Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 353
There is no need to take the initiative to attack, and everyone has more choices. Soon, various formations are arranged in the surrounding hundreds of feet of open space, either offensive or defensive. With the assistance of formations, it will be easier to wait for work at ease .

Wufeng and the others also arranged a hundred-turn-thousand-turn formation, which is suitable for a large number of soul beasts.

The dialect didn't enter the Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Formation, but it was still driving the stone formation plate, which is not much different from the formation.

When everyone was arranging formations here and recovering their mana, they suddenly felt a terrifying aura, turned their heads and looked back, and saw the red-browed Taoist above the pool.

I saw the red-browed Taoist standing more than a dozen feet above the pool water, with a big bronze cauldron in front of him, gusts of sinister wind mixed with the breath of ghosts overflowed from the big cauldron, scattered in all directions, and the entire pool water was blown away in a short time. Shrouded, the original milky white mist quickly turned gray-brown. During the tumbling, countless ghost-faced heads were transformed. There was no expression on the straight face, only a breath of indifference.

The red-browed Taoist urged the big cauldron to move, and after the mist covered the pool water, he played several spells in his hand, and mana fluctuations spread into the big cauldron in front of him, and those straight ghost faces instantly became distorted, moving towards the bottom pool pressed down.

The calm water in the pool suddenly boiled like boiling water, the sound of gurgling shook the sky, and a wave of fluctuations came from the depths of the pool water. After a short time, the pool water disappeared, revealing a large pit tens of feet deep. There are runes all over it, which seems to be a restriction, but I don't know what is under the restriction.

The ghost-mask breath from the bronze cauldron continued to seep into the ground of the pit, and the runes had changed a little, and the restraint seemed to have loosened a little.

Strands of black breath escaped from the bottom of the pit, and after leaving the ground, they gradually gathered into a thick line, flowed upstream, and poured into the bronze cauldron in front of the red-browed Taoist.

Seeing these black qi, Fang Yan's heart moved. Others may not know it, but dialect is very clear. It is clearly black devil qi, or extremely pure black devil qi. In the Peach Miasma Armor, otherwise it would be difficult to pass the test in the Black Demon Realm, but after returning to the cultivation world, he never stimulated the black devil energy, but unexpectedly encountered it again on the Great Soul Star.

Judging from the purity of the black devil energy, it doesn't look like the passage leading to the dark devil world. In the dark devil world, such pure black devil energy can only be found in places where big people practice. Could it be that under this layer of restrictions, it is imprisoned? Is it a monster?
It's just that the black magic energy is useless for ordinary monks to cultivate, but it will affect the spiritual consciousness. Except for the magic refining method that humans living in the black demon world have no choice but to figure out, Dialect has never seen anyone else use the black magic energy. Even the people surnamed Huang are now many times better at absorbing spiritual energy than before. Why does the red-browed Taoist want this black devil energy?
Everyone waited to see, and suddenly noticed that the breath of the soul beast in the distance suddenly became irritable, and at the same time, they heard Feng Yong's message: "Everyone pay attention, prepare to meet the enemy, and stick to it for half an hour."

At this moment, the mist that covered the pool water before has completely penetrated into the big pit below. Without the mist, or attracted by the black magic energy, the soul beast that was originally standing in the distance turned towards this side in an instant. coming.

Hearing that it only takes half an hour, everyone is relieved. With so many defensive formations, it only takes half an hour to resist the spirit beast. This mission is very easy. After the mission is over, you can still use it in this cave. Explore among them, maybe you can find many treasures of heaven and earth.

Everyone stood in various formations with a relaxed face, activating the magic weapon in their hands, waiting for the soul beast to attack.

Seeing that everyone was getting ready, none of the dozen or so Wantianzong monks showed a relaxed expression. They were worried that these Jindan monks were not hired.

"Senior Brother Feng, can Master succeed this time?"

"It's definitely possible. Master has been preparing for this for decades and has collected so much ghost energy. It will definitely be successful."

"Hmph, as long as the master is successful, the head teacher in two years' time must be the master's."

"Sure, even without this incident, Master still has a great hope of becoming the head teacher."

"If this is the case, we can also practice permanently in the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Heavens, so why not be afraid of Chang Feng and others."

