Learning the hardcore harem life of a princess

Chapter 1124

Seeing the shock on the face of the middle-aged black-robed monk, the yellow-robed monk felt relieved, and said with a faint smile: "How is it? If you tell me all the information about the ancient tomb, I will spare your lives. Even your juniors who used the sacrifice technique, I can let them survive, so that your Moon Sect can continue to pass on. Otherwise..."

This person smiled, and said with cold eyes: "Under the cultivation base of my dantian realm, you have absolutely no chance of escaping!"

A trace of despair appeared on the old face of the middle-aged black-robed monk, and then he let out a long sigh. Just when the handsome yellow-robed monk thought he was going to be captured without a fight, the middle-aged black-robed monk's body suddenly exploded, turning into several black rays of light, shooting to all directions.

Caught off guard, the yellow-robed monk watched these black lights shoot towards the surrounding forests, and finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. With a roar, radiant balls of light suddenly flashed from his body, shooting towards those black lights.

And his body also flashed for a moment, shooting towards one of the black rays of light.

After this person disappeared, the figure of the middle-aged black-robed monk unexpectedly reappeared in place.

At this time, his aura was extremely weak, but there was another afterimage of a crescent moon floating faintly above his head, allowing his weak body and spirit to maintain.

The middle-aged black-robed monk sighed, and with trembling hands, he took out a black pill from the storage bag in his arms and took it.

Then his aura began to rise slowly, and soon reached the level of a yin and yang mirror, but his aura was still extremely weak.

Only he himself knows that after using this secret technique just now, at least one-third of his skill has been consumed, and his lifespan has been shortened by half!
The real age of this middle-aged black-robed monk is actually not very old, but he looks so old from the outside. The main reason is that he has performed this secret technique twice, and if he performs it again, it must be a Dead word.

At this time, there was a sudden explosion sound from a distance, and the middle-aged black-robed monk faintly felt a sharp pain in his soul, which meant that a fragment of his soul that he released just now was completely strangled by the yellow-robed monk.

And if it wasn't for the genuine fragments of his soul that he released, he wouldn't be able to confuse the yellow-robed monk who had already advanced to the dantian realm.

Quickly glanced at the surrounding terrain, although he had only been to this mountain range twice, the middle-aged black-robed monk quickly locked his position, then glanced around, gritted his teeth, and went straight to a dangerous place .

Although the yellow-robed cultivator was temporarily hidden from him, with the strength of the opponent's dantian, he would soon wipe out all the fragments of his soul that he had scattered, and immediately found that his body was still alive, so he had to find a hiding place as soon as possible.

Therefore, that kind of natural danger is the best choice for middle-aged and elderly monks.

And the direction he was headed to was the miasma valley that Tantai Ziyu had chosen.Although the miasma is not that harmful to high-ranking monks, it is still difficult to get rid of, not to mention the blindness in the depths of the miasma, it is easy to be attacked by people, and it is easy to hide yourself.

And if it is scanned with spiritual consciousness, it may immediately arouse the attack and killing of fierce beasts hidden in the miasma.

The middle-aged black-robed monk was planning in his mind, and hurried to this valley.

If Tantai Ziyu knew about this scene, she could only lament that the heroes see the same thing, everyone is running for their lives.

After quickly crossing two mountain depressions, the middle-aged black-robed monk finally saw the valley filled with miasma. He felt relieved and was about to step forward when a whistling sound came from behind him. Just wanting to avoid the attack behind him, he took out an old and stained talisman in his hand, and wanted to stick it on his body.

But a sharp pain came from the left chest, he looked at his left chest in disbelief, suddenly there was a hole the size of a fist.

He barely raised his head, and saw the handsome monk in light yellow robes, looking at him calmly, and this man held the heads of three young men in his hands, looking very healthy and sunny, But the faces of the three were full of horror.

"Not bad, not bad, your secret technique of escape is really good."

The yellow-robed monk said indifferently; "Unexpectedly, even my spiritual consciousness was deceived by this secret method. You Moon Thief Sect really has some means, so it's no wonder that you can survive for such a long time."

The middle-aged black-robed monk was silent, just staring at the three connected heads in the hands of the yellow-robed monk, his eyes were full of sadness.

The yellow-robed monk sneered, threw the three heads in his hands to the middle-aged black-robed monk, and said with a sneer, "How about it? Have you thought about it? Do you want to submit to our Star Sect? Now you agree to submit to me, I will You can still be the master, and let you continue to pass on the orthodoxy of the Thief Moon Sect."

The middle-aged black-robed cultivator silently put away the heads of the three juniors. He did not know what kind of spell he used, so he shrunk the heads of the three to the size of a fist, and then carefully wore a stick around his neck. on the necklace.On this necklace, there are still a few heads, but they have already dried up abnormally. Only these three fresh heads are still rosy.

He lowered his head and stared at the three fresh heads. Then he raised his head, looked at the yellow-robed monk floating in mid-air, and shook his head lightly.

The yellow-robed monk saw this, his eyes narrowed, and he said regretfully: "In this case, I have to send you to reunite with your juniors!"

But the middle-aged black-robed monk made a little step, and suddenly withdrew his body backwards.

The yellow-robed monk did not expect the middle-aged black-robed monk to be able to perform such a movement when he was seriously injured when he was weak in performing secret techniques.

But that's all, he smiled disdainfully, then raised his finger and shot a bright light, heavily shooting at the middle-aged black-robed monk.

When the light hit the black-robed cultivator, he seemed to have predicted the arrival of the light. Instead of resisting it, he stepped down and his body rose into the air.Although this bright light shot through the right chest of this person, this person also used the power of this destructive light to leap several feet before his body flew into the air, and after he landed, although a fist was shot from both his left and right chests. The large hole, especially in the right chest, pierced his heart.

But the middle-aged black-robed cultivator didn't seem to notice that there were two holes in his chest at all. With one step, he flew into the dense miasma without stopping.

The yellow-robed monk at the back was about to chase, but suddenly felt that there seemed to be so many monks lurking nearby. After he hesitated for a moment, the important black-robed monk had long since disappeared, disappearing into the dense miasma.

(End of this chapter)