Chapter 212 Senior Gu Xiu, Peerless Master
If it weren't for his natal magical powers, he would have lost his soul.
But even so, if you continue to persist here, the result will probably not change anything at all.
hateful!
A trace of resentment flashed in the demon handsome man's eyes.
As the saying goes, a hero cannot defeat many people. Now he knows that taking things is a stupid choice. He will keep the green mountains and not be afraid of losing firewood. Today's grudge will one day revenge ten times a hundred times.
So he turned into a stunning rainbow and flew into the distant sky.
"I want to run, dream!"
A Jindan monk showed a cold smile on his face. When he whipped his sleeves, dense plant seeds flew out.
Spread beans into soldiers?
wrong!
In this case, there is no need. What he sacrificed is ariad of plants, but it is definitely extraordinary. It has been cultivated in the medicine garden for a hundred years.
Although it is not as good as magic weapons, it is definitely not inferior to ordinary spiritual weapons. The key is that it is extremely large.
Then he hugged his hands into a ball, and several magic tricks were shot out one after another, and he shouted lightly: "Du!"
Before he finished speaking, the seeds of the plants grew and germinated at an incredible speed, and then turned into immortal vines as thick as arms, like pythons, entangled towards the demon cultivator.
The short and fat demon handsome man changed color. Although the spell in front of him was mysterious, he could not do anything to him, but he could not get rid of it in a short while.
After a little delay, the escape opportunity he finally won was wasted.
"These hateful cultivators!"
As the sound of gritting teeth came to his ears, "bang", he actually transformed into his true form.
How do you think...
It's like a huge hamster, but its teeth and claws are much sharper, and there are also a pair of huge wings on its back. No, it's more suitable for bat-like bat wings.
In short, I can't tell what kind of monster it is, the species of demons are originally endless.
Then he flapped his wings and disappeared from the spot.
Breaking through the sky!
No, it is much more mysterious, this is his talented spell.
Unfortunately, the four golden elixir monks were already on guard, and they were lined up in four corners, each holding a magic flag in their hands.
Waving gently, colorful lights swarmed out. He was wrapped in layers of formations, and came to his ears with earth-shaking roars, but he was at the end of his strength. He wanted to escape, but he could never do it.
The demon general is like a tiger in a cage, and the situation of his demon generals is even more dangerous. If it were just those foundation-building monks, they were not afraid, but there was an old monster of the Golden Pill level among the enemy.
A big gap cannot be compensated by courage. In a blink of an eye, more than ten demon generals returned to the underworld, and the rest were all scattered as birds and beasts.
"Don't let go of none."
However, the Jindan monk gave a cold order, then moved his body and went to chase the fastest monsters. As for the remaining guys, they would naturally leave them to the disciples to deal with them.
Two or three fight one, and the other party has no intention of fighting and his morale is lost. Naturally, there is no reason to be invincible. In the end, all of them fell. None of the demons present had the chance to escape, regardless of their cultivation.
The whole battle was clean and neat, and it was obvious that all this was premeditated.
After the battle, several Jindan monks gathered together and repeatedly confirmed that there was no fish that had missed the net.
The five people were obviously relieved. After all, this was already deep in the demon cultivator forest. If one of them was not careful, the news leaked out and the large group of powerful demon clans would be unbearable.
As for the group of immortal cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, one and two showed excitement on their faces, but no one dared to walk around casually, standing with their hands down, waiting for the orders of the masters and uncles.
After a few breaths, the old man who was silly and without any worries turned his head: "You are all elite disciples of our sect. I believe that I am very puzzled. Why did we go to the territory of the demon clan after a lot of trouble? We have never explained it to you because we were afraid that the news would leak, but now the time is ripe. We can tell you the cause and the consequences."
"We are here not to subdue demons or to subdue demons or simply to try the task, but to go to the cave of the ancient monks, or to say that it is an ancient cultivator's ruins, it is more suitable."
"What?"
When the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage heard this, they couldn't help but look shocked on their faces. They naturally knew the preciousness of ancient cultivators, but how could they be in the territory of the demon clan?
However, no one dared to make noises, but when several Jindan ancestors saw him, they showed satisfaction on their faces. Then a powerful and red-faced old man said: "This matter is a long story, and we are not very clear about the specific reason. I think some of you should have heard of the name of Tianjue Sanren."
The foundation-building monks were in a state of turmoil. As elites of the sect, they naturally had great knowledge. Moreover, this Tianjue Sanren is so famous. He is known as the most powerful person in the martial arts world in the past three thousand years.
It is said that he started from Weimo and was an inconspicuous small sect. He did not show his extraordinary talent at first and was always among the crowd, but after building the foundation, he made a big splash.
Invincible at the same level, he finally crushed all the way and achieved the Golden Pill.
A hundred years later, in the late Jindan period, he was already a rare rival in Wu Kingdom, so he traveled through the Gobi Desert, left Wu Kingdom, and went to the wider world of immortal cultivation to find his own path. This journey took hundreds of years.
And this is a bit scary.
You should know that the two sides of the Wu Kingdom face the sea, and the remaining two sides are the endless desert on one side, and the other side are forests and swamps with no end.
It is said that even the legendary old monster in the Nascent Soul stage may not have the ability to overcome the barriers of terrain and cross the ocean, forest or desert.
However, Tianjue Sanren did it in the late stage of the Jindan stage. No one could tell whether his strength at that time had surpassed ordinary immortal cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage or had other luck.
And he has become a legend.
A few years later, Tianjue Sanren returned to Wu Kingdom. At that time, he was already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. It is said that his magical powers are shocking and shocking, and he is not inferior to the great monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.
Countless monks came from all directions to worship him as their master. Some even knelt in front of his cave for several years, but none of them succeeded.
After a hundred years, Tianjue Sanren finally failed to go further and his life span was about to sit and melt.
The news came out that the entire world of immortal cultivation was surging, and everyone wanted to find his last cave. It was said that there were countless rare treasures in it.
Of course, the most precious thing is its inheritance.
Unfortunately, everyone spent countless efforts, but none of them succeeded in the end, without even a clue. The famous fairy mountain blessed land in Wu Kingdom was almost dug three feet away by the monks who rushed to the ground.
But it's all in vain.
It has been a thousand years since then.
Chapter completed!