After more than an hour of melee, many corpses were scattered on the swamp.
There are disciples from the Hidden Moon Sect, as well as from the other six sects.
If there hadn't been this melee, these people could have left the forbidden area with their full load.
Xiang Sixing held on to his body, panting laboriously, his chest rising and falling.
As the first disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect in the Qi refining stage, she exerted all her strength in the fierce melee just now and killed several people, but now her body is already exhausted.
Especially Lu Ming from Spirit Beast Mountain, whose strength is not inferior to that kid from Yellow Maple Valley.
Of course, although both of them had to be fierce, there were so many people present that no one dared to fight to the death without leaving a backup plan.
"Hey, where is that boy from Huang Maple Valley?" Xiang Sixing didn't know Liu Jing's last name.
I remember that he was the first among the six factions to show up, and then he disappeared without a trace.
"Hmph, maybe that guy saw something was wrong and got out of the way in advance." She thought to herself.
However, before Xiang Xingxing could take a few breaths, there was another loud "boom" behind him.
Another disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect was knocked away by the black giant python.
The poor guy's whole body was hit hard on the ground, bleeding from all seven holes, and he lost his breath.
"Senior Sister Xiang, are we going to continue fighting this beast?" A woman in white clothes with blood on her face asked breathlessly.
The disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect cannot be like the temporary team formed by the six sects just now. They can quit at any time if they feel like quitting.
If you retreat in the face of battle, you will inevitably be punished according to the sect's rules.
But at this time, after experiencing fierce battles one after another, the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect had reached the stage of almost collapse, both physically and mentally.
"That beast's physical strength is really good." Xiang Xingxing gritted his teeth and waved his white arm vigorously: "Let's retreat!"
In this bloody trial, the Hidden Moon Sect has suffered heavy casualties.
After paying so much price for the golden box and the numerous spiritual herbs, I still had to reluctantly give up.
However, the rest of the people finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that they no longer had to fight the black giant python.
A group of people from the Hidden Moon Sect quickly used a simple formation to temporarily trap the black python, and then evacuated the place.
In the vast swamp, only Liu Jing and the black python were left alone.
After a while, the black giant python finally broke through the simple formation and rushed directly into the underground passage with boundless anger.
However, not long after, the body of the black python appeared at the entrance of the passage and got into the swamp again.
Due to environmental and other restrictions, it obviously cannot leave this swampy land too far.
Obviously this time it was in vain.
"Actually, after being beaten for so long, this giant python was seriously injured." Liu Jing's body moved quietly, still holding a moonstone in his hand.
He squatted down and observed the place where the giant python had just swam. There were bright red blood stains everywhere.
"The blood smells really fishy."
Liu Jing looked at the long blood trail leading straight into the swamp.
In his sight, the golden box and more than a dozen spiritual grasses gave him the feeling of being so close yet yet so far away.
Liu Jing held the silver needle talisman between his middle and index fingers and stared at the swamp for a long time.
Finally, he sighed slightly and silently put away the talisman.
Liu Jing finally gave up the idea of fighting the black python for the time being.
"It's seriously injured, and it won't be able to evolve into a black dragon in the short term. I'll make plans after I get the talisman of the old monster Qiong."
After making up his mind, he turned around and left, disappearing into the dark passage.
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At this time, the alchemy monks from various sects who had been waiting outside the forbidden area for a long time looked at these disciples walking out with gloomy expressions.
From the disciples' mouths, those people already knew what happened in the forbidden area.
The Danjie elders of the six sects glared angrily at some people from the Hidden Moon Sect, angry that the other party would continue to do this kind of behavior of monopolizing the benefits without sharing them with others.
And that melee caused a large number of elite disciples of the six sects to die.
This must be the conspiracy of the Hidden Moon Sect!
However, Old Monster Qiong is an eccentric and extremely shameless character.
He lay carelessly on the ground, with an attitude of "What can you do to me?"
The few Danjie monks present knew that they were no match for Old Monster Qiong, so except for glaring at each other, no one dared to step forward to question him.
Fairy Nishang, another pill-forming monk who led the team from the Hidden Moon Sect, had a face as cold as a refrigerator.
She was also in a very bad mood.
Not only did the Hidden Moon Sect suffer heavy losses this time, it seemed that Junior Sister Nangong’s disciple Xiao Ting also died in the Bloody Forbidden Land.
"Who killed him?"
"Also...that place is so hidden, how did the other six sects find it? In this secret operation, all the elites of the Hidden Moon Sect were used, but not only did they gain nothing, but many disciples also died."
"Could it be that there is a spy in our Moon Covering Sect?"
Fairy Nishang actually didn't care about Old Monster Qiong's bet. What she felt distressed about was the loss of Biyue Sect.
Since the seven major sects discovered the Bloody Forbidden Land, it was the first time that so many core disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect had died.
If these people develop normally, most of them will be able to successfully build the foundation, and a few of them will even have great hope of forming an elixir.
Including Xiao Ting, who is still missing, that guy possesses rare supernatural spiritual roots.
Xiang Sixing on the side also closed his eyes in despair, almost certain that his junior brother Xiao Ting had indeed died.
Li Huayuan's face didn't look too good either.
Judging from the expressions of the Huang Maple Valley disciples, it seems that the harvest has been very average. Judging from this trend, it is obviously an extravagant wish to reach half of the Hidden Moon Sect.
"Why hasn't Liu Jing shown up yet? Could he have died in there?" he thought angrily.
Li Huayuan learned from Yu Kun and Shen Bing that they had briefly formed a team with Liu Jing, and that Liu Jing had collected a lot of spiritual herbs.
However, neither of them knew exactly how many spiritual herbs Liu Jing had in his storage bag.
But on the last day, the boy mysteriously and voluntarily parted ways with the two of them.
"Liu Jing, Liu Jing, can't you be more prudent and wait until the trial is over? What risks are you taking!"
Li Huayuan sighed, the time before the passage was closing was getting shorter and shorter, only half a quarter of an hour was left.
"That boy from Yellow Maple Valley hasn't come out yet. It seems that he also died in the forbidden area, so he can be buried with my Junior Brother Xiao!" Xiang Sixing thought with some gloating.
Don't come out. Don't let me come out.
She prayed silently.
However, things went against expectations. Xiang Sixing soon opened his eyes wide and watched Liu Jing leisurely walk out of the passage.
"Big brother!"
"Big brother!"
Shen Bing and Yu Kun shouted excitedly.
Liu Jing smiled back and gave them both a thumbs up.
"Master, my disciple is back!" He first walked up to Li Huayuan and said respectfully.
Li Huayuan nodded with satisfaction, finally relieved of his worries.