The white-haired old man frowned, and tentatively hit several soil nails at the location where Beihe was before, but all of these soil nails fell to the ground, making several clanging sounds.

In his familiar environment, try not to leave convenience for anyone, this is what Lu Hou taught him.

In order to avoid the Seven Princes, Beihe lived in this cave for more than a year, and he had already touched every corner of this place, and he was very familiar with the environment here, even if his eyes were closed, he could walk freely.

Not only that, but in addition to sprinkling fallen leaves and volcanic stones in the passage, he also arranged a simple mechanism in the stone room.

In the darkness, Beihe quietly came to a corner and turned a wooden wheel.

"Boom la la ......"

The iron chains on the runner fell off one by one, and as the iron chains were loosened, a thousand catties of boulders that were fixed on the stone wall above the head and linked by the iron chains broke away from the wall, and quietly drew an arc in the dark, roaring towards the location of the white-haired old man at the entrance of the passage.

What followed was a loud "boom".

"Damn it!"

The next breath was the angry voice of the white-haired old man.

If you can see it at this moment, you will find that this person was hit by the boulder on the wall, covering his layer of qi, and cracks appeared in a precarious manner, and finally "bang" and completely shattered.

After the blow shattered his body protection qi, the boulder suspended by the iron chain above his head rippled back and smashed on the ground of the stone chamber with a bang, and the entire stone chamber shook for a while.

At the critical moment, the white-haired old man had words in his mouth, and he saw that the pale golden net above this person's head shone brightly, illuminating the stone room.

"Bad ......"

And at the moment when the stone room was bright, this person's face changed greatly.

Because at this moment, Beihe quietly appeared on his side.

"Shhhh

Before he could move, the three-foot iron rod in Beihe's hand was suddenly cut down.

"Dang!"

At the last moment, I heard a loud noise, and when the iron rod in Beihe's hand smashed on the head of the white-haired old man, a yellow light shot out from this mouth, blocking his blow. If you look closely, this yellow light is a yellow talisman.

Not only that, after blocking Beihe's blow, this yellow talisman suddenly exploded, turning into a stream of yellow light attached to Beihe's iron rod, and I don't know what this yellow light is, after attaching the iron rod, the iron rod in his hand seemed to be imprisoned in mid-air, and Beihe dragged this thing to move.

"Forbidden Talisman!"

Bei He's theoretical knowledge of cultivation is extremely rich, so he also has a broad understanding of various magic talismans, and he recognized at a glance that this talisman is a kind of talisman specially used to imprison magic weapons. Anyone who is hit by this talisman will be imprisoned to death for a short time.

For a while, Beihe's face became gloomy as water.

And the white-haired old man showed a touch of fear on his face after blocking this blow, if he was slow just now, he would have ended up with a broken head.

Thinking of this, this person was afraid, and looked at Beihe with a hint of clarity in his eyes.

I saw that the mana in the white-haired old man's body was agitated, and a layer of gang qi turned from virtual to real, and he was about to cover him again. At the same time, he performed a light body technique, preparing to dodge and distance himself from Beihe.

This person cast two spells at the same time, and there was no delay in the slightest, which was enough to see that his control of mana was perfect.

Beihe knew that the opportunity was rare, he only had a chance of winning in hand-to-hand combat, and if the white-haired old man was allowed to distance himself from him again, he would definitely not have any chance.

At this time, Beihe looked at the Qinggang technique performed by the white-haired old man, and his eyes flashed. He knew that when the Qinggang Technique had not yet condensed, it did not have much defensive power, which was also what the Elder Chuangong said.

"Poof!"

Before the white-haired old man could escape, one of Beihe's palms slammed into this person like a blade, and the layer of Gang Qi that had not yet condensed was easily pierced and burst out like bubbles.

Not only that, Beihe pierced through the iron sand palm of this person's Qinggang technique, and continued to slap at the white-haired old man, and with a "snap", it slapped at his dantian position.

Under this beat, the mana running in the white-haired old man's body was suddenly disrupted.

"Hmm!"

I heard this person let out a muffled snort.

Bei He was overjoyed in his heart, no matter how powerful the monk was, as long as the mana in his body was interrupted, then any spell he cast would also be disrupted, which was also taught by the Elder Chuangong.

Sure enough, after the mana in his body was disrupted, the light of the pale golden net above this person's head suddenly dimmed, and it fell lightly to the ground, turning into a dead thing without spirit. Without the light emitted by this object, the stone chamber fell into darkness again for a while.

