Wonderland

Chapter 632
The other four people are obviously close to the limit, especially the woman surnamed Hua, whose delicate body is trembling slightly. According to Xiao Lin's estimation, in a day or two, this woman will probably run out of mana, and they will work together to drive it. The "Inverse Five Elements Erosion Array" had to stop.

Zhuo Haoran and the Nascent Soul monsters obviously also saw this.

"You must persist for another three hours. As long as the three hours pass, even if I cannot break the five-color restriction, I will not blame you, otherwise, hum." Shocked, then lifted his spirits, and once again vigorously stimulated the mana in his body.

Although Xiao Lin also looked precarious, he was actually the most relaxed among the five. Under his spiritual consciousness, he found that the aura on the five-color prohibition was already very dim.

Only a thin layer remains.

Several Nascent Soul monsters also obviously saw that the restriction was about to be broken, and they were all overjoyed, and their mana spewed out at an accelerated rate.

The mana of the Nascent Soul cultivator is much larger and more condensed than that of the Golden Core cultivator. It can be said that the two are basically two levels of power.

The surrounding Golden Core cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators also showed nervous expressions, and some of them couldn't help but want to move.

People are like this. When planning in advance, they may weigh the pros and cons and tell themselves not to be impulsive. But once the treasure is in front of them, they may lose their reason.

Immortal cultivators, from the moment they set foot on the immortal road, becoming an immortal has become the eternal goal in everyone's heart. Of course, for most immortal cultivators, they usually stop on the immortal road.

But this does not mean that these people want to accept their fate, it is a kind of helpless compromise to reality, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one wants to go one step further on the fairy road.

There are even some powerful monks, it is this kind of reckless behavior that allows them to obtain a great opportunity, and thus ascend to the sky in one step, becoming the top row among immortal cultivators.

The level of cultivation level will never be a measure of whether a monk is firm in his Taoism.

Originally, the monks surnamed Wang and the monks surnamed Lu were also full of excitement, and many people had already begun to slowly move towards the five-color prohibition.

Once the restriction is opened, several Nascent Soul monsters will inevitably fight fiercely. Under the fighting, they may not be able to fully take into account these low-level monks.

For them, it is not that there is no chance.

Of course, there are also many monks who have overcome greed with reason and chose to wait and see what happens. They will only choose to act when the most suitable time arises.

"Bang~~"

At this time, there was a clear cracking sound, and a crack appeared on the five-color barrier, followed by this crack, which was like a spider web, covering the entire five-color mask in an instant, and then shattered under the surprised eyes of everyone.

A pool about the size of Zhang Xu was revealed inside, and the pool was full of emerald green liquid. At the same time, an astonishingly rich aura spread out, shocking everyone's spirits.

In the center of the pond, stands a pitch-black lotus root about a foot high. The whole body is burning with black flames, which is very strange. It stands to reason that the incompatibility of water and fire is the law of heaven, and although the black flames are burning blazingly, they are not Affect the emerald liquid in the pool.

On one side of the pool, there stood a three-foot-high pure white beam of light. The beam of light exuded a faint white light, flickering non-stop, and beside the beam of pure white light, there was a plant with a pitch-black body growing.

This pitch-black plant is about a foot high and is divided into three branches. Three black leaves grow on each branch, holding a whole body green fruit.

"Sure enough, there is a piece of lotus root from Mingyan Black Lotus." A white figure suddenly shot towards the pond.

Impressively, it was Zhuobangyan, one of the three scholars of Jinke. His body rose into the air, and with his right hand stretched out, he volleyed towards the lotus root burning with black flames.

"Amitabha, benefactor Zhuo, be safe and don't be impatient." At this moment, a Buddha's chant sounded, followed by a dazzling golden light, which turned into a golden glow and rushed towards Zhuo Haoran.

"Pearl of rice grains." Zhuo Haoran couldn't help sneering when he saw the golden glow of Buddha's light rushing towards him, the folding fan in his hand was changed into a three-foot pure white long sword at some point.

After a slight sway, the sword energy suddenly became vertical and horizontal, and thousands of snow-white sword lights burst out of the air, sweeping away the golden glow of the Buddha's light in the sky, and smashed it to pieces.

But at this time, the figure of Bronze suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Haoran, and with the momentum of breaking a mountain in his hand, he volleyed towards Zhuo Haoran's head fiercely.

Just during this breath, the two arhats of the Tianzong of the Western Extreme Ancient Buddha have teamed up to face Zhuo Haoran.

At this moment, the expression on the face of the Black Flood Dragon King not far away froze, and a large swath of black demonic energy gushed out from his body, wrapped his body, and rushed straight towards the True Spirit Pond.

Patriarch Jinhe and Old Demon Yinkui were not idle either. The lotus root of Mingyan Heilian is a treasure that is rarely seen in ten thousand years. People also did not hesitate to start.

