Deep in the Qingling Mountains, from a dense bamboo forest, there were occasional explosions that resounded through the sky, and flames shot up into the sky.
In an open area, a large number of green bamboos were broken in half.
Han Debiao and Liang Youshan stood next to each other, their faces were slightly pale, and there were many brown bloodstains on their clothes.
Three men and one woman surrounded them. Leading them was a tall and thin old man in a green robe. The old man had regular facial features and a long beard. He was in the late Jindan stage.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I told you that the people from Qingxia Valley were killed by the monks from the Golden Wolf Society. It has nothing to do with us."
Han Debiao said with a frown, his tone heavy.
He and Liang Youshan organized a monster hunting team to make a living by hunting monsters. They lived a decent life, but as time went on, frictions with other monster hunting teams were inevitable, and incidents of snatching prey happened from time to time. Without the support of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Han Debiao could only try his best to avoid conflicts with other monster hunting teams.
His idea was good, but other monster hunting teams did not think so, and conflicts occurred from time to time.
Not long ago, Han Debiao led the monster hunting team to hunt monsters and encountered the monks of the Golden Wolf Society killing the monks of Qingxia Valley. Based on the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble, he ignored it. However, the people of Qingxia Valley believed that they had joined forces with the monks of the Golden Wolf Society to kill the monks of Qingxia Valley.
Han Debiao felt that they were being wronged, but the monks from Qingxia Valley did not believe it.
"It's irrelevant? If it's irrelevant, why are you running? Follow us honestly to see the Valley Master and let him make the decision."
The old man in green robe said with a cold face that Qingxia Valley and the Golden Wolf Society often had frictions, and this was not the first time. However, this time Qingxia Valley suffered a greater loss, with the loss of eight Jindan cultivators.
"Friend Han, don't explain to them, just kill them! I don't want to leave my life to others to decide."
Liang Youshan conveyed a message to Han Debiao, saying that it was easy to find excuses to accuse someone of a crime. What if Qingxia Valley wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of them
The enemy's friends are also enemies. Qingxia Valley and the Golden Wolf Society have both sent people to win them over. When that fails, they are worried that they will defect to their enemies, so it is entirely possible that they will kill them.
Han Debiao also understood this and nodded, "It seems that we can't stay in Yinquan Valley anymore. Let's get started and kill them."
The soul-breaking stick in Han Debiao's hand emitted a dazzling spiritual light. With a sweep, the void shook and twisted. There was a sharp sound of breaking air. Heavy shadows of the stick swept out, like a small mountain, and smashed towards the old man in green robe.
The old man in the green robe felt a strong gust of wind coming towards him, making it difficult for him to breathe. He quickly took out a flag that was shining with green light, shook it gently, and released a gust of green wind to meet the wind.
The green gale was like paper, torn apart by the heavy shadows of the sticks. The air waves rolled, and the heavy shadows of the sticks hit the ground, causing the ground to explode instantly, leaving more than a dozen long and thick cracks.
Just as the old man in green robe stood firm, a sharp sword sound was heard, countless white snowflakes fell from the sky, the temperature dropped sharply, and Liang Youshan took action.
"Go ahead, kill without mercy."
The old man in green robe said in a deep voice that if they killed Han Debiao and Liang Youshan, they could still report to the Valley Master. Since they had already started, there was naturally no need to hold back.
A gust of wind blew, and the dense white snowflakes turned into a cold white sword energy, heading straight for the old man in green robe.
"I'll stop Fellow Daoist Han, and you guys go deal with her."
A burly man in black said in a deep voice, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling black light, and slashed towards Han Debiao in the air. A sharp sound of breaking air was heard, and the void shook and twisted. Dense gray light blades shot out, like a big net of death, covering Han Debiao.
The dense gray blades of light had not yet come close when a strong wind blew, sending a large amount of flying sand and rocks.
Han Debiao snorted lightly, and the Soul-Breaking Stick in his hand was like a white dragon in the waves, and he rushed forward with a powerful momentum that could crush everything in his path.
Boom!
The soul-breaking stick smashed the dense gray light blades into pieces. The powerful air wave broke a large number of bamboos in half, and smoke and dust filled the sky.
The big man in black fought with Han Debiao in close combat. His three-pointed, double-edged sword kept colliding with the spirit-breaking stick, causing powerful waves of air to burst out and sparks to fly.
"Be careful, Fellow Daoist Wang."
A hurried male voice suddenly sounded.
A huge white sword emitting a biting chill dropped from the sky, like a white full moon descending to the earth, and slashed towards the big man in black.
