As more and more people poured in, the green dragon's eyes flashed, staring at the abyss burning with fire below, hesitating for a moment.

He was wondering if he would find another fake pill monk to enter the third level. The fake pill monk is stronger than Wang An, and perhaps more confident.

Besides, Wang An has been in two hours now, which makes Qing Jiaolong extremely irritable.

"Boom!"

Just when the Qing Jiaolong was hesitating and wanted to call another person to enter the third floor, flames surged at the entrance of the third floor, and a figure appeared drippingly on the teleportation array.

"I have seen Senior Qinglong, but fortunately I have not humiliated my fate. I already know how to take Senior out." Wang An bowed to Qinglong Yingying and spoke without saying that he had obtained the inheritance here. This was a light saying that he had found a way to take him out.

"Hey, you have already built the seventh floor of foundation, no..." The Qing Jiaolong looked at Wang An with a hint of joy, and the next moment he looked at him and said suddenly.

"You are hurting the origin, it's very dangerous inside?"

"Thank you for your concern, it's no longer a problem now. Haha, I'll die for a lifetime, this time it's a lucky chance." Wang An said with lingering fear.

"Little guy, I'll help you." After Qing Jiaolong said that, a blue breath flew directly into Wang An's body.

Wang An felt a sudden warm current appearing in his body, and then a pure spiritual energy appeared in the eight extraordinary meridians, and his breath exploded, as if he had taken Shiquan Dapu Pills.

"Thank you Senior Qinglong for your help!" Wang An looked at the other party with gratitude. Under the other party's spiritual energy treatment, the injuries on his body had been healed, but the original wound may have to wait for a while.

"Oh, you are injured in your original source. It is difficult to treat ordinary spiritual medicines. You can do it yourself." Qing Jiaolong looked at Wang An with a complicated face.

"By the way, I have felt many monks with false pills and foundation-building cultivation, and they are all wearing clothes like yours, but your fellow disciples?" Qing Jiaolong suddenly asked Wang An.

"Hmm? Fake pill monk, it seems that other monks in the sect have arrived." Wang An frowned slightly when he heard this, "Senior, I need some spiritual medicine and spiritual veins. Give me another hour, and I will take me out of here."

"Well, okay, okay. It's time to leave." Qing Jiaolong sighed reluctantly.

Then he pointed out several places where the spiritual medicines and spiritual veins were produced, and he also specifically told Wang An that there were actually several fourth-level monsters here, and told Wang An not to go to their territory.

Then the green dragon disappeared directly and would come to Wang An when he said that.

...

So, Wang An took Xiao Jin to start a sweeping journey on the second floor.

There are not many spiritual herbs on the second layer. The ones that are thousands of years old are basically all spiritual herbs with fire attributes, or those that are deliberately left by the green dragon. As for hundreds of years, there are still many.

Wang An did not value the age of medicine. Whether it was spiritual herbs, poisonous weeds, or spiritual flowers, Wang An accepted them all and directly transplanted them into the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower.

Wang An had promised to transplant spiritual flowers by the Baihua Linglong Queen Bee before, so he paid special attention to various strange flowers here.

After walking for half an hour, Wang An had almost finished picking the spiritual medicine. He had basically searched all the places that Qing Jiaolong said.

During this period, I also saw other disciples of this sect, but everyone left directly with a look of vigilance.

As for the spiritual veins, in this half hour, Wang An only obtained three paths, one top-grade and two middle-grade paths.

There are also some that are either entrenched by monsters or are difficult to obtain.

"Hi, everyone, look, you have a fire fruit in you, hurry up and see if there is any chance."

"Wow, it's really the Fire Yuan Fruit."

At this time, Wang An, who was about to rush to the next place to check the spiritual veins, suddenly heard a noisy sound in his spiritual consciousness.

With a thought, Wang An galloped away along the place of the sound.

This is a huge magma lake. The magma in the lake is rolling and the heat waves are swelling. At one end of the lake, there is a tree that is ten feet tall and full of fiery red.

Every branch of this tree is as vigorous and powerful as a dragon, and every branch is bent and circling.

What makes people feel most strange is that there are no leaves on the tree at all, only nine rosy fruits. This fruit looks like a secular pear, but the surface is indeed flashing with spiritual energy.

There have been more than thirty monks gathered here, including ten of them.

Seeing Wang An's arrival, everyone saw that it was just a mid-stage foundation building stage, and seemed to be still injured, and they suddenly lost interest.

These people did not seem to recognize Wang An as the Medicine King of this generation, but in a place where no one noticed it, when the foundation-building monk saw Wang An, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and a fiery red note flew out quietly.

"Hey, this... this is actually the Fire Yuan Fruit, it seems that it is about to mature." Wang An was attracted directly when he saw this mysterious tree.

Fire Yuan trees, growing and fire-attributed spiritual veins, mostly appear at the upper mouth of fire or near the magma lake. This tree is full of fire red, with no leaves in middle age, and branches like dragons.

