After dealing with the matter of the spiritual vein, Lin Qingshan and Lin Qingxue took Haidongqing to the depths of the Great Wilderness and headed towards the cave where Shanxiong was holding.

There are still many purple star iron and a second-level spiritual vein there.

Moreover, Lin Qingshan estimated that the purple-crowned golden eagle should also have a spiritual vein, which should be not far from the cave where the mountain bears are beheaded.

The mountains, rivers and lakes flew quickly under my body. In half a day, the sea east green on both ends flew to the destination.

Lin Qingshan and Lin Qingxue went straight to the depths of the cave.

Last time, several people dug hundreds of pieces of purple star iron inside, but that was only a small part of the surface, and several people did not go deep into the bottom of the hole.

After passing through the area where the purple star iron was dug last time and continuing to go deeper, the purple star iron like stars appeared again on the cave wall.

"There is movement!" Suddenly, Lin Qingshan let out a light step and reminded softly.

The keen spiritual awareness told him that there were creatures ahead and their breath was not weak.

Lin Qingxue also raised her vigilance and clenched the sword in her hand.

The Bear of Mount Bao has been killed, but this is a second-level spiritual vein, which can easily attract other monsters.

"Be careful, if the situation is wrong, withdraw if you want to go!" Lin Qingshan said.

"Um."

The two continued to move forward. With their strength, as long as they were not third-level monsters, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The probability of a third-level monster appearing here is not very high.

Soon, the cave space became wider and the two walked to the bottom of the cave.

There is a unique cave here, like a tall palace. After many twists and turns, it is actually very close to the top of the mountain. There are small holes above it. The light rays fall from the opening, illuminating the darkness, making it look very holy and mysterious.

In the middle of the cave, there is a purple boulder with a smooth surface, just like ordinary purple star iron, with starlight on the surface.

But this piece of purple star iron is particularly large! It looks like it weighs at least 10,000 pounds!

What’s even more amazing is that there are clusters of crystal clear substances like chalcedony in this huge piece of purple star iron.

"Purple Star Iron Essence!" Lin Qingshan couldn't help but whispered.

The Zixing Iron Essence is much more valuable than the Zixing Iron. It is a precious spiritual ore that can refine top-grade spiritual weapons.

These purple star iron essences are embedded in the large piece of purple star iron, and they are probably hundreds of pounds, and they can refine several top-grade spiritual weapons.

Unfortunately, Lin's family does not have a top-grade weapon refiner, so Lin Changzhu can only refine low-grade spiritual weapons now.

However, the Zixing Iron Essence itself is dozens of times that of the Zixing Iron Essence, and these Zixing Iron Essences are very valuable in themselves.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew over from the dim corner of the cave like a ghost.

The figure was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the two of them.

A sharp claw with a cold light suddenly stretched out and grabbed the two of them hard.

However, Lin Qingshan and Lin Qingxue were not panicked, their faces were as dull as ever, as if they had expected them.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Lin Qingxue shouted and suddenly pulled out the long sword in her hand.

In an instant, the snow-white sword light bloomed, as if illuminating the dim cave.

The true energy suddenly rose, Lin Qingxuesu held a sword and stabbed it straight, and the sharp sword light sucked and spitted on the long sword, and then shot towards the rushing black shadow.

"bite!"

The sound of metal and iron fighting came, and the black shadow blocked Lin Qingxue's sword with sharp claws, but his figure was also forced to retreat.

At this time, Lin Qingshan also saw the true face of the black shadow.

It is black all over and seems to be able to blend into the darkness. It is not big, but it is very agile and looks full of the beauty of power.

The most distinctive thing is its eyes, purple pupils flashing in the darkness, adding a terrifying atmosphere.

"Jungle Assassin, purple-eyed leopard." Lin Qingshan said lightly.

"It's really fate, let me leave it to the patriarch!" Lin Qingxue's desire to fight rose.

The purple-puppy leopard grabbed the ground with limbs, crawled in body, and its sharp claws almost grabbed into the hard rock. Its eyes flashed with fierce light, and its eyes stared at the two of them. The four extremely protruding sharp white teeth were intertwined, emitting a terrifying and cold atmosphere.

It looks very cruel, but in fact it is very panicked.

The two of them in front of them gave it a very strong sense of threat, but they were blocked in the cave by them, and had no way to escape, so they had to fight on their backs.

After a brief fight just now, it felt the strength of the human woman in front of it.

Stronger than the last time I fought!

Lin Qingshan looked at the purple-eyed leopard in front of him with fun. The leopard was not big, but its tendons were all essence!

Although it is much smaller than the Bear of the Bear of the Bear, this meat is probably even more nourishing than the Bear of the Bear of the Bear of the Bear of the Bear!

The second-level monster meat is extremely beneficial to the Concentration Realm. During this period, he ate a lot of Bear Bear Meat, and his cultivation speed is significantly faster.

The purple-eyed Youbao couldn't stand it anymore. The human's eyes looked at him, just like the eyes of his iron boar!

The low roar was like thunder rolling, circulating from the slightly wriggling throat of the purple-puppy, echoing in the cave.

