Flying out, waving his hand to use various original means, just by just passing actual combat to test your degree of fit.

In the evening, a small town appeared on the edge of the sky and gradually came into view.

It is the site of Jubao Pavilion in this holy realm.

"This treasure pavilion is really amazing. In this holy land full of monsters, a city can be built. However, it will only be opened once every thousand years. Can it make a profit?" A monk on the flying boat was surprised.

road.

"Brother, you don't know anything."

An old man smiled and said, "I saw the light curtain outside the small town. This place itself is a safe area in the holy territory."

There were many monks who didn't know much about this and looked at it curiously.

"Brother, tell me, what's going on?"

"Isn't this holy realm an ancient battlefield? Why is there a safe place?"

"Haha, who said there is no safe place in the ancient battlefield?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the old man felt quite proud and twisted his beard and said, "I have read an ancient book that introduced the situation of the ancient battlefield. Although this ancient battlefield is full of battles, the monks must also rest.

If you get spoils or your treasure is damaged, you have to make a transaction. At this time, the safe area will be brewing."

"With the blessing of formations here, no one can use force when entering it, which can also be regarded as giving the monk a side to let go of his vigilance and adjust his own Pure Land."

"Later, although this ancient battlefield was abandoned, the formation was not destroyed. The Jubao Pavilion discovered this place and restarted the formation, which became what it is today."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"No wonder, I'm still wondering if there is no fighting here. Does Jubao Pavilion have such strength? It turns out that the ancient formation is working."

Qin Cheng was also moved slightly when he heard this. This Jubao Pavilion is also powerful. Where there are monks, there will be their business.

And this ancient formation is also very good. If you have the chance, you can also comprehend it yourself.

If you can arrange it yourself, it will be of use to encounter strong enemies in the future.

Everyone was talking about the Jubao Pavilion and the powerful cemetery. The flying boat quickly headed towards the light curtain.

Just as the purple light flying boat approached the light curtain, a figure flew out from the distant mountains.

This is a big man holding a knife, looking big and thick, with his eyes like copper bells.

His aura was a little disordered and his body was in a mess. Behind him, angry monsters flew up, and soon they were connected together and chased them reluctantly.

"It's the Xuan Lei Diao. This kind of monster is full of lightning and lightning, and it is moving in groups. It's very powerful." The scribe recognized the monster and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I'm afraid this fellow Taoist can't escape."

"No, those monsters don't look very powerful."

Some monks were surprised.

The great man's cultivation aura was at the fifth level of the divine realm, and although there were many Xuan Lei carvings, none of them exceeded the fourth level.

"Haha, Xuan Lei Diao is strange, you can tell if you look at it." The scribe said with a smile, without making any excuses.

Boom!

As if it confirms the words of the literati, those Xuan Lei Eagles, who were unable to catch up with the man, suddenly opened their mouths and spit out dazzling lightning balls.

These thunder balls are not big, but they are extremely fast. After flying out, they head straight to the back of the man.

"Stinky bird, I just robbed a spiritual herb. This thing is born and raised by nature, and it is not yours. Can't I take it? It's really troublesome to chase me for hundreds of kilometers."

The man was angry and waved his hand and slashed with a knife.

Several huge sword lights flew out, like a meteor slashing the moon, falling on the thunder balls with a bang.


Chapter completed!