"Okay, don't discuss this for now. The soul beasts are coming, so we must keep them out of the Demon Sealing Pond no matter what. They must not disturb Master's actions."

At the same time, in the secret realm of the Wantian Sect, tens of thousands of miles away, there were two monks sitting cross-legged in a secret room. You could tell from their aura that they were both Nascent Soul monks.

"Brother Master, the red eyebrow is finally gone. If he really succeeds this time, then next time..." the person sitting next to him said, the one above turned out to be Tai Yuanzi, the head teacher of Wantianzong.

"Junior Brother Qianfa, go to practice with peace of mind, and ignore other things." Tai Yuanzi said.

"But, senior brother, that's a clone, and that's a method that can only be used by great monks who are distracted."

"Junior brother is at ease, I have my own plans for my brother." Tai Yuanzi waved his hand, signaling Taoist Qianfa not to say more.

Hearing the elder brother in charge speak like this, even though the Taoist Qianfa wanted to ask something, he finally left without saying anything.

After Taoist Qianfa left, Tai Yuanzi, the head teacher of Wantianzong, showed a strange smile: "Junior Brother Hongmei, do you think that is really a clone? Is it so easy to collect a clone? It should be time to seal the demon Come on, let Brother Wei see what kind of abilities you have, and also see if the puppet bought with thousands of spirit stones is worth it."

As he spoke, a stream of water mist sprayed out from his hand, and in the mist, a blurry figure slowly appeared, and after a few breaths, the figure within it became clear, and it was the cave where the dialects were staying.

Cultivator Nascent Soul definitely does not have this kind of skill, and he was able to detect scenes tens of millions of miles away. However, among the group of soul beasts in the distance, there was one soul beast that never charged into the cultivator's place. In the formation, it is just mixed with many soul beasts and hovering around.

Dialect naturally didn't know that someone was spying on him, and even the red-browed Taoist inside didn't have the ability to sense the prying breath from thousands of soul beasts.

What Fang Yan has to face now is the rushing soul beasts. Thousands of second- and third-tier rushing, only a few dozen scattered on each person's head. With the help of formations, the task is indeed not difficult. With a lot of effort, the first batch of spirit beasts that rushed over were killed, and none of the monks was injured.

But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the second batch and the third batch of more soul beasts had already arrived, and they only had time to throw a pill into their mouths, and then urged the magic weapon to charge up. It was arranged temporarily, and could not bear the continuous impact. The soul beasts trapped in the formation must be killed as soon as possible, so as to ensure the safety of the formation and also ensure their own safety.

Finally, a formation was washed away, and there were casualties among the monks. Seeing a gap, more than a dozen Jindan monks of Wantianzong immediately took action to block the gap, and asked the monks behind to rearrange the formation.

After the second and third batches of soul beasts were exterminated, everyone's eyes showed solemn expressions. Less than one-fifth of the time had passed, and one person was killed, one person was seriously injured, and several people were slightly injured. They all just broke through the formation Afterwards, the task was not as easy as imagined due to being besieged by a large number of spirit beasts. These spirit beasts were very different from the ones I hunted and killed in the past.

It was the first time for Fang Yan to kill third-level soul beasts in this way. He thought he would be able to reap a big harvest, but what surprised him was that these soul beasts were not small. Later, it was discovered that the demon cores in their bodies were worse than those in the early stage of golden cores, and those condensed souls, dialects were not yet capable of collecting them like Cang Daoyu.

Tai Yuanzi in the secret room of Wantianzong's secret realm has been observing the situation in the Mangu cave in front of the water curtain. Seeing this, he suddenly sighed: "It's time to come out, junior brother Hongmei, you want to come out?" Take care of yourself."

Just before his words fell, many monks in Mangu Cave who were trying to recover their strength suddenly noticed a different kind of aura, which was a hundred times colder than the aura exuded from the red-browed Taoist cauldron just now , It shot straight into the souls of everyone, even the Golden Core cultivator couldn't help but shuddered, what's more, his soul was frustrated, and he sat cross-legged.

Dialect's heart shuddered, this breath was very monotonous, just like Feng Nu's autumn fan, if Feng Nu's autumn fan exudes the bleakness and sadness of autumn, then this breath is the harshness and chill of winter, but it is strong a lot.

