The golden-robed monk suddenly laughed contemptuously.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan killed the black-faced monk and grabbed the jade slip that fell out of the small box, he unexpectedly heard a familiar muffled sound coming from dozens of feet away. He immediately turned around and saw Meng Meng.
The old man was struck through the heart by a golden flying sword.
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if there was a heavy stone in his chest.
He and Old Man Meng were partners in life and death together in this cave exploration. A kind of anger that made him involuntarily clenched the silver lightsaber in his hand and stared coldly at the golden man.
Then he immediately calmly turned away his eyes with an expressionless face and prepared to leave the cave.
With Yuwen Zhouyuan's current strength, of course he is not afraid of this Jin Yizi, but that would put him in danger in this dangerous mine.
The golden-robed monk was stared at hard by Yu Wen Zhouyuan, and he couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed. Anyway, he had already killed one Yun Zibiao monk, so he didn't mind killing the remaining one as well.
The golden-robed monk sneered. He decisively raised the golden sword and quickly instilled his true power. Since entering the cave, countless monks from various sects have died under this golden sword.
Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately noticed the cold and stern eyes of the golden-robed monk, and this wave of flying sword attacks must be aimed at him.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's movements were not slow at all. He raised the two fingers of his right hand and released the silver sword, blocking it one foot in front of him.
The silver sword hung vertically in the air. With the surge of true power, it quickly grew to the size of one foot, emitting a dazzling silver light.
"Magical weapon flying sword?!" Upon seeing this, the golden-robed monk was stunned and said to himself.
He did not expect that there was a third monk in the zombie cave who had a magic weapon.
In the zombie lair cave, two magic weapons reflected each other in mid-air.
The golden light of a flying sword is bright and its aura is irresistible.
The other flying sword shone silver and exuded a cold aura.
The two magic weapons and flying swords were spinning in the mid-air of the cave, not to be outdone, they emitted a dazzling light, trying to knock out each other's light.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart sank, and he poured all his true power into it. Looking at the posture of the golden-robed monk, if he didn't activate it, it would be a fight to the death.
Yuwen Zhouyuan gritted his teeth, and the light of the silver sword continued to surge, and its momentum was like a rainbow, forcing several monks around him to retreat in shock and not dare to approach.
The monks who were struggling to kill in the zombie lair cave were shocked by the pressure brought by the two dazzling swords. They turned around and saw a golden-robed monk and a blue-robed monk named Yun Zibiao suddenly confronting each other.
Their expressions couldn't help but become weird. There were not only two core disciples with magic weapons in this cave, but three. Xiu with a cloud sign had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
It is more than enough for three monks to kill ordinary disciples like them at the same time.
The yellow-robed monk looked at his shield-shaped magic weapon and thought about which of the three magic weapons was more powerful!
The golden-robed monk was stunned when he saw the yellow-robed monk standing not far away. He suddenly raised his voice and said to the yellow-robed monk: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you and I will work together to eradicate this kid. All the belongings on his body belong to Friend Wang. I will never do it."
What do you think about fighting?!"
The yellow-robed monk played with the shield weapon in his hand and did not immediately agree. He glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a gloomy gaze. He was considering whether to join forces with the golden-robed monk.
Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly looked at the yellow-robed monk, and noticed a trace of malice in the yellow-robed monk's eyes. His heart suddenly thumped, and he secretly exclaimed that something was not good. Not only was he being targeted by the golden-robed monk, but also the yellow-robed monk.
Maybe take action against him.
With Yuwen Zhouyuan's strength, he would be unbeatable in a fight with the two of them, but he couldn't win. Don't forget that there are more than a dozen monks from other sects around him. These are unpredictable and unsafe factors.
In addition, Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't want to reveal all his trump cards. He just wanted to fish in troubled waters and find a safe place with strong Zhen Qi to quietly advance to the True Yuan stage.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was anxious in his heart, but his eyes became colder and colder. The alliance between the two of them must be broken!
Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered and said to the yellow-robed monk: "Fellow Daoist Wang, among the three of us, this golden-robed monk is the strongest. You and I are both weaker. How about we join forces to kill this fellow Daoist He? This cave
I gave up all the drawings in it and told fellow Taoist Wang not to take any of them."
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly proposed to join forces. The yellow-robed monk was very surprised. He smiled in astonishment and began to ponder more and more. This is fine. He will help whoever offers the higher price.
His gloomy gaze shifted from Yuwen Zhouyuan and looked at the golden-robed monk with ill intentions. In fact, his idea of killing this golden-robed monk was stronger.
The man in gold controlled the flying sword weapon with all his strength, and was ready to take action against Yuwen Zhouyuan. He only needed to wait for the yellow-robed monk's reply. As long as the yellow-robed monk agreed to join forces with him, he would immediately launch the flying sword to take Yuwen Zhouyuan's life.
But at this time, he heard that Yuwen Zhouyuan was wooing the yellow-robed monk, and the yellow-robed monk seemed to be tempted and stared at him with evil intentions.
The golden-robed monk's face suddenly changed drastically, and he secretly said something bad.
The golden-robed monk said sternly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, don't listen to him. This kid is among us. Who knows what he wants to do. You and I will work together to take him down. All the items on his body belong to Friend Wang."
