There are no poisonous dragons at the bottom of the pool, and it is now safe. It is the best time to look for other treasures in the wide bottom of the pool. Moreover, no less than a dozen monks died below, and there is a lot of money in the storage bags on their bodies.
, among them there can be two or three masters of the Dzogchen realm in the Zhenqi stage.
The monks looked at each other and looked at the other monks with strange expressions. Suddenly, as if they had a tacit understanding, they rushed towards the cold pool in unison and snatched the items at the bottom of the pool.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and took out a golden bell talisman for body protection, and blessed himself with a golden bell shield. He held a spiritual knife among them, and was careful to be careful of the monks around him who fished in troubled waters.
Yuwen Zhouyuan has already thought about it. There are nearly ten or twenty monks here, including casual cultivators and family monks. Their origins are extremely complicated. No one knows which group the other party belongs to and how strong they are. Naturally, others also
I don’t know, but he is alone and has no team support. Unless he holds a heavy treasure, others will not attack him easily for no reason. No one will kill him easily until the spiritual object is discovered.
Yuwen Zhouyuan himself had an advantage when he was alone among the monks - everyone around him was his competitor, and he had no companions, so he had no worries when taking action.
It was out of this consideration that Yuwen Zhouyuan rushed towards the cold pool with many monks without hesitation, and jumped into the cold pool.
Under the hundred-foot cold pool, many spiritual creatures were soon discovered.
"Oh my god, the rare ice spirit stone is such a big piece! Oh, what kind of turtle son is this? He sneaked up on me, stand up, I'm going to skin him! Stop pretending to be a turtle, who just blew up my ass with a fireball?
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A strong man with a yellow protective shield on his body stepped on an ice spirit stone. He held a knife in one hand and dominated the ice spirit stone. He held his butt in one hand and roared angrily at the monk behind him.
Dozens of monks behind him all pretended to be dumbfounded and pretended not to have seen it. No one would point out who had set off the fireball just now. The big man did not dare to fight against dozens of monks at the same time, so he could only endure it.
Ice Spirit Stone, Wind Spirit Stone, and Thunder Spirit Stone, these are three rare and unusual spiritual stones. They are extremely rare. Unexpectedly, there are many low-grade Ice Spirit Stones under the cold pool, which caused many monks to rob them.
The situation under the cold pool was getting more and more heated. The monks were snatching spiritual objects while releasing spells and sneak attacks on their opponents. A fierce fight broke out.
"Get away!"
"If you dare to steal spiritual stones from me, go to hell."
Yuwen Zhouyuan tried his best to keep a low profile and not attract attention. With quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed several small ice spirit stones and put them into his storage bag.
But the chaos at the bottom of the pool, spells, ice balls, and fireballs flying around could hit him at any time, shaking the protective shield, making it impossible for him to find spiritual herbs and elixirs with peace of mind.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was anxious, and an "evil" thought suddenly occurred in his mind.
He quietly hid in a rocky corner at the bottom of the pool, took out a handful of fluorescent powder from his storage bag, and placed it on the wall of the cold pool. Then he used earth escape to reach dozens of feet away.
"Fluorescent powder! Oh my god, there is actually fluorescent powder here! This is a rare treasure! One particle is worth dozens of spiritual stones. I can give away so many! That's what I discovered, don't follow me.
Grab it." Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed at the fluorescent light scattered in the corner, showed an ecstatic expression, shouted, and rushed towards there.
The dozens of monks who were grabbing spiritual grass and spiritual stones were stunned for a moment. They turned to look in the direction he was pointing and immediately saw something fluorescent coming from the edge of the cold pool.
That thing is obviously not a spiritual stone, but it does resemble the legendary fluorescent powder.
During this chaotic time, few people had time to think carefully about why the fluorescent light produced by the iron-winged flying snake appeared under such a freezing cold pool.
The first reaction of the monks was that no matter what kind of spiritual object it was, they wanted to grab it before others could take it away. Immediately, more than a dozen figures rushed towards the fluorescent powder.
Yuwen Zhouyuan Anle rushed back halfway, then turned back violently and took the opportunity to pick up other spiritual objects around him.
"Ice Spirit Stone! Cold Lotus Root! Heart-Cold Mist Flower!" Every time Yuwen Zhouyuan saw an item, he thought about their names in his heart and quickly picked it.
At the same time, a group of dozens of monks rushed towards the fluorescent light that Yuwen Zhouyuan deliberately released to lure people, and they also threw fireballs and water arrows at each other.
"Oops!" A bald man with a black face and scars all over his body took the risk of being bombarded by several spells at the same time to grab the fluorescent powder.
"Put it down!" Others shouted and rushed over.
"Hey! I want you to put me down and accept your life!" The black-faced, bald man roared wildly, and the spiritual sword in his hand danced wildly, slashing at the monks around him desperately.
The monks were furious and fought back angrily, cutting the crazy scarred man into frozen and burnt corpses.
The chaotic fight among dozens of Zhenqi stage monks under the cold pool became increasingly fierce.
"Kill! Brothers, kill them! Don't let the spiritual objects fall into their hands!"
"Get away! We showed up first!"
"Look at my magic - fireballs!"