This tree blooms every hundred years and bears every hundred years. Its fruit is called Fire Yuan Fruit. It is the main material for refining fire-attributed golden elixirs. Even if it is taken alone, it can increase the chance of breaking through the false elixir. No wonder the people here are so crazy.

The cultivators here have the highest cultivation level, namely fake pill monks, and they are all elite disciples of the internal and external sects. Who wouldn’t dream of one day becoming a real person in the Golden Pill?

So at this moment, seeing the soon-to-be-ripening Fire Element Fruit, the monks here gathered around, but the place close to the magma lake was stopped by ten false alchemy monks each occupying a position, and no one could get close to it.

"No, isn't this the lake where Qinglong mentioned the golden-eyed fire crocodile entrenched? It turns out that there is a fire tree here." Wang An looked around carefully, and his face suddenly changed, and then went straight to the outermost layer.

He knew that the golden-eyed fire crocodile must be lurking in the magma. This fire essence fruit is definitely the root of its life. Only by taking the fire essence fruit can it definitely attack the fifth-level monster, which is equivalent to a human golden elixir cultivator.

It is conceivable that when the fire essence tree matures, it will certainly rush out suddenly. With the strength of a level 4 monster, these fake pill monks may not be able to take it down for a while.

Wang An did not say anything to remind these people that there is a golden-eyed fire crocodile hidden here. Since he wants to get the Fire Yuan Fruit, he will naturally pay a certain price.

At this time, a monk in his early forties with a terrifying scar on his face stood up, and his body exuded the breath of false pills.

"Hehe, are you here so timely?" The man looked at the other four fake pill monks with a slight smile, and found a place carelessly.

At this time, he saw Wang An intentionally or unintentionally, and a murderous aura flashed away.

"Well? Who is this person? Why do you have murderous intention to me?" Wang An's spiritual sense was as sensitive as the golden elixir. When the other party looked at him, he immediately discovered it.

Liu San found that Wang An was also looking at him, and was secretly surprised. He was worthy of being the King of Medicine. His reaction power was definitely not the average mid-stage strength of the foundation building.

Wang An thought for a moment and found that he did not have the impression of this person, but he had already begun to pay attention to this person.

...

The lake is magma rolling and its spiritual energy is filled with mist. Fire Yuan Fruit keeps absorbing the fire spiritual energy that is spreading in the air.

Minutes and seconds passed, and under the gaze of everyone, the Fire Yuan Fruit gradually turned deep red, red in full swing, very charming.

Wang An knew that this was a sign that the Fire Yuan Fruit was about to mature. When all the fruits turned into crystal clear red fruits, it was time to pick them.

The fire essence fruit only takes half a quarter of an hour to ripen. If no one picks it within this time, it will fall into the ground and turn into water, and then wait for a hundred years to bloom and bear fruit in a century.

While Wang An was paying attention to the Fire Yuan Fruit, his spiritual consciousness always paid attention to the changes in the magma lake.

Time passed minute by minute, and the fire spirit in the mouth suddenly trembled slightly, and rushed towards the Fire Yuan Tree frantically.

The nine fire essence fruits gradually became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and were red and clear.

"Do it!"

Just as the fruit completely turned into a red and clear field, the fake pill monks around him rushed towards the Fire Yuan Fruit Tree.

At this moment, there were already seventeen or eighteen false pill monks here. They all took action together, and suddenly the spiritual light flashed in the sky, and the precious light soared into the sky, and a mighty aura soared into the sky.

"Boom...wow!"

It was said that it was almost time to go, and countless hot magma that surged into the sky was rumbling from the magma lake, directly blocking the way for these false pill monks.

The next moment, four or five meters long, a crocodile with three or four hundred kilograms suddenly rushed out of the lake.

The crocodile's eyes were golden, as bright as a baby's fist, and the whole body exuded a peak level four aura.

"No, retreat quickly. This is the Golden Eye Fire Crocodile, the peak monster at level 4."

"Hiss, this guy is at least as powerful as an ordinary Jindan monk."

"It is normal for monsters to protect these places with natural treasures. It is also a fire attribute. I guess this beast is going to snatch the Fire Yuan Fruit with us today."

These fake pill monks made a lot of thunder and rained lightly. When they saw these level 4 monsters suddenly appearing in front of them, they immediately retreated one after another, and no one was willing to take the lead.

"Wooah..."

Seeing everyone retreating, the golden-eyed fire crocodile looked at the ripe Fire Yuan Fruit, and his eyes showed a humanized look of greed, and the next moment he flew directly towards the Fire Yuan Fruit.

"Don't think about it!"

It seemed that in this short thought, these false pill monks had communicated with each other, and saw a silver and sparkling net directly towards the golden-eyed fire crocodile.

The fire-breathing scepter, the feather fan lingering in the breeze, and the cold flying sword... For a moment, more than a dozen fake pill monks took action to stop the Golden-Eyed Fire Crocodile.

"Wooah..."
Chapter completed!