Chapter 123 Entering the battle to capture treasures
The secret realm is about to open.
At this time, when Yan Lao Mo saw the two servants following Palace Master Xuan Bing, he suddenly snorted coldly. He stretched out his hand to hold a copper rattle from his sleeve and shook it three times.
Not long after, several green shadows fell, and several more demonic monks in black robes appeared, all of whom were in the early stages of Nascent Soul.
Purple light flashed in Lord Changping's eyes, he clapped his hands and summoned his two subordinates.
Mrs. Shang and Xiaoyao Scholar also each called for a retinue.
Except for one of Chang Pingjun's subordinates who is at the middle stage of Yuanying, the rest are at the early stage of Yuanying.
This is an unspoken and unspoken rule that everyone should go together alone; if you choose someone to accompany you, I will not suffer any loss.
Only Xiao Henshui, Tian Jizi, and the casual cultivator surnamed Han still traveled alone.
In an instant, a large number of people were present.
Lord Changping looked coldly at the practitioners present and said not a word from the beginning to the end.
About half an hour later, he stretched out his hand and suddenly a gap appeared in the mountain wall in front of him.
Looking from a distance, Taixuan Mountain looks like a hollowed-out fruit, with only a shell left.
At first glance, this gap looks very strange.
Because there were bright fires in it, and fireballs about half a man tall were scurrying around, with scorching heat and orange light. However, at a glance, it was not bright inside, but instead seemed dark, almost midnight.
But with the opportunity ahead, who dares to retreat?
After Lord Changping escaped without hesitation, the others no longer hesitated and followed immediately!
The mountain wall passage is indeed very wide.
The outer gap looks like a cave as high as one person; but after walking inside for a while, I realize that it is a "dome" that is two to three hundred feet wide from top to bottom.
After only ten breaths, half of the people entering the battle were in a hurry.
It turns out that this strange dark phenomenon is indeed very mysterious, and it seems to be able to interfere with the perception of those who enter the battle.
The fireball in the cave didn't seem to be very fast; but in a dazed effort, it reached the present moment and then exploded.
Relying on his skill and boldness, the Yan Lao Demon entered the battle closely behind Lord Chang Ping, not wanting to be thrown too far away. However, when the fire ignited, he was almost injured, and a strand of long hair on his ear and temples was burnt to ashes.
After more than ten breaths, a miserable scream came.
It turned out that one of Mrs. Shang's subordinates who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul had been hit by a fireball and was instantly turned into powder.
Where there is the first, there is the second.
In just a quarter of an hour, three of Nascent Soul's initial followers were killed.
The true masters who entered the formation were also distinguished.
Changping Junyi was the landowner of Taixuan Mountain, and he had the highest merits, the most calm actions, and took the lead.
After Yan Lao Mo unexpectedly suffered a loss, he dealt with it carefully and was able to do so with ease.
In addition, the casual cultivator named Han moved calmly and progressed in a measured manner.
Except for these three people, Xiao Henshui and Xiaoyao Scholar dealt with it attentively. Although they were occasionally at a loss, they were able to use their skills to reverse the situation and prevent the strange fire from getting close to them.
But Tian Jizi and Mrs. Shang seemed to be struggling.
Both of them showed their old appearance, with dense wrinkles on their foreheads, and their skin was half green and half yellow, which looked vaguely scary.
Xuan Bing Palace Master Gui Gui Wu Gui and the two secretly protected him, but there was no danger.
Halfway through the secret passage, Mrs. Shang was inattentive and was forced out of her position by a strange fireball; then another, more cunning fireball approached her. There was only a scream, and the Nascent Soul body turned into a wisp of smoke.
At this time, one of her subordinates in the early stage of Yuanying was still able to survive, but she herself, a monk in the late stage of Yuanying, died here prematurely.
Lord Changping seemed to have a happy expression on his face; Old Demon Yan and the young man surnamed Han had expressionless expressions; the rest of them looked more or less concerned.
This calmness and indifference did not last long.
Just when the exit is about to appear.
I saw a burst of fire!
Except for Qin Menglin, who was not to blame and whose expression was calm, everyone exclaimed!
No one thought about the person who died this time!
It is not Tian Jizi who is the weakest in meritorious deeds and is often in danger; but Chang Pingjun, the leader of the Chu Kingdom who is recommended by Daoxing Gong as the best among them all and who holds the secrets of Taixuan Mountain!
Somehow, he was hit by a spark by accident.
After all, Lord Changping had a very high level of merit. Although his physical body was sluggish after receiving a heavy blow, his soul was still intact and his Yuanying was not destroyed. However, he saw the Yuanying stabbing towards the casual cultivator surnamed Han with the force of leaving the soul. It was actually his intention.
Seize the house on the spot.
Yan Lao Mo's expression changed slightly.
At this time, Lord Changping's retinue still exists, and if he seizes his neighbor, it will be a 100% success; but Lord Changping is unwilling and willing to take risks. That means he chooses the one with the highest cultivation level among the people present.
If the young man surnamed Han was slightly distracted, he would be unreasonable at this moment.
But the young man surnamed Han just snorted coldly, then swiped the sword light from his fingertips and let out a scream, indicating that the Yuanying body of Lord Changping had been crushed to pieces.
Chang Pingjun's two subordinates were at a loss.
After two or three breaths, he was suddenly killed by Yan Lao Mo with his cunning hand.
Gui Wujiu and Qin Menglin looked at each other.
Mr. Chang Ping is a man with deep intentions.
