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Chapter 146 Taking stock of harvest, strange disc

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering explosion.

The yellow sand in the sky was swept away by the aftermath of this explosion.

The cracks in the earth that went straight towards Su Twelve also disappeared as the earth shattered.

The man in black robes who was at the center of the explosion was even more miserable.

The thick cloud disk was blown away directly by this explosion. ??

The astonishing energy aftermath was violently released on the black-robed man in the form of an angry wave crashing onto the shore.

The man in black robe only had time to let out a scream before he flew out.

After landing, the man in black robe fell heavily into the corner of the courtyard where Su Twelve lived, and his black robe was shattered by the explosion.

Even the courtyard wall behind him was smashed and collapsed.

The man in black robe quickly stood up, revealing a face with a black and white ghost face mask.

At the four corners of the courtyard, five small earth-yellow flags also fell to the ground at this moment. The flags were dim and only had a faint spiritual power undulating.

The entire formation was completely destroyed by the explosion of the Yun Bone Sword.

And a fake spiritual treasure also disappeared into thin air.

Such a loss was not a big one, and Su Twelve's heart felt like it was bleeding.

But he had no choice.

With his peripheral vision, he noticed the five khaki flags, and Su Twelve immediately realized that these were the formation flags that trapped him.

However, he didn't pay too much attention and stared fixedly at the man in black robe in front of him.

This... was the culprit that caused him heavy losses.

Dragging his tired body, he pinched the Sword Control Technique in his hand and activated the Iron Blade that fell aside.

"Whoosh!"

A black cold light flashed past, and Hentie dragged his long tail and charged towards the man in black robe again.

"You...you can't kill the old man, but the old man is...ahem..."

Under the mask, two panicked looks flashed in the eyes of the man in black robes, and he immediately shouted.

Before I could finish my words, I passed away because of my injuries.

Severe and continuous hemoptysis.

Three mouthfuls of blood spurted out in succession. The man in black robe was about to continue speaking, but his eyes widened at this moment.

The Iron Blade of Hatred flew away quickly without any pause, circled around the neck and then flew back to Su Twelve.

The man in black robe turned his head, a line of blood quickly appeared on his neck, and the light in his eyes dimmed at this moment.

"No matter who you are, if you want to kill me, you must have the consciousness to die!"

Su Twelve stood in the courtyard, staring at the fallen figure in front of him from a distance.

Under his control, the sharp iron blade drew dozens of sword lights.

Until the black-robed man's body is filled with blood holes and he can no longer die.

Su Twelve breathed a long sigh of relief, softened his body, and sat down on the ground.

Being trapped in the formation just now, he was almost always in a passive and disadvantaged state.

Although I was fighting with the opponent, the fight was back and forth.

But in fact, it was poisoned first and then passively defended.

The whole process was dictated by the opponent's rhythm and calculations.

If it hadn't been for this last attack to break the formation and injure the enemy, failure would have been only a matter of time.

Not only was this man in black robes experienced in combat, he was also far more cunning than he expected.

As soon as he saw him taking out the Yuanyang Ruler, he immediately activated the formation and launched a series of attacks, forcing him to use the Yuanyang Ruler to defend with all his strength.

It's a pity that the man in black robe has many calculations, but he also thinks that he may have a more powerful attack.

But how could he possibly have thought that Su Twelve would actually use the self-destructive evil cultivator method of exploding sword bones?

When masters compete with each other, a slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles difference.

If you fail in one move, you will pay the price with your life.

"The world of cultivating immortals is indeed full of crises."

"this home

Man, that’s pretty much everything.”

"If I hadn't had the skill of exploding sword bones, I would have seriously injured him and broken the formation at the cost of a pseudo-spiritual bone sword. I'm afraid that at this moment, it's not him who falls to the ground, but me!

"

Staring at the corpse in front of him, Su Twelve couldn't calm down for a long time. He was heartbroken, frightened, and scared. His mood was like an overturned condiment table, with mixed feelings.

And there was an expression of lingering fear on his face.

At this moment, after breaking through the foundation building, the greatest illusion of the universe and the self disappeared.

The world is so big, far beyond imagination.

You still have to keep a low profile from now on! ??

For a long time, Su Twelve took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind.

With the thought in his mind turning, he took a shot from the air and removed the mask from the face of the man in black robe.

Immediately, an old, familiar face came into his eyes.

"Elder of Zhenbao Pavilion? It's actually him?!"

"He is actually in the same group as Ge Tianchuan?"

After recognizing the person, Su Twelve's body trembled suddenly, and his expression changed instantly.

He guessed that this person must have a certain status within the sect, but he never expected that this person turned out to be the elder of Luofu Peak.

Su Twelve suddenly shuddered when he thought that he had been operating under the other person's nose for many years.

In an instant, many doubts in my mind were understood at this moment.

No wonder...no wonder Ge Tianchuan could ignore me after the newcomer trial ended.

Fortunately, fortunately, I was alert enough back then and never tampered with the mysterious pill furnace.

Thinking secretly in his heart, Su Twelve couldn't help but feel secretly happy again.

While he was thankful, he felt even more frightened in his heart.

Even the elders of Zhenbao Pavilion are from Ge Tianchuan, so how many elders among these seven peaks are like Ge Tianchuan?

one

Thinking of this problem, Su Twelve felt his scalp numb, and he was extremely frightened when he thought about it!

"No, you must learn to make alchemy as soon as possible, and then practicing in seclusion is the key!"

"No matter how many people they have, whatever they want to do, if they don't have the strength, they are just meat and potatoes at the mercy of others."

Shaking his head, Su Twelve shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind and threw out a fireball technique, skillfully burning the body of the treasure pavilion elder.

Then he volleyed and took the opponent's storage bag and the treasures scattered on the ground in his hands.

Returning to the room, Su Twelve quickly organized his storage bag.

This storage bag contains a lot of second-level spiritual materials, including spiritual minerals and spiritual plants.

In addition, there are ten bottles of second-level elixirs, some for healing and some for cultivation.

Su Twelve put away the materials and elixirs, leaving a few treasures that he thought were useful, and checked them one by one.

The first thing he took out was the huge and thick disk.

"Strange, this disc doesn't seem simple!"

"It's obviously just a top-notch defensive weapon, but under the explosion of the Cloud Bone Sword, it was just knocked away?"

Su Twelve was greatly surprised when he saw that Yuanpan looked unscathed.

The explosion of the Cloud Bone Sword seriously injured even the elder of Zhenbao Pavilion, a veteran of foundation building and a peak monk in the early stages of foundation building.

However, this defensive weapon, which was only of the highest grade, was only knocked away.

How could Su Twelve not be surprised?

Holding the disc in his hand, it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made Su Twelve feel particularly strenuous.

If he hadn't carried it with his true energy, he wouldn't have been able to pick it up.

Su Twelve tried to inject true energy into it.

A large amount of real energy was consumed in an instant.

A faint earthy yellow light lit up. This light did not look bright, even a little dim, but it gave Su Twelve a strong sense of security.


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