155 Tiankun Zhenjun

According to the location shown on the map, Mo Wentian quickly followed, put the map into the mission ring, and used his divine sense to silently sense to find their exact location, and then sneaked forward.

I haven't walked a few steps, but I found a dead body on the ground, as if it was poisoned and died, the whole body was glowing with brown and black sè color, and there was a faint smell of corpses, although the face was blurred and difficult to distinguish, but Mo Wentian still used the dòng inspection technique to get the information of this person, it turned out to be Tie Yun Zhenren, the foundation building elder of Lion Camel Mountain.

After the black shadow man killed him again, he even took the treasure bag with his hand, Mo Wentian suddenly became vigilant, he always thought in his heart that the black shadow man was not a human, but some kind of human-like demon beast, but he actually took the treasure bag after killing people, but it was not as simple as a demon beast, and it survived in the stone wall prohibition for thousands of years? What kind of monster is this person?

Mo asked Tianping to think about it, and quietly touched it forward, the traces of the fighting method on the ground were already quite Lingluàn, and the smell of corpses in the air became stronger and stronger.

In front of the Yongdao, there is a grotto with a large space, the light in it flashes, and the sound of spells is heard from time to time.

I saw that in the grotto, the Xuantian Sword Sect's Stone Sword True Person, the Bone Sword True Person, the Qiankun Mén Flame True Man, the Yang Extinguishing True Man, and the Lion Camel Ridge's Fierce Battle Real Man, the five real people besieged the black shadow man in the middle, and all of them sacrificed their lower magic weapons to attack, and the five of them strictly guarded the three dòng entrances of the grotto, and each of the three major mén factions guarded one, blocking all the ways that could escape.

Mo Wentian's location happened to be the Yongdao guarded by the Lion Camel Ridge, and he used his eyes to listen and look intently, but he saw that the black shadow man was covered with green máo all over his body, and the blood on his head had long since rotted away, and there were no eyeballs in the empty eyes, which made people look at máo in horror.

What is it? Could it be a ghost? Mo Wentian immediately used the dòng technique to check the information.

Name: Wu Tiankun

Faction: Oni Monks

Linggen: Yes

Spiritual Root Type: Golden Earth Spiritual Root

Repair: the early stage of foundation building

Mana: Five hundred and twenty mana

Consciousness: Not viewable

What the? Mo Wentian's god was shocked, like a clay sculpture opening his mouth wide, he clearly remembered that 1,500 years ago, the original name of Xuanqian Mén Zhangmén Jindan Monk was called Wu Tiankun, and he was named Tiankun Zhenjun.

It's really unexpected, Tiankun Zhenjun actually became a ghost monk, maybe after his fall, the Yuan Shen did not dissipate, he had the idea of becoming a ghost monk, but there was a stone wall prohibition, if he wanted to be reborn, he could only choose to possess the body in the forbidden corpse, continue to cultivate and survive.

He scavenged all the treasures of the fallen real people, and for thousands of years, he was trapped in the stone wall prohibition, and he cultivated hard to the early stage of foundation building, fortunately, the ghost monks are all undead creatures, and there is no limit to longevity, but it is extremely difficult to advance to the next level, and it is dozens of times more difficult than ordinary monks.

Although he cultivated to the early stage of foundation building, he still couldn't break the ban on the stone wall, but due to the continuous casting, the ban on the stone wall had already been loosened, so Shi Jian Zhenren and others could easily break the ban.

At this time, he was trapped in the middle by the stone sword real person, although the magic power of the ghost monk was far superior to that of the monk of the same level, but he was besieged by five real people who were not weak in the early stage of foundation building, but he was a little tired to deal with it, and roared loudly: "You juniors, don't get out of here quickly, otherwise this seat and you will be burned!" ”

He obviously hadn't spoken for a long time, and the syllables he spit out weren't very accurate, as if the sound of gold and iron jiāo was extremely unpleasant.

Shi Jian Zhenren Ha Lu Ha Da Yan smiled: "I didn't expect that Daoyou is a ghost monk, Daoyou's cào longitudinal skeleton Fa mén, but it scared us!" ”

Agni Zhenren was irritable, and said impatiently: "Shijian Zhenren, this person cultivates the ghost path, and everyone can kill him in the cultivation realm, so naturally there is nothing to be polite, let's kill him together and divide his treasures equally." ”

"Not bad! The old man wants to kill him quickly and avenge Ben Mén's Tieyun Zhenren! "The furious battle real person was furious, and sacrificed a giant axe with a wide plate and slashed at Tiankun Zhenjun's body, but only left a small wound, and the black blood overflowed from it, exuding a rancid smell.

Tiankun Zhenjun was reborn with the corpse as a medium, and he was originally a little vague in his mind, far from being the Jindan Zhenjun who was wise and divine before, but became a little cruel and bloodthirsty, and was slashed by the fierce real giant axe, although he did not suffer any damage, but provoked his fierce xìng, wow wow monster shouted: "Good junior, this seat wants you all to die!" All to death! ”,

He lunged forward with lightning speed, his arms stretched forward, and his ten fingers poked into the chest of the berserk man, and the blue nails were half an inch long, and they swept quickly through the darkness, like ten indestructible short blades.

