"We will obey the order of Senior Mo!" everyone agreed.
In just half a day, a large amount of water has been taken away from this huge cold pool, and the depth has been reduced by dozens of feet. If this continues, although this cold pool is deep, it is estimated that there will be two more
It will be drained in an hour.
The poisonous beauty hidden deep in the bottom of the pond will be dug out by the monks sooner or later.
This is no wonder the monks are so obsessed and crazy. After all, this poisonous dragon is a third-level monster. It is said that it is about to advance, and it also has the blood of a dragon. It can be said that this poisonous dragon is full of treasures, whether it is horns, bones, blood
, skin, or the toxins on its body are all excellent materials for refining weapons! As long as a little bit is used, no matter how much effort is used, it will be worth it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan squatted at the mouth of the waterfall and watched it for a long time.
The monks who were busy around the cold pool suddenly heard an exclamation from the crowd, "Cold lotus root!" A green figure flashed and grabbed a white lotus-shaped object more than three inches long on the wall of the pool.
Then he ran away quickly.
"You can leave if you want. Quickly put down the cold lotus root!" The crowd around Hantan suddenly became chaotic. Many monks excitedly took out their spiritual weapons and chased the green figure.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed and he suddenly stood up.
Cold lotus root grows in extremely cold waters. It is the main ingredient in refining the Cold Heart Pill to prevent people from becoming possessed. Being possessed may happen every time you advance to the next level. With the help of this Cold Heart Pill, the possibility of successfully advancing will be increased by three.
layer.
"Fellow Taoist Yuwen, are you interested in this cold lotus root?" Guo Shifeng asked from the side.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't answer, but just stared at the bottom of the pool and said: "It's really unwise to have such chaos at this time! That person can't escape!"
As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, a scream of "Ah!" came out.
The gray shadow had no time to escape with the cold dragon lotus root, and was hit by more than a dozen spiritual swords and spirit swords that struck from all directions. The cold lotus root flew out of his hand, and he screamed and turned into ashes. Then,
The remaining people continued to fight fiercely to snatch the cold lotus root.
However, although there were nearly a hundred monks by the cold pond, only a handful of them fought for the cold lotus root.
The other monks just watched with their arms crossed, as if they were watching a good show.
Those high-level monks on the eighth and ninth levels of the Zhenqi stage didn't even take a second look at the cold dragon lotus root. Their target was the third-level poisonous dragon. That guy was full of good weapon refining materials. This temptation
It's very big!
The chaos caused by the cold lotus root disappeared as quickly as it came. A thin old Taoist priest at the seventh level of the Zhenqi stage, with his long sleeves rolled up, grabbed the cold lotus root and ran away, running towards the distance.
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Three or four monks from the fifth and sixth levels of the Zhenqi stage who participated in the fight refused to give up and gave chase. Soon they disappeared together.
Around Hantan, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
Yuwen Zhouyuan calmly watched the scene that just happened. Although he was quite moved, he did not want to expose his strength, so he did not set out to pursue it after all.
Guo Shifeng seemed to have noticed Yuwen Zhouyuan's interest in Han Jiao Ou, so he got up and chased after those people where they disappeared.
Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped down from the waterfall with a slight jump, landed on the wet mud grass, and slowly came to the edge of the cold pool where there were many monks.
The cold pool has been "digged" dozens of feet deep, and there is a bit of chilly air. The water in the pool is frozen, and more ice cubes are being pulled away.
This cold pool has a radius of several acres and is bottomless. There must be more than one cold lotus root. As you "dig" deeper, you may be able to find quite a few cold lotus roots.
He now has the Tongxin Thorn, Turtle Spirit Shield, Soul-Breaking Sword, the low-level spirit sword he just got from the monk named Wu, and the remaining dozens of poisonous pitchweed seeds in his hand. He has both long-range and short-range attacks, and can stalk the enemy.
, he has the strength to save his life even if he encounters a master, and he is not the kind of cannon fodder who dies as soon as the battle begins.
The important items on this poisonous dragon's body have probably been targeted by the dozen or so high-level cultivators of the True Yuan Stage, and he is definitely not involved.
But for other things in Hantan, such as the cold lotus root, he might be able to successfully obtain one.
After making this plan, Yuwen Zhouyuan simply took root on the edge of the cold pond and looked for opportunities.
It took a full two hours. The cold pool was once again hollowed out to a depth of nearly twenty or thirty feet. From time to time, a few cold lotus roots or other rare spiritual herbs were discovered and snatched away by the monks.
During these two hours, third-level poisonous dragons would occasionally appear suddenly, bite one or two monks to death, and then quickly hide under the pond. And the deeper they dug, the more frequent the poisonous dragons appeared, and
Even more irritable.
Just to remove the water from the cold pool cost the lives of more than ten monks.
"We're almost at the bottom. Let's dig down until we find the poisonous dragon's nest and see where it hides!" One of the monks dug into the mud at the bottom of the pool, and the monks suddenly became excited.
But they didn't have time to get excited yet.
"Roar!"
A deafening roar, like a beating war drum, echoed throughout the Grand Canyon.
A poisonous dragon covered with black scales suddenly jumped out of the pool, swung its tail wildly, and swept away several Zhenqi stage monks closest to it. The defensive shields on their bodies were as sharp as
The blade's tail scales had no effect in front of it. The blood instantly dyed the entire cold pool red.