In fact, he has always regarded the Taixuan Mountain Treasure as his own private treasure, and the others are just thieves who covet the secret treasure of Da Chu.
It's just that although he has the highest merit, he can't defeat the crowd with a small number, so he has been holding back.
If the others were to suffer losses along the way, or kill each other. At the last moment, he thought he could win, so he would not be lenient.
But he neglected one thing——
Chang Pingjun walked in the secret passage and believed that he knew the trajectory of the formation gate. However, the passage of time and the evolution of the soil had a subtle impact on the ancient formation.
If he relied on his own skills to get through the formation, given his high level of cultivation, there would definitely be no danger.
However, he only focused on planning the next plan and simply copied the "answer" inherited from the Chu royal family, and unexpectedly died early.
After dangerously passing through this hollow tunnel, a thirty-six-foot-tall golden hall stood in front of me.
The plaque in front of the temple clearly states three characters:
"True Spirit Palace."
More than ten people marched together.
The happy scholar couldn't wait, and with a flick of his folding fan, he was about to open the door.
But at this moment, a dull gray stone lion in front of the door suddenly lit up and immediately woke up. It stumbled on all four legs, and two long lines of smoke spurted out from its nose. Then it opened its mouth and bit it.
He bit it in two!
Its speed is so fast that it is unbelievable, even better than the monks in the late Yuan Ying period.
Only those who have suppressed the resentful spirits for many years and turned them into puppets can have such abilities.
At the same time, the smoke in the nose is also very strange, and its real length is more than twice as long as what is seen.
Tianjizi was caught in the smoke and turned into pus in an instant.
The old demon Yan and the two casual cultivators surnamed Han blocked the lion-shaped puppet and each used their killing moves.
The old demon Yan used a very powerful gold and fire mystical skill, which was condensed into a long awl as tall as a person. However, the casual cultivator named Han used a short blade about the length of a foot.
However, Xiao Henshui ignored it and slipped past the lion puppet in one step and stepped into the hall!
The old demon Yan and the casual cultivator surnamed Han joined forces to fight and kill the lion puppet in about seven breaths of time.
At this moment, Xiao Henshui let out a long laugh, burst out of the hall, holding a purple gold gourd in his hand, and said loudly: "Everyone, I say goodbye!"
The mood is very chic.
Yan Lao Mo's face darkened, and he was about to get up and chase after him.
At this moment, Xiao Henshui's expression suddenly showed panic!
It turned out that at this moment, the gourd in his palm had turned into a skeleton. Wisps of green flames emanated from it, burning him into a wisp of ashes at the first sight, flying everywhere.
The rapid changes and strange turns are in sharp contrast to the dullness in the secret passage.
Start by seeing the main hall.
Everyone marched together;
The lion puppet suddenly attacked;
Xiao Hen takes chestnuts from water and fire;
The old demon Yan and the casual cultivator surnamed Han join forces to kill the puppet;
Xiao Henshui returned in vain.
Adding all up, within thirty breaths of time, three more people died.
The old demon Yan and the casual cultivator surnamed Han opened their arms at the same time and broke open the door.
He could clearly see another purple gold gourd with a seal rising slowly from the empty niche in the hall.
A substitute, a true body, the truth comes to light.
Just listen to Yan Laomo say in a deep voice: "It's just a head-on fight, tugging and tugging, it's ugly. Whoever wins, just go and get it."
The casual cultivator surnamed Han said plainly: "Very good."
The two of them actually completely ignored Palace Master Xuan Bing and Gui Wujiu.
Then, there was a fierce battle.
The two bodies turned into phantoms, separated and rejoined, and various magical powers and magic weapons were used continuously.
After more than a hundred breaths of dazzling fierce battles, the young man named Han, who was not famous and had no leaks, was the winner. Not only was he better in the magical way, but also the accumulation of magic weapons and the number of trump cards actually overwhelmed him.
The old flame demon.
After the last fatal blow of the spirit bone blade possessed by the old demon Yan, it was transformed into a small cauldron by the young man surnamed Han. The victory or defeat was finally decided.
Gui Wujiu lamented: "I made a lot of mistakes."
Qin Menglin frowned slightly and said: "This is also right and wrong, and that is also right and wrong. In different worlds, the ways of doing things are also different."
Gui Wujiu is optimistic about Xiao Henshui.
This person broke the promise on the spot, which seems short-sighted. But his real intention is to create a kind of psychological pressure and intimidation. Because he is good at escaping and ghost killing, but not good at head-on fighting. Therefore, he constructs his own character image in this way and controls his actions.
It can move forward and retreat freely, which is extremely convenient.
Qin Menglin is also optimistic about Xiao Henshui, but he is ranked slightly lower than Yan Laomo. This person has rich means, more experience, and extraordinary decision-making.
These two people are No. 3 and No. 6.
As for the casual cultivators with the surname Han.
Although this person's skill is only inferior to that of Lord Changping, and he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. However, he is often too cautious in the details of his actions. If he lacks the belief to move forward, it is easy to cause disasters due to missed opportunities. Many times, it is not you.
If you want stability, you can achieve stability.
His number is number nine.
Neither Gui Wujia nor Qin Menglin think highly of him.
But things in the world are mysterious. This low-key and cautious casual cultivator finally made it to the end.
At this moment, the young man surnamed Han walked out of the palace with a gourd in his hand, looked coldly at Palace Master Xuanbing, Gui Wujiu and the other three, and said coldly: "It is inevitable that the three of them will be searched for their souls in the future, so Han will have to take the three of them."
Killed."
Before he finished speaking, a cold glow appeared in his palms.