At this moment, a thick golden light suddenly appeared and shot towards Zhuo Haoran.
"Unbridled." Zhuo Haoran roared angrily, and the Snowflake Divine Sword beside him suddenly fell into his hand, and a thick snow-white sword energy suddenly slashed out.
At the same time, Zhuo Haoran's figure turned into a white light and shot toward the True Spirit Pond.
"Whew!" The golden light paused slightly, and then there was a muffled groan. When Zhuo Haoran came to the True Spirit Pond, he discovered that only one of the three spiritual fruits on the Ten Thousand Years Crow Immortal was left.
He grabbed it casually and held it in his hand. Then he looked at the drop of blood left on the bottom of the pool and fell silent.
Yituo Lingxiu and Zhong Shuangtong came to Zhuo Haoran and looked at the True Spirit Pond, which was completely gone, with expressions of surprise on their faces.
"Who took the True Spirit Divine Water from the True Spirit Pond?" Yituo Lingxiu and his two men were previously concentrating on presiding over the "Haoran Killing Formation" and did not see the disappearance of the True Spirit Divine Water.
They thought that all the treasures had been put away by Zhuo Haoran, and they couldn't help but look at him with a somewhat evil look.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, you actually took all the water from such a large pool of true spirit water and didn't leave even a drop for us. Isn't this too much?" The three ancestors of Jinhe discovered the true spirit pool.
After the unexpected incident, they also stopped fighting and came to Zhuo Haoran. The faces of the three of them were extremely ugly.
Especially the Black Dragon King, whose eyes were filled with cold light. The lotus root of the Mingyan Black Lotus was also very useful to him. It was the key to his advancement into the Great Demon. He didn't expect that it would be taken away by others in the end. He felt depressed in his heart.
One can imagine.
"Zhuo didn't get the lotus root from the Ming Yan Black Lotus, and even the full pool of True Spirit Divine Water was not taken by Zhuo." Zhuo Haoran glanced at a few people and said lightly.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuo's words are a bit perfunctory. Just now, Fellow Daoist Zhuo used a large formation to trap the two monks. After a great battle, although they broke the formation of Fellow Daoist Zhuo, the two monks
It is also a matter of death and escape. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fellow Daoist Zhuo is the biggest winner." Ancestor Jinhe sneered and said.
Hearing this, Zhuo Haoran snorted coldly, "Zhuo always tells the truth, and I don't bother to lie to you and others. This is what Zhuo said. If you don't believe it, feel free to write it off."
Hearing this, Old Monster Jinhe and others looked stern and did not answer. Only the murderous intent loomed on the face of the Black Dragon King, and the evil aura around him also disappeared and appeared.
"In this case, Fellow Daoist Zhuo is extremely powerful and we consider ourselves no match. Ling and Fairy Zhong will not go with Fellow Daoist Zhuo. We will have to rely on our own abilities to fight for the treasures later on."
Ling Xiu bowed his hands towards Zhuo Haoran, then turned around and flew towards the deep entrance of the hall.
After Zhong Shuangtong glanced at Zhuo Haoran, he flew away silently.
The remaining old monsters Jinhe and Yinkui looked at each other in confusion. They felt a little aggrieved. They fought with the idiot Black Dragon King for a long time, but in the end they didn't even get a drop of the true spirit water.
After thinking about Zhuo Haoran's combat prowess, he was not even a match for the two late-stage Prajna monks from the Ancient Buddha Celestial Sect in the West. Even if he teamed up with the old demon Yinkui, it would not be enough.
As for joining forces with the Black Dragon King? The old monster from Jinhe just thought about it and put the idea out of his mind.
As soon as he thought about it, he winked at the old demon Yinkui, and then the two of them turned around and left in silence.
After everyone left, Zhuo Haoran looked at the Black Flood Dragon King coldly: "Does the Black Flood Dragon King still want to fight with Zhuo?"
Seeing that no one wanted to conflict with Zhuo Haoran, although the Black Dragon King was straight-minded, he was not a fool. The person in front of him had more combat power than him, so he took action rashly, but he had no confidence at all. Moreover, the treasure had been taken away, no matter what.
Whether Zhuo Haoran swallowed the treasure alone, the probability that he could take it from him was extremely slim.
Thinking of this, the Black Dragon King snorted coldly, and then his whole body was wrapped in the black demonic energy, and he walked towards the depths of the hall, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
After everyone left, Zhuo Haoran's face turned gloomy.
In fact, among these people, he was the one who felt the most aggrieved. In his formation, and right under his nose, the treasure was taken away by a golden elixir monk. He even said it himself.
Not to mention that no one would believe it, even if someone did believe it, he would be disgraced.
"Good boy, don't let me catch you in second place."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Haoran turned into a white light and headed towards the depths of the hall.
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"Bang~~Pfft." Xiao Lin hit a stone wall hard. He suddenly felt dizzy, his internal organs rolled, and he fell to the ground. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Xiao Lin endured the severe pain in his body, looked around, and found that his surroundings were pitch black, with only a faint glimmer of light visible in the distance.