"Die!"

Bei He's face flashed with a fierce light, and then he clenched his hands, and under the vibration of his arms, the fist rained down on the white-haired old man who was close at hand.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

The sound of bones breaking sounded, and it was actually the bones of the white-haired old man's body, which were smashed one by one by Beihe, and in an instant, this person's hands and feet were paralyzed, like four boneless soft snakes.

"Ahh

The white-haired old man's terrible screams resounded in the stone room.

"Poof!"

One of Beihe's palms instantly sank into this person's dantian. After inserting it deeply, the five fingers grabbed it violently, and the white-haired old man's dantian was suddenly caught, and the mana in his body could no longer be condensed.

The dantian was destroyed, and the white-haired old man's mouth was hollowly open, but no sound came out of his mouth.

The lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, and Beihe, who seized the opportunity, did not have any hands at all, and the only remaining true qi in his body was poured into the palm of his hand, and he slapped it on the white-haired old man's heavenly spirit.

With a "bang", under the slap of his iron sand palm, the person's head was torn apart, and red and white things splashed everywhere.

"Poof!"

The headless body of the white-haired old man fell to the ground.

Bei He grabbed the storage bag on this person's waist in his hand, and retreated to a corner of the stone room, distancing himself from the headless corpse of the white-haired old man.

The monk's methods are extremely strange, and life and death cannot be judged from the surface alone. However, as long as the person's storage bag was taken away, even if the white-haired old man was not dead, he would have broken his arm.

However, Beihe was obviously too worried, the dantian was destroyed, and his head was torn apart, even if he was a monk in the Yuan Dynasty, this kind of injury was probably only a dead end, not to mention that there was only Senior Brother Wang, who had five levels of condensation.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Beihe in the corner was breathing heavily, his heart was beating faster, and the thrilling fight just now had consumed all his strength.

It wasn't until a long time later, when there was silence in the stone chamber, that Beihe was convinced that the white-haired old man should be dead.

With the strength of a martial artist, killing a cultivator with five levels of qi condensation can definitely be said to be a feat.

Beihe knelt down on one knee, and while he was breathing heavily, his heart was full of joy for the rest of his life.

He learned so much from this battle.

It can be said that the reason why he was able to win this battle was due to coincidence and luck.

If he hadn't sprinkled some fallen leaves and volcanic rocks in the passage back then, he would never have been able to spot the white-haired old man who had followed him all the way here.

If he didn't know the environment of the stone chamber well, then he would be as dark as the white-haired old man.

If he hadn't been cautious and had set up a mechanism in the stone chamber back then, he wouldn't have been able to blast away the white-haired old man's body protection.

If he hadn't listened carefully to every lecture given by the Elder Sect Sect, then he wouldn't have known the monk's weaknesses and where the breakthroughs in the face of various techniques were.

It's just that everything seems to be a coincidence and luck, but if you really want to talk about it, it's actually Beihe's caution. If you are someone else, even if you have this kind of luck, I am afraid that you can only die yourself, and it is Senior Brother Wang who is alive.

Just when Beihe thought so, he only heard a "bang", and the three-foot iron rod that was imprisoned in mid-air, the yellow light attached to the surface finally dissipated, and the thing fell and smashed to the ground, and the sound was particularly clear in the quiet stone room.

Bei He shook his head and smiled bitterly, the effect of the forbidden weapon charm is not so long-lasting under normal circumstances, and most of them can only imprison the magic weapon for a moment to gain a glimmer of life for themselves. It's just that his three-foot iron rod, in addition to the extraordinary material, is an ordinary mortal thing, and it can be imprisoned by this talisman for so long.

Beihe, who survived the catastrophe, wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Gurgling ......"

But at this moment, a strange sound suddenly came.

The broken shield he was holding at the mouth of the furnace was thudging and bouncing.

"Whew...... Bang ......"

Under Beihe's gaze, the shield was hit by an impact force from under the furnace, and it ejected straight out, smashing against the stone wall overhead, and then falling down with a clatter.

The shield had been burned red, and even wisps of green smoke were emitting.

"Is it ......?"

Bei He's eyes were clear, and he looked at the mouth of the furnace, and he instantly remembered the spirit beast that was in the magma below.

"Woo......"

Just as he thought about it, a strange roar came from the magma beneath the furnace. At the same time, if you can see it, you will see that the magma at the bottom of the furnace has begun to tumble violently, and hot bubbles have emerged.