Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 846

When the three mid-stage distracted monks were exploring the statue full of evil spirits, the surrounding black air affected their senses, and none of them noticed a wave flashing behind them, and a figure floated out.

The figure that floated in was the distracted early junior cultivator, Dialect, whom they wanted to kill all the way.

Dialect noticed the three people chasing after him earlier, he personally condensed the formation runes, and brought a group of distracted middle-stage monks here. Naturally, he would not let them come in to collect benefits, just like the one who was tricked into the Senran scroll before. , the dialect wanted to plot against them, facing the enemy, wanting to kill his own enemy, the dialect has always had the same or even worse killing intent, the one who was hunted down by them fled in embarrassment a moment ago, but just when the dialect sensed Wu Zuhuang The moment the door of the tomb was opened, he knew that the opportunity for revenge, which he thought would take a long time, had arrived ahead of schedule.

The dialect that just flashed out was surrounded by a layer of black mist, without the slightest ripples. The dialect in the black mist swept around at will, and after a little sensing, he felt a little residual breath in front of him just after the battle. There were also faint fluctuations, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Compared with the deadly dark energy outside, the unknown black energy here is not harmful to the dialect at all, but has some benefits. It was precisely because of these black energy that the Vatican Jue body training has undergone a qualitative change. , here, can be described as the home of the dialect.

After scanning for a while, it was discovered that the mid-stage distracted monks who had entered here first had already wiped out all the monsters that had been transformed. The dialect paused in one direction, and then escaped again, and re-entered the Senran Scroll There was no trace of it.

The three mid-stage monks over there are still exploring the truth around the several-foot-tall ancient ferocious beast statue, watching the surrounding black air continuously pouring into the statue, the murderous aura in the statue's eyes is getting stronger and stronger , no matter who it is, they know that going on all the time is definitely not a good thing. Looking at the fierce eyes of the statue, the three mid-stage monks who were distracted even felt a little palpitation.

The three of them have tried repeatedly, wanting to knock down the statue completely, but no matter whether it is various techniques or magic weapons, they were blocked by a rippling ripple before they got close to the statue's body, and then disappeared. Without a trace, not only around the statue, but also on the ground under his feet, there were also rune fluctuations on the top of his head, which shocked the three mid-stage monks who were distracted into the air.

"Witch runes?"

"What kind of method is this? Even those ancestors in the late stage of distraction can hardly arrange such a method."

I had seen similar runes before when I was facing monsters, and now I found a more powerful rune in front of this statue. The three mid-stage monks stopped in mid-air and looked at the flashing runes around them. , but I was shocked in my heart. Although this rune is rare and does not belong to the kinds of ordinary monks, the three of them who have practiced for tens of thousands of years can still see that these runes are similar to the runes used by the witch clan. It is very similar, but much stronger, or should be said, so powerful that there is no limit.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in the minds of the three distracted mid-stage monks, and they glanced at each other. Unbelievable voices came from the throats of the three of them. Gululu was indistinct as if they were talking with a sip of water in their mouths, but everyone But they all understood the words of their companions, and all three of them said the same word: "Inheritance of Wu Zu?"

Everyone knows the history of several major sects in Xuanlan Realm. Tianxing Sect, Baiyuan Sect and other major sects have been inherited from ancient times, and have not gone down for thousands of generations. It is still an existence that no one can underestimate.

Although there are many sects that are not as good as these sects, they have led their own sects to a very high level with the help of geniuses who appeared in a certain generation, but these are not what many casual monks yearn for. What casual cultivators really yearn for is the process of the rise of those great powers. Without exception, the Blood Emperor, the War Emperor, the Martial Emperor, and the Bone Emperor all rose to the sky because of the inheritance of an ancient figure, especially the Martial Emperor lineage. Tens of thousands of years ago, the current Emperor Wu was still the first Emperor Wu.

Suddenly found that he had entered the barren mound left by ancient figures who were most likely as famous as the Blood Ancestor, the War Ancestor Martial Ancestor, or even the even more famous Wu Ancestor. The three of them couldn't believe it for a while. What does this mean? , It means that if you get the inheritance here, you can become the same existence as the ancestors in Xuanlan's domain in the future.

"Hahahaha, Wu Zu, it's actually Wu Zu's barren tomb." The voices of the three sounded one after another, whether it was Taoist Zhou Hao who was always cautious, Taoist An Xiong who was always meticulous, or Taoist Lone Eagle who was powerful and powerful. It was the same inexplicable excitement. No monk would remain indifferent under such a situation, especially the mid-stage monk who thought he was capable of being distracted. It was even more frenzied outside, even looking at the statue in front of him, it seemed that there was a lot of kindness.

Zhou Haodao was cautious by nature, but he thought of other things first: "Two fellow Taoists, no matter whether it is the real Wuzu Huangzuo or not, we need to find a way out first."

Hearing Taoist Zhou Hao's words, the other two also reacted. They seemed to be excited too early. Now they just found a few similar runes of the witch clan. It is not certain whether they are inherited from the ancestors of witches, but they are really witches. It is still unknown whether the ancestral barren tomb can be inherited.

"That's right, we just checked the surroundings. This is a platform of hundreds of feet, surrounded by supreme barriers. I tried it just now. Even if we bombard it with all our strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to damage or even explode. Open, that is no longer an existence that we can recognize, the key should still be on these two statues." Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Taoist An Xiong's mind turned rapidly, considering the current situation, he expressed his judgment in a moment .

I have always been convinced of Taoist Anxiong's deduction, but there is nothing on this platform except for two statues and a groove. Taoist Lone Eagle and Taoist Zhou Hao nodded in agreement after hearing this.

The next thing is that there is no need to discuss too much, just knock down the statue and look at it.

The more violent fluctuations flashed immediately, and the three distracted mid-stage monks joined forces to attack, what kind of power, all kinds of bombardment and killing methods and skills moved towards the standing statue, no matter how strong the rune was, there should always be The first limit is that the plan of the three is to completely break or grind the rune defense, and then completely destroy the statue.

What disappointed them was that the power of the runes that flashed from time to time far exceeded their imagination. The bombardment of landslides and ground cracks approached them, but a faint ripple spread out. Taoist Lone Eagle had already raised his longbow, a wave that annihilated everything He shot at the statue, but was still lightly blocked by the rune, all that was left was that the ripple was a little bigger.

While he was still swinging and attacking, Taoist Zhou Hao's voice suddenly sounded: "The statue seems to have moved."

Lone Eagle and An Xiong also cast their eyes on the statue, and found that the statue's eyes flickered suddenly, and then there was another wave flickering, and a power suddenly flashed out.

"Another seventh-order monster?"

"It's still an illusion."

"Huh? It's much stronger than last time. Could it be that this ghost thing will be strengthened again and again?"

"The statue over there should also be transformed at the same time."

"Zhou Hao, you go over there first, and hold back the other transfigured monster. I will join hands with An Xiong to kill this one first."

Seeing a cloud of black mist flashing in front of them, and the figures of monsters in it, the three of them shouted immediately, and the last sentence was an order from Taoist Lone Eagle.

After answering, Zhou Haofei walked towards the place where the fluctuation came from, and disappeared in an instant.

The Lone Eagle and Anxiong both urged the skills in their hands. It was a seventh-level monster with enhanced power, and it was still a seventh-level monster after all. Tighten it up, in less than a quarter of an hour, the figure of the transfigured monster had already dimmed a lot, and with a miserable cry, it turned into wisps of black air and was killed again.

At this moment, there was a miserable cry from a distance, and the two people who were about to escape were immediately startled: "Zhou Hao?"

(End of this chapter)