"Earth Shield!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the chaotic battle and was secretly frightened. He now had a completely new view on the world of immortality. Killing people and buying goods for their own selfishness was nothing at all. This was a place that truly followed the laws of the jungle. If you want to live, you can live.
Okay! Then you must be strong and powerful.
Yuwen Zhouyuan carefully watched his surroundings to avoid being stared at. He kept flying to dodge. He avoided the fireballs and ice beads shot from everywhere.
Even if someone maliciously attacks him, he will only shoot out a poisonous pitchweed seed to entangle the opponent, and then quickly use earth escape to avoid it from a distance, instead of fighting the opponent head-on.
There are many monks in the cold pool, and they may be attacked by other monks at any time. No one can pursue him relentlessly.
More and more monks died in the cold pool, at least forty or fifty.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's cold eyes couldn't help but focus on those death monks. The swords and accessories on their bodies were all spiritual weapons. Those ordinary spiritual weapons could be sold in the market.
Sell it in exchange for some spiritual stones or other immortality elixirs.
Yuwen Zhouyuan rolled his eyes, and he quickly took action to search for the items that fell from the Death Monk. One, two, and three items did not have time to judge their value, so he put them away.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to pick up an item in a cloth bag when he suddenly shuddered and felt a sharp breath coming from the side.
Bang! The body shield vibrated violently. Yuwen Zhouyuan had no time to dodge, and was hit hard. He fell several feet before he stood firm, and the light shield dimmed a bit.
"Gahaha, this belongs to me!" A stout man in a green short shirt, at the ninth level of Qi stage, carrying a one-legged bronze doll, grinned at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a sinister smile, and leaned over to pick it up.
I weighed the bag-like thing, seemed very satisfied, and put it in my arms.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face turned gloomy.
Yuwen Zhouyuan quickly checked his real power. After entering the cold pool, he cast spells one after another and was bombarded by various mana powers. His current mana power was only less than one-fifth, and he was already on the verge of reaching the limit.
A dangerous juncture of exhaustion.
Fortunately, his cultivation level is relatively high, otherwise it would be very disadvantageous! Yuwen Zhouyuan took out a Peiyuan Pill and swallowed it. The Peiyuan Pill entered his belly and a stream of pure Qi quickly surged towards his Dantian, non-stop.
Replenish the lost strength.
The man in yellow is weaker than him, but because Yuwen Zhouyuan always appears at the sixth level of true energy, he relies on his higher cultivation level than Yuwen Zhouyuan and has much more mana than Yuwen Zhouyuan. Yuwen Zhouyuan
Yuan didn't dare to fight him head-on, so he decided to snatch it away.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stared hard at the cloth bag. That small cloth bag seemed to be a very rare spiritual weapon.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan swallowed the elixir, the man in green shirt happened to see it. He was shocked and said: "Good boy, you have the elixir to restore mana!"
"Go to hell!" Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, turned his palms, and two seeds of poisonous pitchweed appeared in his hands. The magic power quickly wrapped them, and he flicked them with a flick of his finger.
"Cage technique!" Swish! Two poisonous Nepenthes seeds flew out.
The man in yellow shirt was shocked and hurriedly dodge with the one-legged bronze doll. However, he had a green wood attribute light shield on his body, and his speed was surprisingly slow. He was hit on one leg by a poisonous pitcher plant seed, and his whole body was instantly stunned.
It was entangled with the branches of poisonous Nepenthes, and the bundle was strong.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan dodged and flew over, stabbing the heart in his hand, stabbing hard! It pierced the wooden shield of the big man in yellow shirt.
A golden sound of "choking" sounded.
The extremely sharp thorn was directly deflected away.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned for a moment. This heart-piercing thorn has the effect of "breaking armor", so why can't it penetrate the shield?
The man in green shirt who was tied to the ground was very happy when he saw this.
"Hahaha, you actually want to use the Tongxin thorn to pierce my wood attribute shield, no way! The Tongxin thorn can break through any kind of armor, but it can't break through the dual attribute shield of earth and wood, which has the strongest defense. You kid just tied it up
I can't kill me either. When a few of my teammates come over, you're going to die. I think you'd better run for your life." He smiled proudly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes show a cold light, can't he penetrate the heart and penetrate the dual attribute shield of earth and wood?
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't answer, he raised his hand to collect the heart-breaking thorn, and then took out the Soul-Breaking Sword. After seeing the Soul-Breaking Sword, the man in green shirt seemed to be very knowledgeable, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.
"No! Don't come over!" the man in green shirt shouted.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't answer. With a burst of energy, the spirit-breaking sword suddenly shone brightly, and then he stabbed the man in yellow shirt fiercely.
The man in the green shirt's dual-attribute shield of earth and wood shook violently, and then was pierced. The man couldn't help but change his face in horror, and shouted for help. However, there was chaos in the cold pool, and explosions were heard everywhere. How could his cry be heard?
Can people hear it?
"Pfft!" With a sound, the Broken Spirit Sword pierced the body of the big man in green shirt. The big man's eyes flashed with reluctance, and he died in disbelief.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took back the stolen storage bag from the big man's arms and took back the Spirit-Breaking Sword. Of course, he did not forget to take back the big man's own storage bag, then stepped on the wall of the pool and flew away.