After all, whoever snatches it first will have an innate advantage. Even if he loses to the other people, he can escape immediately. Once he leaves this spiritual cave, others may not be able to find him by virtue of his own concealment methods. .

Seeing Patriarch Jinhe and Old Demon Yinkui teaming up, a gold and silver aura, with a golden knife and a silver ghost head in it, shot towards him.

The Black Flood Dragon King was enraged immediately, and the Tiandang Monster Banner appeared in his hand by itself, and while he was waving it, the demonic aura immediately spread across the sky, and a large group of hundreds of demonic auras condensed into a ball, shooting towards the golden and silver rays of light emitted by the two of them. .

Xiao Lin and the others naturally expected that once the five-color restriction was broken, several Nascent Soul monsters would inevitably take action to snatch it, so at the moment the restriction was broken, the five of them each sacrificed their magic weapons and dodged to one side at the same time. , but the eyes of the five of them were also staring at the few treasures in the True Spirit Pool.

Needless to say, the black plant with three green fruits is the legendary stepless elixir - Wannian Wuxian.

The snow-white three-foot pillar is a piece of innate spiritual root. As long as this kind of thing is transplanted into one's own cave, it can continuously absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, and turn one's cave into a blessed place of heaven and earth. On the other hand, it is not too much to give up.

Not to mention the emerald green liquid in the pool, the rich aura emanating from the True Spirit Divine Water made the five people show surprise and inexplicable expressions on their faces.

At this time, the man with the beard among the five people suddenly moved, and his whole body was wrapped in the aura of the magic weapon of protection, shooting towards the true spirit pool.

At the same time, a big hand with spiritual light manifested in the right hand and grabbed the black lotus root.

"Looking for death." At this moment, a bright silver-white sword energy suddenly cut through the void, and disappeared in a flash, and the figure of the man with the beard suddenly stopped in midair.

Immediately afterwards, the sword energy exploded, and the body of the bearded man was also torn to pieces under the sword energy. Even the primordial spirit was beheaded by Zhuo Haoran's awe-inspiring sword energy, and there was not even a scum left.

The faces of Xiao Lin and the others all changed drastically, and the woman surnamed Hua couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and shot straight back.

Xiao Lin's eyes were full of splendor, and he was thinking quickly in his heart.

The miserable situation of the bearded man made Xiao Lin give up his plan to take it directly. Although several Yuanying old monsters were fighting and fighting, Yuanshen was obviously watching the movement here all the time.

As long as someone dares to snatch it, they will inevitably encounter their attacks. A blow from a late Nascent Soul cultivator is absolutely fatal to Golden Core cultivators like them.

Xiao Lin thought that with his several spirit treasures and the Zilei Xingxuan Shield, he might be able to barely block the next blow, but it was only one blow.

In other words, if he makes a move to snatch it, there is only a slight chance. After all, Zhuo Haoran killed the big man with beard, and if the rest of the people make a move, they may not face Zhuo Haoran's blow, but It was a blow from the joint efforts of several Nascent Soul monsters.

Under such an attack, Xiao Lin had no doubt that his fate would be no different from that of the bearded man.

The rest of the Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators who were eager to try, after the big bearded man was directly torn apart, abruptly stopped their forward steps, and they all stopped with pale faces.

"Benefactor Zhuo, do you think that with one person's strength, you can fight against the two little monks and brothers?" Twelve golden beads appeared beside the white-faced monk at some point, and every time they shot out, they brought out golden light. .

Even when encountering Zhuo Haoran's awe-inspiring sword energy, he was not afraid at all. Under the light of the Buddha, a layer of impenetrable light shield was formed, enveloping the body of the white-faced monk.

"To deal with the two of you, one person Zhuo is enough." Zhuo Haoran's power was astonishing, and he exuded an aura of grandeur in the world.

Zhuo Haoran also changed from his previous appearance as a weak scholar, and became a war god who conquered the world.

He raised the long sword in his hand, and after a slight sway, dense and endless sword lights appeared, just like a sword turned into thousands of mouths, and the mighty sword energy filled the space hundreds of feet in front of him. It's like a wall of light covering hundreds of feet.

"Go." Accompanied by Zhuo Haoran's cold snort, the [-]-foot wall of light rushed towards the two people of the ancient Western Buddha Tianzong at an astonishing speed.

"The awe-inspiring spirit really deserves its reputation, and Zhuo Bang's combat prowess is the only one I have seen in my life. If this is the case, I don't care about hiding my clumsiness."

The white-faced monk's expression was solemn, and the twelve golden beads surrounding him swelled up one after another, surrounding the white-faced monk who was sitting cross-legged in the void.

A golden mask suddenly appeared, and at the same time, thousands of golden lights flickered faintly behind the white-faced monk's head.

The golden light was like golden juice, pouring over the whole body of the white-faced monk in an instant, and the white-faced monk suddenly turned into a golden man, and then looked at the snow-white sword energy in front of him, and pointed out.

(End of this chapter)