"It's only 0.1 minutes …"
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened as he grumbled, "It's not even enough for my sword energy."
Fatty Pan's face was full of envy as he said, "Boss, you should be content. 0.1 minutes is still a point. It's only 0.3 minutes until now, sob sob sob. "
Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "Why is it so little?"
Fatty Pan said pitifully, "Do you think points are so easy to earn? If I'm not wrong, the most points now is not more than ten. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "That's good. I have time to take you guys. Since this temple is classified as a Level Four Area, there must be a lot of evil spirits inside. Let's hurry up and find them. "
Yang Qingxuan used his Fiery Eyes to observe the footprints while looking around. Under his Fiery Eyes, he could clearly see where the devil Qi was dense.
Devil Spirits were easily born in places with dense devil Qi.
After running for more than an hour and killing more than thirty devil spirits, they only dropped five low-grade soul stones.
Yang Qingxuan stopped and muttered, "These devil spirits are all low-grade existences. Their drop rate and quality are low. Killing them will only be a waste of time. Since this is a Level Four Area, there should be higher-grade devil spirits. Where are they? "
Fatty Pan said, "We came in a day later than Hua Qing and the rest. The first batch of martial artists who came in are all gone. There should be a higher-grade place."
Yang Qingxuan put away his sword and stood. Forming seals with both hands, he pushed his Fiery Eyes to the limit and looked in all directions.
Passages from far to near appeared in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes. He withdrew his divine ability and said, "Follow me!"
He took Fatty Pan and ran in a certain direction.
After turning through a few passages, the devil Qi was obviously much denser. Moreover, a figure appeared in front of them and kept moving forward.
Fatty Pan said in shock, "Zhong Jie!"
Yang Qingxuan replied with a "hmm" before he slowed down and followed behind Zhong Jie.
From time to time, Demonic Spirits would rush out from the dark Demonic Qi, turning into figures that bared their fangs and brandished their claws, pouncing on Zhong Jie. However, without seeing him move, the Demonic Spirits directly penetrated his body and entered Zhong Jie's body, disappearing directly.
On Zhong Jie's shoulder, the Soul-Devouring Golden Goblin constantly flickered with fluorescent light. The silver pieces inside were slowly turning into gold.
Fatty Pan exclaimed, "He's devouring Devil Spirits?"
Yang Qingxuan's expression was grave as he said, "It doesn't seem to be devouring. It should be fusing. Even if this person was not of the Devil Race, he had the Devil Race's bloodline. All the Devil Spirits that pounced on him were absorbed by him. And the reaction of the Soul-Devouring Golden Demon proves that those Devil Spirits are all dead. "
Fatty Pan's eyes widened as he said, "Isn't it too easy to earn points?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Everyone has their own supernatural powers, there's no point in being envious. If we follow behind him, we should be able to reach a higher level area."
"Hehe." In front of them, Zhong Jie suddenly stopped.
Yang Qingxuan and Fatty Pan both stopped in their tracks cautiously, not daring to get too close.
Zhong Jie turned his head and revealed a sinister smile as he said, "If you follow me, you can indeed enter the inner region of this Saint Hall. There are many Emperor Heavenly Realm Devil Spirits inside. Every Soul Stone that drops will give you one point. There are even Dao Realm Devil Spirits that can give you five or even ten points. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Then thank you for leading the way."
Zhong Jie smiled and said, "It's no problem. In this competition, you and I are no match for each other. Because no matter if it's you or me, it's too easy to win. "
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly said, "From what you're saying, it seems like you have other motives for coming to this Saint Hall?"
Zhong Jie's expression changed slightly as a cold light shot out from his eyes as he stared at Yang Qingxuan. However, in just an instant, his gaze softened as he said, "You are indeed intelligent. No wonder you have such talent and cultivation. However, this has nothing to do with you."
As he spoke, he quickened his pace.
Yang Qingxuan and Pan Pan also followed even closer.
The Devil Spirits in the surroundings were almost all cleared when Zhong Jie walked past. However, now that he sped up, there were still some that remained. They were all picked up by Yang Qingxuan, and he also got a few points.
In just a short while, the three of them walked into a spacious courtyard that was about a hundred mu in size. The decorations inside were neat and tidy. There were rocks, flowerbeds, ponds, tables, and chairs. However, they were all weathered.
In front of the courtyard, there was another stretch of buildings. It was like a Devil Mountain that stood tall on the ground, emitting dense Devil Qi.
Zhong Jie's face lit up with joy as he shouted, "Inner Courtyard!"
He continued to rush forward and disappeared in a flash.
Yang Qingxuan and Fatty Pan also hurried to catch up. There were many grand halls inside. They were majestic and gave off a solemn and dignified feeling, but also a murderous aura.
Zhong Jie flashed a few times and disappeared without a trace.
Fatty Pan shouted, "This brat seems to be deliberately leaving us behind. Chase him!"
Yang Qingxuan stopped him and said, "Don't chase him. It's not good to have a direct confrontation with him now. He has his purpose, and we have our own. If we chase him too closely, I'm afraid it'll be hard to avoid fighting. If we don't pass the competition, we'll really see a ghost. Let's kill the monsters first. "
Fatty Pan thought about it and agreed.
Yang Qingxuan used Fiery Eyes and rushed to the place with the densest Devil Qi.
At the same time, he paid attention to the footprints on the ground. There were at least twenty or thirty pairs of footprints, which proved that there were many people who came in the day before.
The two of them rushed to the front of a hall. Yang Qingxuan glanced at the ground and said, "No one has been here. Go in."
As soon as they entered the hall, there was a burst of cold wind wrapped in sorrowful demonic sounds.
Above the main hall, more than ten figures of Demonic Spirits were hanging upside down like bats. Pairs of cold eyes were staring at them.
"Mommy!" Fatty Pan was so scared that he trembled. His legs went soft and he wanted to escape.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Follow closely behind me!"
He raised his hand and used Six Yang Palm to slap above the hall!
"Four Yang Concealing Flames!"
Powerful flames emerged from Yang Qingxuan's body and instantly illuminated the hall.
Those Demonic Spirits had lived in a dark and cold environment for a long time. When they were suddenly pierced by the light and roasted by the heat wave, they all screamed in fright. They were so scared that they scattered and fled to the dark corners of the hall.
"Boom!"
Four Yang Flames spun and fiercely collided above the hall, killing two Devil Spirits on the spot.
Under the gathering of the terrifying Yang True Qi, it fiercely exploded and waves of fire swept across the entire hall.
"Gua! Gua Gua! "
The strange cries of the Devil Spirits sounded one after another like frogs.
The fear of these Devil Spirits was only a momentary discomfort. In just a moment, the ferocity of 'Evil' and 'Resentment' burst out, suppressing their fear and rushing over from all directions, their mouths gurgling with 'gua gua'.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes shone with a golden light as he saw the situation of these Devil Spirits clearly. "Thirteen of them. The strongest is at the Emperor celestial beginner stage."
He then formed a sword art with his hand. Nanming's Departing Fire Sword appeared, glowing with a red light and rolling flames.
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