Out of boredom, the two killed a monk who came here and made a "bait trap" to see if they could kill a few more monks who passed by.
Half a day passed in a row.
Occasionally, a few monks passed by the Iron Wing Flying Snake Cave, but they didn't even glance at the corpse, and they even ignored the few low-grade spiritual stones exposed in the package.
To lure them over would be to underestimate people.
When the sun was about to set, two more people finally came to the valley and stared at the corpse.
Although a few low-grade spiritual stones are few, grasshopper legs are also meat. For a poor newcomer, it takes a lot of effort to earn a low-grade spiritual stone.
These two people are both third-level monks in the Zhenqi stage, and they are also from the monk camp, because the leaders said that this was the sect of the Tuling Sect thousands of years ago, and later the lair of the Slayer Demon Lord. There may be treasures, and the two of them
He is also a person who wants to seek treasure.
The two of them vigilantly checked the surrounding situation and found nothing unusual. After the two of them discussed it, one of the yellow-robed monks went over to get the spiritual stone.
"call!"
The monk surnamed Wu held up a low-level spiritual sword, broke out of the hole, and with a strong killing intent, slashed at the yellow-robed monk who was greedy for cheap.
The yellow-robed monk was so shocked that he didn't even have time to fight back, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
The companion of the yellow-robed monk was so frightened that he almost ran away.
However, the female cultivator surnamed Ma was already giggling, and surrounded him from behind. With two Zhenyuan stage monks, ambushing and hunting two Zhenqi stage third-level monks, it was almost like
It's like peeling melons and vegetables.
At the moment of crisis, a seed shot out from the shadow of the Iron Wing Flying Snake Cave and hit the monk named Wu behind him.
The monk surnamed Wu felt his heart tremble, secretly screamed something bad, and shouted loudly: "There is an ambush!"
At the same time, the spiritual knife in his hand turned around, abandoned the yellow-robed monk, and struck at the seed. It would be very troublesome if it was tied up by the roots transformed from that seed.
The seed was not destroyed by the true energy emanating from the sword as imagined, but instead grew wildly, with poisonous branches that soon wrapped around the entire spiritual sword.
And it quickly extended towards the hand of the monk surnamed Wu.
The monk surnamed Wu was horrified. What kind of plant is this? It is not afraid of the spiritual power of the true essence! The spiritual power emitted by the cultivators of the true essence stage is spiritual power. Although the spiritual power is only one word different from the true power emitted by the cultivators of the true energy stage,
But there is a world of difference. To put it bluntly, the True Yuan stage is when you truly enter the world of immortality!
Seeing that the branches and leaves were already entangled in his hand, he hurriedly abandoned the spiritual sword and flew back.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Three more seeds, the finished font, shot out again.
The monk surnamed Wu had no way to escape, and was suddenly entangled wildly by one of the poisonous pitcher plants. Although he had a defensive shield to protect himself, he was choked by this weird poisonous pitcher plant.
A young figure in green clothes flashed out of the Iron-Winged Flying Snake Cave, and appeared in front of everyone.
As soon as the man appeared, he shouted at the two stupid monks: "Why are you stunned? Kill them quickly!"
The two low-level monks suddenly woke up, knowing that a strong reinforcement from unknown sources was coming. They hurriedly cast their spells and fought with the horrified female cultivator named Ma.
The female cultivator surnamed Ma never thought that Yuwen Zhouyuan was still alive after staying in the Iron Wing Flying Snake Cave for most of the day.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't care whether she was frightened or not, he released the heart-piercing thorn and rushed towards the monk surnamed Wu.
The monk surnamed Wu on the ground saw Yuwen Zhouyuan approaching step by step. He struggled hard to break the branches and leaves of the poisonous pitchweed that entangled him.
Cut the damn branches and leaves and save me!"
The female cultivator surnamed Ma wanted to come to the rescue, but she was entangled by the two third-level Zhenqi stage cultivators, making it impossible for her to escape.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's body jumped forward, and the monk surnamed Wu rushed forward. He raised his hand and stabbed the Tongxin thorn in his hand forward. He only heard a "Puff!" sound, and the monk surnamed Wu felt a chill on his neck, and the Tongxin stabbed him.
It penetrated his defensive shield and penetrated directly into his throat.
Yuwen Zhouyuan gently rotated the Tongxin Thorn in a circle, and the monk surnamed Wu died with a pair of unwilling eyes open.
"Brother!" The female cultivator surnamed Ma couldn't help crying out sadly when she saw the cultivator surnamed Wu being killed by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't take a second look and immediately joined the battle to besiege the female cultivator surnamed Ma.
The female monk surnamed Ma was defeated by Yuwen Zhouyuan and two low-level monks and fled in panic.
Before she could escape, she was hit by a poisonous Nepenthes seed thrown by Yuwen Zhouyuan and rolled to the ground. She was shocked and tried to cut off the branches of the Poisonous Nepenthes with lady scissors.
The spells of Yuwen Zhouyuan and the two monks had already hit her head and face. She could not hold on for a moment, and then fell together with the monk surnamed Wu.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the two corpses, and indifferently collected the weapons of the monks named Wu, the spiritual knives, and the hundreds of spiritual stones, training techniques and other belongings they carried with them.
