Chapter 302: Broken

No one could have imagined that in the deep hole at the bottom of the pit, there was another world.

However, in the underground space of twenty or thirty zhang, there are countless points of light, each of which contains pure aura and vitality.

On the stone walls of the four directions, it is full of dense formations, and all kinds of illusions are frequent, including the goddess flying to the sky, the white deer Zhizhi, and the spirit turtle offering longevity and so on.

And in that brilliant light, a middle-aged Taoist with a withered face was sitting cross-legged in the air, and countless formations condensed under him, turning into a lifelike lotus platform with flowing runes.

A peaceful aura quietly permeated the entire underground cavern.

Thundered!!!!!

When Ji Yuan was looking, the surging qi and blood suddenly exploded, and then he saw the old man, who was raising his fist and swinging it at the Taoist in mid-air.

There is no doubt at all that Gang Qi punch can definitely easily collapse a small mountain!

However, even the two fists with such great power were blocked by the brilliance, and countless runes were intertwined into a light curtain, allowing the old man's qi and blood and qi to impact like a stormy wave, and he still couldn't move an inch.

"I found this place......

On the lotus platform formed by the condensation of the formation, the middle-aged Taoist slowly opened his eyes and dropped his gaze expressionlessly.

Just one glance shocked the old man of the Shanhe Gang, as if he had been struck by lightning, and even the qi on his body almost collapsed.

"Since you're here, leave your life behind."

The middle-aged Taoist spoke, and his voice sounded like thunder.

I didn't see him make any movements, and there were runes condensed around him, turning into a flying sword the size of a palm, shooting towards the old man five or six feet away.

The seemingly ordinary rune flying sword was just a flash, and it was able to easily penetrate qi, blood, and qi, as if nothing in the world could be broken!

Seeing this, the old man immediately let out a cold snort, and the qi and blood and qi of his body were restrained, causing his body to circulate with a layer of treasure light, and there were faint powerful fluctuations surging in his body.

Bell Bell !!!!

Countless sparks splashed around, and the old man at this moment actually smashed a flying sword with a sharp handle with his two fists!

His iron fist seemed to possess supreme power, circulating with a luster similar to metal, and the sharp flying sword could not even leave a white mark on it!

"It's kind of interesting......

The middle-aged Taoist spoke again, and there seemed to be some surprise in his eyes.

The next moment, he exhaled slowly, and the surrounding points of light suddenly swarmed in, and in an instant, a short sword the length of an arm and the width of two fingers was formed.

On the body of that sword, in addition to the strong vitality flow, it also exudes an astonishing sharp aura.

A soft sound rang out, and the short sword broke through the air in an instant, and appeared directly in front of the old man, only a few inches from the center of his eyebrows.

Ji Yuan could even see that before this sword had completely fallen, the opponent's long hair had already flown backwards, and the long robe on his body was torn apart by countless sword qi.

Faintly, on the body that was as hard as a spiritual mine, there were even dense small blood marks!

"Roll !!"

The old man's hair was all open, and he suddenly threw a punch in front of him.

Behind him, billowing qi and blood gushed out, and it turned into a blood-colored tiger!

There are several feet of huge tiger roaring, and the surging air waves are swept in all directions, quite a kind of tiger roaring mountain forest.

And the old man was also in the roar of the tiger behind him, and his breath suddenly soared by several percent, and under the angry shout, it was as if he was going to smash the mountains and rivers with a pair of iron fists!

Clang!!!

The next moment, the sparks that were enough to burn through the gold and iron burst out, and under the old man's punch, the short sword condensed by the middle-aged Taoist suddenly collapsed!

However, seeing this scene, the old man didn't seem to be satisfied, and waved a pair of iron fists one after another, hammering the short sword that had been shattered in front of him into countless pieces!

After seven or eight breaths, the short sword that was transformed by an innate essence collapsed, and it was only then that he could stop and dew

Make a look of unhappiness.

He walked forward step by step, followed by the blood-colored giant tiger behind him, and a strong aura swept out, actually pressing the light curtain in front of him and constantly retreating.

"But ants, dare to offend?"

The middle-aged Daoist's face turned cold, and a rune flying sword condensed out beside him.

A stream of Dao rhyme flowed, and countless rune flying swords suddenly shot forward, and each flying sword contained, comparable to the power of the peak monk of the Second Realm!

In the face of such a large number of flying swords, even if they were as powerful as the old man, they were still a little struggling, and even under that wonderful Dao rhyme, they couldn't help but retreat a few feet away.

The two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate, condensing the rune flying sword while confronting it with their own fists.

It's just that if this continues, in the end, the old man will definitely die of exhaustion, and the other party's means will not use half a cent of mana at all, but directly borrow the power of heaven and earth.

