He and Bai Er are both the strength of kings, and Hu San not only does not fall behind them in the realm of martial artists, but even has a lot of achievements in the way of magicians, at least it is also the strength of the Rong Dao realm.

Therefore, in terms of potential, this Hu San is even far more than the other two, and according to the ranking of him and the other two, it is very likely that this Hu San will not be more than a hundred years old when he merges the Dao, and what is even more rare is that even the martial arts path, she has already reached the limit.

Although this kind of genius of dual cultivation of martial arts is far inferior to Zhao Xian, it is definitely extremely rare, and in a wasteland, there may not be one in a thousand years.

"Finally out of that damn labyrinth!" At this moment, Zhao Xian and the others had come to an extremely spacious clearing, which was dozens of miles in radius, and there were some strange-shaped underground plants, which generally had no leaves.

But it is like a stalagmite deep into the ground, all by absorbing nutrients from the soil, the most amazing thing is that the surface of these underground plants seems to have a layer of phosphorus powder, has a slow rhythm, like breathing flickering and dimming, although the light is not strong, but it is enough for Wu Meat and others to see everything around them.

If it was before, Wu Meat would definitely not have this kind of confidence, but now the four of them have been armed to the teeth by Zhao Xian, and each of them has at least one ancient superlative spiritual weapon in their hands, and this level of treasure can already be called the strongest existence under the artifact, after all, the human beings in ancient times did not know how to refine weapons, and there were only innate artifacts in that era, and there was no so-called spiritual weapon.

Among the more than 30 ancient treasures, there are also many who have the ability to protect themselves, and in the ancient tomb, the gap between the Venerable and the Martial King has been infinitely narrowed, relying on the ancient treasures of one body, the four of them are indeed qualified to fight with anyone.

Zhao Xian also had the heart to examine the strength of these four novices, so he simply sat on top of an underground plant and watched the battle with great interest.

"Hehe, you can come here, your luck is exhausted, obediently offer all the treasures with both hands, Lao Tzu may be happy, and you can spare a small life, otherwise, Lao Tzu is happy to send you to see the Buddha immediately, after you die, the treasures are also Lao Tzu." ”

Standing in front of Wu Xun and the others at this moment was a tall thin man wearing a gossip robe, looking about forty or fifty years old on his face, and behind him, there were five magicians of the same age, dressed similarly, it should be from the same sect, looking at their strength, they are also the realm of Rongdao real people.

I have to say here that don't rely on appearance to identify the age of a magician, this kind of thing is very unreliable, even some magicians who are late in Rongdao may also take some elixirs that strengthen their beauty and make their appearance much younger than the actual Rongdao time.

Generally speaking, no monk would like others to call himself a bald donkey, and Wu Meat and the others were naturally no exception, so at the moment when the thin tall magician's voice just fell, Wu Meat had already shot out a short sword with a dark green body.

"The thief bald donkey dares to sneak attack Lao Tzu!" The thin sorcerer dressed as a Taoist, but he didn't leave any virtue in his mouth, and at this moment, he saw the short sword turn into a green light shooting in front of him, and he couldn't help but scold, but he also took precautions, and immediately blocked the spell that was secretly pinched in his hand in front of him, and the spell suddenly turned into a huge turtle shell more than two meters high, protecting his whole person behind him.

Tortoiseshell Talisman, a kind of talisman that almost all magicians have, has the advantage that the refining conditions are relatively simple, and the defense is also quite good.

Although the dark green short sword was an ancient treasure, it was of a low grade after all, so it failed to penetrate the defense of the tortoiseshell talisman, and after making a crisp sound of metal collision, it rebounded into Wu Cun's palm, but after the tortoiseshell talisman rippled slightly, it also dissipated.

"Do it!" With Wu Rou shouting, Wu Er, Wu Hate, and Wu Jiu have already rushed up, and the four of their brothers have been inseparable for hundreds of years, and that tacit understanding naturally does not need to be said, the four ancient supreme spiritual weapons are almost at the same time, and they are beckoning up and down the body of the slender and tall magician, and their other palm is not idle, respectively, showing their most proud powerful Gang Technique.

The four of them were all cultivating Wood Attribute Gang Qi, and the lethality of the Wood Gang Technique was almost the weakest among all types of Gang Arts, but the control ability was also recognized as the strongest, so although the thin master had sacrificed three or five spells one after another, it was almost impossible to get out in a short period of time.

"Stop the hustle and bustle, senior brother, hold on, we'll help you!" This hustle and bustle real person also has a helper behind him, so naturally he won't watch his family being beaten, and one by one he also pounced on him like a crying ghost, and all kinds of third- and fourth-order charms suddenly turned into raindrops and smashed down towards the four big monks.

However, Wu Meat and the others also have defensive treasures, and after they cast them to cover their heads, they didn't have to worry about their lives in a short period of time, and then they launched an even more frantic offensive against the real people.

Zhao Xian sat in the distance, and saw that the four big monks seemed to have turned into four huge leather balls, jumping up and down around the motionless real people, but they were blacker than the other, what were the eyes gouged, the throat pinched, and the back of the head was smashed, and a set of yin damage tricks were more skilled than anyone else, where was there still a little bit of the monk's compassion, and the real person looked like he was about to be tortured and cried, and he was sweating like a spring, obviously unable to parry.

