Sin Canyon, more than a hundred miles away.
The white mist was so thick that it was almost viscous.
Here, even with Jing Yan's eyesight, he can only see the surrounding scenery within a hundred meters.
By this time, Jing Yan had been in the Sin Canyon for nearly twenty days. Finding Zixunhua is obviously much more difficult than Jing Yan imagined.
In the past twenty days, Jing Yan also encountered a very dangerous situation. That time, he encountered four powerful seventh-level spirit beasts. If there is one head and two heads, Jing Yan can still kill it, but with four seventh-level spirit beasts, Jing Yan can only run away.
Relying on the wings of the sky, Jing Yan escaped the joint pursuit of four seventh-level spirit beasts.
Four seventh-level spirit beasts!
Even a martial artist in the mid-innate realm, if he encounters four seventh-level spirit beasts flanking him, he may feel hatred here, it's too dangerous!
Encountering this dangerous situation, Jing Yan became even more careful.
The five senses are expanded to the limit anytime, anywhere, as long as there is anything wrong, even if it is only a certain possibility, Jing Yan will immediately avoid it.
"Um?"
On this day, Jing Yan was walking carefully, when suddenly his eyes trembled slightly.
"Purple smoked flower!"
"It's Zixunhua!"
Jing Yan's eyes brightened up.
This third-level spirit grass is so hard to find.
It's no wonder that there are no purple smoked flowers for sale in the market.
Warriors below the innate realm dare not come in, and warriors in the innate realm, those in the early or mid-stage realm, also find it difficult to penetrate here.
With a more powerful late stage and peak talent, even here, he might not be tempted by the less valuable Zixunhua.
Jing Yan also heaved a sigh of relief when he found Zixunhua.
For him, time is too tight! If the time is loose, he is confident that he can be promoted to Innate again even if he does not prepare the medicine. It's just that it's hard to say how long it will take.
Jing Yan must grow up as soon as possible, the burden on his shoulders is very heavy!
To avenge his grandfather, his current strength is far from enough. Even stepping into the innate realm is far from it. However, after stepping into Xiantian, at least he has a greater reliance on self-protection.
Staring at the purple smoked flower that was 100 meters away from him, Jing Yan held his breath.
Although he really wanted to pick the purple smoked flowers immediately, but he didn't, and rushed forward rashly. In such a place, if one is not careful, he may die here before touching the purple smoked flower.
After a few full breaths, Jing Yan didn't notice the aura of a powerful spirit beast nearby, so he carefully approached with the Flowing Sword.
One hundred meters!
Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Ten meters!
Zixunhua is close at hand, and Jing Yan can confirm that this is indeed the third-level spiritual herb Zixunhua.
What made Jing Yan's pupils shrink suddenly was that he suddenly discovered that there was more than one purple smoked flower growing in a nearby area. After a little counting, there are actually nine purple smoked flowers here.
"Very good!"
Feeling his heart beating violently, Jing Yan took a deep breath and continued to walk forward.
"Roar!"
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and an earth-shattering roar came from Jing Yan's side.
"not good!"
Jing Yan was taken aback, his body jumped up, and the streamer sword in his hand instantly shot out a sword light, sweeping towards the direction of the sound.
Jianguang pierced the white mist with terrifying speed.
Jing Yan also nervously looked in that direction.
"Roar!"
Finally, a red shadow appeared in Jing Yan's sight. The red shadow was terribly fast. After the first roar, Jing Yan could be sure that it was at least several hundred meters away. But when Jing Yan fired a sword light, the red shadow actually approached within a hundred meters.
"Fire Cloud Beast?" Jing Yan's eyes narrowed, and he tightly clenched the Flowing Sword in his hand.
Fire Cloud Beast, a powerful eighth-level spirit beast.
"Damn it!" Jing Yan cursed secretly in his heart.
Zixunhua has been found, but at this critical moment, an eighth-level spirit beast unexpectedly appeared.
After entering the Sin Canyon, Jing Yan has never encountered an eighth-level spirit beast, let alone fought against an eighth-level spirit beast. Think about it, the seventh-level spirit beasts are already so fierce, and the eighth-level spirit beasts are so powerful and amazing.
"boom!"
"Roar!"
The Fire Cloud Beast is about three meters tall and four meters long. If you count the tail, it is seven or eight meters long. The Fire Cloud Beast has four hooves, and its whole body is red. It looks like a ball of flames at a glance.
Compared to humans, the Huoyun Beast is very large.
Jing Yan could clearly see that the Fire Cloud Beast galloped up, and the surrounding white mist was blown away by a wave of air. There is no white mist around the Fire Cloud Beast's body, so Jing Yan can observe the Fire Cloud Beast more clearly.
After a loud noise, the Fire Cloud Beast raised its sharp claws, and smashed Jing Yan's sword light into pieces.
Jing Yan felt a chill in his heart.
What a terrible power.
He himself knew that the power contained in his sword light, even the strong in the innate realm, had to be taken with care. But the Huoyun Beast galloping over, waved its sharp claws lightly, and defeated its own sword light.
After the Fire Cloud Beast defeated Jing Yan's sword light, it didn't hesitate to stop, it opened its mouth wide, and continued to pounce fiercely at Jing Yan.
"Moon Slashing Sword Technique!"
The vitality in the body was stimulated to the limit, and the strongest new Moon Zhan Sword Technique suddenly bombarded out.
"Boom!"
The two collided, and a terrifying bang came out. Then, the sword shadow condensed by Jing Yan's Zhanyue Sword Technique collapsed suddenly. Jing Yan's body also flew upside down.
Jing Yan only felt the energy and blood all over his body floating, so he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. His body was in the air, he quickly used the wings of the sky, adjusted his body, and finally regained control when he was about to hit the cliff.
It is certain that if it weren't for the sky-defying martial arts of Wings of the Sky, Jing Yan would definitely hit the cliff hard.
"What a terrifying power!" Jing Yan fixed his eyes on the red Fire Cloud Beast.
The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all.
Jing Yan clearly knew that if it wasn't for his knowledge of Wings of the Sky martial arts, he would have been seriously injured in this collision.
Even a martial artist in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm could not withstand this terrible blow. A martial artist in the early stage of the innate state must have been killed immediately.
The ferocity of the eighth-level spirit beast is too terrifying. Even a late-innate warrior may not be able to kill the eighth-level spirit beast.
"Roar!" The Fire Cloud Beast roared again, its huge head tilted slightly, and its red eyes like copper bells stared at Jing Yan. It seems that it is also puzzled that this little human being on the opposite side was not directly killed by it.