Then he looked at the two low-level monks, pointed at the lady on the ground and said, "You two also put in a lot of effort just now. This spiritual weapon belongs to both of you."
The two low-level monks watched with envy as Yuwen Zhouyuan searched most of the belongings away, and no one dared to snatch them.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was so cold and ferocious that he killed two True Yuan Stage monks in an instant without blinking an eye, making them feel terrified. This was an over-level challenge!
When they saw that Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not want the pair of lady scissors, they immediately happily picked up the pair of lady scissors belonging to the monk surnamed Ma. This was worth hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones, and each person could receive more than fifty spiritual stones on average.
"Thank you!"
"Brother, if you hadn't come to help just now, my two brothers would have been dead long ago..."
They haven't finished their excited words yet.
Yuwen Zhouyuan had already turned around and jumped away, rising and falling a few times before gradually disappearing into the distance.
Not long after, Yuwen Zhouyuan landed near a waterfall.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked to see hundreds of monks gathered around the pool under the waterfall, including many monks from the True Yuan Stage.
Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that the waterfall stream above Hantan had been cut off by the monks, and another deep channel was dug to divert the water to other places.
The water in the cold pool is so cold that even monks in the Zhenqi stage dare not touch it.
The monks used ice freezing spells to freeze the cold water into ice cubes, tied them up with ropes, and moved them away piece by piece.
It seems that there must be some treasure in this cold pool! Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
While observing, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly felt a cold gaze directed at him. He suddenly looked up and found a familiar figure about thirty or forty feet away from him.
The man seemed to know that Yuwen Zhouyuan had discovered him, so he actually pushed towards a place with a large crowd.
However, Yuwen Zhouyuan still saw his appearance clearly. This person was none other than the Taoist priest who chased Xiaobai that day - Feng Hongliang!
Why is he here? Could it be that he is also a monk in the monk camp? If so, what a coincidence! Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself.
"Fellow Taoist Yuwen, you are here too!" said a familiar voice.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked back and saw that it was Guo Shifeng, so he said: "Team Leader Guo, I just finished meditating. What is going on here? Why are there so many people? What are they doing?"
Guo Shifeng explained to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Fellow Taoist Yuwen, a third-level poisonous dragon appeared in the cold pool. Three Taoist friends in the middle stage of Zhenqi discovered it at that time. However, the poisonous dragon was extremely ferocious and even swallowed the other middle-level poisonous dragons alive.
The other two were seriously injured. On the way back, they happened to run into Senior Mo Sanhuan. Under the call of Senior Mo Sanhuan, nearly a hundred people gathered to prepare to take down the dragon."
"I see, but Fellow Daoist Guo, I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, have something to ask. Since the poisonous dragon is a third-level monster, it is a real-life monster. Moreover, this poisonous dragon has the blood of a dragon. Its strength is as strong as mine.
Even if you gather hundreds of people, you may not be its opponent, so why do you dare to provoke it?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked.
"What Fellow Taoist Yuwen said is absolutely true. Senior Mo Sanhuan's cultivation level is only the same as that of Mr. Qu Haiping, who is in the True Yuan stage. There is still a thin line between him and the real person stage, but this line is two
In this realm, Senior Mo himself would definitely not dare to fight this poisonous dragon. He dared to summon people to fight this evil dragon because he had a set of formations obtained from ancient times. The power and operation of this formation were
It is directly proportional to the cultivation level of the person. If held by a cultivator in the Zhenyuan stage, if he gathers a hundred low-level monks in the Zhenqi stage, he can display his real-person strength.
True master level... and so on. So this is the reason why senior Mo Sanhuan dared to find bad luck with the poisonous dragon!" Guo Shifeng explained to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"I see, I didn't expect that Senior Mo would have such a magical array." Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed.
"That's right, this fellow Daoist Mo is a disciple of the Wu Dao Sect of the Dongyang Cultivation Sect, and is also the uncle of fellow Taoist Qian Erzhuang in this group. Fellow Daoist Yuwen, look, the young man in white is senior Mo Sanhuan!"
Guo Shifeng pointed at a young man in white who was directing everyone to move the ice and said to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked up and found that Mo Sanhuan was very young. He was only twenty-five or sixty-six years old. He looked like a plump mango in the sky, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a straight nose. He stood there like a jade tree in the wind.
He is said to be a standard handsome man!
"Everyone, work harder. We have made great progress in the past half day. After the ice has cleared, everyone will come to the edge of the pool and stand in the direction I asked everyone to stand. At that time, I will release the formation disk. Mo Mou
I hope everyone can follow the command. This poisonous dragon has the blood of a dragon. Although it is not pure, it is definitely stronger than the average third-level monster, especially it is poisonous! Judging from what the injured fellow Taoist said,
The strength of this poisonous dragon should have reached the late stage of real people. It must have eaten the Taoist cultivators in order to break through. I have been waiting here for most of the day and I haven't seen it appear. This just illustrates this problem. If it succeeds in advancing, then I will wait for it.
All the generals will die here! So everyone must work together. After taking down this poisonous dragon, I will definitely distribute the cultivation resources on the poisonous dragon according to everyone's merit. Please rest assured!" Mo Sanhuan directed everyone.