'It should be here, similar to the Danyuan branch of the Instrument Rune Vein! ’

Wang Zijia looked at the area of this complex for a moment, and Chu Ziyu immediately pointed to the skeleton monk soldier who was mechanically patrolling below: "Father, that should be the skeleton monk guarding this place!" ”

"The child has tried many times before, but there is no way to avoid it, and it is useless to sneak in, it seems that the rules of the treacherous domain are affected. To enter, you need to go through it first. Infiltrating is also bound to be locked. ”

'Is there a regional active hatred mechanism?' ’

Wang Zijia looked at it, this is a team of skeleton monks dressed as warrior monks, looking at the texture of the white bones, the two leaders are similar to the main and deputy captains, they should be the bones of the baby god, and the remaining eight team members are real bones.

Wang Zijia didn't mean to be tempted, he raised his hand and made a move, and the spear with chopsticks condensed out.

"Woohoo!"

After the spear left its body, it quickly grew larger, turned into a streamer, and rushed towards the group of warrior monks.

In the next moment, the ten warrior monk skeletons actually formed a formation, and a hemispherical golden light shrouded their entire body.

"Boom!"

Under the bombardment of more than a dozen spears, the warrior monk team was not injured at all.

And when the bombing just ended, the aura of the ten warrior monks hooked up, like a whole, rushing towards Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia's heart was slightly cold, and his understanding of the ancient sect was a little deeper. It's all like this, and there will be a formation!

Wang Zijia, who didn't dare to be careless, was surrounded by ghost fog, and the five ghosts turned into five clouds of black smoke and floated out.

'Shinto: Five ghosts confuse the gods! ’

The five clouds of ghost mist expanded, directly enveloping the team of warrior monks who rushed forward, and in the ghost mist, one by one the deep white ghost claws entangled the warrior monks like the claws of the devil poking out of hell.

Ten warrior monks are one, and the ghost mist is difficult to erode them, but it succeeds in making them stop.

Wang Zijia's movements did not pause, the mana of his whole body skyrocketed, and as soon as he turned his hand, a small golden seal rotated rapidly in his hand.

"Go!"

The small seal rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became the size of a house. Seeing this, the smoked five ghosts immediately dodged and retreated.

"Boom!"

As the golden seal fell, a faint earthquake sounded.

Under the golden seal, the golden light held up by the ten skeletons kept flickering, but it resisted hard.

Wang Zijia's eyes were slightly cold, the golden seal was raised again, and the warrior monk who had escaped from the predicament wanted to rush to Wang Zijia again.

Wang Zijia's eyes suddenly shot out two golden streamers, penetrating the golden light of his possession without hindrance, and fixed a skeleton in the real realm in the team.

The team that rushed forward quickly immediately saw a skeleton monk fall behind.

The golden shield that enveloped them disappeared immediately, but the next moment, the aura of the nine people reconnected, and they wanted to re-emerge the shield.

"Fall!"

Wang Zijia, who had been prepared for a long time, did not hesitate at all.

The small golden seal lightning fell.

"Bump!"

Then lift up again, fall again!

"Bumper!"

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the earth shook for a while.

"Gollum!"

Chu Ziyu, who was watching the battle from afar, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, watching the golden seal keep rising and falling, thinking that if it fell on him······

Wang Zijia smashed it six or seven times with all his strength in one go, and more than one percent of his mana was consumed.

"Whoa!"

This is, a subtle voice sounded, and the entire "Medicine King Palace" complex began to weather, and together with the weathering, as well as the skeletons of that team, Wang Zijia stopped moving.

The second time I saw such a scene, it was already certain that the reason why the surrounding buildings had not dissipated for countless times was entirely because of the influence of the Strange Domain. Its Buddhist soldiers, skeletons and buildings have become one.

In a moment, most of the buildings in the surrounding area disappeared, and only a few things remained.

These things that have not been weathered together still contain some spirituality to a greater or lesser extent.

Wang Zijia beckoned, and after dozens of weathering, all the jade bottles, boxes, and pill gourds left behind were detained in front of him.

Wang Zijia didn't have much joy, frowned and opened a box.

A rotten aura spread, leaving only a few elixir remnants in the box.

There is still a little bit of spirituality does not mean that these things are still intact, Wang Zijia frowned, and opened all the remaining pills.

Without exception, all of them are scrapped.

Either it is rotten, or the spiritual drain is so bad that it has lost its original effect.

Obviously, even if these things have been encapsulated and preserved, they have not weathered with them, and they are on the verge of disintegration.

In the end, Wang Zijia only had a few tattered monk's robes and two white bone relics in his hand, which were barely of use.

'I'm stupid, I shouldn't have looked for Dantang, I should have gone to Qitang!' ’

'Compared to the elixir, the utensils are more probable, and even if the spiritual loss is severe, like these tattered monk's robes, they are not completely waste, at least they can be integrated into the magic weapon. ’

If possible, it is best to find the secret book of the exercises, similar to the branch of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. The cheats have a way to flow, and time is difficult to decay. ’

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Wang Zijia decisively reversed the direction, and according to the layout, he looked for the instrument hall in the building complex.

Chu Ziyu silently followed, and Wang Zijia acted as a coachman.