Suddenly, Wu Er seized an opportunity, first a mouthful of thick phlegm to the face of the real person, for a strong person of the level of the Martial King, picking flowers and flying leaves can hurt people, not to mention the things that come out of the mouth of the monk Wu Er, the deterrent power of a single round has even far exceeded many artifacts, and the face of the real person has changed greatly, and he will subconsciously flash sideways, so that the defense of the next plate will inevitably be negligent.

"Let's go!" Monk Wujiu suddenly shouted, picked up his thighs as thick as tree stumps, and kicked them hard at three points below the navel of the real person, at this moment, although they were far away, Zhao Xian also heard two eggshell breaking sounds very clearly.

After being hit by this kick, the real person seemed to be choked by a seven-inch snake, a pair of eyeballs almost bulged out of the sockets, and there was a violent inhalation sound like a bellows in his stomach, and his face was even more ugly and ugly, very similar to the color of the eggplant skin.

As that breath of cool air was pumped to the end, the real person rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

"Hehe, you guys just had a good fight, right, now it's our turn, right?" As Wu Xun and the others looked at them, the five Taoist sorcerers all trembled violently, almost subconsciously protecting their crotch with their hands at the same time, and retreated back again and again.

Seeing Zhao Xian speak, the four great monks did not dare to slack off, and once again used the signature black hand to besiege Dafa, and suddenly saw screams again and again, and the five magicians could not escape the poisonous hand after all, and they fainted one by one with their crotches covered and rolled their eyes.

"You...... You ......" The last sorcerer lay on the ground like a shrimp, as if he was too angry, but he still held his breath and did not faint, and slowly pointed his trembling fingers at Wu Meat and the others in turn.

"Sin, sin!"

With the four great monks with a holy face, they all shouted the Buddha number to him, this unlucky child finally rolled his eyes and fainted, it is estimated that at the moment before he fainted, he was still scolding in his heart, you four bald donkeys, you know that it is a sin and you are so black......

"Let's go, walk through this forest, and you will reach the real heart of this ancient tomb, where the real treasure should be. "Watching the four fat monks sloot all the loot, and even the Taoist robes on those magicians were not spared, if it wasn't for Zhao Xian to stop them, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have their underwear left.

Seeing this, Zhao Xian also had to sigh, he finally met someone who could live better than himself, a kind of sympathy that only poor people have, and it was born leisurely in Zhao Xian's heart.

Those six Fusion Dao Realm magicians were able to break into here, and the treasures they looted along the way were not much less than Zhao Xian's, but it was a pity that almost all of them were used by martial artists, and even if they got them, they couldn't immediately improve their strength, otherwise, if they wanted to win, it would definitely not be as easy as Fang Cai.

When Wu Meat and the others were fighting, Zhao Xian also noticed that there were obviously a few groups of people peeping in the distance, but as the battle ended, they all left quietly, obviously thinking that this hard bone was not easy to gnaw, so they dispelled the original idea, of course, the most important point was because Zhao Xian never made a move.

The people who can get here are all strong, and they are not stupid, and if they are not sure, they will naturally not take risks.

"Boss, there are people here, it seems that they have just experienced a very tragic battle, and their opponents seem to be very fierce, they can't help but destroy them, even the clothes have been pulled away, you see that guy's underwear has been pulled off in half, and I don't know if he has been insulted. ”

Bai Er was still talking with flying eyebrows, but suddenly felt the temperature around him drop sharply, tilted his head slightly, but saw Hu Sanniang's delicate face like frost, which was a smirk and closed his mouth.

Chi Lian didn't pay attention to Bai Er, walked straight up to the real person, and kicked him in the head. After all, it was a body that had been transformed by the power of life, and the real person trembled slightly, and then woke up.

"You can see this man in the portrait. Chi Lian squatted down and put the portrait of Zhao Xian in front of the real person.

The real person was still confused, but after seeing Zhao Xian's portrait, he bounced up like a frightened bird, and he didn't even notice that he had been plucked out of the light at the first time.

"Ouch! you...... You're in a group?!" As soon as they stopped the hustle and bustle, the real person screamed, covered his hands underneath again, hunched his waist, and looked at Chi Lian with a frightened expression.

"Let's go, we should be close to him. Chi Lian stood up and continued to follow the wasp forward.

Zhao Xian and the others walked towards the core of the ancient tomb, along the way Zhao Xian had already felt dozens of figures, but everyone seemed to have formed a tacit understanding, before seeing the real treasure, they had no intention of starting a war with others, and they didn't want to be the first bird, and they cheapened others in vain.

The existence of the best like the real person is still a minority after all.

Finally, Zhao Xian and the others left the underground forest, and when the dense trees like stalagmites disappeared into view, what caught Zhao Xian's eyes was a huge stone statue with a height of 100 zhang!

The stone statue was carved into a heroic middle-aged man, dressed in heavy armor, with a huge cloak behind him that seemed to be dancing in the wind, and a heavy sword stuck in front of him, his hands folded on the hilt of the sword, his eyes staring into the distance.