not only Brother Qiao, Xu Wenjin and others nodded frequently after seeing Mo Yu's flying sword.

"Elder Ma's disciples are known as genius by practicing the Chiyun Sword Technique to such an extent through the foundation-building realm." Ge Wancai sighed and said, "Look at my flying eaves peak, let alone geniuses, even a few craftable materials are rare."

"I'm almost twenty and haven't broken through the golden elixir yet. What kind of genius is she?" Ma Lanbing praised him and said angrily.

Master Yan produces a high disciple, and the elder of the Doujian Hall is very strict in his practice.

"How many years will Mo Yu be before he is twenty years old? There should be no problem breaking through the golden elixir before he is twenty." The old woman Wan Miao was very optimistic about Mo Yu.

"So what about the golden elixir at the age of twenty? There is nothing to be proud of. Even genius is not considered a genius. You must know that uncle is already at the peak of the golden elixir at the age of twenty and is about to enter the Nascent Soul." Ma Lanbing didn't even look at his disciples, and his tone was cold.

"Uncle Master is an exception. Not to mention Nanzhou, how many people in the entire bimonthly continent can compare with Uncle Master." Niu Wenzhou saw the opportunity and immediately flattered him.

When he said this, the others nodded, and even Shangguan Rou's eyes were envious.

The name of killing the genius is superior to the genius, and it is unmatched among the same ranks.

The feeling of being admired by others is sometimes not good, and I often feel embarrassed, but I have to pretend to be indifferent.

Rumble.

As everyone spoke, crawling sounds came from a distance. The monsters they had just killed alarmed more tiger-patterned scorpions, and more than twenty huge monster scorpions crawled out from the corners of caves in all directions, all of which were covered with tiger-patterned and scattered.

"Cleaning out these monsters within thirty breaths."

Ma Lanbing gave cold instructions, and the black jade behind her immediately rushed out, with a very fast figure. She pinched the sword technique and three flying swords roared out at the same time.

This time Mo Yu's face became very serious, and the three flying swords all exploded with red light, as if a flame was ignited.

The flying sword soared into the air, walking around, and the sound of the wind kept spinning. Wherever it passed, strange blood splashed, and tiger-patterned scorpions were killed one after another.

Chang Sheng counted the time secretly. When it was just thirty breaths, more than 20 tiger-patterned scorpions that crawled out of the cave were killed.

When he was collecting the sword, Mo Yu's breathing became disordered and he was exhausted.

One breath kills a monster, and this command is too strict for the foundation-building monk.

Although he barely killed all the tiger-patterned scorpions within thirty breaths, Ma Lanbing was still not satisfied and hummed and walked forward. When passing by a tiger-patterned scorpion, a monster that should have died suddenly stood up its tail hook.
Chapter completed!