The third-order demon beast is also a precious opportunity for the Yuanying cultivator, and if you are lucky enough to meet it, you will definitely take it.

The first to arrive at the battlefield were two monks in Tsing Yi, who should belong to the same sect, the younger ones had the early Yuan Infant stage, and the middle-aged ones had the middle Yuan Infant Period.

The two of them should want to make a time difference, and take advantage of the other monks to collect the salamander first. Salamanders are not fierce beasts in the sea of sand, their attacks and defenses are relatively weak, and they are not supported by other races. Under the combined efforts of the two primordial monks, they were quickly killed.

"Hurry up and take it, don't wait for the others-"

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

Just as the two Tsing Yi monks were about to take away the salamander, a spiritual light shot out from the sky and smashed not far from the two of them.

For a while, the sand was flying and the stones were gone, and the fighting spirit was strong!

An old man with a white robe led two disciples to gallop over, and there was a late Yuan Infant cultivation. He condescended, overlooking the second monk, and asked in a cold voice:

"What? Do you want to eat alone? ”

The difference in strength between the early and middle stages of the Yuan Infant may be made up with a magic weapon, but when the cultivation reaches the late stage, the strength is obviously not a level.

The two Tsing Yi monks glanced at each other, of course they were not convinced, the middle-aged monk was quite polite, and said to the white-bearded old man first: "This fellow Daoist, it seems that you and I are not casual cultivators, but sect monks, why don't you be reasonable and follow a first-come, first-served etiquette?" ”

The bearded robe old man sneered: "Heh, are you cultivating immortals on the first day?" The weak eat the strong, the one with the highest strength wins, and if the strength is insufficient, let me stand aside and obediently let the salamander out! ”

The monk in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth and relented again: "How about this?" We'll take the salamander's spinal cord, and we'll give everything else to fellow Daoists—"

"Whew!"

The white-bearded old man raised his hand with a spiritual light, and then exploded the two green-robed monks, and shouted angrily: "I have cultivated immortals for more than 800 years, although I am still in the Yuan Infant Stage, but I am not a fool!" The only valuable place for this salamander is the spinal cord, you took it and left some garbage for me? Don't you look down on me! ”

"Old. Mixed. Hairy stuff! After cultivating for 800 years, you are still a Yuanying, and your path is nothing more than that! The young monk couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately sacrificed three spirit swords and killed them in the air.

The white-bearded old man snorted coldly, turned into a blue light shield with one hand, and easily slashed the spirit sword back.

Eight hundred years old, just picking up rags should make a fortune, not to mention a robber?

"I wanted to surround your life, but unfortunately I'm so angry that you have to die!" The white-bearded old man conjured up a yellow order flag and shouted at the sky:

"Thunderbolt listens to me!"

"Zizi ......Zizi" suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, the sky was full of sand, and there were thousands of green thunder in the clouds.

He ...... He's Lei Xiu! ”

"Hack them to death for me!"

"Boom!"

Five green thunderbolts fell from the sky and blasted towards the two Tsing Yi monks.

The monk in Tsing Yi threw out the flying sword, and the spirit escape and the law seal were all easily shattered by the thunder, and in a moment, only the last spiritual light enchantment remained.

"Elder Lu, you and I work together to resist this thunder, and we may not be able to fight against it!" The young monk shouted hello.

The middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Qin, if you hadn't provoked him so rashly, why would we be so embarrassed? You take care of what you do, and you will not be accompanied! ”

After that, I don't know what kind of escape technique was used, and I escaped as soon as I slipped through the smoke.

"Lu Zhongxian, you coward...... Ahhh ”

The young monk was burned by the thunder breath, and he went crazy in pain, and he roared, like a hell ghost, and rushed to the white-bearded old man in the face of the thunder breath: "Old. Mixed. Hair! Even if I am a broken baby, I will die with you! ”

"What a lunatic!" The white-bearded old man waved the command flag, and then blasted down five green thunderbolts, shattering the young monk's body.

The young monk Yuan Ying flew out, burning his spiritual power like a cannonball rushing towards the old man.

"Old. Mixed. Mao, give me death! ”

"Go!"

At the moment when Yuanying was about to explode, the old man threw out a small purple tripod and included Yuanying in the tripod in one fell swoop-

"Boom!"

Yuan Ying exploded in the Ding, Xiao Ding buzzed, held on to three breaths, shattered to pieces, the power of the broken baby leaked out, the old man hurriedly blocked with a shield, but was still shocked into the air.

The hurricane blew away the sand and dust, and the land was clean for ten miles.

"Master, master, are you okay?" The two disciples hurriedly went down to the ground and dug the old man out of the sand.

"Phew!" The white-bearded old man spat out a few mouthfuls of bloody yellow sand and scolded: "Gambling with my life to fight with me, the young people are getting more and more crazy now, fortunately, I have the Fa Ding to offset the power of eighty percent of the broken baby, otherwise you and I will be seriously injured if you don't die!" ”

He took a bottle of elixir and fed it to his mouth, urging, "What else do you help me do, go and take the salamander away, lesp—"

"Whew!"

Another flash of light exploded next to the three of them.

Seven or eight Yuanying monks approached the battlefield one after another with their disciples, in fact, they were already waiting outside the field, and they all wanted to be profitable fishermen.

"Your magic weapon has been shattered, and you are seriously injured, even if you have the late stage of the Yuan Infant, you are not my opponent, get out of the way, I won't kill you!"

It was the Yuanying Monk who had teamed up with Yan Yunting before.

The white-bearded old man sneered: "Even if I am injured, it is still more than enough to treat you, I have cultivated immortals for more than eight hundred years, and there are many magic weapons to escape, but what about you?" Once injured, he will become the fat of others like the salamander. ”

Yuanying Monk scanned the surroundings with his divine sense, and his face gradually sank. Everyone present, who will not know the truth of "the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind"?

"In my opinion, Daoist friends join forces with me, anyway, this salamander is huge, and it is not impossible for half of the spinal fluid to be in person. If it really doesn't work, I'll give Daoist friends 20,000 spirit stones afterwards, how about selling your share? The white-bearded old man suggested.

Yuanying Monk whispered a few words to the two Jin Dan beside him, and said loudly: "What Daoist friends say is exactly what I think!" ”

If the two monks unite, the third monk must be dissatisfied.

"If they're joining forces, why can't we?"

"Fellow Daoists who are willing to join forces with my Heavenly Falcon Peak, please stand up, and afterwards I am willing to give out 30,000 spirit stones!"

"Forget it, senior brother, there's no need to fight to the death for a salamander, there will be many opportunities in the future, ......"

The eight monks standing outside the arena, those who have confidence in their own cultivation, join forces in pairs, and gear up;

There were friars who followed along the way, and they were less courageous, so they withdrew from the battlefield;

There are also some people who pretend to leave, but in fact they only withdraw a hundred miles away, quietly waiting for both sides to lose;

Of course, there are three more people, who have been standing in the clouds, overlooking this "battle for food".

"What do I say, three or five people have more than a dozen hearts, and the word 'human nature' is really vividly reflected here." Yan Yunting sat on the edge of the boat, holding a pot of wine in his hand, watching the fire while drinking.

"Don't you think it's a strange thing? It was obviously a fourth-order demon beast, but it became a third-order, and there were so many people who were called, and they were all Yuanying cultivators. Li Huaian frowned.

He Jingyun spat out a sentence in a deep voice: "This is a trap." ”

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