The black-shirted man's face changed, and he quickly swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword to meet the attack. At the same time, black gas emerged from his body and turned into a thick black light curtain. Not only that, a small silver lock on his chest suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and a silver light curtain emerged, two lines of defense, one silver and one black.
clang!
The three-pointed, double-edged sword collided with the giant sword, causing a powerful gust of air to erupt. The ground was shattered, and a crack over a hundred feet long appeared, with smoke and dust filling the sky.
A strong gust of wind came towards him, the black-shirted man's hair flew in the wind, and countless sand and stones were blown away.
He looked up and saw that Han Debiao had taken out a small axe with a shining light and chopped towards him.
A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and the white giant sword's light increased. He hurriedly injected magic power into the three-pointed, double-edged sword to resist the white giant sword.
A small axe with shining light fell from the sky and struck the black light curtain.
The black and silver light screens were like paper and were chopped into pieces by the axe. The black-shirted man was also cut in half by the axe, and blood was all over the ground.
Liang Youshan's beautiful eyes showed deep joy. At this moment, Han Debiao's urgent voice suddenly rang out: "Fairy Liang, be careful."
A black round bead flew towards Liang Youshan, with runes flashing on the surface of the bead, emitting a violent aura.
Before Liang Youshan could dodge, the black round bead suddenly exploded.
There was a deafening roar, and a dazzling black lightning flashed, covering an area of several miles, with air waves like tides.
Hundreds of green bamboos were broken in half by the powerful wind waves, and smoke and dust filled the sky.
The old man in green robe had a grim look in his eyes. He seemed to have sensed something and waved the green flag in his hand. Hundreds of green misty wind blades shot out and hit the ground one after another.
After a loud "boom", the powerful golden-backed ape broke out of the ground. It kicked the ground with its legs and rushed straight towards the old man in green robe like a sharp sword.
The old man in green robe reacted quickly. He flashed and suddenly appeared dozens of feet away.
He had just stood firm when a very miserable female voice was heard. His face changed and he looked towards the source of the voice. Han Debiao was holding a small axe with a shining light and blood on the axe blade. A woman was lying in a pool of blood with her body torn apart.
Han Debiao rushed towards the short and fat young man in yellow shirt like a human beast.
The young man in yellow was frightened. The small yellow mirror in his hand emitted a dazzling light. Countless yellow runes appeared on the mirror surface, and yellow lightning and fire flew out and hit Han Debiao.
Han Debiao swung the small axe, smashing the yellow lightning and fire into pieces, and the air waves rolled.
The young man in yellow flipped his hand and took out a red-gold round bead. Judging from the violent aura emanating from the red-gold round bead, it was obviously a low-grade magic weapon.
The disposable magic weapon Golden Flame Pearl is made of golden glass stone as the main material and is refined by collecting fire from heaven. It is comparable to a full-strength attack from a cultivator in the late Jindan stage.
He threw the Golden Flame Pearl out and instantly appeared in front of Han Debiao.
The small axe in Han Debiao's hand hit the Golden Flame Pearl, and a dazzling golden light lit up. A large golden flame enveloped Han Debiao, the flames shot up into the sky, and the ground was burned black.
At this moment, a figure rushed out from the golden sea of fire without warning. It was Han Debiao.
Han Debiao was wearing a thick black armor that protected his entire body. His body was red and his skin felt a stinging and tearing sensation.
"Flying magic weapon!"
The young man in yellow noticed that Han Debiao's boots were flashing with dazzling light. It was obviously a flying magic weapon. No wonder Han Debiao moved so fast.
The small yellow mirror in his hand burst out with a dazzling yellow light, and a thick yellow lightning flew out and went straight to Han Debiao, as if to kill Han Debiao.
Han Debiao snorted lightly, and the Seven-Star Soul-Slaying Axe in his hand emitted a dazzling light and chopped towards him.
The yellow lightning and fire were cut into two halves by the Seven-Star Soul-Severing Axe, and the Seven-Star Soul-Severing Axe went straight towards the young man in yellow.
"No······"
A miserable scream of a man was heard, and the Seven-Star Soul-Severing Axe cut the yellow-shirted young man in half.
With the Fire Cloud Flying Boots in hand, Han Debiao could easily get close to other Jindan cultivators. If he was approached by a Jindan stage physical cultivator, the only outcome would be death.
The old man in green robe was so frightened that his soul flew away. He turned into a green light and disappeared into the green banner. A shrill whistling sound was heard, and his whole body turned into a green misty gust of wind and fled into the distance.
A huge white sword came towards it, blocking the path of the green gale.
clang!
With a dull thud, the white giant sword was blown away, but the green gale also stopped.
