Nightshades grow beside the lake, while five-color spiritual flowers grow on the cliffs.
Lin Chen led Zhou Cheng and others to a cliff and pointed to a place above the cliff: "Sir, the five-color spirit flower is right there!"
Zhou Cheng and others looked up and saw that the cliff in front of them rose almost in a straight line. More than a hundred meters above their heads, there was a flower of five colors growing.
These flowers, like Ganoderma lucidum, stick out from the cliff. The flowers have five petals, and each petal is a different color, blue, yellow, red, green and black.
It is the five-color spiritual flower.
Looking at the large area of five-color spiritual flowers on the cliff, Zhou Cheng felt relieved. Previously, he was worried that there were not enough five-color spiritual flowers to refine the Purple Golden Pill. Now, his worries were completely unnecessary.
With so many five-color spiritual flowers, more than a dozen furnaces of Purple Golden Elixir can be refined.
On the cliff in front of us, it was quite difficult to go up to get the five-color spirit flower. However, it was not difficult for Zhou Cheng and the others. Just when Zhou Cheng and the others were about to go up to get the five-color spirit flower, they heard the sound of footsteps and saw a large group of people.
A master in purple and black brocade robes came over.
The leading boy looked at the five-color spiritual flower on the cliff and laughed happily: "The five-color spiritual flower is indeed a five-color spiritual flower! It seems that the boy was right, there is indeed a five-color spiritual flower here!"
When the old man Lin Chen saw the young man and the visitor, his expression changed and he leaned closer to Zhou Cheng.
"People from the Demon Sect!" he reminded Zhou Cheng.
In fact, there was no need for Lin Chen to remind him. How could Zhou Cheng not know people from the Demon Sect?
The people who came were none other than Nan Qinghe, the young leader of the Demon Sect, and a group of masters from the Demon Sect.
Nan Qinghe walked over, glanced at Zhou Cheng and the others, and said to the demon sect master behind him: "Take the five-color spirit flower." Then he looked at Zhou Cheng up and down, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light disappeared, followed by a scream, and the master of the Demon Cult who was climbing up the cliff to get the five-color spirit flower fell down, and his head rolled off his neck.
Nan Qinghe and all the demon sect masters were shocked and all looked at Qin Meng.
Just now, it was Qin Meng who made the move.
Qin Meng stared at Nan Qinghe and others coldly.
Zhou Cheng looked at Nan Qinghe: "Are you Nan Qinghe?"
Calling Zhou Cheng by his real name, Nan Qinghe looked gloomy and stared at Zhou Cheng. Qin Meng said, "Who are you?!"
Zhou Cheng didn't answer, and said: "Do it!"
Suddenly, Qin Meng, Lin Ru, Jiang Chen, and Yang Yu moved.
Qin Meng and Lin Ru were still fighting against each other with swords and swords.
Swords and lights intertwined.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
The sharp arrow in Jiang Chen's hand shot through the air.
Yang Yufeng danced his spear and thrust out, the air current in the valley broke open, and a phoenix disappeared faintly in the light of the spear in the sky.
There was a scream.
The sounds of screams echoed one after another in the silent poisonous fog valley.
Half of the more than twenty experts brought by Nanqinghe were lying in a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.
"Kill!" Nan Qinghe reacted instantly, roared in anger, and without hesitation, stabbed Zhou Cheng with the long sword in his hand.
His sword is extremely fast and its direction is erratic, like a poisonous snake, making it difficult to judge.
However, when Nan Qinghe's long sword was thrust in front of Zhou Cheng, it was caught between Zhou Cheng's two fingers.
"Spirit Snake Sword Technique." Zhou Chengdao.
What Nan Qinghe used was the Demon Cult's Spirit Snake Sword Technique.
Among the many secret books that Zhou Cheng had previously obtained from the demon sect's treasury, there was the Spirit Snake Sword Technique. Zhou Cheng was naturally familiar with this Spirit Snake Sword Technique.
Zhou Cheng used two fingers to pinch off Nan Qinghe's long sword.
Nan Qinghe was shocked and looked at his broken low-grade spiritual weapon-level sword in disbelief.
