Chapter 131 Blood stained Qingling Mountain 40

In the center of the seal, Yang Chen cautiously approached the iron pillar inch by inch, and at this time, feeling Yang Chen's approach, the black Gangfeng seemed to have changed its strategy.

Roar!

The head of a beast that was not too condensed suddenly appeared above Gangfeng, and it roared at Yang Chen!

Although Yang Chen felt that this beast did not have too strong attack power, Yang Chen still clearly felt the heat coming from the mouth of this beast and the humanized killing intent in his eyes.

Boom!

Yang Chen's body also suddenly appeared a gang, wrapped himself tightly, suddenly stride, approached again, seemed to feel Yang Chen's resoluteness, the beast roared again and then dissipated, but the dissipation of this beast did not make Yang Chen relax, because Yang Chen sensed a strange movement behind him.

Turning around suddenly, I saw that the monks who had only known about the refining seal before had already stood up one by one at this time, and they all took out their weapons, looking at Yang Chen, a greedy smile appeared on their blank faces.

Yang Chen knew that these people must have suffered from the illusion, and in their eyes, Yang Chen must have become some rare treasure at this time, and he could get the world's exercises and other things.

He was a little helpless, although these monks had been greatly reduced by the strength of the refining seal at this moment, but there were a large number of them, it was still very difficult to deal with, and fighting with a group of people who no longer knew who they were, how boring it was, and it didn't feel good to kill them.

However, Yang Chen didn't have time to think about it, because there were many people who were already screaming and killing Yang Chen.

These people don't have any fighting skills, because their minds are confused, their strength is not as good as before, and they can't use any skills, so they are so bad in the sea.

"Damn, a bunch of the living dead. ”

Yang Chen slapped it down, the huge slap was ready to kill a large number of them, but the wish was good, but the reality was a little cruel, although those monks were confused, they were not so easy to deal with.

Roar, roar, roar

A few monks savagely brandished their weapons to disperse Yang Chen's attack, while some monks had already killed in front of them.

Yang Daxian was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, looking at the swarming monks, Yang Daxian smiled bitterly;

"Poke the beecomb,!"

roar

Several monks jumped up and killed Yang Chen, blocking Yang Chen's retreat from above, while several people killed directly from the ground.

Yang Chen found that these monks' attacks were very strong, and he didn't want to protect the iron pillar, but deliberately drove him towards the central iron pillar.

"If you don't protect here, is it intentional to bring Lao Tzu here?"

Yang Chen didn't resist either, before these monks could attack him, he suddenly dodged, and when he appeared, he was already in front of a monk, he smiled, grabbed the monk's collar in an instant, and threw the monk directly on the iron pillar.

boom

The monk fell to the top of the iron pillar, and Yang Chen stared at his changes, but the monk killed Yang Chen again.

The monks from all directions killed again, Yang Chen suddenly stretched out his hands, shook his feet, and flew directly to the iron pillar, he wanted to risk his life to see what was wrong.

But when he landed on the platform, it suddenly became like a pool of stagnant water, and he couldn't move.

The power of temptation before came like a storm and swept Yang Chen when he landed on the platform, Yang Chen felt that his western internship class was like being in the middle of the sea, and it was difficult to breathe, but now he felt that it was difficult to even blink. He was a little worried that the monks would take advantage of the opportunity to attack, so he couldn't help but be a little flustered, and it was a pity that no matter what he did, he couldn't get out of this passive situation.

Strange as it may seem, the monks did not attack him at this time, but gathered outside, as if to guard him from escaping.

Yang Chen is now like a flat boat, in the midst of turbulent waves, he is powerless to struggle, he can only be at the mercy of external forces, the arrangement of fate.

He didn't believe that this power could only go to this extent, he didn't believe that the mysterious existence of such a powerful power only had this means, if he wanted to kill him, maybe he wouldn't choose this way, he obviously felt that this power didn't seem to want to kill himself, but to do something by himself and achieve a certain goal.

He was very puzzled, where was he worthy of others' calculations, especially since he had nothing to do with the roots of this sealed mysterious existence, and it was the first time he came to Qingling Mountain, but why was he targeted?

But now was not the time to think about this, because he found that he couldn't get rid of the shackles of this power, although the long sword in the sea of consciousness had been absorbing a kind of power, and it seemed to be getting more and more energetic, and it seemed to be getting more and more excited, but that kind of power was indeed too strong, and Yang Chen couldn't breathe. Yang Chen released the Gang Qi as much as possible to block the approach of this power, but he found that a large part of this power still could not be shielded, and it directly drilled into his body and was absorbed by the long sword.

He had no choice but to leave, the aura was consumed quickly, it would definitely not work if it went on like this, feeling the pressure from the outside world, and at the same time, because the long sword in his body seemed to be unfinished, Yang Chen gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, and he directly dispersed the qi.

Rumble......

Yang Daxian only felt that for a moment, his head wanted to explode, and the illusion of no calculation used his brain faster than his own thinking......