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Chapter 221 Nanxun And Tang Moyuan

It is now the fifth day since the opening of the Zitian Ruins.

Whether it is a genius or an ordinary field repairer, the five days in the Zitian ruins have all gained a lot of money.

There seems to be endless spiritual energy in the Zitian ruins, and some new heaven and earth spiritual plants can always be born.

Usually, the Zitian ruins are open for about a week, so there are still two days left for everyone who enters to collect spiritual materials.

Naturally, everyone was not going to let go of the last two days, and kept looking for spiritual objects in the world.

Nanxun of the demon clan is looking for one of the figures among the spirits of heaven and earth.

The expressions of the people around who saw Nanxun changed, and they quickly avoided the only way that Nanxun must pass.

The Demon Clan, as one of the super powerful clans, possesses the unrivaled majesty. Although Nan Xun is not a genius at the evildoer level, he is also one of the geniuses at the Tianjiao level!

Moreover, he is a relatively powerful Tianjiao-level genius. In the Zitian ruins, if there is no evil-level genius to sanction him, he is basically invincible.

But how easy is it to meet evil geniuses? In the entire Zitian ruins, there are only seven known evil geniuses, and they are basically in the real core area, so the probability of encountering them is almost zero.

Nan Xun's eyes were red, and his skin showed a texture like a mountain rock, which is a characteristic of the red-eyed demons among the demons.

As one of the major branches of the Demon Clan, the Crimson Eyed Demon Clan is a Level 5 civilization itself.

The people of the Crimson Eyed Demon Clan are born with extremely strong combat power, and their hard skin can easily withstand powerful attacks.

At this moment, Nan Xun was very excited. Just now he killed a human genius with no eyesight, and took a spiritual fruit from his hand, the red blood spiritual fruit.

This spiritual fruit fit perfectly with the red-eyed demons. Nan Xun believed that as long as he got out of the Zitian ruins and took this red blood spiritual fruit, he could cleanse the blood of the demons and improve his combat power to a higher level.

There is even a chance to compete with the weaker monster-level geniuses!

Of course, the washing process is very painful and long, and I'm afraid it will take several days of retreat to succeed, so in the Zitian ruins, Nan Xun is not ready to take this red blood spiritual fruit yet.

Suddenly, Nan Xun's expression changed, and he noticed a burst of energy fluctuations not far away. He was overjoyed, and it seemed that he had encountered a great opportunity again.

Nan Xun changed direction instantly and rushed towards the direction where the energy fluctuations came from.

Soon, Nan Xun saw a huge tree exuding strong vitality. Nan Xun was surprised, it turned out to be Zishamu!

This is a precious material for making formations. Although Nanxun can't use it himself, it can be used to give the demons their own power. Such a big purple tree tree is definitely not less valuable than the red blood spiritual fruit.

At this moment, Nan Xun stopped in his tracks because he suddenly saw an extremely ordinary-looking human youth standing quietly beside Zishamu. Don't be taken seriously by Nan Xun.

Nan Xun let out a smirk, and walked towards the boy's position. Before collecting the spiritual materials, it seemed that it would be good to kill a human wild cultivator!

Only at the ordinary stagnant level, in Nan Xun's view, it is impossible to be a genius cultivated by the great forces of the human race, and it can only be regarded as a wild cultivator.

The demon race and the human race have a lot of conflicts. This kind of wild cultivator has no power and no power. Even if 10,000 of them die, it is impossible to trigger the revenge of the human race. Nanxun can be said to kill one by one.

At this moment, Nan Xun's expression changed suddenly, and he noticed that another powerful aura was gradually approaching.

Nan Xun was no stranger to this aura, it was his old enemy, Tang Moyuan.

Nan Xun's complexion became gloomy. Looking at Tang Moyuan who was gradually approaching, the coldness in his eyes became more and more serious.

"Tang Moyuan, how can I meet you everywhere?" Nan Xun said coldly.

Not far away, Tang Moyuan also sneered, drew out the long sword in his hand, and stared at Nanxun without saying a word.

Tang Moyuan also noticed the ordinary-looking young man standing beside Zishamu.

He frowned slightly. He didn't know why an extremely ordinary lingering field cultivator in the human race dared to covet this level of spiritual treasure. Normal field cultivators usually have good eyesight. They all know their position clearly, and they will not covet spirit treasures that are too much beyond their own level at will.

This is also the reason why the major forces acquiesced to Yexiu's entry into the Zitian ruins. Duty is Yexiu's biggest protection.

This wild cultivator dared to covet Zishamu. It is understandable that he was killed by Nanxun when he met Nanxun.

But since he was bumped into by himself, and he is also a human race, it's okay to save him casually.

Tang Moyuan's aura was still locked on Nanxun, and he said to the ordinary young man beside Zishamu, "Go away on your own, this spiritual material can only bring you disaster, and it's still too late to leave now."

When Nan Xun saw Tang Moyuan appear, his attention shifted from this ordinary-looking young man to Tang Moyuan. He also heard Tang Moyuan's words, but he didn't care.

It doesn't matter that this young man left as soon as he left, for him, Tang Moyuan was his archenemy.

Tang Moyuan's combat power is on par with him, if he devotes all his energy to killing this ordinary young man, it will give Tang Moyuan an opportunity, and naturally he won't bother to care whether an insignificant wild cultivator will leave or stay .

But just when the two were confronting each other, a chuckle suddenly came from this ordinary young man.

"Sure enough, it's still useful to wait for the rabbit... Sigh, it's just a pity that the second rabbit turned out to be a human race." While talking, this ordinary-looking young man walked towards Nanxun from the side of Zichamu.

Hearing this ordinary-looking young man say such words, both Nan Xun and Tang Moyuan were stunned.

What's the situation? Is this person stupid? A mere wild cultivator dares to say such a thing to a peerless genius at the Tianjiao level.

Those who didn't know thought you were a monster-level genius!

The two felt absurd one after another. Is this person a fool? The tone is just about to break the sky!

Brushing the sense of presence is not like this!

Now even Tang Moyuan didn't bother to care about this Yexiu. In his opinion, he could help if he could. If Yexiu wanted to die, it had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, both of them focused their attention on the ordinary-looking Yexiu. Nan Xun looked at the ordinary-looking Yexiu with playful eyes, as if seeing something interesting, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. But his eyes were cold.

Dare to make noise in front of me, I really don't know how to live or die!

Nan Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and was ready to tear this ordinary-looking young man into pieces in the next moment.

But at this moment, the pupils of both Nanxun and Tang Moyuan shrank violently.

Because at this moment, they all sensed the terrifying crisis coming from this ordinary-looking young man...