At this time, Huang Yang finally woke up from the sudden loss of his important treasure. After a moment of hesitation, the two flying swords turned into rainbows and joined the battle group.
Suddenly, in front of the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard, three mysterious lights, a red light, and a ball of seven-color light intertwined together.
The colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard was not afraid at all! It croaked a few times and then spewed out several mouthfuls of colorful mist. As soon as the magic weapons and magic weapons of several people came into contact with the mist, they immediately dimmed.
"How can the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard be so powerful? Could it be a mutated monster?" Qiao Gexin said in shock when he saw this scene.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a streak of blood suddenly flew from one side, passed through the colorful mist in a flash, and hit the fleshy crown of the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard.
A bloody hole as thick as a thumb suddenly appeared there. The colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard screamed strangely and rolled on the bluestone ground in pain. Then it bent and shot into the jade pond in a flash.
But at this moment, a flying sword flew from the sky, and with lightning speed, the head of the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard was nailed to the bluestone ground, causing its body and tail to swing wildly, but it could no longer move.
Every cent.
This was what Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly made from the side.
Qiao Gexin and others were relieved when they saw that the demon snake was restrained by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Everyone used magic weapons and worked together to slowly force the seven-color demonic bead down. After a brief discussion, Yu Qiuge put the bead into a storage bag.
Then a few people surrounded the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard.
"It's true that this is the Colorful Demon Crown Lizard, but the Demon Crown seems to have been specially refined by someone to look like a fairy-colored hibiscus. It can never be born from the Colorful Demon Crown Poisonous Lizard." Huang Yang took a look at the small sword that was still there.
He looked down at the seven-colored demon-crested poisonous lizard struggling desperately, and said with a puzzled expression.
"Obviously, this Fairy Lotus is just a trap. It may be specially used to deal with the gray-clothed corpse. We just got fooled again." Qiao Gexin agreed with a wry smile.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood aside silently, looking at the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard, and then at the damaged right hand of the gray-clothed corpse.
Involuntarily, it occurred to my mind that when someone went to pick this fairy hibiscus with great excitement, a strangely poisonous seven-colored demon-crested poisonous lizard suddenly flew out of the pool, bit his finger, and was attacked while retreating.
The picture of the dart hitting the head.
Thinking of this scene, Yu Wenzhouyuan couldn't help but feel chills in his heart!
With a "Puch" sound, the head and body of the colorful demon-crested lizard split into two under a cold light.
Fairy Yu Qiuge, with gloomy eyes, was standing aside with a dagger in her hand. Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned slightly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan knew in his heart that this woman hated the colorful demon-crested poisonous lizard so much because her appearance was ruined. Because even if the colorful demon-crested lizard was not the culprit of ruining her appearance, it was definitely one of the culprits, and her appearance was very harmful to her.
For a woman, it is probably as important as life.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and the teleporting sword flew back into his body without any trace of stain.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes fell on the darts on the body in gray clothes again.
"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, should we go to other places to take a look, maybe we can find something else?" Huang Yang couldn't help but ask when he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan was still continuing to study the corpse in gray clothes. It seems that
He was very unwilling to return empty-handed this time!
"You can go as long as you fellow Taoists, I can just stay in the hall." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly as usual.
After hearing this, Huang Yang was a little surprised, but after looking at the corpse in gray clothes and the red dart, he showed hesitation, and in the end he did not move.
When Qiao Gexin and Fairy Yu Qiuge saw this, they remained silent and did not leave the place.
After all, after the previous encounter, who knows if there are other dangers in the cave? Naturally, it is safer if everyone stays together.
Moreover, they have also seen that this red dart does not seem to be an ordinary thing, otherwise Yuwen Zhouyuan, who is already somewhat mysterious in their hearts, would not keep looking at it over and over like this.
"Brother Yuwen, do you think this is not an ancient monk site at all, but a scam specially set up by someone?" Qiao Gexin suddenly asked in a deep voice from the side.
"No, this should be the cave of the ancient monks. Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence that the two Taoist friends picked up the jade gourd and found it here. It's just that someone else had already arrived here first and borrowed it.
Just here to set up a trap." Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said.
"Senior Yuwen, according to this, there won't be any treasures here?" Fairy Yu Qiuge said in a cold and authentic voice.
Yuwen Zhouyuan showed a regretful expression. Although he didn't say anything, it was regarded as acquiescence.
Immediately, Qiao Gexin and Huang Yang looked at each other, and their expressions changed slightly.
Especially Huang Yang, instead of getting any benefits this time, one of the two people he invited had his face ruined and the other died. No matter how you look at it, this is a failed treasure hunt!
Just when everyone was silent, a faint groan came from the direction of the pool.
When the monks heard this, they all looked around in shock.
I saw the gray-clothed corpse of the monk named Shan who should have been dead for a long time in the pool. He slowly climbed up from the pool with his hands and feet, and from time to time he let out inarticulate moans from his mouth with all his bones exposed.
At this moment, everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at each other.