When Yuwen Zhouyuan saw him, he sneered and said: "Why are you Daoyou He anxious? I think Wang Daoyou has made his own decision. Wang Daoyou, you plan to join forces with He Daoyou to kill me, the weakest subordinate, first, and then you can go back and fight with the strongest He Daoyou."
field? Or join forces with me and kill the strongest Fellow Daoist He first, and then all the remaining drawings here belong to you? Between these two paths, I think Fellow Daoist Wang will definitely choose the most advantageous one."
What Yuwen Zhouyuan said to the yellow-robed monk made it clear that he wanted to sow discord between the yellow-robed monk and the golden-robed monk. As long as the alliance between them was disrupted, he would be safe.
The yellow-robed monk looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and the golden-robed monk, vying to win over him. His face was surprisingly calm. Suddenly, he suddenly flew away and blocked the exit of the zombie cave without saying a word.
The golden-robed monk saw that he was surrounded by the yellow-robed monk and Yuwen Zhouyuan from the entrance of the zombie cave and one side of the zombie cave.
The face of the golden-robed monk was almost dripping with gloom. He yelled at the yellow-robed monk in a stern voice: "Okay, Mr. He has admitted defeat today. Mr. Wang, get out of the way and I'll keep the drawings."
, leave here, all the drawings here belong to you. If you still refuse to give up, don’t blame me, we will die together!”
"Humph, it's not that easy to leave. If two of them kill you, do you have a chance to kill them all? He, I have been waiting to take your life for a long time! I can only blame you for your fate." The yellow-robed monk.
With a sneer, the bronze shield in his hand flew into the air.
The bronze shield absorbed the true power and began to emit a dazzling yellow light. Once the true power is accumulated, the attack power will definitely be extremely powerful.
When the golden-robed monk saw that the yellow-robed monk was about to take action, he no longer cared about hiding his secrets. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a five-inch high drum-shaped magic weapon with a simple and steady shape flew out from it and flew in front of him.
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He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of extremely pure essence onto the drum surface. The drum spun around and expanded rapidly, turning into a nearly three-foot-tall bell, bursting out with astonishing infuriating energy.
The drum was flying in the air, its head facing the yellow-robed monk.
"Soul-shaking drum! The soul-shaking drum that shocks the soul!" The yellow-robed monk saw the appearance of the magic weapon, his eyes shrank sharply, and he exclaimed. This drum magic weapon is so powerful that it can launch soul-stirring attacks and protect the body.
Defense can be enlarged to cover the enemy, and it can attack, defend, and trap the enemy at the same time. It is even better than his shield weapon.
The golden-robed monk did not hesitate to waste his own vitality and prepared a spell attack in the shortest possible time. He had to rush out of the cave in the shortest possible time. Otherwise, he would rather use special methods to forcefully deplete his own vitality and risk lowering his cultivation.
Because of the danger, he must use this soul-shaking drum to quickly defeat the yellow-robed monk.
He looked pale, smiled ferociously, and flicked his fingers toward the drum.
"Boom!" The soul-shaking drum made a dull vibration, and the space in the cave rippled faintly. An invisible wave struck at the yellow-robed monk guarding the entrance of the cave.
The yellow-robed monk hurriedly put the bronze shield in front of him to prevent himself from being attacked by the waves.
"Boom——!" Continuous waves bombarded the bronze shield.
The bronze shield shook violently, and the yellow light quickly withered and began to shrink rapidly.
The yellow-robed monk used all his strength to block his ears so as not to be frightened by the sound of the drum. But the sound of the drum was so pervasive that he felt as if his mind had been hit hard by a giant hammer, and he was shaken.
I was so confused that I almost fainted on the spot.
While he was in a state of confusion, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and a heartbreaking pain jolted him awake.
The yellow-robed monk opened his eyes and saw that the golden-robed monk was already fighting with the Yun Zibiao monk.
While he was greatly shocked, he felt a little scared. At the same time, he felt lucky that he and Yu Wen Zhouyuan had joined forces. If he was alone, he would not be able to fight against the golden monk.
When the golden-robed monk launched an attack on the yellow-robed monk, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not hesitate at all. The silver light sword that had been ready to attack immediately turned into a silver light and struck behind the golden-robed monk.
The golden-clothed monk snorted coldly and waved his hand to block the golden flying sword. The silver flying sword and the golden flying sword turned into two rays of silver and golden light, entangled together in mid-air, and burst into a burst of wind and rain.
The sound of impact.
After a round of confrontation, the two flying swords exhausted their real power and died down.
Yuwen Zhouyuan withdrew his silver sword with a move of his hand, and saw many densely packed gaps as big as sesame seeds on the silver sword.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body ached extremely. This was the first magic weapon he obtained. It was slightly damaged before it was warmed in his hands. If it collided with the golden sword dozens of times, it would probably be destroyed.
The three monks released their magical weapons and engaged in a frenzied fight, leaving the remaining monks in the cave dumbfounded and horrified.
Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored the physical pain and once again accumulated his true power, and joined forces with the yellow-robed monk to attack the golden-robed monk.