The air slapped down fiercely, and in an instant, the nun who was grabbed by the transparent giant hand at the ankle was thrown to the ground by the giant hand, and smashed heavily into the ground, and when the dust was scattered, the nun stood up with a crumbling body, and the placket of her clothes was already stained red with the blood that had been spit out, and the palace clothes on her body were shattered and stained with dust, and a blood stain crossed her forehead and eyebrows behind her ears.

"What an illusion, what a transformation of the Beast. ”

"I'm afraid that you brought me here, just to use my corpse to ripen the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus, but it's a good idea to fight. ”

As soon as the words fell, the female cultivator's expression suddenly became stunned, and she asked with a look of disbelief, "How do you know?"

"Three Spirit Fierce Lotus, although the information recorded by the jade slip is incomplete, but it is not so simple, am I really an idiot?" Meng Yang held the collarbone wound and sneered.

Looking at the disappearance of the Lijia Beast, three human skeletons appeared, if you still can't think of the key, Meng Yang is just like he said, what else is it if he is not an idiot.

"It's better for your junior brother to call, not my opponent. ”

"Even if you attack me and hurt me, killing you is still an extremely simple matter!"

Listening to the chill in Meng Yang's tone, the female cultivator said disdainfully: "Arrogance, I see how you kill me!"

An angry shout sounded, the female cultivator raised the long sword with both hands, slammed it into the ground, merged her hands, quickly chanted a few terms, slapped on the hilt of the long sword, and suddenly, an extremely strong breath suddenly came from the ground, and before the attack arrived, Meng Yang had already sensed that the ground under his feet was trembling faintly.

Without any hesitation, Meng Yang hurriedly cast a three-step Yama.

He jumped on a huge rock beside him, and in the next leap, he ran towards the pillar.

At the same time, where Meng Yang was standing just now, hundreds of spears appeared that seemed to be buried in the earth and broke through the stone rocks.

The pointed head that stood with a cold glow, and the scalp of the person watching it was numb, which made Meng Yang's face more and more gloomy.

At this moment, looking at Meng Yang's afterglow below, he suddenly swept the sneer on the female cultivator's face, and his heart suddenly burst, and he hurriedly raised his head and looked up. What catches your eye is a huge blue curtain with a radius of one meter.

This light curtain, like an upside-down bowl, fell from the sky, and the aura on it locked Meng Yang impressively.

"Looking for death..."

Meng Yang's eyes were cold, and he took out the embroidered spring knife, and the slashing force lightning slashed horizontally.

The cold light crossed, and the next moment Meng Yang's face changed, but he saw that the light curtain was torn apart on the spot with a roar.

But the shattered light curtain was healing in the blink of an eye, condensing into a light mask again. Meng Yang didn't even have a chance to react, so he was detained into it and fell towards the many sharp lands that stood with hundreds of cold glows.

With a loud bang, accompanied by a large cloud of dust splashing up, Meng Yang's stomach, legs, hands, and ankles were all pierced out by the spear nails in the soil, and a large amount of blood flowed out from under the cracked stone rock.

"Dead?" followed by a disdainful male voice.

The nun looked at the man who had fallen, shook her head and said, "It's not that easy. ”

And this man is the young monk who has disappeared into the corridor on the left for a long time.

"It's almost ripe!"

The young man, who frowned slightly, turned his head and swept the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus on the altar behind him, and the tip of his nose moved.

The female cultivator nodded, looking at Meng Yang who was held on the ground by the light bowl, and the blood that flowed out of the gap, and snorted coldly: "As long as this person's blood flows into the altar, the day when the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus will truly mature, after eating the retreat for seven days, we will definitely be able to let the martial soul enter the ranks of the five turns, and if we are lucky, the sixth-turn pass level will not be a problem, and when the time comes, when we return to the sect, we will definitely be able to regain the creation that belongs to us." ”

Meat pile skill resists an attack, and proficiency is increased by 2.

Current proficiency is 219/30000.

Meat pile skill resists an attack, and proficiency is increased by 3.

Current proficiency is 222/30000.

Meat pile skill resists an attack, and proficiency is increased by 2.

Current proficiency is 224/30000.

......

Looking at the information that his pupils were constantly refreshing, Meng Yang, who was nailed through his body by seven or eight spears, gritted his teeth, and endured the dizziness that hit his heart hard, and every time he struggled, the huge pain made him want to cry out loud.

Meng Yang knew that he couldn't scream, he couldn't shout, he could only endure it, he could only endure it, and calmly think about countermeasures.

Fortunately, the rapid recovery of the level 5 meat pile skill did not prevent him from falling into shock due to excessive blood loss.

It's just that I didn't expect that these two people cooperated so skillfully, and the shattered light shield still had the ability to recondense and seize power.

At this moment, the blood that flowed from the light bowl was already flowing to the altar under the trough that the young monk had been busy making.

And with the nourishment of blood, the petals of the Three Spirits Fierce Lotus are growing rapidly.

A peculiar fragrance that was a little stronger than just now suddenly overflowed from the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus, and the female cultivator hurriedly shouted: "Quick, arrange the formation, you can't let the smell of the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus fly in and out, otherwise it will attract other people and even powerful demon beasts." ”

Meng Yang, who was nailed to the ground, looked extremely miserable at the moment.