To be more precise, it is the aura and vitality that have accumulated here for thousands of years!

"Maybe it's not that he doesn't want to kill the enemy with mana, but he doesn't have the slightest mana at all?"

Li Buwei raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Ji Yuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately grasped the key.

A bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind, although there was no exact evidence, but this thought was rapidly amplifying.

He subconsciously glanced up, only to see that the entrance to the deep cave above his head had been buried by a crumbling boulder in the previous streamers.

However, there are still powerful power fluctuations, piercing down from above, as if the deep hole will be opened again at any moment.

The monks of the Three Realms who wanted to come outside had already seen some clues, and on the one hand, they were stopping "Xu Qin" and "Loose Scattered People", and on the other hand, they also wanted to break in.

Turning to take another look, the old man who had gradually fallen into disadvantage, Ji Yuandang even realized that there was not much time left!

He had to fight as hard as he could before the old man was defeated or everyone outside came in, otherwise he would not get anything in the end, and his two lives might not be saved.

"Fight?"

Ji Yuan turned to look, although he was asking, he had already made a decision.

As soon as these words came out, Li Buwei almost did not hesitate, and nodded his head heavily.

At this juncture, all they can do is trust each other sufficiently.

Seeing this, Ji Yuan took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and spit out, and a small tower of several inches suddenly appeared in the streamer.

He hid behind the boulder, not daring to make it too obvious, for fear of attracting the attention of the middle-aged Daoist, the overwhelming rune flying sword was not something that the two of them could easily resist.

With the movement of his mind, the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Tower suddenly spun, and a wave of Spirit Devouring Power quietly diffused out.

Silently, the points of light in the underground cave slowly converged, swallowed up by the small towers of several inches, and gathered in the layers of towers.

It was only five or six breaths that passed, and Ji Yuan suddenly felt refreshed, and he could feel that these points of light contained a huge vitality comparable to the power of life.

Just a few points of light made the aura of the Xuantian Spirit Devouring Pagoda rise slightly, although it was very subtle, but it could be clearly felt that the demon pill of the Red Feather Evil Tiger at its core was being replenished very slowly little by little.

He hurriedly sealed with both hands, and at the expense of the huge aura accumulated in the tower, he forcibly activated the triple unrefined prohibition.

After nearly half a quarter or so, and the aura equivalent to five or six lower-grade spirit crystals, but in the body of the tower of only a few inches, an extremely strong suction force was suddenly released.

"Go!"

Ji Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and even if he hit a mana, it turned into a rune and disappeared into the Xuantian Devouring Spirit Tower!

The small tower of about a few inches suddenly flew out, and with a quick turn, it fell in mid-air with endless brilliance.

The surrounding points of light immediately swarmed uncontrollably, and they were all swallowed into the small tower, only more than ten calls

Just suck it, and it has made this place shine.

"Just ants! And so it is!"

A roar suddenly rang out in the underground cavern.

The middle-aged man sitting on the lotus platform condensed by the formation finally showed an obvious change in expression.

He turned his head sharply to see that the point of light he had accumulated for thousands of years was being swallowed up by a small tower of several inches, and there seemed to be a substantial flame rising from his eyes.

At this moment, the middle-aged man let out a low cry without hesitation, and more rune flying swords suddenly condensed out beside him, and they shot towards the small tower.

Seeing this scene, Li Buwei's heart suddenly raised his throat, and he was already holding several gray iron balls in his hands, which could be beaten out at any time!

However, at this moment, a figure appeared in front of them, it was the old man of the Shanhe Gang!

This person struck out with a pair of iron fists, and the huge blood-colored giant tiger behind him roared even more, blocking the attack of the rune flying sword with his body!

"Hahahahaha! Two little friends, just do it!"

The old man let out a wanton hearty laugh: "As long as the old man is alive, he will not let go of a flying sword!"

How could this Three Realm martial artist not see that the actions of the two behind him must have touched the root of the middle-aged Daoist, otherwise the other party would not be so angry.

When the two fought forward, the other party always looked expressionless, at best, a little cold.

But now he has changed color to the two Second Realm monks, obviously there is something extremely important that has been discovered by these two "Little Monks"!

And this is indeed the case, after a period of a large number of people, Ji Yuan guessed that the "Xu Qin" and "Loose Scattered People" outside were probably just a trick.

What really wants to recover is probably the middle-aged Taoist talent in front of you!

If not, why is the other party hiding?

And in the points of light filled here, there is an extremely amazing aura and vitality, which should be something that the other party has prepared for thousands of years for his resurrection!

Coupled with the strange six-colored golden pills of the two outside, it is not difficult to guess that this middle-aged Taoist is the one who arranged all this.

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