With his previous experience, Wang Zijia has a certain understanding of the general layout concept of the Three Realms Temple, so it is quite purposeful to search.

In a moment, Wang Zijia found another building.

"Divine Soldier Hall"

I don't know if it's because of the Warrior Monk's Hall next to it, or because the Divine Soldier Hall is already sufficient, there are actually two teams of skeletons walking around here.

Wang Zijia frowned slightly, but did not hesitate in his movements.

With a raise of his hand, two lava fireballs flew out and rushed towards the two teams of Skeleton Buddha soldiers at the same time.

"Boom!"

In the huge explosion, two teams of skeleton soldiers in the golden light shield rushed towards Wang Zijia.

The five ghosts flew out and turned into ghost mist and entangled with a team.

Wang Zijia carried a gun and rushed towards the other team, and as soon as he made contact, Wang Zijia was immediately suppressed.

Not only because there are two infant god-level skeletons, but more importantly, the warrior monks of this team of ten skeletons act as if they are one, and there is a fixed formation between the battles and collisions, which is extremely difficult!

This is still the premise that only instinct is left, if such a team is alive, it is estimated that Wang Zijia will be defeated one after another.

Fortunately, no matter how strong it is, if you only have instinct, you are just a puppet.

After adapting for a moment, Wang Zijia seized an opportunity to lightning off a real skeleton, and at the moment when its formation was broken, several lava fireballs were thrown.

"Boom!"

The explosion was so great that it blew nine skeletons into the air, and most of them disintegrated and disappeared in the air. And the two team leaders also turned into two relics under the prince's good point killing knife.

Wang Zijia immediately turned to the other side, and the skeletons who were enveloped in the ghost mist by the five ghosts were entangled.

Probably the five ghosts belong to the ghost path, and the cultivation is still a little insufficient, even if there is IQ suppression, it is a little difficult to deal with, and it is a bit miserable to be beaten.

After Wang Zijia inserted it, he got better instantly.

"Bumper!"

After another quarter of an hour, as a golden seal continued to fall, the ground shook and the surrounding buildings began to weather.

Unlike before, the building of the Divine Soldier Hall has only dissipated most of it.

The main skeleton of many buildings is still remaining, with a little bit of spiritual light.

Obviously, the materials used to build the buildings here are much higher and much stronger.

In the room, most of the decorations have also been weathered, and only a few artifacts that were obviously of good grade before, and the spirituality has not disappeared, remained.

Wang Zijia was just about to step forward to collect the battle power, and in the next moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

I noticed a 'rat'.

His eyes flashed with golden light, and a hidden mouse under the fluctuation of spiritual power was pulled out by Wang Zijia.

"Look for death!"

In the next moment, the golden seal in his hand flew out and smashed into a certain place in the ruins.

"Boom!"

A dull collision sounded, and a thin old man was pulled out by Wang Zijia.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

The old man's breath continued to fluctuate, and he smiled vigorously at Wang Zijia.

Dare to see such a battle movement and touch it, trying to pick Wang Zijia's peaches, obviously the old man is also a baby god, and he is a baby god early monk.

Wang Zijia's eyes flashed with cold light, and after seeing the other party, he had no intention of stopping.

One is to weigh the other party, and the other is to try what strength he has now. And there's no need to find excuses, this old guy made it himself.

"Definitely!"

In the next moment, Wang Zijia's eyes flashed with golden light, and he abruptly fixed the smiling old man in place.

The small golden seal in his hand fell violently.

"Bump!"

The smoke and dust cleared, and the old man was smashed into a ball of flesh, and there was no movement.

Wang Zijia frowned, his eyes fluctuated, and dozens of spears flew out of his body, bombarding everywhere.

"Boom!"

As the explosion sounded, more than a dozen identical old men appeared around.

The old man looked at Wang Zijia, frowned, and said, "Daoist friends don't have to be like this, right?" ”

Wang Zijia raised his eyebrows and said, "Doppelganger technique? No, Left Path Illusion? Color Gate's? ”

Between the words, he looked at the old Dao who was smashed into pulp by him, as if he was not dead at the moment. The flesh and blood wriggled, turned into a flesh and blood puppet, stood up again, and looked at Wang Zijia with the old people around him.

More than a dozen doppelgangers are veterans, and they are not normal.

Some took off their heads and tossed them like balls, while looking at Wang Zijia. Some of the four proliferated, all kinds of treacherous changes······

"Huo, is it still orthodox fishy?" Wang Zijia came to the road with some interest.

There are also 800 side doors between the Demon Gate and the Xuanmen Sect, which belong to the school of both good and evil.

Caimen is one of them, focusing on illusion, among which the strange and bloody illusion is the authentic inheritance, which is called the fishy color.

Of course, the Dao has reached the level of the four-grade infant god, and the illusory and the real are only between one thought.

"The old road is passing by the road, and the itchy hands are a little inauthentic, so don't you accompany the Taoist friends, how about stopping here?" Lao Dao more than a dozen doppelganger phantoms, playing with their arms, throwing their heads, with a weird smile, looked at Wang Zijia, and said in unison.

Between the overlapping voices, it seems a little treacherous, and with its infant god cultivation, it is quite bluffing!

(End of chapter)