Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen were deeply afraid of being caught up by the princess behind them.
I flew wildly in the air for several days without daring to stop and rest.
The two of them were already tens of thousands of miles away from Tianping City.
Although the two of them were in the middle stage of foundation building, their long-term flight had already nearly exhausted their mana.
Dongfang Zimo thought that he should get rid of the pursuers behind him, so he suggested finding a cave to adjust his breathing and mana.
Yang Chen's face was already extremely pale and he agreed silently.
Dongfang Zimo randomly found a relatively safe natural cave.
As soon as he patted the storage bag on his waist, four small black chess pieces fell to the surrounding areas.
A set of simple formations is completed.
Yang Chen was observing Dongfang Zimo's behavior from the side, his eyes fell on the formation again and he frowned slightly.
A magic disk suddenly appeared in Yang Chen's hand, and he made a magic formula, and several half-foot-long flags floated out.
A barrier composed of countless runes protects the entire cave and emits bright light.
Obviously, Yang Chen's formation is several times better than Dongfang Zimo's.
Dongfang Zimo's eyes lit up, but he was thoughtful in his heart.
"With this formation, even the golden elixir monks can resist one or two." Yang Chen said calmly, and he went into the cave to sit cross-legged and meditate.
Dongfang Zimo nodded and soon fell into meditation.
It took the two of them a day to recover 7788 of the mana they had consumed.
But this is not a place to stay for a long time, and I don’t know if the princess from Tianping City will catch up.
Dongfang Zimo and the others only stayed in the cave for one day before continuing on their way.
After flying for nearly half an hour, a town appeared in their eyes.
"Senior brother, why not go to the city's real estate market and have a look? Junior brother just needs to collect some magic weapons." Dongfang Zimo said with a thought.
"That's fine, let's go down and buy some magic weapons first. When we encounter the golden elixir monk, we will have a chance to escape." Yang Chen said calmly, looking down at the town below.
At that moment, the two of them circled in the air and then fell down.
Arriving at Zhongfang City, Dongfang Zimo looked around while walking.
Suddenly I saw a loft that was very busy, with more customers coming in and out than other stores.
Dongfang Zimo looked at the plaque and saw three big golden characters "Treasure Building" written on it.
"Let's go and have a look in front." Dongfang Zimo suddenly became interested and greeted Yang Chen beside him.
As soon as the two of them entered the palace, a man dressed as a servant came up to them with a smile.
"Two seniors, please tell me what kind of magic weapon you need to buy." The man only had the seventh level of Qi training. When he saw that the two were foundation-building monks, he said respectfully without hesitation.
"Your store is called Jubaolou, but why haven't I seen a single magic weapon? How dare you call it a treasure house with such scraps of copper and iron?" Yang Chen glanced at the magic weapons displayed on the counter and frowned.
said in a deep voice.
Although Dongfang Zimo didn't speak, the helpless smile on his face had already expressed the same thoughts as He Yangchen.
"Fellow Taoist, calm down. The things on this floor are not to your liking. All the good stuff in our store is on the second floor. I would like to ask two fellow Taoists to move to the second floor and take a look." A man in the store was dressed in gorgeous clothes.
As soon as the middle-aged man realized something was wrong, he immediately came over to replace the qi-training monk.
"Oh? Fellow Taoist said so, so it doesn't hurt to take a look." Yang Chen raised his brows and stared at the middle-aged man, realizing that he was a monk in the early stages of foundation building.
"Haha, please!" The middle-aged man smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
At the invitation of the middle-aged man, the two came to the second floor.
There are less people on the second floor, but all those who can come here are those with cultivation level above Foundation Establishment.
Dongfang Zimo's heart moved, and he glanced somewhere and found a monk staring at him.
When the monk saw Dongfang Zimo looking at him, he avoided his sight in shock and walked away.
Dongfang Zimo couldn't help but become vigilant.
"The magical weapons here are indeed much better than those downstairs, but do you have any magical weapons that can deal with the golden elixir stage?" Yang Chen glanced around, and then said something that made everyone present take a breath of air.
"Golden elixir monk!"
"Who is this person?"
…
The foundation-building monks who came to buy things all looked at Yang Chen with strange eyes.
Yang Chen frowned, glanced at them one by one with unkind eyes, and released his mid-stage foundation building skills.
Those monks with lower cultivation levels all felt that the air was tight and they felt like they could hardly breathe.
Although there are some monks who are in the middle stage of foundation building here, they don't dare to use magic power to resist them carelessly.
"Humph!" Yang Chen snorted coldly and collected his breath.
The monks immediately felt the pressure dissipate, and left in fear before they had time to take a deep breath of air.
A monk in the middle stage of foundation building just glared at Yang Chen with some resentment and walked out of the place immediately.
Dongfang Zimo glanced at Yang Chen and couldn't help but feel worried for him.
However, there were no late-stage foundation-building monks present. Yang Chen, who had been on the run for several days, had already accumulated a lot of anger in his heart. When he saw someone being disrespectful to him, he became so angry that he dared to be so indulgent.
At this moment, only the middle-aged man, Yang Chen and others were left on the second floor.
"Haha, my fellow Taoist is so powerful that I really admire you." The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said with a smile. He didn't seem to be afraid.
"I'm really ashamed that I drove away several customers from your store. I hope fellow Taoist fellow Taoist monks won't be angry." Dongfang Zimo apologized with his hands in hand.
"What the hell, these few customers may not like the items in our store, so they just left. What have they got to do with these two fellow Taoists?" the middle-aged man waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"This Taoist friend just said that he wants to use magic weapons to deal with the Golden Elixir monks. Hey, our treasure gathering building only has things you can't think of and nothing you can't buy. But this thing is not cheap." The middle-aged man said with a smile. When he mentioned the treasure gathering,
Lou has an indescribable sense of pride.
"Just bring the things. Why talk nonsense like this? I will lose a few spiritual stones to you?" Yang Chen said in a cold tone without changing his expression.
"Okay! You are so friendly!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard this. He patted the storage bag on his waist, and a box that was neither gold nor wood appeared on the counter.
"This is the "Elixir of Destruction" that was made by several alchemy masters. It is extremely lethal. Even a golden elixir monk would be afraid of it. The total price is one thousand five hundred spiritual stones.
." The middle-aged man opened the wooden box, and suddenly a frightening breath pressed down on everyone.
Yang Chen used the magic power in his body to isolate the discomfort.
Lying quietly in the wooden box was a golden bead, as big as a thumb, and it exuded a terrifying aura.
"I want it!" Yang Chen's eyes lit up, such a terrifying aura must be true, he directly threw out a bag of spiritual stones, and took the beads and the wooden box into his hand.