My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 616
"Boom", there was a violent impact on the top of the head, and the inside of the giant cauldron was instantly plunged into darkness.

Dozens of starlights lit up immediately, and countless panicked faces were reflected in the dim and flickering light and shadow.

All of them held their heads up, staring blankly at the ten black shadows in mid-air!

Ten Purple Mansions!

Every time a cultivator crosses a great realm, there will be a qualitative breakthrough in strength.A cultivator at the early stage of Zifu can easily deal with eight or nine cultivators at the late stage of foundation establishment under normal circumstances.

In the middle and later stages of the Purple Mansion, this number doubled even more.

This is still under the condition that both sides have their own inheritances and have magic weapons by their side.

What if we were dealing with a Foundation Establishment cultivator who didn't have a magic weapon, and his feet were still bound, so he couldn't fly with his sword at all?

It's tantamount to a one-sided massacre!

However, among tens of millions of people, many people are looking forward to another miracle.

They set their sights on the Hongtan Club Helmsman who once led them to create miracles.

Pei Jian lowered her head, with an unshaven beard and dull eyes.

Chen Shimei passed away without even seeing her for the last time, which once again plunged him into great mourning.

He spent the last two days in a daze, and even though he was sent into the giant cauldron again today, he did not make any movement of resistance.

It's just a death.

Seeing him bowing his head and not speaking, countless people showed disappointment on their faces.

"I'm really going to die this time." The prisoners thought sadly.

"Seniors, wait a moment, the boy has something to say!" At this point, Yang Zhen could only stand up by herself.

There was no response from above, and the ten Zifus stood motionless as if they were statues.

The Yaozu gave them the order to do it after a hundred breaths, and the Fushou Ding had already started to operate at that time.

Yang Zhen didn't know this, but this just gave him time to continue talking.

"Seniors, this Fushou cauldron has its own space. The reason why the demon race drove us into the cauldron is to use us and other human races as medicinal materials to plunder our vitality, so that the demon master can prolong his life!"

The young man shouted hoarsely, the content was similar to what Pei Jian said last time.

However, this time, it didn't stir up any disturbance in the Zifu, but there were a few more joking faces.

"Do they not believe it, or do they already know?" Yang Zhen was suspicious, so she could only continue to say: "Everyone is a grasshopper on the same line. After the monster clan seals the giant cauldron and refines us, can all seniors be able to Are you spared?"

This sentence seemed to have some effect. Two Zifu turned their heads to look at the others, with uneasy expressions, as if they wanted to say something.

"Boy," a bald middle-aged man finally said in the air: "What is this Fushou Ding used for? You don't need a brat like you to tell this old man. You heard it just now. Kill them all, Lord Yaozun has refined enough spiritual liquid, he will naturally let me out..."

"What if there is not enough spiritual liquid? Or, what if the Yaozu doesn't keep their promises? If the Yaozu kept their promises, how could they deceive a group of crafting apprentices, not only not giving them spirit stones, but also sending them to a cauldron to die!"

Yang Zhen seized the loopholes in his words, pointed to several apprentices in the distance, and questioned loudly.

These words immediately attracted the echoes of the few apprentices: "Senior Mingjian, we are not prisoners, we were tricked into this place! You really can't believe the words of the monster race!"

There were a few more men in black looking at each other and their expressions changing in mid-air.

"Boy!" There was a hint of anger in the bald-headed tone, and he said viciously: "Even if what you said is true, so what! If the old man doesn't kill you, you will die if you go out, and you will not live! If the old man kills you, at least you will die!" There is some chance of survival!"

"Just because of this possibility, the old man has to do something, Tu Jiner waits!"

Speaking of this, the time must have come. This cultivator who is perfect in the Purple Mansion stopped talking, and raised his hand, a little yellow light shot out, which instantly turned into a golden spear, aiming at the young man's throat. ——

Go straight!

……

bluestone space
This is a sea of ​​white, yellow, red and purple flowers.

A purple-clothed girl was standing in the sea of ​​colorful epiphyllum flowers, dazed in a daze.

Normally, the colorful epiphyllum blooms only at night in early spring, and the flowering period is extremely short.But in the bluestone space, Yiyi can last for a long time, and even show their delicate and beautiful appearance in the daytime.

She made it for Xiao Yezi, because they are good friends.

Xiaoxiancao himself often comes here, and falls asleep peacefully in the sea of ​​fragrant and fragrant flowers.

There is a slight sweet smile on her delicate, rosy face, which makes you want to tease her.

Little Leaf plucked a petal, and brushed it towards the little girl's cheek, but when she came close, she loosened her fingers slightly, and the petal bounced back.

