After defeating the eight-headed spirit beast beast soul, the monks who entered this place naturally shifted their attention to the scroll on the statue, and their eyes became hot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hardly hesitating, the monks immediately rushed towards the scroll, using different means, reaching for the scroll in an attempt to snatch it over.

Fifteen monks, thirty scrolls, enough for one scroll per person.

After these people rushed over, they were able to successfully seize a scroll, and no one came to fight for it.

It's just that after they seized the scroll, they saw that there was no text on the outside of the scroll, and they immediately opened the scroll and found that there was no text inside, even if they used spiritual power to detect, there was no movement.

Obviously, some of the thirty scrolls are blank scrolls, and only some have content.

"Damn, I grabbed a blank scroll. ”

"Hehe, as luck would have it, I snatched a martial arts scroll. ”

The monks who got the scroll, when they opened it, let out different exclamations, some were angry, some were happy.

Some monks thought that if they couldn't snatch a useful scroll themselves, they would snatch it from someone else, and the effect would be basically the same.

After this decision, the monks who had not been given the useful scrolls immediately pounced on the monks with a look of joy and launched a swift attack.

After these monks entered this secret vault, there were no real allies, only interests, and it was normal for them to fight.

As soon as the spirit beast beast soul was defeated, a battle broke out, and the intensity was not as fierce as before.

Yun Ming also took action and grabbed a scroll, but like most people, it was a blank scroll, so he immediately turned to other scrolls and continued to snatch it.

He rushed over the stone pillar, approached another scroll, and reached out to take it.

In order to determine whether this scroll was useful or not, Yun Ming did not hide it and directly opened the scroll.

When he opened the scroll, a ray of light shone out, not very dazzling, but with a wisp of runes, and a kind of coercion.

Such a scroll is very rare in this temple, and even the scrolls obtained by other monks do not appear in such a situation.

Seeing the scroll in Yun Ming's hand flickering and a rune emerging, the other monks immediately became excited.

The other monks all felt that the scroll that Yun Ming had obtained must not be a simple scroll, if it was a martial art, it was estimated to reach the level of a ground-level martial art.

"Hand over the scroll, or you're not welcome. Someone shouted, the voice was very loud, revealing a kind of domineering.

This is a monk of the eightfold innate realm, with a very burly figure, very explosive muscles, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, the muscles are almost stretching the clothes, with short hair, a Chinese face, about thirty years old, looking very rough.

In his hand, he held a mountain-opening axe, swirling with spiritual power, flashing with a faint light, looking very strong.

The fierce innate master rushed over, without the slightest politeness, and directly turned the mountain axe in his hand, raised it high, and slashed towards Yun Ming, wanting to kill the latter, not wanting to waste time at all.

"Look for death!"

Yun Ming glanced up at the fierce monk who rushed over, and snorted coldly.

He didn't rush to put the scroll away, but pulled a wisp of spiritual power to wrap it, causing the scroll to levitate beside him.

At the same time, he stepped forward, his hands reached out, and in a gesture of counting the heavens, he mobilized his majestic spiritual power, gathered on his arms, and surged around his arms, flashing with dazzling silver light.

"Heavenly Fist!"

Lantian Fist, which is also a martial art plundered by Yunming, has reached the middle level of the ground level, and the power is even more powerful, carrying the momentum of chasing the clouds and the moon, and attacking fiercely, with the silver bracelet, the power will be even more terrifying.

When he was still five meters away from the burly monk, Yun Ming's figure suddenly stopped, his fists slammed forward, and the violent power rushed out, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted, emitting a strange sound, echoing in the temple.

The terrifying fist rushed out, like two dragons rushing out, constantly shattering the existence in front of them, breaking through all the forces that approached.

The cultivation of this innate master is good, reaching the eightfold innate realm, three small realms higher than Yun Ming, but he is a casual cultivator, without a strong background, without the support of forces, and the martial arts he cultivates are not advanced.

The most powerful martial arts he cultivated were only human-level high-level, and he didn't even have a ground-level martial art, which limited his combat effectiveness.

Now, Yun Ming has mastered three mid-level martial arts, and if you want to talk about combat effectiveness, a monk who has not reached the Cave Void Realm has no way to compete with him at all.

Rumble!

Two powerful fists blasted out, shattering the sword-like force that the burly monk had slashed down, turning into countless fragments and spreading out towards the surroundings.

Moreover, the fist also rushed forward, landing on the eightfold monk of this Innate Realm, blasting him out.

Boom!

Although he was burly and not weak, he couldn't bear it at all when he was attacked by a mid-level martial art, and even if he used the mountain opening axe in his hand to resist, there was no way to defuse the offensive.

This monk was directly blasted away, his body suffered a heavy blow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, many bones on his body were broken, and his momentum immediately weakened.

After defeating this innate master and flying out, Yun Ming did not pause, but still rushed forward, performing phantom footwork, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the monk who crashed into the wall.

In this case, Yun Ming felt that it was necessary to stand up and deter those monks who wanted to fight him, otherwise, there would always be trouble coming to the door, but it would cause him trouble.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Ming swung his right fist, mobilized his powerful spiritual power, and cast a mountain-breaking attack, which blasted straight out, hitting this innate master who had suffered heavy losses.

Rumble!

A punch landed on the innate master, immediately causing his body to dent, all the bones in front of his chest were shattered, and a blood hole appeared, his heart was shattered, his body was shattered in half, and blood burst out, staining Yun Ming's cheeks and the bronze wall behind him, which looked bloody and cruel.

When the other monks who were fighting saw this scene, they couldn't help but be awe-inspired, their pupils trembled slightly, they didn't expect a young man, his strength was so strong, he defeated a cultivator of the eightfold innate realm in two rounds, and he was brutally killed, and the means were extremely bloody.

Seeing Yun Ming kill this innate master, the other monks were really shocked, and they were reluctant to be enemies with Yun Ming, feeling that even if they could defeat him, they would have to pay a great price, which was not cost-effective at all.

"Is there anyone else going to make a move?"