The many monks who were shocked looked towards the place where the breath came from, and saw the astonished expression of the red-browed Taoist. The big cauldron in front of him was still using the cold breath, but the black breath was no longer going deep. The cauldron poured into the cauldron, but gathered into a cloud of black mist, and the strange aura just now was emitted by this cloud of black mist.

These black mist are like a big mouth that opened, swallowing the breath of countless ghost faces gushing out of the cauldron, and the speed of the breath gushing out from the cauldron is much faster than before.

Looking down along the black mist, they saw the black air that was still floating out of the rune restriction room in the big pit. Seeing such a situation, everyone felt that the situation seemed to have escaped the control of the red-browed Taoist .

At this moment, another batch of soul beasts came over, not as many as before, but they were all third-order soul beasts, all of which exuded golden core aura. Before, there were only a few second-order soul beasts mixed with them. Everyone can easily deal with only third-order soul beasts, but now there are hordes of third-order soul beasts attacking, and the method is single. Under the bombardment of so many golden core cultivation soul beasts, several formations collapsed within a few breaths up.

However, the cold breath behind him was still invading, and the monks had to allocate part of their energy to resist. Originally, they were waiting for a rabbit, but they became enemies in an instant.

Tai Yuanzi in Wantianzong's secret room saw this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even wider: "Junior Brother Hongmei, do you really think that you can succeed in breaking the restriction with a high-grade spirit weapon, the soul-refining cauldron? The ancestors met back then None of the five Nascent Soul cultivators succeeded, do you think you can do it with a hundred or so Golden Core cultivators? It’s ridiculous, it’s just a pity that so many Golden Core cultivators have been lost, but it’s okay, it seems that Wantian Sect can expand not enough."

He also, with a wave of his hand, the water mist in front of him slowly dissipated, and he closed his eyes to practice again, but he stopped paying attention.

The people in Mangu Cave Mansion were not as relaxed as Tai Yuanzi, one after another the formations were washed away one by one, even if the formation formed by a dozen or so monks from the Wantian Sect was quite powerful and could instantly kill third-order soul beasts, they couldn't care less Loopholes appeared in many places at the same time, and kept blocking from left to right, but the red-browed Taoist with the highest cultivation base still stood still, still urging the big tripod in front of him.

After a while, many monks fell into the siege of spirit beasts, and in just a stick of incense, more than a dozen people were killed and fell, but the gap that was exposed was still filled by the monks of the Golden Core of Wantianzong.

The situation was getting worse and worse, and soon some people thought about evacuating, and it was true that they accepted the employment mission, but no one would do it if they lost their lives for it, even if the opponent was Wan Tianzong, these people would soon I found out that the target of these soul beasts is not myself and others, what they are going to is only the big pit where the red-browed Taoist is.

When one person leaves, more people follow.

"Bastards, they are all bastards." When the monks escaped, more gaps appeared. No matter how hard the ten thousand Golden Core monks of the Wantian Sect tried, they couldn't save the situation. The sound of shouting.

The situation in the big pit also changed. The red-browed Taoist looked angry and urged the magic formula. The big cauldron in front of him slowly fell downwards. Looking carefully, it was not the red-browed Taoist who was urging it, but it seemed It was the mass of pure black devil air below that sucked the cauldron down, but the red-browed Taoist wanted to take back the cauldron but couldn't.

What is it?The monks who glanced at this scene had doubts in their hearts. The red-browed Taoist is a Nascent Soul monk, or a monk in the middle of the Nascent Soul. A mass of black mist, and it was not even discovered who its owner was.

Thinking of the people here, they stayed away from here one after another. Being able to bully the Nascent Soul cultivator into such an existence is not something Jindan cultivators like himself can resist.

Only Dialect, who has experienced the experience of the Dark Demon Realm, recognized what was in front of him. This is clearly the incarnation of the supernatural powers used by high-level demons. Now Dialect can be sure that there must be a demon under the pit, and the level is definitely not high. Low, just the avatar released through the restriction can overwhelm the Taoist with the red eyebrows, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and one can imagine how powerful the devil below is.

Could it be that the red-browed Taoist originally wanted to seize this incarnation outside his body?Dialect secretly guessed in his heart.

