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When the thunder that descended from the Prison Peak hit his body, and when the pain exploded more clearly in his nerve center, Mo Changgeng knew that he was self-defeating.

However, at this time, he was extremely calm, and under the effect of the Seven-Colored Liquid, there was almost no one who was not calm, although the Seven-Colored Liquid in the Soul Calming Pill was very thin.

In this extremely calm state, Mo Changgeng could clearly feel that he seemed to have entered a certain state, which gave him a clearer understanding of pain and changes in his body, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

He knew that although the thunder of the Prison Peak made him hurt, it was still inferior to the upcoming Infant Tribulation Thunder.

The reason why everyone can't bear it is entirely because of the thunder pool. Being struck by lightning and jumping into the thunder pool and accepting the baptism of thunder water in the thunder pool are completely different things.

If you can withstand the baptism of thunder water in the thunder pool, then the baby tribulation will be stable.

Finally, he climbed the Prison Peak and stood on the edge of the Thunder Pool.

The thunderclouds rolled in the sky, and the thunder flashed in the thunderclouds, like a thunder net.

The thunder net descended thunder and converged on the top of this peak to form a thunder pool, and this space also became a thunder realm because of this thunder pool.

Countless people at the bottom of the mountain looked up at this figure bathed in thunder, imagining that this guy jumped into the thunder pool, and then jumped out like a grasshopper and was blasted into the bottom of the mountain by the thunder.

The nearly 100 monks present had all suffered this before, and no one was an exception.

They don't think there will be an exception for someone who has already tried two or three times.

Mo Changgeng exhaled and walked into the thunder pool, which was not deep, but only to his chest. All he had to do was walk in and be in the Thunder Pool...... You can stay as long as you can.

The kind of monk who takes the initiative to bounce out as soon as he jumps in is basically impossible to get any benefit from this thunder pool, at most it is just to add some damage to the body.

......

When Mo Changgeng stepped into the thunder pool, in the secret room on the other side of the palace complex, the battle had evolved from a three-person melee to a four-person melee battle.

Originally, four monks entered, and three monks started a scuffle, and Wen Liang, a monk who only cultivated in the middle of Jindan, could only hide in the corner and watch tremblingly.

It's not that he doesn't want to participate in the war, but he can't, as soon as he makes a move, he will be exposed, and as soon as he is exposed, everyone will know that he is a paper tiger, and the result waiting for him will be miserable.

After entering this zenith secret realm, Wen Liang realized how stupid his practice of coming here to wave in the middle of Jindan cultivation was.

As far as the eye can see, they are all at the peak of Jindan, and even the late stage of Jindan is a minority, and he is really a second ha who has mixed into the wolves.

Thinking about it again, only the king who cultivated in the early stage of Jindan did not give up, and Wen Liang secretly worried about the king's refusal, he was so difficult, wouldn't it be even more difficult for Senior Brother Jun?

Wen Liang was feeling sorry for himself and Jun Buren, and after the three crazy guys over there gradually calmed down, they suddenly hit him with a tacit understanding.

Obviously, they want to pull Wen Liang, who was hiding aside to watch the play, into the battle, and they don't want to give Wen Liang a chance to be a fisherman, and they will die together.

Seeing this, Wen Liang sighed softly in his heart, and then quietly picked up a spirit rune with his fingertips and threw it towards the top of the secret room.

The spirit rune shot above the secret room, instantly turning into a flood of sword qi and spilling down.

Looking at the sharp sword qi raging in the secret room, the three monks screamed and danced in it, blood spilled, and the wooden box on his head was bombarded by the sword qi, and he sighed faintly.

"Senior Brother Jun is right, people are in the rivers and lakes, and sometimes it's really not like you can be a good person if you want to be a good person. I obviously don't have the intention to kill you, but why do you want to force me to kill?

Wen Liang knew very well that if he didn't kill them, they would definitely find an opportunity to kill him, as could be seen from the grandson surnamed Sun who suddenly attacked him.

It's already a killer, and then you can pretend that everything is business as usual?

Impossible!

After a long time, the sword qi disappeared, and looking at the three guys outside the box who didn't even have time to use the golden pill self-explosion, Wen Liang patted his chest, "Master, the disciple wasted another sword talisman you gave." But this time it's to save my life, I can't help it!"

Walking out from behind the box, Wen Liang came to the three broken corpses, took out a black flag, shook it, and put away the remnant souls that had been crushed by the sword qi. Then he picked up the storage bags from the three monks, followed by the rest of the chamber.

What was originally the weakest and most harmless side ended up being the big winner.

But after tossing and turning in the secret room, the big winner sat down again, holding his face and saying, "Senior Brother Jun, you must come to save me!"

......

Jun who was placed high hopes on Wen Liang did not give up, and at this time he was struggling to crack the formation in front of him.

The principle of the immortal formation is the same as that of the ordinary formation, and even if it is a new formation, it cannot escape the scope of the basic formation. For Jun Bu Wai, in the state of enlightenment, this is not very difficult.

Finally, after he consumed two drops of the Colorful Liquid, his figure disappeared outside the formation, and with a group of wild monks, he stepped into this immortal array.

Passing through the formation, what appeared in front of him was the ruins he had seen before.

For the things in this palace, even if they are ruins, you don't want to waste them if you don't give them up, and the broken ship is all nailed in three catties! Not to mention the collapsed fairy palace.

Without any hesitation, he put all these broken bricks and tiles into the storage bag, and even took out the Red Flame Ugin Gun, poked here and prying there.

There was nothing in the outer hall, except for tables and chairs, these things he naturally would not let go.

There were still some teacups on the table, but they had been knocked over, and he found them all and put them in a storage bag.

After the outer hall was searched, he pushed the door to the inner hall, and a wisp of fragrance wafted into his nose, he quickly held his breath and felt it with his clone.

In the inner sanctum is a boudoir with a bed, table, chairs, and a dresser.

On the side of the dresser, there is also a box.

"This palace is supposed to be lived by a woman. ”

Jun Buqi opened a box in the inner hall, and a burst of fragrance wafted out, making people's spirits shake, the aroma was a little intoxicating, it was not poisonous gas, but the fragrance of women's fat powder.

There are a few clothes stacked in the box, and on the top is a white bandeau with a lotus flower in the countryside, the material is very special, like ice silk, very smooth, and the defensive array on top is layered on top of each other, dense, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

"If I give this to Aunt Yu, will Aunt Yu think I'm frivolous?"

Jun Bu Hehe chuckled, put the bandeau back in the box, covered the box, and put the box and dresser in his storage bag, and then began to pack up other things.