The middle-aged man who pushed the door just now nodded in agreement: "Not bad, but even these few magic strains are completely enough for us now, and they are worth a lot of money!"

"How many are you? Shall we assign them?" said a monk with a scar on his face.

At this time, the breathing of many monks around him became rapid, and the nine divine elixirs placed here were a huge temptation for everyone.

Rumble!

Someone finally made a move, and a water-blue bead shot out of the crowd and landed directly around the medicine field, and a terrifying explosion came, and the soil around the medicine field immediately flew up.

This is a powerhouse at the peak of the God King, he has been hiding in the crowd and pretending to be an ordinary cultivator, but he can't hold back in the face of such a heaven and earth spiritual creature after all.

Rumble!

Another person made a move, directly attacking several supreme powerhouses standing around the medicine field, a half-step saint holding a turquoise Pu knife in his hand.

"Kill!"

A killing sound was like a knife scraping bones, and it landed with terrifying killing intent, and the scar-faced monk had just clasped his palms together, and his robe glowed with blood-red light.

The Pu Dao man appeared in mid-air in an instant, and the Pu Dao in his hand was slashed from top to bottom, slashing heavily on the top of the monk's head with a terrifying sword.

In an instant, this place fell into chaos, and around the medicine field was the place where the supreme masters were fighting, and around the medicine field were the places where ordinary cultivators were fighting.

And the nine magic pills on the medicine field were also divided up in an instant, and everyone shot in an instant, some people were seen, and some people were not seen.

And those who had obtained the elixir began to run towards the second floor of the cave, which was about twice as large as the first layer.

Ning Chuan and the others squatted next to the medicine field to search carefully, but not to mention the magic medicine, there were not even the seeds of the magic medicine, and there was nothing left of the bare.

Wude sat on the ground and scolded: "Fuck you really don't leave something for the monk!"

Ao Lie was also unwilling to slash on the medicine field: "It's really hairy!"

A few people grumbled and hurriedly rushed towards the second layer, the second layer was almost twice the area of the first layer, it was a bare wasteland, there was nothing, except for the endless yellow mist.

No one was willing to give up the magic medicine, so everyone desperately snatched it, and those who got the magic medicine kept hiding, while those who didn't have it grabbed it with red eyes.

Just as everyone was snatching the magic medicine, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Beyond the magic weapon of the holy soldier!"

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly rushed forward, and when the endless mist slowly thinned out, a small tripod floated in the middle of the second layer.

Xiao Ding has three legs and two ears, and layers of yellow air flow are wrapped around the Ding's body, "Xuanhuang Qi!" Someone opened his mouth and said the immortal treasure on Xiao Ding.

It's just that this small tripod is indeed in a broken state now, and there are several cracks all over the whole tripod body, and as soon as everyone steps into this place, the small tripod immediately shatters into countless small pieces, scattering in all directions.

A cultivator stretched out his hand and gently scooped it to the side, and immediately a piece of the broken body was clutched in his hand.

And many cultivators next to him shot at him, trying to snatch the fragments, and the monk knocked on his body in panic.

While!

A crisp sound spread to all sides, and the Xuanhuang Qi wrapped around the fragments flowed, instantly crushing several people into pulp.

A nine-star god general was about to snatch a piece of the tripod body, but the tripod body was knocked by another monk, and several blood marks immediately appeared on the nine-star god general's body, and then the whole person was wiped out under the sound wave.

This is a treasure in the primeval period, the breath on it is beyond most of the holy soldiers, although it is damaged, but it has also been warmed in this place for countless years, and the power has not diminished.

Bang!

Wude's body was knocked into the air from a distance, a long string of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he clutched a broken piece of his body in his hand.

There are incomplete patterns on the pieces, rusty, but there is a yellow air flowing, "Damn, monk, I worked hard to grab a piece!"

Ning Chuan and the others were surprised, those who dared to snatch the pieces were all half-step saints and god kings, but they didn't expect this fat man to snatch food and grab a piece.

Each layer of this immortal mansion has countless immortal treasures, and at the position of the third layer, there is a huge stone platform floating in the air, and on the stone platform are countless immortal treasures.

Chaos Earth, Immortal Silver, Five-Colored Divine Flame, Phoenix Blood Tree...... Countless immortals and treasures visited together densely, flashing with a sky-high glow.

And on the fourth floor is a piece of palaces, each palace has a heritage, the palace at the end is even more floating in the air, the whole palace emitted a shocking fairy sound, as if there is an ancient power to sit and talk about the Tao, telling the true meaning of heaven and earth.

Everyone fought and killed all the way to the fifth layer, and at this time, the number of monks had been sharply reduced to half, and everyone left was injured.

In front of them was a huge lake, which did not have any waves, like a transparent crystal embedded in the earth.