In the end, the red-browed Taoist couldn't fight against the black mist, and the cauldron disappeared into the black mist.

"Ah." The red-browed Taoist's talisman was taken away, his body trembled, and he shouted loudly. Everyone found that the red-browed Taoist had been seriously injured. There was only one possibility. This big cauldron was his natal magic weapon. If it wasn't for the magic weapon of fate, it is absolutely impossible to lose the magic weapon and be seriously injured.

At this moment, the surrounding soul beasts no longer paid any attention to the many Golden Core cultivators who had escaped from the occupation, rushed past the cultivator's defense line just now, and reached the big pit, but none of them went down, but towards the red-browed Taoist in mid-air After the impact, hundreds of third-order soul beasts seemed to go crazy, and they exploded one after another within a few tens of feet of the red-browed Taoist. They all turned out to be demon pills.

Everyone around looked dumbfounded, what's going on, why does the spirit beast have such an abnormal situation, ants are still living secretly, let alone these spirit beasts that already have wisdom.

"Ah." Nascent Soul cultivator Hongmei Daoist uttered a second scream in just a moment.

"Master." Feng Yong and the others, who were killing soul beasts outside, also heard the screams of the red-browed Taoist. Looking back, they saw their master looking a little embarrassed.

The red-browed Taoist understood the situation in front of him. The enemies below were far beyond his imagination. Unable to withstand the self-exploding bombardment of so many soul beasts and demon pills, his injuries aggravated a bit after just one hit. Today, no matter what, he will not be able to win the soul refining cauldron. The apprentice shouted "Let's go."

Everyone in Wantianzong urged the magic weapon to fly away to the outside, followed by a group of spirit beasts chasing after them, and when they flew halfway, they saw the flying boat that carried them, and more spirit beasts rushed towards them. It is difficult to achieve any effect after reaching the top, and after a few breaths, there is no trace of it anymore.

At this time, many monks also realized that the red-browed Taoists of Wantianzong had already abandoned themselves and others, and now it was the turn of Jindan monks to scold Wantianzong. This place is tens of millions of miles away from his cave. I don't know how many high-level monsters there are along the way. These Jindan monks don't have the magic weapon of flying away like the flying boat of Wantianzong. Now they are thrown here, how can they suppress the anger in their hearts, but few of them think of their own magic weapon just now. The same is true for giving up the other party's employment mission.

After the red-browed Taoist master and his disciples left, the dissipated mist slowly floated out from the ground, and the spirit beasts around the pit flew outward again.

The many monks who discovered the situation no longer cared about scolding Wan Tianzong. They saved their lives first. Seeing that the vicinity of the big pit had become a forbidden area for spirit beasts, a few people jumped into it immediately. The rest of the people saw that these people were not affected by that The black mist attacked, and they all quickly moved a few times and escaped in, but no one approached the big pit, and they all stood at the outermost edge.

None of the Golden Core cultivators would be fools. After venting a bit, they all began to think about the situation in front of them. When the red-browed Taoist came back to help him and the others, no one knew it would be impossible.

Fortunately, although the spirit beasts gather outside, this is still a safe place for the time being. As long as the black mist in the big pit no longer shows its power, I and others only need to stay here for a while, and when the spirit beasts gathered outside disperse, there will be a safe place. Taking the opportunity to leave, many monks have already started to plan to search in this cave. This is a cave, and it has been known that it has not been owned for many years, so maybe they can find some heaven-defying spiritual objects.

Fang Yan also gathered together with Wufeng and the others again, and found that except for the monk surnamed Bai and himself, the rest of them were slightly injured.

"Fellow daoists, what are you going to do?" Wufeng didn't expect this to happen, he was worried about his sect, if his three brothers and sisters fell here, the sect would be doomed forever. But it is not easy to go back safely.

Before the few people around could open their mouths, a breath suddenly swept towards the Golden Core cultivators gathered here, which was exactly the bitter breath that they felt just now.

Everyone in shock was about to fly away, but found that the breath was only swept away, and calm was restored in an instant.

"Where is Fang Daoyou?" Wufeng suddenly found that after the breath disappeared, the dialect standing in front of him also disappeared.

(End of this chapter)