After obtaining the Cave-Mystery Iron Essence ore, Xu Yan escaped from the valley.
Seeing him leaving in a hurry, the other monks in the valley immediately turned their gazes over. However, after touching Xu Yan's huge Divine Sense, which was comparable to the Golden Core Realm, their expressions changed drastically and they withdrew their gazes.
Just as he was about to reach the entrance of the valley, a scream suddenly came from his ears. Following the sound, he immediately found a young figure lying on the ground at the entrance of the valley.
Looking at the young man with blood on his face and the hoe that fell aside, Xu Yan shook his head.
This person was none other than Niu Ben. This person only had Qi Refining cultivation, and his Essence Blood was useless to him. Therefore, he did not spend Magic Power to kill this person. Unexpectedly, he would still die in the end.
The one who took action was a purple-robed Foundation Establishment Middle Stage monk. Green lights appeared on his face, and he held a black-glow Jade Ruyi in his hand. At this moment, under the urging of the monk, he let out bursts of shrill screams.
Many monks stopped when they saw this scene and watched this scene with interest. These monks lived in Netherworld Domain in an extremely depressed way and were frightened every day. Now this scene is just a break from practicing.
"Hiss..."
The glowing Jade Ruyi exploded several times in size under the urging of the purple-shirted monk. A huge ball of Black Miasma was spit out, and then turned into a ferocious face and quickly swallowed the young monk lying on the ground.
Seeing that the ghostly face was about to approach him, a look of hesitation flashed across Niu Ben's face, and then gradually turned into determination, and he roared loudly, "Don't kill me! I know a piece of Spirit Refiner's inheritance!"
As his words fell, the grimace suddenly stopped about a foot away from him. At the same time, the cold and urgent voice of the purple-shirted monk sounded here, "Niu Ben, your life is temporarily saved! Come with me!"
After the purple-robed monk finished speaking, he stretched out a huge devil's palm and grabbed Niu Ben.
"Ah!"
Just when the purple-shirted monk's clutches were about to come into contact with Niu Ben, a scream suddenly came out.
"Bata!"
A bloody devil's palm fell to the ground, causing the pupils of everyone watching the battle to shrink suddenly.
At some point, a short old man appeared in front of Niu Ben. An ice-blue Flying Sword was suspended above the head of the short old man. The slightest hint of Sword Qi made everyone's expressions change.
"Short Sword Elder Wang Cheng!" When he saw the face of the short old man in the field, the purple-robed monk immediately screamed, then turned into a ray of light and quickly fled the place.
Watching the purple-robed monk fleeing in embarrassment, a look of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the short old man, and he lightly stroked the small beard on his chin.
"Oh? Foundation Establishment Late Stage's Sword Cultivator!" Xu Yan watched this scene with great interest and slowly walked towards this person.
Although he still doesn't know what the Spirit Refiner inheritance is, judging from everyone's reactions, it must be extremely unusual. He has never heard of Spirit Refiner. Maybe it is the unique immortal job of Netherworld Domain.
At this moment, the short old man's stubby fingers were already on Niu Ben's shoulders. From the corner of his eye, he saw a monk approaching, and a cold light suddenly appeared. When he found that the monk was only Foundation Establishment Late Stage close to him, his face showed a strong anger.
"Get back quickly! I don't want to waste Magic Power killing you!"
Facing the old man's cold eyes, Xu Yan showed a look of ridicule, and then with one move, Blood Concealment Flying Sword flew out of Storage Ring, hovering above his head, like a bloody spiritual snake wandering uncertainly.
At this moment, a wave of terror Sword Intent grew on him, and a unique light emerged from Qingyi. As he stretched out his hand to pinch out a Sword Formula, the Blood Shadow Spirit Sword hovering above his head turned into a terrifying sword light and slashed towards the short old man!
"Sword...Sword Intent! First level Sword Cultivator! Fellow Daoist, please stop! I, Wang Cheng, am willing to pay the price..."
Amidst the sharp roar of the man, the bloody sword light slashed down heavily.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream rang out, and under the huge sword light, this person was only Upper-Grade Spirit Artifact Flying Sword blasted into two pieces. The sword light cut the person into two pieces like a piece of silk.
Then he sent out a Magic Power, and put the person's Essence Blood into Jade Bottle.
Seeing Xu Yan's skillful movements, the monks around him who originally wanted to watch the fun suddenly felt a cold air in their hearts and turned into rays of light and left the place. They were afraid that the terrifying monk in front of them would go on a killing spree and they would all perish here.
The only person left in the field was Niu Ben. At this moment, he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. The terrifying sword light fell, and the blood spattered by the short old man sprayed all over his face.
Seeing the figure of the terrifying monk getting closer and closer, Niu Ben subconsciously touched the blood on his face with his hand, and then said tremblingly, "Wan... junior pays homage to senior!"
Niu Ben forced a smile after speaking, but at this moment his face was already a little stained, which made him look a bit more ferocious.
He stretched out his hand and took the short old man's Storage Ring into his hand. After glancing at it, Divine Sense stuffed it into his arms.
Looking at Niu Ben who was trembling uncontrollably, Xu Yan reached out and pinched the man's neck, then turned into a ray of light and left the place.
In the void, Niu Ben felt the big hand on his neck that looked like it was made of Spirit Gold. He couldn't help but shudder. The scene where he just killed the short old man and collected Essence Blood made him vaguely guess that the monk in front of him was probably Demon Cultivator. Even if not, he had definitely practiced the Demonic Path method.
Thinking of this, Niu Ben became a little uneasy. If he fell into the hands of this person, he would probably die.
Just when Niu Ben was thinking, he suddenly felt the world spinning, and then he felt like he fell heavily to the ground.
"Ahem..."
The surging energy and blood made Niu Ben cough twice. Before he could recover, a cold voice sounded around him.
"I am very interested in Spirit Refiner! Tell me about it. Just like last time, if your answer satisfies me, I don't mind letting you live."
Xu Yan After finishing speaking, he stared at the monk in front of him.
Hearing this, a strange color flashed across Niu Ben's face, and he nodded quickly and said, "Senior, this Spirit Refiner is Netherworld Domain's unique immortal position. Regarding Spirit Refiner's deeds, it is related to Netherworld Domain's miraculous place."
Having said this, Niu Ben swallowed, collected his thoughts, and continued to speak.
"Senior must have known that Netherworld Domain is a world unto itself." Seeing that Xu Yan did not refute, Niu Ben continued to describe it.
"There is a strange place in this Netherworld Domain called Nine-Vortex Ancient Land, because it is famous for its nine huge whirlpools. These nine huge whirlpools connect the heaven and the earth, and they are thousands of miles high and low. A powerful monk went to explore Zeng Yan. One end of this vortex is connected to the crack in the void, and the other end is connected to Netherworld Domain."