I saw the purple-pronged Youbao's agile body shrinking slightly, like a spring compressed to the limit rebounding. With a whoosh, a gray shadow flew towards him, with a fierce aura.

Its raised claws flashed with a sharp cold light, as hard as a spiritual weapon, and the suffocating coldness made people feel palpitations.

Lin Qingxue did not retreat but advanced instead. She raised her hand and sword, and the man and sword were united, and she followed the sword, as fast as lightning.

The long sword is like an antelope hanging on its horns, unpredictable, with a hidden phantom, and one twitches upwards and cuts the throat of the purple-eyed Youle Leopard.

Zitong Youbao felt awe-inspiring and felt a strong murderous intent on this cold sword.

Its hair stood upside down, and the demonic energy was activated to the extreme. The sharp claws danced wildly, and the sharp claws intertwined a dense net, rushing towards Lin Qingxue.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The hard and sharp claws and the long sword of the spiritual weapon kept colliding in the air, splashing sparks and shining in the cave.

The movement of each person and his hands was extremely loud. The air seemed to be stinging, tumbling, and the howling wind blew, causing the soil and gravel on the cave wall to fall down.

Although this purple-eyed Youbao is a second-level middle-grade monster, his cultivation is already very close to the top-grade one, and his combat power is extremely strong, comparable to an ordinary sixth-level spirit warrior in the Concentration Realm.

Lin Qingxue is at the fourth level of the Concentration Realm, plus the sword technique of the top-grade bloodline and unity realm, which stabilizes the purple-eyed Youbao.

But Lin Qingshan was still dissatisfied, and he said, "Fight quickly!"

Lin Qingxue understood and her true energy was at its peak, and a stronger and sharper aura erupted from her.

She flashed, and her white clothes were as white as snow, and she appeared behind the purple-eyed Youbao, like a gust of wind.

The purple-pronged Youbao felt a fierce murderous intent. The gray hair on its back could not be restrained and stood up one by one. He hurriedly turned around and opened his mouth, with his fangs intertwined and bitten away.

A cry sounded, the long sword broke through the air, and the snow-white sword light appeared out of thin air, and a faint sharp momentum gathered on the sword.

A sharp sword, like the sickle of the god of death, came towards him, trying to seal the throat with one sword.

Before the sword arrived, the purple-plucked Youbao had already felt the sharpness and appeared on his neck out of thin air. The fierce murderous intent made the purple-plucked Youbao extremely frightened, making it feel the breath of death, and it felt cold all over, as if it had fallen into the bottom of an ice valley.

It wanted to struggle, to turn around and escape, but everything was in vain.

It was too fast, murderous intent flashed, and the sword had already pierced out, carrying the powerful true energy and a faint sharp momentum. It went straight forward and streaked across the throat of Zitong Youbao. The fur was broken like a piece of paper, and blood splashed. Zitong Youbao only felt a rich sweet fishy gurgling out of its throat, like a spring water, soaking its dark fur.

Blood spurted out, and the purple-puppy leopard twitched, the purple-tongued light retreated, and the eyes turned white. Its claws wanted to grab a counterattack, but the darkness in front of it could only fall to the ground and twitch repeatedly.

A sword seals the throat, and a long sword returns to the sheath, clean and neat.

"Your actual combat power should be comparable to that of an ordinary eighth-level spiritual warrior in the Concentration Realm!" Lin Qingshan nodded and said.

What he said is ordinary means that the eighth level of the concentration realm of the mind, whose bloodline is only middle-grade, and whose sword skills are not outstanding in all aspects.

If you can fight across four small realms, Lin Qingxue's bloodline accounts for half of the credit, and half-step sword power accounts for half of the credit.

As for Lin Qingshan himself, his top-grade bloodline, sword force, and spiritual awareness that was one step ahead, he couldn't explain clearly how high his actual combat power had reached.

He has the confidence to win the ordinary nine levels of the mind concentration realm, such as the Bear of Hunshan, but he is still far from the Purple Mansion realm.

A spiritual warrior like Qian Zhenlian who has just entered the Purple Mansion Realm can easily beat him.

After all, his cultivation is only at the third level of the concentration realm.

I put away the corpse of the purple-eyed Youbao on the ground and the huge purple-star iron in the middle of the cave. This trip was quite rewarding.

Behind the Zixing Iron, Lin Qingshan also found several swords.

One of them flashed with inspiration, which turned out to be a low-grade spiritual weapon.

"This should be the weapon of the casual cultivator who came to the Great Wilderness to hunt. After Baoshanxiong killed these casual cultivators, they collected their weapons as spoils." Lin Qingshan analyzed.

"The Great Wilderness is a treasure land, and a bad land." Lin Qingxue sighed and said, "There are still many purple star irons here, so some people have to be sent to mine them."

"Yes, there are also these second-level spiritual veins, so you can't waste it! You have to let the tribe members come over to plant spiritual tea." Lin Qingshan said deeply.

He even wanted to build a fortress here directly, send people to stay here, and manage the spiritual veins.

Not only that, more and more casual cultivators are hunting in Wolong Town, and there will definitely be powerful casual cultivators going deep into the Great Wilderness in the future.

There must be great potential to build a safe area for humans here.

Lin Qingshan thought, and the two walked out of the cave.
To be continued...