However, when you get closer to the front and fight for the Qingxu Lingquan, there will definitely be a battle. The disciples of Wanpo Valley are indispensable, and the disciples of Tianyan Sect are also indispensable.
Except for Qiao Jiujiu, the Black Hands team returned to their original appearance. Jiuliang Qingjian changed back to women's clothing, Beiyufeng and the five men took off their cloaks, and Du Shaoling also put away their fish and dragon skills.
If there were disciples of Tianyan Sect who knew that the Black Hand Team was them, even if they would have some minor troubles, the eight people had a tacit understanding and didn't want to be exposed.
Under the great mountain, many fierce witch beasts entrenched, like a courtyard or a small hill. From a distance, they thought they were connected by mountains.
There are many of these witch beasts, with dozens of them, with their fierce eyes terrifying, and they make a deafening roar in their mouths, just like thunder.
If this is a warrior with a lower cultivation level, the voice alone will be enough to tremble, intimidate by it, and feel fear!
“Woo woo…”
In the void, there are no dark clouds covering the sky, casting huge shadows.
In fact, these are several huge ferocious birds, all spreading their wings and reaching dozens of feet wide, with their evil eyes as huge copper bells, emitting sharp light.
"So many ancient witch beast remains...so many fourth-level...!"
"This is a big trouble!"
The Black Hand team was approaching from a distance with eight people and one bird, and all of them restrained their breath. Looking at the giants, they all changed their colors and looked solemnly.
The weakest of dozens of witch beasts are the middle and late stages of the third level, and at least half are even the fourth level witch beasts.
There are also many flying witch beasts entrenched in the air, and at least half of them are fourth-level.
"Four-winged demon eagle, golden scale demon dragon, and the purple blood thunder peng are all there!"
Gu Qianyu discovered three familiar behemoths, the four-winged demon eagle and the golden-scale demon dragon she had seen before, and even the purple-blooded thunder peng he had come into contact with was hovering in the low altitude at this moment.
"Qingxu Lingquan is on the mountain. These witch beasts felt the breath and wanted to compete, but the entire mountain was arranged and they could not enter." Yun Lingfeng said.
"It's hard for them to break in, and it's hard for us to walk over. I heard from the senior brothers of the previous class that there are not so many witch beasts!"
Ye Zhibei spoke. He heard the senior brothers who entered Qianbiao Ridge who had entered Kaiyang Peak, and there were many powerful witch beasts entrenched here, all of which came for the Qingxu Lingquan, but the number mentioned by the senior brothers,
It seems that there are not as many as it is now.
"I guess there are many more powerful witch beasts in Qianfen Ridge in the past two years."
Beiyufeng also heard the senior brothers of Tianquan Peak mention this matter. These witch beasts have more than the senior brothers mentioned.
"It's not time yet, it takes two years to drip a cup of Qingxu Lingquan. When it's drip a cup, the layout here will loosen, and a gap will be opened at that time, which is enough to allow us to safely break there.
Go up the mountain!”
Jiuliang Qingjian lowered his voice and said, "Now we just need to wait. If it attracts the attention of those witch beasts, it will be a big trouble!"
All eight people understood that there were so many powerful witch beasts, half of the fourth-level witch beasts, and many flying witch beasts that they could not afford to provoke.
If it attracts the attention of those witch beasts, it will be in danger and I guess it will not be able to escape.
"Someone who has arrived early in Wanpo Valley."
Qiao Jiujiu spoke and noticed that it was not just them who came nearby.
Following Qiao Jiujiu's gaze, everyone saw dozens of figures lying in a small canyon in the distance.
Although the distance is not close, it is enough to see clearly that they are disciples from Wanpo Valley, most of them are personal disciples from Wanpo Valley.
"Yan Ming is here too!"
Nangucheng raised his eyebrows, Yan Ming, the personal disciple who was a genius in Wandu Valley, was also in the team at this moment.
"Yan Ming!"
There was also great pressure on Yan Ming, the genius figure, Jiuliang Qingjian, Beiyufeng, Ye Zhibei and others, and that guy looked unfathomable.
However, the Black Hand Team also has enough confidence in their hearts. Not to mention Qiao Jiujiu, even Du Shaoling's true martial arts talent is already above Yan Ming.
In terms of combat power, with Du Shaoling's current cultivation level at the ninth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, once he starts, he will not be inferior to Yan Ming!
In front, the team in Wanpo Valley had already seen the eight people sneaking up, as if they were all personal disciples of Tianyan Sect.
The disciples of Wanpo Valley also knew in their hearts that it would never be easy for the disciples of Tianyan Sect to be able to get here.
Most of the eyes also fell on Du Shaoling, after all, Du Shaoling brought them too much shock.
Yan Ming's eyes also fell on Du Shaoling, and the light in his eyes was like lightning!
The teams of both sides looked at each other, faintly facing each other, with a bit of tension.
However, both sides also know that it is not the time to take action.
Once the witch beasts ahead and the ferocious birds in the void ahead will be noticed, no one will escape.
In the end, both sides also had a tacit understanding, and now is not the time to confront each other.
At present, so many witch beasts entrenched in front are the biggest threat to both sides.
"They have a lot of people!"
Gu Qianyu muttered that there were more than a dozen people in the team of Wanpo Valley, and their cultivation was not weak. Once they competed for the Qingxu Lingquan, there would be a considerable threat.
"Why do you fear it? If you have the chance, don't be polite!"
Nan Gucheng's eyes were full of fighting spirit and sharp eyes.
"The time has not come yet, maybe some people can come." Jiuliang Qingjian whispered.
"If you really start to take action, who will Yan Ming give to? If that guy can be destroyed, then Wanpo Valley will be heartbroken!"
Ye Zhibei said this, but his eyes looked at Du Shaoling and Qiao Jiujiu.
Jiuliang Qingjian, Nan Gucheng and others looked at Qiao Jiujiu at this moment. Everyone knew very well that if they were dealing with Yan Ming, only Du Shaoling or Qiao Jiujiu would take action.
"Let's talk about it if you meet it!"
Qiao Jiujiu smiled and showed her white teeth. Then she looked at Du Shaoling and said, "I will declare to you first, I will not give it to you Qingxu Lingquan."
"I didn't say I wanted to give it to you."
Du Shaoling raised the corner of his mouth, Qingxu Lingquan is a must-fight for.
Looking at the expressions of Qiao Jiujiu and Du Shaoling, Jiuliang Qingjian, Beiyufeng and others looked at each other secretly.
It seems that until now, neither Qiao Jiujiu nor Du Shaoling seem to have regarded Yan Ming as his main opponent in the battle for Qingxu Lingquan.
As time passed, as Jiuliang Qingshu said, someone came again.
A team of seven people sneaked up carefully.
The person who came to Wandu Valley was a personal disciple. When he met Du Shaoling and others, he also saw Yan Ming and others from Wandu Valley. He was a little nervous and smelled of gunpowder, but he did not take action and gathered at Yan Ming's team. Then He lowered his head and seemed to be saying something.