Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

The monk surnamed Chen naturally discovered this early.

The two short swords held in each of their hands are even more impermeable here, not giving the two of them the slightest chance to leave the battlefield.

"Hmph, wait a minute, see how I concoct you two. There

was a gloomy smile on his face from time to time, as if victory was in his hands.

Let Zhao Yanbo and Kong Ergou, who were fighting with them on the other side, sink their two hearts straight down.

It's just that the blood that keeps oozing from the corners of its mouth shows that its state at this time is not as simple as it seems.

Originally, there were twelve monks in this stone room, except for a few people who had left before.

If everyone rises up and attacks it, then the monk surnamed Chen has nine lives today, and I am afraid that he will lose eight lives here.

However, the remaining twelve monks had already disappeared from the side of the passage at the beginning of the three-man fight.

No one had the intention of stepping forward to face the enemy together, and they didn't know the truth of the cold lips and teeth.

This is the case in the realm of cultivating immortals, it doesn't matter to oneself, hang high, and the friends of the dead Dao do not die in the poor Dao!

Zhao Yanbo behaved in a decent manner at this time, without any impatience, and still attacked and defended in an orderly manner.

What he thought in his heart was that it was impossible for the Spirit Immortal Lord to watch himself die like this.

He, Zhao Yanbo, is now a backstage person.

If you let Wang Feng know, Zhao Yanbo has such thoughts in his heart at this time.

I can't say that I want to shout: "Your sister!"

Of course, Zhao Yanbo is like this, more due to the fact that Jian Lai has been hinting at him on the psychological level through ruthless verbal communication.

At this point, it seems that the effect is remarkable.

It's no wonder that he was ruthless at that time, and when he first heard that the sword came to this talent, he said that he wanted to go against the sky.

Zhao Yanbo is full of confidence here, on the other hand, Sun Ergou, a thin monkey face is about to turn into a bitter gourd face.

There is a big knife in his hand, although it is wielded interlockingly, but it is also invisibly less powerful than before.

It is in response to one drum, then decline, and three exhaustion.

But seeing those two pairs of mung bean-sized eyes constantly spinning back and forth, I don't know what crooked ideas they are having.

But it was said that the monk surnamed Chen, after spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, had not been able to get time to suppress the power of the backlash.

Not only that, but two foundation building monks kept attacking.

At this time, it can be said that the injury is on the injury, even if this battle is won by luck, there is no year and a half, and you don't want to recover to your peak.

The monk surnamed Chen naturally saw it, and the remaining twelve monks had already escaped from the stone room.

But he is also powerless, and he is helpless, just waiting to deal with the encounter in front of him, and then talk about anything else.

The hatred for Zhao Yanbo and Sun Ergou in front of him became a little heavier in his heart, and a pair of eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't drag it out like this any longer, otherwise even if he won this battle, he would not have the strength to fight again.

Don't forget that there were more than a dozen monks who stole away just now, and if they join forces to kill again, I am afraid that my own life will be explained here.

In the blink of an eye, you came and went, and it was another three or five rounds of fighting.

Think twice.

After parrying the blow of Sun Ergou's ring-backed broadsword, the monk surnamed Chen missed his body, slapped the storage bag on his waist, and sacrificed a golden talisman.

I saw that the talisman flickered in the air, turning into a golden bell shield and firmly protecting the monk surnamed Chen.

Looking at the thunder and lightning attack from Zhao Yanbo's axe, as well as Sun Ergou's ring-backed broadsword, they were all stopped, and they couldn't hurt the monk surnamed Chen in the slightest.

On the other hand, after the monk surnamed Chen sacrificed this vajra talisman, he sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to suppress the backlash brought by the essence blood.

Looking at it, it seems that he is very confident in the defensive power of this Zhang Vajra Fu.

What Zhao Yanbo and Sun Ergou didn't know was that the monk surnamed Chen's heart was dripping blood at this time, and his face was extremely ugly.

This treasure hunt is really stealing chickens and rice, and the treasure is not seen, not to mention, and such a precious third-order defense talisman has been lost in vain.

Zhao Yanbo, who had always been very calm, couldn't help but exclaim the moment he saw this talisman come out, "Third-order Vajra talisman." "

The defensive shield formed by this third-order vajra talisman is comparable to the magic power of the Jindan stage monks, and before the spiritual power of the seal in the rune paper is exhausted, it is definitely not something that the two of them little foundation building stage monks can break through.

When the monk surnamed Chen suppressed the injuries in his body, the consequences can be imagined.

Don't run now, wait when.

Zhao Yanbo threw the storage bag of Sun Ergou to him with his backhand, and took the first step towards the entrance of the passage and rushed out.

That Sun Ergou caught his storage bag, and he still didn't understand his thoughts.

Following Zhao Yanbo, he rushed towards the entrance of the passage ......

As soon as the two of them rushed to the outside of the passage, more than a dozen monks were ushered in in front of them.

Zhao Yanbo fixed his eyes and saw that it was not the dozen or so people who ran out of the stone room just now.

You didn't come forward to help with such a good opportunity just now, but now you want to take advantage of the fire to rob ......

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanbo suddenly became angry.

The spiritual power frantically poured into the thunder attribute axe in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a thunderbolt of light fell towards the twelve monks.

On the spot, two people were electrocuted into charcoal because they couldn't dodge, and they couldn't live.

Zhao Yanbo sent this blow, but he just vented the suffocation in his heart, and he didn't look at the result, his body moved in a flash, and swept farther away.

Sun Ergou, who came out after Zhao Yanbo, is also not a good-tempered person.

He picked up the ring-backed big knife in his hand, but saw a miserable sound among the dozen or so Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and three or five more people fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Here, after Sun Ergou rushed out of the crowd, he chose Zhao Yanbo to run in the opposite direction.

I don't know what kind of idea it has.

Zhao Yanbo, at this time, he has no spare time to take care of him.

Along the way, I also met three or five groups of monks who were still looking for treasures here, and they didn't say much, but they rushed away with a gust of wind.

Zhao Yanbo knew in his heart that if there was at most half a pillar of incense, the monk surnamed Chen should be able to temporarily suppress the backlash of essence blood.

............

At the same time, the three guys located in the meta-core space were not idle.

At this time, in the Yuan Core Space, it was because it fell into a refining hall.

In addition, this time, there were many and miscellaneous things that were moved in along the way, making the space that was already 100 square meters dwarfed.

It needs to be cleaned up urgently.

At Wang Feng's suggestion, the three of them were arranged with the refining hall, a building covering an area of 90 square meters, as the core.

The Hall of Alchemy is a three-story tower-shaped building.

On the first floor, there was nothing but a large refining furnace.

On the second floor, there are some shelves, on which there are some semi-finished products refined, and more refining materials and various ores.

The third floor is a place for meditation and rest.

First of all, it was Wang Feng who moved the three wooden bookshelves on the second floor of the Zhuxuan Pavilion, along with the bamboo slips on them, which were sent to the second floor of the Refining Hall with a wave of his hand and placed on one side.

After some meticulous sorting by Jian Lai and ruthlessly, the pill bottles that were found in the Pill Hall were placed on a row of empty wooden shelves.

As for Wang Feng on the first floor of Wenxuan Pavilion, the desks and futons that were moved in were placed on the third floor in an orderly manner, forming a lounge.

What really made the three embarrassed was the six dark green grimace bamboos that Wang Feng moved from the outside of the gate of Wenxuan Pavilion.

Although they were placed on both sides of the gate of the Refining Hall, Wang Feng, the owner of the Yuan Core, was also unsure of whether the Yuan Core Space could make plants grow.

I can only wait for a while and observe one or two.