Chapter 119: Found purple smoked flowers

Sin Canyon, more than a hundred miles away.

White mist is already rich to almost sticky.

Here, even with the sight of Jing Yan, you can only see the scenery within 100 meters.

By this time, Jing Yan had been in the Sin Canyon and had been advancing for nearly twenty days. Finding purple smoked flowers is obviously much more difficult than Jing Yan imagined.

In the past twenty days, Jing Yan also encountered a very dangerous situation. On that occasion, he encountered four powerful seventh-level beasts. If he had two heads and one head, Jing Yan could still kill him, but the four-headed, seven-level spirit beast could only let Jing Yan slip away.

Relying on the wings of the sky, Jing Yan escaped the joint pursuit of four heads and seven spirit beasts.

Four heads and seven spirit beasts!

Even if the warrior is in the mid-congenital realm, he may drink and hate here when he encounters a four-seven level seven beast pinch. It is too dangerous!

When encountering this dangerous situation, Jing Yan also became more careful.

The five senses are expanded to the limit anytime, anywhere. As long as there is anything wrong, even if there is only a certain possibility, Jing Yan will avoid it for the first time.

"Ok?"

On this day, Jing Yan was moving carefully, and suddenly his eyes trembled slightly.

"Purple Smoke!"

"It's purple smoked flowers!"

Wu Jingyan's eyes lit up.

This three-level spirit grass is so hard to find.

No wonder, there are no purple smoked flowers on the market.

武 The warriors under the congenital realm dare not come in, and the warriors in the congenital realm, early or mid-level realms, are difficult to penetrate here.

The more powerful late and peak congenital, even if you are here, you may not be interested in the less valuable purple smoked flowers.

I found purple smoked flowers, and Jing Yan was relieved.

时间 Time is too tight for him! If time is relaxed, he can confidently be promoted to innate again without the preparation of a potion. It's just hard to tell how long it will take.

Wu Jingyan must grow up as soon as possible. The burden on his shoulders is very heavy!

I want to avenge my grandpa, his current strength is far from enough. Even when entering the congenital realm, it is far behind. However, after stepping into the innate, he has at least become more dependent on self-protection.

I stared at the purple smoked flower that was one hundred meters away, Jing Yan, holding my breath.

虽然 Although he wanted to pick purple smoked flowers immediately, he didn't, and rushed forward. In such a place, one accidentally died before he encountered purple smoked flowers.

After a few full breaths, Jing Yan didn't find the breath of a powerful spirit beast nearby, so he held a streamer and approached the past carefully.

One hundred meters!

Fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

Ten meters!

The purple smoked flower is close at hand, and Jing Yan has been able to determine that this is indeed the third-level spirit grass purple smoked flower.

What made Jing Yan's pupils suddenly shrink is that he suddenly found that there was more than one purple smoked flower growing in a nearby area. A little inventory, there are actually nine purple smoked flowers here.

"Great!"

I felt that my heart was beating a bit, Jing Yan took a deep breath and continued to move forward.

"Roar!"

这个 At this time, a sudden change occurred, and a terrifying roar came from the side of Jing Yan.

"not good!"

Wu Jingyan was taken aback, his body leaping up and down, and the streamer in his hand instantly radiated a sword, sweeping away in the direction of the sound.

Jian Jianguang pierced the white mist at a terrifying speed.

Wu Jingyan also looked nervously in that direction.

"Roar!"

Finally, a red shadow appeared in Jing Yan's sight. This red shadow was terrifying fast. After the first roar came, Jing Yan could confirm that it was still at least hundreds of meters away. However, when Jing Yan was excited by a sword light, the red shadow actually approached within 100 meters.

"Huoyun Beast?" Jing Yan's eyes were frozen, and the streamer in his hand was also tightly grasped.

Beast of Fire, a powerful eight-level spirit beast.

"Damn!" Jing Yan also cursed inwardly.

I have found the purple smoked flower, but at this critical time, a level eight spirit beast actually appeared.

进入 Since entering the Sin Canyon, Jing Yan has never encountered an eight-level spirit beast, nor has he ever encountered an eight-level spirit beast. Think about it, the seventh-level spirit beast is already so fierce, the eighth-level spirit beast is so powerful.

"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 hoofs, and the whole body is red, and it looks like a ball and then a flame.

Compared to humans, Huoyun's beast size is very large.

Wu Jingyan can clearly see that the fire cloud beast rose, and the surrounding white mist was lifted out by a wave of air. There is no white fog around Huoyunshou's body, so Jing Yan can observe Huoyunshou more clearly.

After a loud noise, Huoyun Beast lifted its claws, and directly smashed the sword light swayed by Jing Yan into fragments.

Wu Jingyan suddenly felt cold.

What a terrible power.

自己 He knows that the power contained in his sword light, that is, the powerful innate state, must be careful. But the beast of fire that came from Pentium, but lightly waved his claws, and defeated his sword.

After the fiery cloud beast defeated Jing Yan's Jianguang ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ without any pause and hesitation, it opened its mouth wide and continued to lunge at Jing Yan.

"Moon Sword!"

The vitality in the maggot urged to the limit, and the strongest new moon-cutting sword technique suddenly blasted out.

"Boom!"

碰撞 The two collided, and a loud noise came out. Then, Jing Yan's sword image condensed by the sword-cutting sword collapsed. Jing Yan's body also flew out.

Wu Jingyan only felt that the whole body's qi and blood were floating, so it was dangerous to spit it out. With his body in the air, he quickly cast the wings of the sky, adjusted his body, and finally regained control when he was about to hit the cliff.

I can be sure that if it weren't for the heavenly wings and martial arts, Jing Yan would definitely hit the cliff.

"What a terrible power!" Jing Yan stared at the red fire cloud beast all over his eyes.

The strength of both sides is not a level at all.

Wu Jingyan knew clearly that if it was not because he had wing martial arts in the sky, then this time he would inevitably be seriously injured.

Even the warrior in the middle of congenital realm can't bear this terrible blow. The warrior in the early congenital realm must have been killed directly.

The fierce and terrifying spirits of the eighth-level spirit beasts, even the warriors of the late innate, may not be able to cut and kill the eighth-level spirit beasts.

"Roar!" Huoyun Beast, roared again, its large head, slightly crooked, red eyes like bronze bells, staring at Jing Yan. As if it was doubtful, the little human on the opposite side was not directly killed by it.