"Sister Yue'er said that tens of thousands of foundation-building monks will enter the space today, let sister Yiyi have a good rest!"

tens of thousands...

Little Ye Zi's heart was trembling, she had never seen so many monks.

Will our space not be able to hold it?

The space has been growing, it should be able to accommodate it!
Having lived in this place for three years, she now knows the space very well.

Sometimes, Yiyi would take her out to play, but she didn't like the original world outside.She likes it here, there are no scary monsters here.

Of course, not all of them were missing, but they were all caught and used as sparring partners.

She looked several miles away, and there were ten monks forming two small five-element formations, besieging a leopard demon in the late third stage.

This is Yang Zhen selected from among the rescued monks, and those who are good at fighting are specially trained.

Walking in the demon realm, you may not know when you will fight, and if you can improve your strength, you will have a better chance of survival.

These people originally had a certain foundation. After selecting the exercises excavated from the underground palace for them to practice, and each equipped with a suitable magic weapon, their strength has improved by leaps and bounds compared with the past.

It is not difficult for the small five-element formation formed by two teams of late-stage monks to deal with third-order monsters.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to hear the leopard monster wailing, rolling and falling to the ground, a bowl-sized wound on its abdomen was bleeding, and then, a big net covered its whole body.

"Okay, let's call it a day." Said the woman in white who was watching the battle.

"Yes, thank you Fairy Zixue for your advice." The ten people replied respectfully.

……

The little girl's eyes suddenly opened!

Yiyi jumped up!

"Sister Zixue, sister Yue'er, gather quickly, we're going to fight!"

Following her call, the woman in white in the distance suddenly felt a huge pulling force enveloping her, the white mist billowed, her figure disappeared, and she appeared next to the sea of ​​flowers in an instant.

Immediately after the figure flickered, Zhao Yueer also appeared.

There are more monks in the space, some are weeding in the Lingzhi Garden, some are practicing in the cave, some are resting in front of the alchemy furnace with their eyes closed, and some are playing chess with relatives and friends by the mountain stream. When the force came, one by one gave up resistance and let this force pull them far away...

These are all monks who have practiced the small five-element formation, are skilled in coordination, and are all in the late foundation establishment stage.

The last two were Jun Changan and a female cultivator named Mu Qingqing.

Both of them are early stage monks in the Purple Mansion.

Although Jun Chang'an was facing each other with swords and guns back then, that is already a thing of the past.Now his relatives and friends are all in the space, and he has long been determined to contribute to the space. He is also an old man in Huxiao Town, and he has been stagnant in the foundation building for many years, and he has already had the strength to attack the Zifu.

So later, Yang Zhen found a Purple Cloud Pill and gave it to him to help him advance to the Zifu, which became a great help for her.

Mu Qingqing was originally a rudder master of the Hongtan Society, and was rescued by Yang Zhen and others one time, and came to the space.This woman hates evil like a vengeful enemy, and she is utterly incompatible with monsters and beasts. She also has rich combat experience, so Yang Zhen also gave her a Ziyun Pill, and also served as her assistant in managing Anping Town.

However, there are only these two Ziyun Pills intact in the space, so in a short time, there will be no No. 3 Zifu.

People soon arrived, a total of two Zifu, [-] people who had practiced the small five-element formation in the late stage of foundation establishment, and Zixue, Zhao Yue'er and others. This is the maximum power that can be gathered in the current space.

"Yiyi, what happened?" Zhao Yueer asked.

"There are ten Zi Mansions outside." Yiyi replied, describing the situation inside the cauldron.

Everyone's heart sank.

These people can only entangle five Zifu in the middle and late stages at most.

"After going out, be sure to form an formation, save yourself first, and then save others!" Zixue said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

At this moment, Yiyi shouted loudly: "They are doing it!"

……

The golden gun, like a shooting star chasing the moon, pierced through the shady scene and pointed directly at the young man's throat.

Pei Jianhuo stood up and strode forward to grab the golden gun.

More people looked at Yang Zhen with gloomy faces, as if they saw a massacre that would start with the death of this young man.

No one is immune.

The golden gun is still three feet away from the throat!
The boy's complexion remained unchanged, the hair all over his body had already stood up, his muscles were tense, and his spirit was on high alert.

His [Sun Never Moves Shadow], the more critical the moment, the more he can stimulate his potential.

Just when his figure became blurred and was about to disappear on the spot, a purple lightning appeared out of nowhere from his chest and hit the gun head hard!
In the closed space that is almost dark, the electric light is shining brightly!Thunder, shocking!
A woman in white appeared in midair.

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　　PS: In the past few days in other places, I feel that the code words are not as regular as before. I will try to adjust as soon as possible.

　　
　
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