The Furious Battle True Man snorted coldly, turned the mountain opening axe sideways, sealed his chest with the momentum of the iron rope across the river, only heard the sound of 'dang', poked his fingers on the axe, and the Crazy Battle Real Man took two steps back.

Tiankun Zhenjun has extremely rich combat experience, his left hand turned into a palm, and he slashed at the axe like lightning, and the violent mana passed through the axe, and the frenzied battle real person couldn't help but take a few steps back as if he was electrocuted.

At the same time that Tiankun Zhenjun attacked the real man, his back was slashed with two swords in a row, one sword was white and bone-like, it seemed to be forged from the backbone of the demon beast, it was the magic weapon of the bone sword real person, the demon bone sword, and the other sword was fiery red throughout, as if it was a burning flame, it was a low-grade magic weapon forged with fire spirit crystals, but it was the magic weapon of the fire real person.

Originally, with the power of the magic weapons of the two of them, it was enough to split a boulder with a radius of dozens of zhang into pieces, but when it was split on the back of Tiankun Zhenjun, it seemed to be split on something of gold and iron, leaving only a small wound, and the hardness of the body was really unimaginable.

Fortunately, although Tiankun Zhenjun is very durable, but after he was reborn, it seems that the spell has not been cultivated at all, and he can't even use the magic weapon, otherwise the scene will be more complicated.

Mo Wentian was silently waiting for the opportunity in secret, originally with his strength, he could easily kill any of the five Zhuji real people present; But if the two of them are together, it is a bit tricky; If the three of them join forces, it is difficult to resist; If he is intercepted by four people, he will only have to flee for his life; There were five Zhuji real people in front of him, which made him have to be cautious.

Half an hour has passed, Mo Wentian is a little anxious in his heart, if there is no victory or defeat inside, when the real people in the middle stage of the foundation building of the six major mén factions come in, I am afraid that the overall situation has been decided, and it will be a little too late to say anything.

At this time, Tiankun Zhenjun was already scarred, and he fled everywhere in a panic, just trying to wait for an opportunity to escape, but the three exits of the grotto were guarded by Zhuji Zhenren respectively, and the Xuantian Sword Sect, Qiankun Mén, and the three Mén factions of Shihuling each occupied a dòng mouth, urging the magic weapon to continue to attack, and the continuous bombardment of the five lower-grade magic weapons, even if the Tiankun Zhenjun was tenacious, he would be bombarded.

Seeing that Tiankun Zhenjun was not far from death, several Zhuji real people were full of joy, but the real people who fought furiously had some thoughts in their hearts, and the scene in front of them was divided into three factions, Qiankun Mén and Xuantian Sword Sect each had two Zhuji real people here, only his strength in Shihuoling was the weakest, even if the ghost monk was killed on the spot, but the treasure was not his share.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed through him, pretending to be ineffective, and taking back the mountain opening axe that sealed the exit, Tiankun Zhenjun saw a good opportunity, where would he let it go? Immediately dodge and threw himself into the corridor.

"Oops! Not good, let him run! The Berserker Man roared, followed him, and chased into the corridor.

"What are you doing?" Shi Jian Zhenren and the others were furious, and they put away their magic weapons one after another, and they were about to catch up.

But seeing the scorching sun-like light erupting in the corridor, Tiankun Zhenjun let out a hideous scream, and the voice of the real man roared inside: "Who is inside? Where to run? ”

Shi Jian Zhenren and the other four immediately dodged and threw themselves into the corridor, and the corpse of the ghost monk lay horizontally at his feet, as if he had been disemboweled by the giant sword, and the rancid internal organs flowed to the ground, and the treasure bag that was originally hanging on his waist had long since disappeared at this time.

They looked into the depths of the corridor with all their might, but they saw a black shadow moving rapidly, and the real man of the berserk was chasing after the black shadow, and he roared like thunder, as if he wanted to tear the man in front of him apart.

"Chase!" The stone sword real person scolded in a deep voice, and the four figures quickly caught up, and actually grabbed the treasure under the noses of the Qiankun Mén and the Xuantian Sword Sect, whether it was the monk of the Mén Sect, they would not let it go.

The black shadow at the front of the escape was Mo Wentian, he was a little helpless, and he wanted to forcibly rush in to grab the treasure, but he didn't expect that the real person would deliberately release the water, and when Tiankun Zhenjun rushed into the Yongdao in a panic, he immediately sacrificed the Brahma Ri Sword and killed him on the spot.

The Brahma Ri Sword is not only a medium-grade magic weapon, but also the genus of the magic weapon is the supreme yang, which contains a strong yang aura, and has a strong restraint for the ghost monks, and that Tiankun Zhenjun has already been seriously injured under the continuous attack of several real people, so Mo Wen Tiancai can succeed with one blow, kill him and take the treasure bag on his waist.

Mo Wentian ran like lightning and moved quickly in front, but behind him, the five people including Crazy Zhan Zhenren were dead following behind, and it was difficult to get rid of it in a short period of time.

There are five Zhuji real people in the back, and the mana is around four hundred, if it is chased, it is not an opponent, and if you are not careful, you will be in danger of death.

Mo Wentian was a little anxious in his heart, but at this moment, in the corridor in front of him, a figure suddenly turned out, and he looked at it from a distance, but it was the exterminated real person of Wulizhuang.

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