The four exotic treasures in the jade pond are:

A slender dark yellow incense, rooted in the black gas at the bottom of the pool, is swirling in smoke, as if spitting out a smoke lotus platform, on which you can vaguely see a smiling Buddha statue sitting on a flower.

A piece of black mud with an uncertain shape slowly absorbed the black qi below, and from time to time, vague resentful faces poured out of the black mud, and then dissipated silently in the jade pool.

A delicate and small seal, painted on all sides of the vajra, Buddhist beads, wooden fish, prayer flags and other Buddhist instruments, under the surface of the golden light, suppressing the black gas below.

There is also a small emerald green sword, the body of the sword is crystal clear, exuding rich vitality, swimming freely in the jade pond like a fish.

The four treasures all look extraordinary and of good quality.

The seven of them, together with Lu Xuan, each occupied a position, working together to break the prohibition that shrouded the jade pool.

The spiritual power shield was crumbling, and the black aura at the bottom was even more arrogant.

With a loud bang, the aura shield shattered, and the black qi rose sharply in an instant, and the treasure light was shining.

Four strange treasures shot out of the jade pool.

Several people had already prepared, and they used their own means to instantly pounce on the treasures that flew in different directions.

The dwarf monk's arm was as soft as a bone, and it was extremely elongated, and he grabbed the emerald green little sword, and before he could retract it into his hand, a thunder sword from the sword pill in front of Zhou Bingyu suddenly came, slashing at his pair of strange arms.

The hump on the hunchbacked old man's body suddenly rose high, and a terrible baby cry sounded, and a blue and black baby ghost appeared out of thin air, and the dead arm tightly hugged the small Buddha door seal.

Seeing this, the old man's face was overjoyed, and when he was about to summon the baby ghost back, a gray spiritual light shone on the baby ghost, making it move involuntarily, and the seal in his hand fell down involuntarily.

A crimson sword light flashed like a match, wrapped the dark yellow incense, and came to the elegant scribe.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, harnessed the sword light, and rushed directly outside.

"Want to escape?"

The blood-robed monk sneered, such a high-quality blood food was enough for him to cultivate a blood condensation yin insect king, how could he be willing to let the elegant scribe leave?

The sky was full of blood, and the elegant scribe swept towards it, and there was a sharp hissing sound from inside, as if it contained countless insects.

Among the four treasures, Lu Xuan's first sight was the black mud that oozes resentful souls.

He guessed that this black mud was most likely used to cultivate spiritual plants, so the primary target was on it.

The moment the black mud rushed out with many resentful spirits, he used the four-grade wind and thunder sword to stop the black mud in a flash of lightning.

"This treasure is mine!"

A rough voice came, and the half-foot-tall burly monk stomped on the ground fiercely, and his tall body turned into a remnant of the Dao, rushing towards the Wind Thunder Sword and the Black Mud of the Resentful Soul.

Lu Xuan didn't say a word, his body was like a floating light, and he came to the black mud lightly.

As soon as his mind moved, a deep black sword light appeared on the body of the wind and thunder sword, the wind roared, the wind roared, the thunder appeared, and the surging slaughter towards the burly middle-aged monk.

The burly monk's body swelled again, and the blue and black muscles all over his body were like pieces of hard rock, directly blocking the attacking dark black sword rays.

He has been immersed in the refining body for hundreds of years, and his physical body is incomparably strong, comparable to a four-grade magic weapon, and he is full of confidence in blocking Lu Xuan's sword.

But he still underestimated the power of the Wind Thunder Sword.

Produced by the light group, it must be a high-quality product.

Forged from the Outer Heaven Wind Thunder Stone, it contains the power of powerful wind and thunder, and is in the forefront of the same grade magic weapon.

In addition, Lu Xuan inserted the Wind and Thunder Sword into the scabbard of the mysterious Xuanxuan sword, nourishing it for many days, and the quality was further improved.

It also incorporated the previously obtained Sanpin Xunlei Sword Pill into the sword body.

This makes the power of the Wind and Thunder Sword much greater again.

When it came into contact with the burly monk, the sword fell on his swollen body, and the rock-like muscles were like tofu, easily slicing open, and there was an electric light jumping in the deep wound.

"Ahh

The burly monk roared in pain, feeling the threat of the dark sword light to his body, and the flesh and blood wriggled in the depths of the scar, as if it had vitality, and pushed the sword out.

He originally thought that he could snatch a treasure from this monk who was only in the early stage of foundation building, and it would be worth the trip.

Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous monk was so deeply hidden, and he could easily cause great damage to himself.

The blood and qi in his mind surged, the aura in his body flowed violently, the flesh and blood under the ribs and the back shoulders squirmed, and four arms grew in an instant.

Six huge blue-black fists rained down like rain and smashed wildly towards Lu Xuan.

"It's a bit of a trick."

The black mud of the resentful soul in Lu Xuan's hand disappeared in an instant, and it was included in the gluttonous insect sac, dodging the huge fist that covered the large area beside him.

"Although after cultivating the two body refining techniques and devouring many body-strengthening spirit fruits and treasures, the physical body is already extremely strong, and it should be at the same level as the monk after this transformation."

"Look at his crazy offensive, if he is not careful, he may bump and make some small wounds."

He is like a lonely boat, floating and sinking in the monstrous waves.

"It's better to solve it as soon as possible."

The burly middle-aged monk was in the middle stage of foundation building, and in order to do it once and for all, Lu Xuan silently appeared a red talisman in his hand.

It is the four-grade Great Sun Sword Talisman from the Sword Raising Gourd Light Regiment.

On the crimson talisman, a round of scorching sun swelled violently, and countless brilliant crimson swords shot out, striking at the six-armed burly monk.

In the monk's eyes, it was as if a round of scorching sun had erupted, shining brightly, deep in his sea of consciousness, and his heart was in a trance.

By the time he reacted, countless crimson swords had already come to him.

The half-height body was suddenly submerged in an endless sea of sword qi.

The sword dissipated, revealing the burly middle-aged monk's figure.

Falling to his knees, his six arms hanging limply, his body covered with holes left by dense sword rays.

Through the hole, you can see that the scorched black muscles and internal organs in his body, and the blood has all evaporated under the contact of the Great Sun Sword Qi, leaving only an empty shell.

A strange lantern quietly appeared in Lu Xuan's hand, with white bones as the handle, human skin as the cover, and countless dark red lamp spikes under the lamp base swayed gently like tentacles.

A green light flew out of the burly middle-aged monk's Celestial Spirit Gai and burrowed under the lamp base into the Soul Attracting Lamp.

On the miserable white candle, squeezing countless yin soul resentment, the green light merged into the lamp candle, and a face that was obviously stronger than the other yin spirits appeared, looking at the blurred facial features, which was somewhat similar to the burly middle-aged.

Lu Xuan held the Wind Thunder Sword in his hand and came to the burly monk's corpse, his spiritual power swept over, and the monk's storage bag suddenly appeared in his hand.

Although the infinite sword qi set off by the Great Sun Sword Talisman did not hit the other monks head-on, the eyes of the other six people were more or less affected by the influence of the brilliant sword.

The spiritual sense sensed the death of the burly middle-aged monk, and everyone was shocked in their hearts.

(End of chapter)