Eight monks wearing uniform dark green robes and masks overcame Zhao Wujiang and Li Chunjun.

The offensives of Zhao Wujiang and Li Chunjun were somewhat difficult to cause damage to the eight mysterious monks, and they were able to avoid too many attacks due to their strange quicksand bodies.

Even if it hits, the mysterious monk's body will turn into countless gravel, directly sharing the power contained in the attack, weakening the power infinitely.

"Who are you?"

Li Chunjun's aura gradually became disordered. His sword energy was ineffective and his strength was wasted. At the same time, he had to consume more energy to resist the opponent's offensive. As a result, the spiritual energy and sword energy in his body became less and less, and he could not regulate his breath.

Replenish.

The mysterious monks did not answer, and their offensive continued, but they did not show any murderous intent, nor did they attack vital points. It seemed that their purpose was to consume the power of Li Chunjun and Zhao Wuxu.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep, and a suction force gradually appeared in his attack. When his attack hit a mysterious monk, the mysterious monk was about to transform into a body of quicksand to weaken his attack, and the suddenly scattered quicksand was forcibly gathered together.

"boom!"

The mysterious monk was forced to withstand the full force of Zhao Wujiang's attack. He staggered back a few steps, covering his heart in shock.

The other four monks who besieged Zhao Wujiang were also puzzled. How could anyone, Your Majesty, be able to hurt them without resorting to the power of divine weapons?

The magical power they have cultivated can make them invincible.

You must know that the young master who cultivated this magical power back then could still face Lu Xiaojin from the Lu family without any harm and neutralize all Lu Xiaojin's attacks.

Now Zhao Wuyang, whose cultivation level is not as good as Lu Xiaojin's, can actually injure them?

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were cold. If he hadn't been completely sure of killing these people, he wouldn't have simply used the star-absorbing technique just now.

When he saw these people's weird magical powers, he thought of using the star-absorbing method to crack them, and it really worked.

He had learned the Star Absorbing Technique from Xuanyuan Yuheng, who died in the Great Xia Dynasty, and originally thought it would not be of much use in this vast world.

But in the Demon Locking Tower of the Divine Demon Sect, he learned that the Star Absorbing Technique was the cornerstone of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, which meant that the Star Absorbing Technique was more powerful than he imagined.

But precisely because of its power and special nature, Zhao Wujiang knew very well that Huai Bi was guilty and would often use it cautiously.

Now he used a little bit of the star-absorbing technique to repel several mysterious people who were like dog-skin plasters. He was not happy. He was worried that these people came for his star-absorbing technique.

Zhao Wujiang, Li Chunjun, the eight green-robed monks, and even all the monks in the whole building and the cave, did not notice that in the dim sky just now, there were two eyes as big as red lanterns looking down at everyone.

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Wang Junlang was lying on the yellow sand wet with blood, his breathing gradually calming down. Just as he was about to try to sit up, he suddenly turned his head and looked to the right.

On the right side, a smiling head slowly grew out of the yellow sand. It was Zhuge Xiaobai who he didn't like.

Zhuge Xiaobai only exposed his head in the yellow sand and smiled:

"You're not dead?"

Wang Junlang's heart sank because he felt the murderous intention under Zhuge Xiaobai's smiling face.

"But Zhao Wuyang is right about one thing. He is not a hypocrite like Yue Bufan." Zhuge Xiaobai moved his head on the gravel:

"I thought about it, neither am I. You are barely innocent after all..."

"Wow."

Zhuge Xiaobai jumped out from the gravel, patted the yellow sand on his clothes, spread out his hand towards Wang Junlang, revealed the two gilt dice in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Let's do this. If I shake the leopard, I will save your life. If the shake is big, I will kill you. If the shake is small, I will kill you. How about that?"

Wang Junlang stared at Zhuge Xiaobai coldly and said nothing.

"Pah." The dice fell on the yellow sand, two four points, leopard.

Wang Junlang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After all, he didn't want to die.

Zhuge Xiaobai's face darkened, then he picked up the dice and smiled:
Chapter completed!