Between exhaling and inhaling, the chest will gurgle like boiling water.

Meng Yang knew that he was still a little overbearing, and this was the most serious injury he had suffered so far in his cultivation.

Although the blood that continued to flow from the wound was stopped, the tiredness in his heart became heavier and heavier.

Meng Yang really wanted to sleep at this moment, he didn't want anything, but he couldn't.

Therefore, his expression became crazy, and his eyes were bloodshot, making his whole body full of violent rough tendons at this moment.

The left hand, which was nailed to the ground, actually lifted up, and the severe pain, accompanied by the dizziness of the head, did not make him stop moving.

The blood that stopped the wound also overflowed again under his movements, and the spear that pierced his left arm was also dyed with the color of Yin Hong the moment he lifted his arm, and the head of the spear exposed on his arm slowly disappeared into the flesh.

With another roar in his heart, Meng Yang's entire left arm was lifted from the spear again.

The finger-sized holes that appear on the arms can be seen through at a glance, which is extremely shocking.

"Senior sister, in a moment, these three spirit fierce lotuses will mature! I don't know what it feels like to eat them, do you know them, senior sister?"

Looking at the last red lotus seed on the Three Spirits Fierce Lotus, the young man who was sitting cross-legged and maintaining the formation flashed his eyes again and again.

"Eat the three together, that is the great creation, not only the cultivation strength has skyrocketed, but even the breakthrough of the three spirit predicament heart demon tribulation does not have to worry, like a key to step into the path of immortality!"

The nun still had her eyes closed, her expression calm, and her tone did not reveal any emotion.

"The way of immortality, how many cultivators in the cultivation world can't step on the last step of the Three Spirits Dilemma, they can only regret sitting down, it's really desolate, with the talent of the senior sister, it shouldn't be difficult to break through the Three Spirits Dilemma and reach the Palace Martial Realm, right!?"

Hearing the young monk's meaning, the nun raised her eyebrows, opened her eyes, and looked at each other.

The meaning of his eyes can only be understood by the two of them.

"What do you mean?"

The young monk smiled and shook his head: "It's not interesting, it's just a sigh of senior sister's talent." ”

Looking at the young monk's complicated expression, the young monk sighed and said in a gentle tone: "From childhood to adulthood, you and I have traveled all the way, rain or shine, sharing weal and woe, these three spirit fierce lotus, I only need that black lotus seed, with this black lotus seed, my illusion is also a little successful, you can take the rest." ”

The young man looked deeply at the charming-looking nun, smiled slightly, shook his head, and then closed his eyes.

"Ahh

A cry from the depths of his heart, Meng Yang gritted his teeth and lifted his entire body, the spear that pierced into his chest and stomach was cut off by Meng Yang's palm, and the intense pain made Meng Yang's bloodshot eyes flooded with tears.

Looking at the gun handle inserted into his stomach and chest, Meng Yang stretched out his trembling hands, grabbed one head, and pulled it out vigorously, the cold feeling that penetrated through it was fleeting, and it brought even more crazy pain.

Meng Yang, who struggled to sit up, listened to the sound of iron still on the ground in his ears, and his whole body collapsed, and his hands on the ground trembled violently, extremely haggard.

Staring at the few spears that were left to penetrate the ankles of his legs, Meng Yang gasped and continued to endure the sharp pain that made him unbearable and heartbreaking, one by one with both hands, grabbed the spear nailed in his flesh, and lifted it violently.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the two people sitting in the formation opened their eyes at the same time and looked at the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus on the altar.

The strong peculiar fragrance that emanated from it was slowly withdrawn by it, and the shell that wrapped the lotus seeds had been shattered to reveal the lotus seeds inside, black, gold, red, three different colors of lotus seeds, exuding a talking light at the moment, and a little white smoke like a cloud, turning upside down, around the three lotus seeds, constantly winding, showing dignity.

"Mature!"

The female cultivator pretended to be calm and looked at the young monk with excited eyes, and said in a calm tone: "You control the formation, I'll collect it!"

After speaking, he was ready to step forward.

"Wait, senior sister, don't be in such a hurry, my cultivation is weak enough to control the formation, leave the matter of collection to me!"

"Three Spirit Fierce Lotus, the first time you meet it, if you make a slight mistake, the entire lotus seed will be destroyed, you control the formation, I am enough alone. ”

The nun frowned and looked at the sneering young monk and said.

"In that case, don't use that formation, when the collection is completed, let's leave quickly!"

"Good!"

The nun answered, and the two stood up at the same time, walked to the altar, and looked at the three lotus seeds that were shrouded in mist.

The two of them who took a deep breath stretched out their hands towards the Three Spirit Fierce Lotus.

At this moment, I saw that the female cultivator's face suddenly changed, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and the middle finger of the outstretched palm was pressed down by the thumb, and when a flash of light flashed, a ray of light flicked along the female cultivator's fingers and struck at the center of the young monk's eyebrows.

The young man sneered, he had already taken precautions, and the right hand behind his back grabbed it in the air, and a long sword three feet long and finger-wide was grabbed in his palm.

Then his head twisted, his body turned, his face was indifferent, and he stabbed the nun in the chest and heart.