Chapter 855: Solve it
Many times, human greed is endless.
It should be said that the first task of the Tianjiao of each continent here is to collect the divine dragon luck, so that in the future, their own cultivation will be blessed with more luck, and their respective sect families and even their respective continents will be blessed with more or less luck.
It should be said that if there is a conflict in the situation or it is easy to put yourself in danger, you should give up decisively.
And these people were obviously confused by greed, and for the treasure in the cave, they not only wasted time, lost mana, and even put themselves in danger.
Willing to give up and not be tempted, may also be one of the so-called competitions in the Star Arena.
Of course, our Emperor Zhao Daxian is the only outlier here, and his old man doesn't care about any divine dragon luck at all, and he will take good things when he encounters them.
The three monks hurriedly sacrificed the spirit treasure, used all their strength, and fought fiercely with more than a dozen golden-winged birds.
The air blade, the palm wind, and the sword light burst out in all directions, and this piece of mountain cliff was crumbling.
As mentioned earlier, the land material of the Star Arena is a hundred times harder than the outside, but Rao is still blown apart by the strong shock wave.
"Senior Brother Chen, let's quickly ask Senior Brother Wu for their support. ”
The short man desperately fended off the siege of several golden-winged birds, shouting at the black-faced monk.
"Shut up, we are among the top ten Tianjiao in the Zhongtian Continent, if we can't even deal with these strange birds, how can we see people?"
The black-faced monk surnamed Chen, shouted angrily, his sword hair was like a rainbow, and he cut down a golden-winged bird.
Under his angry reprimand, the short man didn't dare to say more, and another Scarface male cultivator joined forces to launch a series of fierce attacks, attacking towards the flock of golden-winged birds hovering in the sky.
They knew in their hearts that being embarrassed was one thing, and the most important thing was that if they asked for help from Senior Brother Wu and the others, then the treasures in this cave would not be their share at all, so they could only fight desperately.
Boom, after all, the three of them are all late stage monks of the merger, and under the joint efforts of each other's horns, they fought fiercely for more than a dozen rounds, and more than a dozen golden-winged birds were shot down by more than a third.
But the three of them were also injured in several places by the fierce monstrous claw wind of the golden-winged bird, and the sharp golden rays that spewed out, and they were drenched in blood.
The three of them suffered a loss because they refused to leave the vicinity of this cave, otherwise they would not be so embarrassed when they joined forces in the later stage of the combination.
Seeing this, the Golden-winged Bird King in the sky let out a burst of angry and clear chirps.
The golden wings fluttered constantly, as if giving some kind of command.
In the next second, the remaining less than ten Golden-winged Birds immediately formed a formation, began to attack in echelons, no longer hard to touch, as soon as they exchanged hands, they immediately retreated, and the next echelon continued to attack, so that the pressure on the three gradually increased.
Bang bang bang, four or five golden-winged birds fell from the sky one after another, but the injuries of several people were also getting worse, and the true yuan was consumed more and more.
The short monk, who was already timid, rose up and cut off a golden-winged bird with a knife, and another golden-winged bird that was covered by its side and rear flew with a wing, and the most powerful of this golden-winged bird was the golden wings.
At the same time that the short monk was fanned away, the horns of the three had been broken.
At this time, there were still two golden-winged birds left in the sky, and with a snort, a sharp hiss pierced the sky.
Seeing the opportunity, the Golden Winged Bird King suddenly swooped down, his wings fanned sharply, and suddenly the violent wave of qi separated the black-faced monk and the scarface monk at once, and at the same time opened his mouth and spewed out hundreds of sharp rays, splitting the two of them.
Scarface Monk was about to run out of true yuan, but when he was caught off guard, his body was pierced through seven or eight blood holes and flew out more than a dozen feet
It turned out to be dying.
"Quick!" Monk Scarface knew that he would be in danger of his life if he continued to fight, so he used all his strength to crush his teleportation jade talisman.
In a flash of white light, he disappeared completely, and he had already withdrawn from this competition.
With a snap, his solid silver token fell to the ground.
And under the blow of the Golden Winged Bird King, the power is terrifying, and the extraordinary Golden Winged Bird can be compared.
