Chapter 1558: Demon is now 3

In front of the giant gate of the Shady Garden, the powerful people at the front had already left.
Only in the front, there are four to five thousand people wearing black robes, all covered.
All of them are forces below the first-class forces.
Don't underestimate this group of people, the entire vast area is vast, with three superpowers and eight first-class powers.
These eleven forces occupy only one-fifth of the vast area.
In the other four-fifths of the area, there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers, especially near the ruins of the kingdom of God, but there are many mysterious organizations.
Many organizations exist to occupy the entire ruins of the kingdom of God.
Some hidden organizations may not be weaker than some first-class forces.
Of course, there will be a big gap with the three superpowers.
Ling Jian'er hovered at the entrance alone, very eye-catching. She swept the front with some vigilance, and flew directly towards the outside without making a sound.
Hiding in the air, Wang Xian also curiously scanned the positions of the first-class superpowers that had left.
"Heishui Shenhu? God tree? It seems that all these big forces have gone there? Maybe only in the last few days, strong people will come to protect the disciples!"
Wang Xian secretly said in his heart.
The Shady Garden has been in operation for a month, and it has only been half a month since the first-rate and super-power people will basically stay in the Shady Garden for about a month.
If it hadn't been for Ling Jian'er to suddenly obtain three Jianxin grasses of the eighth order of the hole, she would not come out early.
"Buzzing!"
Just when Ling Jianer was about to leave here quickly, thirty or forty people appeared again at the gate of the Shady Garden.
They scanned the surroundings and immediately locked Ling Jian'er in the void.
"Master, grab the woman from the Bingxin Dynasty!"
A middle-aged man in a black robe immediately pointed at Ling Jian'er and shouted loudly.
"Ok?"
At the front position, everyone was attracted.
More than a dozen of them flew over here, with a trace of doubt on their faces: "What's the situation? Say!"
When Ling Jian'er heard the sound coming from behind, his face changed drastically, and he immediately used all the speed to flee forward.
Wang Xian frowned slightly, with a bad feeling.
"Master, can't let her run, she has treasures in her hands!"
The middle-aged man said anxiously, but he did not dare to say that the other party had three eighth-level spirit grasses in his hands.
Once it is said, a crowd of strong people in front of the terror will swarm.
"Elder, stop her, she got a few top spirit plants in the shady garden!"
The other team also quickly shouted at their elders.
"Top spirit grass?"
Everyone around was slightly startled, and immediately looked at Ling Jian'er's figure.
"People of the Bingxin Dynasty, Jie Jie, their strong is not there, I won't be polite!"
A gloomy voice suddenly came, followed closely, and a figure went out and directly chased Ling Jian'er.
"Go, the Bingxin Dynasty is strong and domineering, since their disciples have spirit grass, then we laugh at it, haha!"
In less than a second, three more figures flew past.
"Tsk tsk, what a pretty girl!"
"Boom boom boom!"
There were more than a dozen figures, directly chasing Ling Jian'er.
One by one, several of them exude a terrifying magical energy.
The seventh-level hole virtual, the terrifying powerhouse of the seventh-level hole virtual.
"Damn it, that's our thing!"
The elders of the two teams showed a cold face, and sullenly chased them directly.
The top spirit grass, the top spirit grass of Shady Garden is the eighth order of Dongxu!
The few spirit grasses of the eighth order of the hole, even if they are the powerhouses of the seventh order of the hole, are extremely moved.
Spirit grass of this level has a great effect on them.
Especially for those powerhouses who have a short lifespan and are struggling to find a breakthrough, the seventh-order pill of hole emptiness is an even higher treasure for them.
In an instant, more than seventy figures chased Ling Jian'er, among them more than twenty figures, with a majestic energy radiating from their bodies.
Terrible!
Ling Jianer's speed was very fast, and he fled about a minute in advance.
But no matter what, those who are chasing her are the existence of a group of strong people on the vast continent.
When Wang Xian saw this scene, he secretly said badly, his face darkened slightly.
If he had known this, he would kill all the guys who were chasing Ling Jian'er!
"If you want to escape, come over to me!"
At this moment, in the frontmost position, an old man waved his arm, and a magic whip wound directly towards Ling Jian'er.
"This is the prey that our disciples found, everyone, it's crossed the line!"
An old man waved his arm, and a golden long sword slashed directly towards the magic whip.
"What is your prey? Whoever catches it, it belongs to whom!"
The old man wielding the magic whip saw his attack cut off, and said with a murderous look on his face.
"Top spirit grass, I only need one!"
Several figures from behind rushed over and grabbed Ling Jian'er.
"Bumpy!"
However, the attack of several people was immediately stopped.
"The little girl in front, stop me immediately!"
With a shout, Ling Jian'er's face changed drastically, and she stopped quickly.
"Seniors, I am willing to give you all the Jianxincao I got!"
Ling Jian'er's face felt the terror attacks behind her, with fear in her eyes, she quickly took out Jianxincao and said loudly.
"Jianxin grass, the eighth-order Jianxin grass, and there are still three!"
When the people in black robes saw the three Jianxin grasses in Ling Jian'er's hands, their eyes showed a blazing glow.
The spirit grass of the eighth order of the hole is a treasure.
Ling Jian'er scanned the surrounding black-robed people with horror: "Seniors, please look at the face of the Bingxin Dynasty and let me go!"
She had to bring Bingxin Dynasty forward, hoping that the other party would be more scrupulous.
"If you don't say that you belong to the Bingxin Dynasty, I might still let you go. Now, I will crush you!"
However, as soon as Ling Jian'er's voice fell, an old voice came directly, a terrifying murderous aura, directly rushing towards her.
This made her face pale in an instant, and she looked at the old man on the left front with only a pair of cold eyes.
"He has an enmity with Bingxin Dynasty!"
Ling Jianer's body trembled slightly, watching a crowd of terrifying powerhouses surround him, like lambs to be slaughtered.
"The three eighth-level spirit grasses are not easy to distinguish, treasures, those who have the strength will know that whoever grabs it will get it!"
The old man swept his gaze at the crowd around him, and said sternly, a pair of withered arms came out of the black robe as soon as the voice fell.
The dry arm was like a devil's claw. Once it came to Ling Jian'er, only the terrifying demon energy contained in it could shred it.
He didn't care about Ling Jian'er's life at all.
Looking at this attack, Ling Jian'er closed her eyes in despair, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind...
Will that person save himself?