Fairy

The fragrance inside the pill bottle is like a poison that urges death. Wherever the fragrance goes, the pill bottles are broken one after another, with the sound of breaking one after another.

"What the hell is going on here?" Wang Xian's expression turned cold after the sudden change, he circulated his true energy and protected his body with stellar energy.

There was a rattling sound, and the entire pagoda shook and spun rapidly, like a huge spinning top.

What happened was beyond Wang Xian's imagination. He felt dizzy and wanted to rush out of the pagoda, but found that the space he was in had become a claustrophobic space. How could there be a way out?

The pagoda rotated like a top, cracked the ground, and went underground at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye. Soon, the soil quickly leveled the ground, as if there had never been a pagoda here.

Outside the restriction of the valley, five old monsters in the Nascent Soul realm worked together to break the restriction. They felt a fire in their hearts. They were not the first monsters in the Nascent Soul realm to rush into the valley. Little cultivators in the realm rushed into the valley. If this news got out, where would they face it?

The one who regretted the most was Qing Lao, originally he was just helping Wang Xian out of kindness, who knew that the little boy had a magic weapon to break through the valley's restriction, and broke into the valley by himself first.

"Will the Yuling Pill and Yuanying be plundered by that little baby? Isn't it that us old guys are working in vain?" the old woman of Suzaku Sacred Sect yelled, like a shrew who scolded the street, not as high as Yuanying The appearance of a person.

"Don't be afraid of this. Although the little boy broke into the valley and got there first, he must come out from these six roads. We will wait for the rabbit and snatch the Yuling Dan and Yuanying from him. Although it is a bit bullying by the big , but if we don’t say it, who else in the cultivation world would know? Haha!” the Nascent Soul realm old monster of the Artifact Refining Sect laughed.

"At the critical moment, we have to be ruthless. Everyone is a strong man who wants face, why not..." An old monster in the Yuanying realm of Daozong made a beheading motion. Fortunately, he is still a Taoist A soldier, the despicableness in his heart is a bit stronger than the villains in the common world.

The five old monsters were discussing and cracking the restriction. After spring and autumn, after three cold and hot days, the restriction was broken, and the five of them fled towards the valley like a rainbow.

In the valley, there are luxuriant grasses, whirling leaves, and swaying wind. How can there be a pagoda or Wang Xian?

"Where is the legendary Aurora Pagoda? Where is that little doll?" The old woman of Suzaku Sacred Sect flew around the valley with a radius of ten miles, looking for the pagoda and Wang Xian everywhere, but found nothing.

"Hmph! He must be hiding underground." Mu Lao's spiritual sense had already scanned the entire valley, but he did not find any traces of the pagoda or Wang Xian, only the deep underground spiritual sense could not detect it.

"Yes, we have to find him even if we lift the ground three feet away." Qing Lao was furious. For three years, regret had been tormenting him, and his Dao heart was almost moved. The ground lifted hundreds of feet.

Five Nascent Soul Realm monsters teamed up, and it was really earth-shattering. The ground in the valley with a radius of ten miles was raised to a depth of a thousand feet, and the whole valley became a thousand-foot abyss, but there was no trace of the pagoda or Wang Xian.

If Wang Xian knew that he was being missed by the five Nascent Soul Realm monsters, he would probably walk in fear, but at this moment, he didn't know where he was, he could only see the surging magma and the cracked ground.

"Could this be hell?" Wang Xian had this absurd idea. He summoned Gongsun Yang from the storage bag, took out a ghost knife from Huangquan, and shot the ghost knife towards the pagoda.

With a bang, the knife hit the tower body together, and countless sparks burst out, but the tower body remained motionless, while the Huangquan Ghost Knife cracked into pieces.

Wang Xian looked at the shattered Huangquan ghost knife with distress. He did not expect that the tower body was so strong that even the seventh-order magic weapon, the Huangquan ghost knife, could not be broken, but was shattered by the shock.

"What kind of material is this pagoda made of? Could it be"