As the tattooed female cultivator threw the formation-breaking beads, the formation that trapped the hunchbacked monk was immediately broken with a bang.
But then, the hunchbacked monk's angry voice sounded.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, what are you doing? Could it be that... you want to kill me while I'm trapped in the formation, so you can get a lot of resources and treasures?"
The fluctuations in the formation dispersed, and the hunchbacked monk appeared in everyone's sight in a very embarrassed state.
At this time, he had a gray face, his clothes were in tatters, and most of his eyebrows and hair were burnt black.
The most eye-catching thing is a bloody scar on his chest.
The aura around his body fluctuated. The hunchbacked monk had a straight face and glared at the tattooed female cultivator angrily as soon as he came out of the formation.
It was true that the tattooed female cultivator helped him break the formation, but when he broke the formation, a huge force hit him and he was seriously injured.
If he didn't have excellent defensive treasures, he would probably be killed by this move.
"Huh, damn hunchback, what are you talking about?! How could I know that this formation is so weird that all the attacks from outside will be transferred to you. If I hadn't been kind enough to save you, do you think you could have come out?
"The tattooed female cultivator snorted coldly and stared at the hunchbacked monk dissatisfied.
"At least I won't be so seriously injured!" The hunchbacked monk pursed his lips, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Instead of dying in the hands of the enemy, he almost died in the hands of one of his own. Thinking of this, the hunchbacked monk became angrier and angrier.
As for the tattooed nun's explanation, he couldn't listen at all at the moment.
"Okay, both of you, please stop saying a few words. That guy has no breath at all, and he's probably dead. Get your things quickly, get rid of the remaining people, and go back to life!"
The yellow-toothed monk hurriedly spoke and called out to the aggressive two men.
The peripheral vision glanced at the tattooed female cultivator, and two fearful glances quickly flashed in her eyes.
Even though he said this, his vigilance towards the tattooed nun did not diminish at all.
Although the three of them are companions, they have cultivated to this level and are said to believe in the so-called saint.
Lingling Girl is actually just a cover.
When acting outside, they are wary of each other and plot against each other.
Just like right now, facing this spiritual jade resource worth millions of spiritual stones, everyone wants to have it all to themselves, and everyone is worried that they will be sent to hell by their opponents accidentally.
"Brother Huang is right. Even if this guy dies, there should still be golden elixirs and remains."
"First get out his golden elixir and his remains."
The female tattoo cultivator rolled her eyes, knowing that everyone was wary of each other, so there was no point in explaining.
He said loudly, waved his hand, and the ribbon moved instantly, and rolled towards the deep pit with great agility.
However, just when the tattooed female cultivator took action.
Countless formation marks suddenly appeared.
In the air, thick fog appeared without warning, covering the three of them in an instant.
"Huh? What's going on?" The yellow-toothed monk raised his eyebrows and was feeling strange when he saw in the fog that the ribbon belonging to the tattooed female cultivator suddenly changed direction and came towards him with great momentum.
"Fellow Daoist Qi, you...even if you want to take the treasure as your own, you don't have to be so impatient, right?"
The yellow-toothed monk snorted coldly and his face became particularly ugly.
He scolded angrily, immediately filled up his true energy, and launched another powerful move.
The flying sword flashed bright yellow light, met Pi Lian, and disappeared into the thick fog.
On the other side, the hunchbacked monk was in the thick fog, and what he saw before his eyes was a yellow sword light.
"Old Monster Huang, you..."
The hunchbacked monk's pupils shrank, ignoring his injuries. He hurriedly activated his true energy and shot out a palm-sized black shield, which was attached to his palm.
The shield released strong energy and turned into a three-foot-long light shield, firmly protecting him.
The other hand becomes a sword finger, and the sword is pinched.
Move your fingers, move your sword!
In addition to defending, he also urged his sword to attack.
In the other corner of the formation, the tattooed female cultivator looked extremely solemn.
Holding the formation-breaking ball tightly in his hand, he looked at the sword light attack unique to the hunchback monk appearing in front of him. Even if he knew that it was caused by the formation, his mood would inevitably fluctuate.
"Damn it, where did this guy come from? He was attacked like this and he didn't even die?"
With her pretty eyebrows furrowed, the tattooed female cultivator took a deep breath.
Without waiting for the attack to come, he would crush the formation-breaking ball in his hand and throw it out.
"boom!!"
The formation-breaking ball exploded, and countless amounts of frost energy emerged.
The cold air filled the air, capturing and revealing the formation veins one after another.
The tattooed female cultivator saw the opportunity, raised her bare hand, and pushed it out with a palm, and the true energy surged out, with energy like waves and strength like waves.
"Crack!!"
A majestic blow, and a sound like a broken mirror.
One after another, the formation patterns shattered, and the dense fog receded.
But in the blink of an eye, another formation was broken, and three people appeared.
Looking at each other again, they subconsciously pulled away, their eyes filled with vigilance and fear.
Although what happened just now was caused by the formation, none of the three of them were sure what the other two saw in front of them.
The three of them are old foxes, and naturally they are all suspicious by nature. Without saying anything, they are all guessing in their hearts, maybe the attack just now was done deliberately!
The three of them each had their own hidden agendas, and the true energy auras that originally echoed each other from afar also broke off in silence.
The strength of the three of them has not diminished, but the aura they exude has been greatly reduced.
The tattooed female cultivator rolled her eyes and said immediately: "This person is insidious and cunning.
Afraid of deliberately alienating each other and causing us to kill each other!"
"Both of them are smart people. The top priority is to work together to kill them first. That's the key!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, the tattooed female cultivator kneaded her hands and chanted a mantra. The trainer suddenly shook in the air, turned into a white flying sword, struck out with a heaven-shaking strike, and went straight into the pit.
The offensive has not yet come to an end, the earth is still heavy, dust is flying, and cracks appear.
The power of this move can be seen from this!
Seeing the tattooed female cultivator perform this move, the yellow-toothed monk and the hunchbacked monk looked solemn, and a flash of surprise quickly flashed in their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them were unambiguous and took action at the same time, each using their own unique moves.
The combined attacks of the three men turned the sky and the earth black and yellow, threatening to destroy the sun and the moon, and destroy the mountains and rivers.
When everyone around saw this, they were all shocked and inexplicable.
The moment the attack landed, a low chanting sound sounded.
"Concentrating one's mind is the spirit, concentrating the spirit is the sword, the eight extremes are vast, it is the sword of the earth!"
In the pit, countless sword lights rose from the ground.
Although the combined attack of the three people was obviously insufficient, it also brought the situation into a brief stalemate.
Immediately, Su Twelve slowly rose into the sky. He was still dressed in black, and his clothes swayed, catching the wind.
Holding the sword finger with his hand, the true energy around his body surged and swirled, forming an astonishing cyclone.
Faced with danger just now, even Su Twelve himself was frightened.
However, when the attack came down, he realized that he was now using a puppet body.
The puppet's body was made by Hou Sihai using a variety of hard materials. The body's defensive power alone was comparable to a top-grade or even top-grade defensive weapon.
The streaks of sword light that fell on the body only left countless white spots and some minor cracks.
This kind of effect is comparable to the physical cultivation of a certain level after practicing the body training method, and it is definitely not comparable to the mortal body of ordinary monks.