Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1389 Little Hell

"Disappeared……"

Tian Ermiao frowned.

Then, he looked up into the sky.

At this time, the sky was already the same as before, and it had already returned to normal.

It was sunny and cloudy.

"What did you think of?" Mu Mu asked.

"controller."

Tian Ermiao said these three words.

"As far as I know, the controller cannot come here." Mu Mu said.

"Although the words are correct, who knows what he means."

Tian Ermiao's eyes narrowed deeply.

He thought of the time when he met the white-robed master.

At that time, it was the Nascent Soul stage, and he only knew that the controller was very powerful.

However, he felt that he was prepared, and he could run if he couldn't beat it.

Tian Ermiao is now in the stage of becoming a god, and he knows how terrifying a monk in the stage of transforming a god is.

His so-called preparations are nothing more than a joke in the eyes of the monks in the transformation stage.

At that time, if the controller attacked him, he would definitely die!
Tian Ermiao took a deep breath.

Mu Mu asked: "What should we do now?"

"follow me."

Tian Ermiao headed in one direction.

He is fast.

Mu Mu followed closely.

Wherever he passed, someone recognized Tian Ermiao.

Just follow one by one.

Because, everyone guessed that Tian Ermiao was going to find the artifact!

Tian Ermiao brought Mu Mu to a place.

In front of them were long mountains.

The mountains undulate like a dormant dragon.

Moreover, you can faintly hear the voice of the dragon chant.

The dragon mark is here.

The movement of the dragon egg in Tian Ermiao's space inoculation was incomparably huge.

"Is it really an artifact?" Mu Mu asked in surprise.

"You can say yes, or you can say no." Tian Ermiao said.

"What do you mean?" Mu Mu asked again.

"If it is, it was before it was damaged, but now it is damaged, and it cannot exert the power of a divine weapon. Naturally, it cannot be regarded as a real divine weapon. However, it is certain that it surpasses a spiritual weapon."

Mu Mu was a little shocked by Tian Ermiao's words.

The cultivators in the transformation stage are quite difficult to kill.

Under certain conditions, the spirit weapon can kill a cultivator at the transformation stage.

Then, beyond the existence of aura, the lives of monks in the transformation stage will not be so safe.

That's why so many people followed.

They all stared at Tian Ermiao, but they didn't act.

It's watching.

"There are a lot of people coveting it, but they are all cultivators at the transformation stage." Mu Mu said.

"I am sure to get the dragon pattern." Tian Ermiao turned her head and glanced at the crowd.

Then, he soared into the sky and landed on a mountain top.

Just as Mu Mu was about to follow, Tian Ermiao's voice sounded, "Stay there and don't move."

It was hard for Mu Mu to understand, but this was not the time to clarify.

Mu Mu obeyed Tian Ermiao's words.

Tian Ermiao stood on the top of the mountain. He looked at those cultivators at the transformation stage, and said loudly: "Aren't you all from the dragon pattern? I can tell you right now that the dragon pattern is under my feet."

"Things that surpass spirit weapons are called dragon marks."

"Why did Tian Ermiao tell us that the dragon pattern is under his feet?"

"What can we do if we don't tell us? Can you still escape everyone's eyes, and then secretly take away the dragon pattern?"

"makes sense."

"If you are afraid of Tian Ermiao, stay, I want to get the dragon pattern."

A square-faced monk shouted.

"Qian Xing, everyone disagrees with your words. Who is afraid of Tian Ermiao? That is the past! Now, we are in the stage of transformation."

"That's right, cultivators in the transformation stage are not so easily killed, so what about Tian Ermiao?"

There were also people who saw Tian Ermiao killing the bald monk, and these people hesitated.

However, the attraction of the dragon pattern is too great, and with so many people, they still followed.

In a few breaths, everyone reached the top of the mountain.

Tian Ermiao glanced, "28 people, come to think of it, there are quite a few who have quit the Tongshen Ladder, this time the opening of the Tongshen Ladder has benefited many people."

"Where is the dragon pattern?" Qian Xinghe asked, a square-faced monk.

"It's right under your feet." Tian Ermiao said, pointing to the ground.

"Who can feel the Tao?" An old man asked.

"I can't feel it, but there is indeed Longwei here." Someone replied.

"What do you feel? Doesn't Tian Ermiao have a spiritual core there? Let him take out the spiritual core, and the spiritual core can guide the direction."

When one person said that, everyone was stunned.

The old man who spoke just now said coldly: "Take out the spirit core!"

"You are wrong."

Tian Ermiao laughed.

"Wrong?" The old man narrowed his eyes.

"It's not a spiritual core." Tian Ermiao replied.

"What is it if it's not a spiritual core? Stop talking nonsense and take it out!" Qian Xing yelled.

"That's a dragon egg, and he won't take it out."

A voice came from the mountainside.

"Dragon egg? Dragon pattern... Dragon egg..."

"Hand over the dragon egg!"

Everyone shouted.

"I said, he won't take it out." The voice below came out again.

This time, everyone looked over.

It was the figure of a man, and this figure was shrouded in Yin Qi.

It was as if this person had just walked out of hell.

At a glance, it makes people feel eerie.

Many people were surprised.

It was so dark that it didn't look like a living person at all.

Well, it looks like a walking corpse, and it is also a corpse with extremely terrifying strength.

"This person's cultivation has something to do with yin qi, even compared to supernatural powers." Qian Xing said slowly.

"That's right, this person is terrifying." The old man said.

"Hey, there is another competitor."

Someone sighed.

After a while, the figure came to the top of the mountain.

"Are you here to snatch the dragon pattern? If you want to participate, you have to worship the mountain."

A female cultivator in red said to the figure.

"Really?" the person asked.

"If you don't pay homage to the mountain, get lost!" the female cultivator in red yelled.

"Ha ha."

The visitor sneered twice.

Then, it caused overwhelming.

Swept towards the nun.

Look, the female cultivator in red is shrouded in Yin Qi.

A voice that can only be found in hell came out of the Yin Qi.

It sounds dizzying.

"This is my supernatural power, called Little Hell."

"Your Little Hell is very powerful, but you have forgotten that I am also a cultivator at the stage of transformation."

The body of the female cultivator in red appeared elsewhere.

"What does it matter?"

Hearing this question, the red-clothed female cultivator snorted, "A cultivator in the transformation stage can be killed so easily by your supernatural powers."

"is it?"

The voice was cold, "Do you have a mirror? I can look at your face."

The female cultivator in red hurriedly touched her face, it was nothing.

She was puzzled, and then she became even more puzzled. He saw panic in other people's eyes.

"what!"

Before the woman in red had time to ask, she covered her head and screamed.

In her mind, there are all the scenes of hell, ghost soldiers pressing ghosts one by one, no, that is not a ghost, it is the soul of the female cultivator in red.

"die."

The voice is still flat.

(End of this chapter)