With a bang, the Golden Winged Bird King pulled up and swirled, and pounced towards the black-faced monk surnamed Chen.
Under the anger of the monk surnamed Chen, a small black bell erupted from his mouth, and slammed into the Golden Winged Bird King.
After a few loud bangs, the Golden Winged Bird King's golden feathers flew all over the place, but he still pounced on it desperately.
and the other two golden-winged birds sandwiched the monk surnamed Chen, and after just a few rounds, the monk surnamed Chen frequently used his means to kill the other two golden-winged birds with his own strength, but it was already the end of the crossbow.
He desperately retreated towards the cave, intending to resist stubbornly.
Just when the Golden Winged Bird King pulled up again, ready to deliver the final blow.
"It's not over yet, Lao Tzu is impatient. ”
An impatient shout sounded, and with a whoosh, a simple magic knife that swelled to a hundred feet in mid-air and had an awe-inspiring demonic aura appeared.
"Flat-haired beast, go die!" Zhao Junyu single-handedly.
After the re-refining of the Heaven Slashing Demon Knife, the demonic energy skyrocketed, and it was slashed down with a single sword.
Boom! This knife seems to cross time and space, and the starry sky changes color!
Chirping...... , This knife was cut out, and the Golden Winged Bird King suddenly felt a fatal crisis, and desperately pulled up to dodge, but to no avail, it only let out a desperate scream, and its entire huge body was easily cut off by the magic knife.
But in the next moment, there was no corpse falling, only feathers flying in the sky, and the Golden Winged Bird King had several basketball courts-sized body flesh and blood essence, and together with the demon pill, he was directly sucked clean by the magic knife.
This is not over, the magic knife has a few more swirls, and in an instant, the flesh and blood of the corpses of more than a dozen golden-winged birds on the ground and the demon pill have been devoured cleanly.
"Damn, it's good to leave the demon pill for Lao Tzu. Zhao Junyu made a move with one hand, and the Heaven Slashing Demon Knife shrank back into his hand.
Seeing the demon knife on the body, the fierce power of the demonic qi seemed to be a little stronger, and he said to himself.
"Yes...... It's you. ”
The black-faced monk lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and when he saw that it was Zhao Junyu, he instantly remembered this young man of the Silver Spirit Clan who easily defeated the fifth stage of Chengde when he was fighting on the Xingyue Terrace, and he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.
"I am Chen Xingyu of the Chen family of the Seven Great Families, and the grace of Daoist friends is ......," the black-faced monk stammered, his eyes rolling as he searched for an opportunity.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you go. ”
Zhao Junyu said impatiently.
"Fellow Daoist, you ......" The black-faced monk thought that this person would at least take advantage of his injury to force himself to hand over the token, but he didn't expect the other party to let him go easily, and he couldn't help but have all kinds of thoughts turn sharply.
Is it a trap?
"What's the ink, don't get out of here. Zhao Junyu didn't understand his thoughts, and frowned.
"Yes, yes, the kindness of Taoist friends, I will report it in the future. ”
The black-faced monk Chen Xingyu had a burst of blood surging in his chest, knowing that he couldn't stay for a long time.
Unwillingly, he looked back at the cave, the more and more brilliant colorful glow, and tried his best to set up the light and fly away.
Zhao Junyu looked back and saw that the short monk who had fallen to the ground with his injuries was no longer there, leaving only the pure silver token.
Thinking about it, he was seriously injured, thinking that Zhao Junyu was not good, so he directly crushed the teleportation charm and left.
In this way, Zhao Junyu single-handedly took the two sterling silver dragon tokens of the short monk and the Scarface monk who had been teleported away before into the palm of his hand.
The two of them are the eighth and ninth Tianjiao in the Zhongtian Continent, the sterling silver divine dragon token, and the luck points in the past few days have also gained a lot.
Zhao Junyu accepted it unceremoniously, and in this way, his Divine Dragon Qi Luck Points had reached more than one hundred and fifty points.
He didn't know that this point was already far ahead of everyone.
After dealing with this, Zhao Junyu cautiously approached the cave.
The colorful glow became more and more brilliant, as if something was about to blossom and bear fruit.