However, Xiao Lin felt relieved as soon as he confirmed that no one was around.
He sat cross-legged, took out a spiritual elixir from the Star Ring, drank it, and then used his mental skills to regulate his breathing.
I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Lin slowly opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and his pale face returned to a trace of rosy color.
"Where is here?" After waking up, the first thing Xiao Lin thought of was his current situation.
The moment Zhuo Haoran sent Haoran's sword energy towards him, he vaguely remembered that he only had time to grab a fruit of the Ten Thousand Years Black Immortal before activating the small movement order in his body.
The Little Teleportation Order can teleport oneself millions of miles away in an instant, but within this Liuli Immortal Mansion, Xiao Lin doesn't know if the Little Teleportation Order can do it.
Otherwise, based on this distance calculation, he might have already left Liuli Immortal Mansion at this moment.
Xiao Lin stood up and felt some pain in his internal organs, but he didn't pay attention to it. After being nursed back to health, his injuries were not serious. Even Xiao Lin felt a little baffled by his injuries.
When he left, although a trace of sword energy invaded his body, he should not be seriously injured. You must know that Xiao Lin, who has practiced the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique, is already very strong physically, and ordinary magic weapons cannot harm him.
Xiao Lin tried hard to recall the scene of the teleportation just now, and vaguely remembered that he seemed to have rushed into a glazed space with colorful lights everywhere. Although this process only lasted a moment.
But the feeling given to Xiao Lin penetrated an unknown distance.
Xiao Lin raised his eyes and looked at the vague light ahead, frowning and cautiously heading forward.
Soon Xiao Lin came to a small hall. The entire hall was only a few dozen feet in diameter. In the center of the hall was a futon, with stone pillars standing on both sides of the futon.
One of the stone pillars was empty, while the other stone pillar had a jade plaque hanging on it, emitting a faint cyan aura.
The light that Xiao Lin saw before came from this jade tablet.
Xiao Lin couldn't help but feel a little curious. From the futon, it could be seen that this should be a place of cultivation for a certain cultivator, but the jade tablet did not look like a magic weapon.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but curiously walked through the corridor and walked into the main hall.
At this time, Xiao Lin discovered that there were two bookshelves placed around the main hall. One bookshelf contained hundreds of books, while the other bookshelf contained only a dozen snow-white jade books.
simple.
Seeing this, Xiao Lin couldn't help showing an expression of surprise on his face.
He hurried to the bookshelf, picked up a jade slip, put it in his palm, and browsed it carefully.
"Three-turn soul-condensing pill?" After a moment, Xiao Lin took his mind back from the jade slip, with an expression of joy on his face.
"It turned out to be a recipe for a fourth-level spiritual elixir?" Xiao Lin never expected that all those placed casually in this unknown hall would be a recipe for a fourth-level spiritual elixir.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin planned to put away all the jade slips and books in front of him and study them slowly after returning to the cave in the future.
"I didn't expect that this seat has been silent here for thousands of years. Until today, no one can enter this place through the ninth layer of glazed illusion." At this time, a female voice suddenly sounded.
Caught off guard, Xiao Lin was really startled. He turned around suddenly and stared at the jade plaque hanging above the stone pillar, full of vigilance.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm."
As if seeing Xiao Lin's nervous expression, the female voice sounded again.
"Who is the senior? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here? Please show up to meet me."
"My name is Mo Li, and all the colleagues I know call me Fairy Mo Li."
"So it's Senior Mo Li...Mo Li...Ah, the senior is Senior Mo Li, one of the two immortals of the East China Sea?" When Xiao Lin heard the name Mo Li, he didn't react at first, but after
When he realized that the owner of this name was one of the two immortals of the East China Sea, Xiao Lin couldn't help but change his face and exclaimed.
"Since you are able to enter the Liuli Immortal Mansion, you probably know something about my couple. Yes, I am one of the two immortals of the East China Sea in your mouth."
"Senior, hasn't he already fallen?" Xiao Lin said with his heart full of vigilance and his expression very solemn.
"My true body has indeed fallen. What I am talking to you now is actually the remnant soul of Fairy Mo Li."
"Remnant soul?" Xiao Lin heard this and became even more vigilant. When Fairy Yeyue came back from the dead, it made him very wary of these legendary characters.
God knows whether the remnant soul of Fairy Mo Li will be resurrected again in some way. For a person of this level, it seems that it is not an easy task to make him truly fall.
"Senior suddenly appeared in front of junior, what's the purpose?"
When Fairy Mo Li's remnant soul heard this, she fell silent. After a moment, she spoke: "Back then, Fairy Mo Li sealed a ray of her remnant soul in this jade token carved from ten thousand years of cold jade.
It seems to indicate that I will never return, and the value of my existence has been something I have thought about countless times for thousands of years."
"After thinking about it for thousands of years, I finally figured it out."
