Keep shopping.

One thousand spirit stones bought a Qi Refining Realm monk uniform produced by the Colorful Linglong Pavilion, which comes with an aura cover, and will automatically protect the Lord when attacked, and its defense is very good.

The most important thing is that this aura cover is renewable, as long as the spirit stone is embedded in the magic circle, it only takes an hour to fill the aura in the aura cover.

As for the spirit stones, there is no shortage at all.

I spent a thousand spirit stones to buy five spells, and the records are all techniques for building the foundation realm - water dragon trick, this technique is a secret technique of the water system, with the aura of water condensed into a dragon, the attack power is quite high, and the most important thing is that after blessing to the charm, it is the monk of the qi refining realm, and it can be activated.

With these five spells, Joladan was more certain about this trip.

Because.

The brute beast guarding that secret realm, and even a fourth-order salamander, water overcomes fire, these five spells, even if they can't kill the fourth-order salamander, they can also delay its movements, it doesn't take too long, it only takes a few breaths of time, you can open the door of the secret realm.

There were still more than 8,000 spirit stones left, and Joladan didn't squander them anymore.

There's nothing to buy, whether it's pills, weapons, or all kinds of materials, it's useless.

Sit back and wait for the map to come to you.

More than an hour later, the boss returned.

"These two maps can't be passed on, you can only memorize here, give you two hours, and I'll destroy it after I finish remembering!"

That's a bit of a trick.

In two hours, it's easier said than done to memorize two maps of such complexity.

But.

The boss insisted that he couldn't take it away, and Joradan couldn't help it.

I had to take out six thousand spirit stones, and then I began to memorize wildly.

"Huh, why aren't the maps complete?"

Looking at the three-tiered map, which recorded less than two-thirds of the information, Joradan was not happy.

The boss spread his hands helplessly: "It's not that I won't give it to you, Yimen doesn't have a complete map, unless you can integrate the information of all the Xiuzhen sects in the entire Qinglu Mountain Range, otherwise, don't even think about getting a complete map." ”

It's a mess.

Qiao Ladan didn't expect that even a sect as big as Yimen would not be able to collect a three-layer map, which shows how difficult this refining illusion is.

Looking at the four-layer map again, good guys, there is not even a tenth of the information recorded, and more than ninety percent of the entire map is black.

These six thousand spirit stones are lost!

Lose?

This is how Joraldan doesn't understand the market.

You must know that this one-tenth of the four-layer map, but it took Yimen thousands of years to send dozens of waves of disciples into the Illusion of Refining Realm, and there were countless casualties before he came up with such a map, and its value can be imagined.

There is also a reason why it will appear on the market this time.

The Yimen disciple who peddled this material, in this refining illusion selection, won the first place by chance, and obtained the power to hold the map.

The right not to expire.

So, this Yimen disciple started to peddle the map, and it happened that an old friend came to the door, so he asked this old friend to sell it, so he had the opportunity to buy this map with 6,000 spirit stones from Jordan, if you change the time and place, let alone 6,000 spirit stones, 60,000 can't be bought.

The map is incomplete, and it will naturally save a lot of trouble to remember, plus the monk's divine sense is stronger than that of mortals, and his memory has also increased greatly, and in less than an hour, Joradan memorized all the two maps, checked them repeatedly, and there were no omissions, so he returned the jade pendant to the boss.

Flash!

Running to a barren mountain on the outskirts of the valley, Joradan chose a decent place and sat cross-legged, waiting for the illusion of refining to open.

Three days to go.

Be patient.

With the passage of time, the valley became more and more lively, and more and more monks, from all directions, took the teleportation array, came to Yimen, and came to this valley.

The valley was overcrowded, and the barren mountains around it were not at peace.

It's not.

Joraldan, who wanted to keep a low profile, was approached by trouble.

A group of monks surrounded it.

"It's such a good place, it's too wasteful for you to occupy it alone!"

"Get out, this place belongs to our Pingtian Sect!"

"Look at what, look again, gouge out your eyeballs!"

"Don't get out of here!"

That's angry.

If this group of people could talk well, Joradan wouldn't mind letting this group sit here.

However, this group of guys is too arrogant, arrogant, and scolding, how ugly it is.

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Sou!

Joladan kicked his legs, and the man had already run out.

No weapons were used.

Syllable!

A resounding slap in the face was struck in the face of the monk who led the way and scolded the most.

Quite a lot of strength.

After this slap, the monk's face was suddenly swollen and could not be seen, as if he had been stung by a poisonous bee.

"Ahhh

"Rub, dare to argue with our Pingtian Sect, go die!"

"Kill!"

The leader was beaten, and the little brother under his command could not bear it, screaming, waving his weapon, towards Joradan, and attacked.

"Cut!"

Joradan pursed his lips disdainfully.

The foundation building realm has been killed, and a group of cultivators who have only refined the qi realm have not taken it seriously at all.

Sou!

The silver gun, with a flick of a spear, lit up.

Why use guns?

There is such a saying in the world of the previous life, an inch is long and an inch is strong, this silver spear is a few feet longer than the golden sword, and after calculation, isn't that power so strong that it explodes?

This is not!

Sou!

The silver spear turned into a poisonous Jiao, and with a straight stab, a monk who rushed to the front directly stabbed him through the heart.

Draw your gun.

Stab again.

Another monk was stabbed to death.

Confused.

Those disciples of the Pingtian Sect who were brandishing weapons and charging were all stunned.

No one expected that the seemingly bulliable single person would be such a killing god, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed two people to death.

"Kill, kill him, kill him, use spells, give me spells!"

The leader, jumping and screaming in a fit of rage, instructed the doorman to continue the attack.

Fire Serpent.

Water snake.

Ground thorns.

......

In an instant, a chaotic spell blasted towards Joraldan.

However.

Swish!

A golden light shield suddenly appeared, protecting Qiao Radan's whole body, all these spells, when they touched this light mask, it was like hitting a steel plate, and they exploded one after another, but they did not hurt this light mask in the slightest.

"Hey, the value of a thousand spirit stone flowers!"

Joradan was happy in his heart, but his hands didn't stop, and he kicked his legs and rushed towards the leading guy, and with a shake of the silver spear, a spirit snake came out of the hole, and went straight to the chest.

Boom!

Stabbed.

But instead of stabbing the leading monk, he stabbed a long sword.

The force of the impact was quite large, and the shocked Joladan tiger mouth was numb, and the silver spear almost fell to the ground.

And the long sword that appeared out of thin air did not move at all, suspended in mid-air.

Edgeworthiness?

Joraldan, with a pang in his heart, turned his head to look for it.

"Stop it!"

A monk descended from heaven and fell into the crowd.

With a move of his hand, the long sword that had blocked Joradan's thunderous blow flew back into the monk's hand.