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"Second brother, we were lucky this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info" Tie Dan picked up the elixir of a dead monk and smiled happily. "Add another trick, iron egg, let's go to the core area to see if we can fight. The black-clothed monk swallowed an elixir and quietly felt the aura working in his body.
"Brother, let's think about it again, this time the realm lord said that he wanted to accept an apprentice. Those old monsters, all crazy. They are all guarding in the core area, and we can't snatch that heaven-level elixir. The fat Taoist said in embarrassment.
"Well, I know that, too. But I missed this time, and I don't know when I will wait for the next time. To have such an opportunity, I am just unwilling. The blackfriar untied his turban, looked at his long gray hair, and sighed helplessly.
Seeing the second brother like this, Tie Dan felt a little inexplicably sad in his heart, over the years, the second brother has shouldered too many things. He couldn't help but say, "Otherwise, let's go to the edge and have a look." Maybe we can meet an unlucky guy who just grabbed the elixir and fell injured in front of us. ā
When the blackfriar heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. As a brother, he has a big heart, and he can think about everything in a good place. He tied up his long hair and wrapped it in a headscarf again. "Let's go, let's try our luck. The two looked at each other and smiled, and quietly walked towards the core area together.
There are not a few people who think the same way as them. A wave of new elixirs flew out from that Dao Pavilion in the Second Realm Mountain, turning into countless brilliance and landing on the four blows in the core valley.
Countless eyes with various hearts watched closely the fall of the rain of pills. The rumored Heavenly Rank Pill still hasn't appeared. A red-haired strong man, carrying a human head, said to a dozen frightened monks around: "If you don't want to die, get out, I've covered this place." ā
"Red hair, I didn't expect you to be dead. A pale monk in a blue robe fell straight down from the sky. "Old ghost, you also come to join in the fun. The red hair said unceremoniously.
"Realm Lord, this time I'm going to accept apprentices again. If you want to be his apprentice, I just want to grab a nine-turn golden pill. The monk, who didn't have a trace of blood on his face, smiled sharply. His voice shook some of the monks, and their eardrums were bleeding.
"Some small shrimp also come here to compete with sharks for food, and they really don't know whether they are alive or dead. The old ghost looked at the low-level monks who fell to the ground and said coldly. "Hehe, old ghost, you're so bold. The teacher's ears are very smart, I am going to decide this elixir, you really want to rob me. The red-haired man threw away the head in his hand and smiled.
When the old ghost was told by him, he couldn't help but be shocked. He looked around, but didn't see much of an echo. Only then did the old ghost calm down a little and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I respect the teacher very much, this elixir, let's rely on their own means." ā
The two of them glanced at each other, and each occupied a hill, waiting for the arrival of the pill. It didn't take long for each of the five central peaks to occupy a monk. They have all fought with each other. They all know their strengths, and they won't fight with all their strength until the last moment. The five monks, however, tacitly did not allow the other monks to approach, and forcibly divided the territory. Their great strength made the monks dare not speak out.
The air seemed to condense, and the monks held their breath like beasts before they were hunted. There was a small sound, and a young man in shabby clothes walked out of the mountain forest.
The person who came was Bai Yan, who had swallowed a large number of pills after three days of fighting. His spiritual power has been greatly improved. He has already reached the high rank of the Earth Patrol, and he is only one step away from reaching the rank of the Sea Patrolman.
Bai Yan's eyes were red, looking at the five monks on the top of the mountain. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the white-haired monk with a long sword on his back closest to him, and said, "You, give up your position." ā
As soon as these words came out, the other four monks laughed weirdly. The red-haired man laughed and said, "Haha, little Jianjian, it seems that you are being underestimated." When the white-haired monk heard this, his hair stood upside down.
He looked at Bai Yan and sneered, "A little land patrol envoy dares to come to find death, and I will fulfill you." Before he could finish speaking, the long sword behind him flew out, and a terrifying sword light flashed.
"Boom. With a bang, where Bai Yan was, even the entire mountain was split in half. The other four monks, even the red-haired man, showed a look of jealousy. All these years of training do not seem to have been in vain. The white-haired monk couldn't help but smile smugly, and he stroked the long sword as if he were touching his lover's face.
Just as he was distracted, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. A flash of light flashed, and the white-haired monk disappeared in an instant. He was pulled into a strange space by Bai Yan, and he didn't react yet.
I saw a terrible figure, open its bloody mouth, and pounce on him. The white-haired monk was a man of many battles, and he drew his sword almost reflexively to block his opponent's deadly attacks.
"Even you, a little patrolman, want to kill me. Shura Kendo. Bai Haixiu roared in a low voice, waving the long sword in his hand. Countless sword lights flew out, shattering that figure in an instant, and even this strange space became unstable.
"You have to hurry up, don't kill each other again, I can't hold it anymore. "The Creation Divine Sphere in Bai Yan's body came with anxious news. Bai Yan had been struck into a strange flesh ball by the terrifying sword light.
Bai Yan's consciousness was already a little unclear, and he only retained the most primitive impulses. Devouring each other has become his unstoppable desire. The white-haired monk was cornered, countless pieces of flesh splattering before his eyes.
No matter how much his sword light is, these flesh balls are like endless killing. The white-haired monk was a little desperate, this strange space greatly inhibited his strength. If this continues, will I die here?
Just when the white-haired monk couldn't support it, Bai Yan's situation was even worse. In order to support this space, the aura of the Creation Divine Sphere has been exhausted, and he is already extracting his own aura. The mass of flesh roared, fighting for the last shred of strength.
The last wave of flesh rushed towards the white-haired monk like a tidal wave. When a small lump of flesh splashed onto the white-haired monk's shoulder, he finally lost his strength to resist. He threw down the sword in his hand and watched it disappear into flesh.
Only a moment later, Bai Yan appeared again. He looked unceremoniously at the other four monks and sat down on the top of the mountain. The other four monks glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes. They didn't say anything, turned their heads, and obviously acquiesced to Bai Yan's qualifications.
Bai Yan sat quietly on the top of the mountain, only he knew how dangerous it was just now. Maybe the white-haired monk, as long as he held on a little longer, he would disappear like a bubble.
The spiritual power of the white-haired monk, like a huge river, was constantly rushing and impacting in Bai Yan's body. It didn't take long for him to be a sea patrolman. Look, I'm one step further, and I won't let you down. Bai Yan, who had endured the pain, laughed miserably, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.