At this time, Zhou Cheng swung the long sword in his hand.
The same is the spirit snake sword technique.
However, his spirit snake sword technique is more flexible, faster and more unpredictable than Nan Qinghe's.
Zhou Chang's sword instantly pierced the opponent's armor and penetrated straight into the opponent's chest.
Nan Qinghe stood there frozen, looking at Zhou Chenghe with the sword in his chest in disbelief.
Everything changes too fast.
Just now, he was overjoyed when he saw a large area of five-color spiritual flowers. After just a moment, he was about to die?
Feeling the vitality flowing out of his body, he yelled unwillingly and punched Zhou Cheng frantically.
Zhou Cheng greeted him with a punch.
The two fists collided.
The Nanqing River was blown backwards.
"Young Master!" When the masters of the Demon Sect saw this, they shouted in fright and anger, and wanted to save Nan Qinghe. However, they could not save themselves, so how could they take action.
Zhou Cheng walked towards Nan Qinghe and looked indifferently at Nan Qinghe who was lying on the ground with blood coming out of his mouth.
"My father will not let you go." Nan Qinghe's face looked ferocious, and he shouted with all his strength: "You can't escape from Southern Xinjiang!"
"You won't let me go?" Zhou Cheng chuckled softly: "I might as well tell you that we were the ones who killed your demon sect's demon-faced envoy."
Nan Qinghe and the remaining masters of the Demon Cult were shaken all over.
"It's you!"
"You are the owner of the Demon God's Weapon Refining Shop!"
Previously, King Nanming sent the Demon-faced Zuo Envoy to the capital to investigate the Demon God's Weapon Refining Shop, but he was killed in the dense forest outside the capital.
Zhou Cheng squatted down and used his fingers to seal the acupuncture points on the opponent's chest to prevent the opponent's blood from flowing so fast. He then used his soul to perform the method of enchantment and asked the opponent where the current lair of the Demon Cult was.
At first, they were chasing the Demon Cult, and the Demon Cult fled into the mountains of southern Xinjiang, so now, Zhou Cheng doesn't know the Demon Cult's lair.
Soon, Zhou Chengcheng asked where the Demon Sect's current lair was.
After asking, Zhou Cheng slashed his sword, completely cutting off the life of Nanqing River.
Zhou Cheng stood up, and Qin Meng and others had also killed the rest of the Demon Cult.
The old man Lin Chen looked at Nan Qinghe and the masters of the Demon Cult who were killed in shock.
Zhou Cheng asked Qin Meng and Lin Ru to go up to the cliff to get the five-color spiritual flowers, while Jiang Chen and Yang Yu cleaned up the scene.
After taking down all the five-color spirit flowers, Zhou Cheng and others left the scene without staying.
At this time, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was still early in the day. However, Zhou Cheng had no intention of leaving the Poison Mist Valley. He would continue to go deeper to see if he could find the century-old blood ginseng.
"Century blood ginseng?" Lin Chen shook his head: "I'm afraid Poison Mist Valley doesn't have century-old blood ginseng."
His father is a pharmacologist. He used to follow his father into the Poisonous Fog Valley, and he is very familiar with the Poisonous Fog Valley.
After hearing from Lin Chen that there was no century-old blood ginseng in Poison Mist Valley, Zhou Cheng did not give up and continued to search.
Several hours passed.
The sky gradually darkened.
As the sky gets darker, the poisonous fog in the Poison Fog Valley becomes increasingly dense.
Grains began to contain more and more poisons.
There was no other way, Zhou Cheng and the others could only find a cave, rest in the cave for one night, and continue searching tomorrow.
The cave is halfway up the mountain, more than 20 meters above the ground, and is quite safe.
In the cave, Zhou Cheng took out the dragon's gallbladder, mixed it with medicinal wine and drank it.
Suddenly.
"Due to the power of the dragon contained in the courage of the dragon, the progress of your Beiming Divine Art has greatly increased."
"Surge of 3%."
"Surge of 6%."
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"Congratulations to the host for reaching 100% progress in Beiming Divine Art and breaking through the fourth level of innateness."