This time, the third-level poisonous dragon did not hide in the water, but madly chased and bit the monks in the cold pool.
"The third-level poisonous dragon has come out! My dear mother, run away!"
"Don't block me, get out of the way."
"Go away, why are you blocking my way?"
The low-level monks screamed and cursed one after another, and fled out of the cold pool desperately. Speaking of first- and second-level monsters, some of them might be able to fight. But the third-level monsters are already real people.
The level of the early monks is simply not something that a single Zhenqi stage monk can contend with.
Although Mo Sanhuan had made an explanation beforehand, these people were a mob after all. They had long forgotten Mo Sanhuan's explanation and were running for their lives. Some of them even had a grudge against each other and even started fighting each other, trying to fish in troubled waters.
Killing people and taking treasures.
Even a group of hundreds of Zhenqi stage monks would not be able to take down this ferocious beast if they did not cooperate. They quickly stepped on the cold pool wall, jumped up, and jumped to the ground.
"Fellow Taoists! Form a formation as Mo said before!" Mo Sanhuan Yungong shouted.
The flustered crowd quickly calmed down after hearing Mo Sanhuan's words, and then formed an orderly formation by the pool.
"Fellow Taoist Li Changfu will lead the main attack in the east, Taoist Taoist Zheng Xuanzhen will defend the west, Taoist Taoist Wang Yi will assist in the south, and Taoist Sun Haifeng will support the team in the north. Everyone should act according to their responsibilities!" Mo Sanhuan marched to the east, west, north and south respectively.
A monk in the late Zhenyuan period whose direction is Tao.
"Okay, we will obey the order of fellow Taoist Mo!" the four of them said in unison.
Immediately, the Eastern monks, led by Li Changfu, who was dressed in green robes, used various spells to blast towards the third-level poisonous dragon at the bottom of the pool.
The scale armor of the third-level poisonous dragon was surprisingly strong in defense. Fireballs, water arrows, and wind blades hit it one after another without leaving even a mark. It quickly grabbed onto the rock of the cold pool wall and shuddered.
Then he climbed up.
The monks led by Li Changfu hurriedly scattered to avoid becoming the target of the third-level poisonous dragon.
Seeing that Li Changfu and others were retreating, Zheng Xuanzhen from the west led everyone to raise their hands and cast out a series of magic talismans, setting up a series of defenses on the road where the third-level poisonous dragon was coming.
The castration of the third-level poisonous dragon immediately slowed down. The third-level poisonous dragon glanced at the defense in front of it, lowered its head, and the black horn on its head fiercely shot out an extremely cold mist, spraying it towards those who were fleeing.
The monks entering the defense.
Those low-level monks who were too slow to escape were almost immediately sealed by the crackling ice and turned into human-shaped ice sculptures. They were then swept away by the tail of the poisonous dragon, and the ice sculptures shattered into countless bloody ice fragments.
And the nearest defense was suddenly broken by the poisonous dragon after a sudden flash of light!
Of course Zheng Xuanzhen and the monks who had arranged defenses would not stand there frozen and flee in panic from the cold fog attack.
Suddenly, there was no monk standing within a hundred feet of the third-level poisonous dragon. It raised its head and glanced at the monks standing together in the distance. Its huge blue eyes seemed to be full of contempt, and it flicked its black tail and legs.
Calmly crawling downstream towards the stream.
Nearly a hundred monks were shocked and looked at each other. This guy was too arrogant and didn't take the monks seriously at all.
"Kill!" The assist king roared and rushed forward.
Under the leadership of Wang Yitong, the southern assisting monks he was responsible for rushed forward with stern eyes in their eyes.
Here, "people die for money and birds die for food" is really vividly reflected.
In order to use the blood, flesh, bones, and horns of this poisonous dragon, in order to increase their chance of immortality, and to be able to walk an extra step on the road of spiritual practice, they fought hard! They used their spells to chase the third-level poisonous dragon,
It blasted away again.
Under the leadership of these people, the northern monks led by Sun Haifeng, who was originally the coordinator, also joined in, and then the eastern and western monks also joined in.
At this time, the situation was out of control, and Mo Sanhuan was so angry that he stamped his feet repeatedly!
As many as nearly a hundred Zhenqi stage monks and a dozen Zhenyuan stage monks chased and attacked the third-level poisonous dragon, trying to kill it.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan was standing hundreds of feet away from the cold pool holding the low-level spiritual sword that he had taken from the monk named Wu. He calmly watched the monks chasing the third-level poisonous dragon, but did not pursue it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't want to attract other people's attention. At the same time, he also knew clearly that he could not get the valuable resources from the poisonous dragon, so he thought that hunting the poisonous dragon was none of his business. Naturally, he didn't want to go there and join in the fun.
Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head and stared at the cold pool. This cold pool was his target. He believed that the things in the cold pool should be no less valuable than the third-level poisonous dragon.
Thinking the same as Yuwen Zhouyuan, there are also ten or twenty monks at the fourth to sixth levels of the mid-level Zhenqi, and low-level third-level Zhenqi monks. None of them planned to chase down the third-level poisonous dragon, but instead