Since everyone is a cultivator of immortality, they won't be surprised if evil things like ghosts really appear. Instead, most of them will kill the demons immediately.
But what is in front of me is the body of the companion who entered the cave not long ago. Is there any secret technique that can keep the spirit alive with the body so damaged?
Because they couldn't figure out whether the other party was a human or a ghost, Huang Yang and others hesitated.
Seeing the gray-clothed corpse of the monk named Shan slowly crawling out of the pool, he walked straight towards them.
"Stop, no matter you are a human or a ghost, don't come here again. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Huang Yang seemed to see something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves
, the pair of flying swords flew out of the body, circling and undulating around his body, protecting his entire body tightly.
Qiao Gexin and Yu Qiuge also became wary. They also released flying swords to protect themselves, and then stared at the opposite side.
As soon as Huang Yang finished speaking, the physical body of the monk surnamed Shan stopped and stood motionless.
Huang Yang and others couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, but Yu Wen Zhouyuan, who was watching coldly, felt that he was not ready for a second, and couldn't help but take a defensive talisman on his body.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the monk surnamed Shan suddenly kicked his body, and his body with exposed bones rushed towards everyone. The evil aura emanating from his body made everyone tremble in excitement!
The expressions of Huang Yang and Qiao Gexin changed greatly. Without thinking, the magic weapons came out. Two white lights and a mysterious light hit the body of the monk named Shan at the same time. The monk named Shan burst into pieces. Unexpectedly, the body of the monk was vulnerable to a single blow.
pole!
Huang Yang's heart suddenly felt light, a breeze blew by, and then he felt a chill on his back. A white bone hand stretched out from his abdomen and squeezed a golden inner elixir the size of a pigeon egg with five fingers.
Looking at the familiar bloody hand inserted into his abdomen, Huang Yang's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
With a "pop" sound, the golden elixir was crushed into pieces, and then the bone hand suddenly disappeared.
Huang Yang groaned, and as the bone hand was pulled away, the man fell limply to the ground. Blood flowed from the blood holes, and the smell of blood filled the hall for a moment.
Although Huang Yang is not dead yet, he is still on his deathbed.
Qiao Gexin and Yu Qiuge's exclamations, crackles, and whistling of the magic weapon reached his ears one after another, and all the experiences in his life poured out in Huang Yang's mind like a horse watching a lantern...
Huang Yang was very unwilling to give in! He had three flying sword magic weapons. He usually only used two to kill the enemy, and the third flying sword never left his body.
Because the third flying sword was made using a certain secret method, although its power to hurt people is average, its psychic protection is far superior to ordinary magic weapons.
What's more, Huang Yang did not hesitate to spend a lot of effort to cultivate this treasure, and he was refined to the point of psychic not long ago.
When facing a sneak attack from others, even if Huang Yang does not take the initiative to give orders, this treasure should be able to sense other people's murderous intentions and automatically protect the body!
"Unless I attack him secretly..." Huang Yang finally thought of something, and reluctantly used his last strength to twist his head slightly, and finally saw everything behind him from the corner of his eyes.
A gray shadow was chasing Qiao Gexin, while Qiao Gexin was wrapped in a ball of silver light and kept avoiding it. He also released his magic weapon to keep bombarding the opponent, as if he was afraid of the gray shadow.
Extremely.
On the other side, Yuwen Zhouyuan and others were trapped by a large area of green energy. It was just that there was an antique yellow scroll in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand, and countless fist-sized fire butterflies were flying out of the scroll, forming a circle.
He created a huge ring of fire and kept attacking the green energy to prevent them from getting close.
Yu Qiuge stood closely behind Yuwen Zhouyuan, holding a jade-colored Bagua in his hand. The jade Bagua was so radiant that the green energy that occasionally leaked did not dare to get close to his body, but there was a look of panic in his beautiful eyes.
Huang Yang ignored the green energy and took a hard look at the gray shadow chasing Qiao Gexin.
As expected, it was the gray-clothed corpse that had been dead for who knows how many years. However, gray mist was emitting from its entire body, and its body was jumping around very flexibly. It still looked like a dead thing at all.
Huang Yang smiled miserably! One of his real-life monks was actually plotted against by a dead body. This was really ridiculous.
Along with this self-deprecating thought, Huang Yang's mind darkened and he fell into an endless sleep, but the self-deprecating look still remained at the corner of his mouth.
Just as Huang Yang died, Yuwen Zhouyuan looked gloomy and kept looking around.
Just now, when Huang Yang was attacked by a corpse in gray clothes, a large green field of cold ghost mist suddenly shot out from the nearby wall, trapping several people in it.
But fortunately, Yu Wen Zhouyuan had already been prepared and opened the scroll he had just received without hesitation. As a result, many butterflies flying out from the painting were covered with fire.
This kind of butterfly, whose whole body is wrapped in blazing fire, is called "Fire-obsessed Butterfly". It is a flying insect with the attribute of fire. They were born in the essence of fire and love to eat all kinds of ghosts and ghosts. They are famous as the bane of evil spirits.