A sharp sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and dense red fist shadows swept over and hit the green gale one after another.
After a loud rumbling sound, the green gale was shattered by the dense red fist shadows, and the old man in the green robe fell from a high altitude, his face pale and a lot of blood on his collar.
Before he hit the ground, a long white rainbow fell from the sky and pierced his heart. His whole body turned into a large pool of blood and his body was torn into pieces.
Han Debiao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had been hiding his abilities so no one knew that he had a top-grade flying magic weapon. Otherwise, the outcome would be unpredictable.
At this time, the black lightning dissipated, and Liang Youshan was slumped in a huge pit, his face pale, his breath weak, his towering chest heaving, and his breathing rapid.
Han Debiao quickly flew over and asked nervously, "Fairy Liang, how are you?"
"Friend Han, hurry... hurry up."
After Liang Youshan said this, he fainted and a huge white sword fell from the sky.
Han Debiao checked carefully and found that Liang Youshan seemed to be poisoned.
Some disposable magic weapons will be refined with some poisons to strengthen the attack. They cannot do anything to the physical cultivators in the Jindan stage, but for other Jindan cultivators, it is still a very troublesome thing.
He quickly picked up the things on the ground, fed Liang Youshan a detoxification pill, picked Liang Youshan up by the waist, and flew high into the sky, with the powerful golden-backed ape following closely behind.
Three days later, Han Debiao returned to Yinquan Valley. Liang Youshan's lips turned pale, her body was shaking, and she was sweating profusely. It was obvious that she had been poisoned by some strange poison that ordinary detoxification pills could not detoxify.
Han Debiao was in a heavy mood. He originally wanted to leave Qingling Mountains directly, but he found that Liang Youshan's condition had worsened.
If she hadn't received prompt treatment, Liang Youshan might have died.
After careful consideration, Han Debiao returned to Yinquan Valley. No matter how powerful Qingxia Valley was, they did not dare to attack him in the market town.
Han Debiao holding Liang Youshan soon attracted the attention of other monks.
He ignored other people's strange looks and came to the Silver Spring Tower.
The Yinquan Tower was the same as before, with many monks coming in and out, and it was very lively.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist Han, what's going on?"
Chen Ming walked out of Yinquan Tower and was surprised to see Han Debiao holding the unconscious Liang Youshan.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I'm so glad to meet you. Please contact Fairy Ouyang. I have something urgent to discuss with her."
Han Debiao's tone was hurried.
Chen Ming glanced at Liang Youshan, who was in a weak state, nodded, and said, "Friend Han, please follow me."
Half a quarter of an hour later, they appeared at the gate of a vast manor, and the street was sparsely populated.
Chen Ming sent a sound transmission note, and not long after, the courtyard gate opened and Ouyang Xue walked out.
"Fairy Ouyang, my friend has been poisoned. Please help me. I will be grateful to you."
Han Debiao said sincerely that he didn't know anyone in Zhongtian Continent and the only person he could find was Ouyang Xue.
Ouyang Xue took out a green porcelain bottle, poured out an emerald green pill, stuffed it into Liang Youshan's mouth, and poured in clean water.
"Friend Han, send Fairy Liang to my place. Chen Ming, go ask Uncle Seven to come over."
Han Debiao responded and walked in holding Liang Youshan, and Chen Ming took the order and left.
After a while, they appeared in a three-story green attic. Liang Youshan was lying on an antique green wooden bed with her eyes closed, her face dark, and her breath was faint.
"Friend Han, what is going on? Please explain it to me so that I can find a way to save Fairy Liang."
Ouyang Xue asked.
Han Debiao hesitated for a moment and then recounted what had happened.
"Qingxia Valley? If I'm not mistaken, the person used the Black Thunder Seed. This sinister magic weapon is refined with a variety of poisons, and ordinary detoxification pills are completely useless."
Ouyang Xue said with a frown.
Han Debiao's heart sank, and he asked, "Fairy Ouyang, with the strength of your Ouyang family, you should have the best antidote!"
"Of course we do, but we won't give it to outsiders, and we won't sell it easily."
A strong male voice suddenly sounded.
Just as he finished speaking, a hunchbacked old man in a golden robe walked in. He had a round face, big eyes, a fair complexion, and bright eyes. From the powerful spiritual pressure on him, it was obvious that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Seventh Uncle, please take a look at Fairy Liang first! Saving people is the most important thing."
Ouyang Xue urged.
The old man in the golden robe nodded and went forward to check.
"Yes, it is indeed Xuan Leizi. This poison can only be cured by our Ouyang family's holy antidote, Qianling Miaoxin Pill."
The golden-robed old man said in a deep voice.