A strong man walked directly in front of the lake, and everyone hurriedly followed behind him, and a stone bridge actually appeared in the deepest part of the lake.

The stone bridge is simple and unpretentious, just like the most common stone bridge in the mortal world, but the body of this stone bridge is covered with traces of swords, axes, weapons and slashes.

"Step on the Immortal Bridge!" a strong man recognized the bridge and said.

In ancient times and even in ancient times, people did not know that there would be a so-called end to cultivation, and every saint hoped to enter the so-called fairy world in his lifetime, and it is rumored that there would be a stone bridge accompanied by thunder in the sky, so it was also called the Immortal Bridge.

"Is there really such a thing?" some half-step saints muttered to themselves in a low voice, when they became saints, it meant that the path of cultivation had come to an end, but everyone wanted to go further, and the most uncalm thing in the face of the Immortal Bridge was their group of people.

"What's that?" said Wude, pointing to the lake.

I saw the fog on the lake break through, and a middle-aged man wearing a hat and a gray robe stepped on the lake.

This person did not show any breath in his body, so he walked over in an ordinary way, stepping on the surface of the lake as if he were walking on the ground.

"Who are you?" said the middle-aged man who pushed open the stone door in a deep voice, all this was too weird.

It's just that the man didn't speak, just stared blankly at the Immortal Bridge.

"What did my saint ask you?" a man who looked like a eunuch behind the middle-aged man walked out and asked in a deep voice as he looked at the man.

Sou!

Without any hesitation, the man stretched out his hand and gently touched the eunuch's eyebrows, only to see a blood hole instantly appear on his forehead, and his divine sense was instantly erased.

Seeing the person in front of him make a move, the rest of the people were shocked, the eunuch's cultivation had reached the realm of a six-star god king, but such an existence was killed by this person as easily as an ant.

The surrounding people were in an uproar, who the hell was this and how could they appear here.

"Arrogance!" At this time, a half-step saint came forward, and a quaint mirror appeared in front of the man between his sleeves.

This mirror is a magic weapon that he has cultivated all his life, and when he becomes a saint, this weapon will also be promoted to a saint.

I saw that the man still didn't say anything, his five fingers were spread out and fixed in mid-air, and then he suddenly grabbed it.

With a slight sound, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the entire mirror, and finally turned into pieces and fell into the lake.

"You ......" Before the existence of the half-step saint could finish speaking, he saw his body involuntarily fly towards the man's palm, as if sending his neck to the palm of someone's hand.

The man held the half-step saint high, his mouth opened slightly, and a snow-white divine light flew out of the man's mouth, instantly cutting off the half-step saint's head, and the divine consciousness inside the skull was also instantly wiped out.

At this time, everyone finally realized that something was wrong, this man was too powerful, and a half-step saint was like pinching a chicken, directly pinched to death.

Everyone frantically retreated to both sides, and in an instant the man's surroundings were emptied.

And Wude, who was standing next to Ning Chuan, trembled slightly, grabbed Ning Chuan's clothes and whispered: "He is here, he is the body of the saint!"

Ning Chuan looked at the corpse of the saint in the lake in surprise, because it was too dim in the dungeon, he didn't see the face of the saint's corpse clearly, but the outfit was different, he didn't expect that this was the one in the dungeon.

At this time, the man stepped lightly under his feet and walked towards everyone, and there was bright red blood flowing between his fingers, which was as crystal clear as a blood diamond.

Rumble!

The scar-faced monk and the man with the simple knife came out together, the monk held a huge Zen staff in his hand, and a huge Buddha statue appeared behind him, this Buddha statue was like a real thing, the whole body was flowing with golden light, glaring angrily, and he was also holding a huge Zen staff in his hand.

And the figure of the Pu Dao man was like a ghost, flickering on the top of the saint's corpse, and the Pu Dao in his hand flashed with a turquoise luster.

Rumble!

The two of them started at the same time, and the huge Zen staff and the turquoise Pu knife were intertwined, and the golden divine light and the tragic sword light converged together.

Everyone was amazed in their hearts, these two people were also half-step saints, and they set off a monstrous momentum as soon as they made a move.

But as if he didn't know anything, the man slowly raised his head, his blank eyes staring into the air.

Suddenly, there was a crack in the center of the man's eyebrows, and the strange thing was that there was no trace of blood flowing out, but a pitch-black crack appeared in the center of the man's eyebrows.

Sou!

A divine sword shot out from the center of the man's eyebrows, the black divine sword was fleeting, the speed was extremely fast, and it collided with the turquoise sword in an instant, the sword shattered, and then the sword body turned and stabbed at the golden mangs of the Zen staff, and the golden mangs dissipated.

"What the hell is this, it's terrifying!" said the monk.

And at this time, someone finally recognized that this was the one in the underground palace, and exclaimed: "The body of a saint!

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