After about a quarter of an hour, the magic circle shrouded the hill and cave suddenly opened a small gap, and a strange red light shot out from it, trembling slightly, and rushed outward.

The blood-red light is extremely fast, even compared to the monks of the Dan period, it is only a few points inferior.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Kun's mouth, and he stopped the words in his mouth, the thunderball was reduced to the size of a projectile by its mana, and it had long been hidden in his hand.

Seeing this red light, Lu Kun's hands swelled in a small circle, and a purple marble was directly ejected out, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

"Poof!"

A small voice came out, and the blood-red light was stunned, and the blood light outside dissipated, revealing the figure of a black-robed man.

The man was lying on a leaf-like artifact, with a small bloody hole in his head, his pupils dilated, and his eyes showing a hint of happiness in his escape.

Then another lightning marble hit his flesh, bursting out with a bolt of lightning, burning the immortal cultivator's body to ashes, and then the two thunder balls returned to the size of fists, and deftly sandwiched the flying magic weapon and storage bag in it, trying to fly in place.

Seeing the power of this move, Lu Kun nodded silently in his heart, after entering the Dan Formation Period, his mana further stimulated the changing magic power of the Silver Dragon Meteorite.

In addition to being able to be pushed even bigger by him, this thunderball can even be reduced to the size of a marble.

Originally, Lu Kun's combat habit was to urge a more huge iron ball to bombard the enemy with the power of a huge force.

However, some time ago, among the second-generation disciples he recruited, he found a top martial artist who was proficient in finger snapping supernatural powers, which gave him a lot of inspiration at once.

Under the control of Lu Kun's delicate strength, the marble-sized thunderball can be exerted by him with extremely strong power, although the thunderball is only a pseudo-magic weapon, but the core silver dragon meteorite can only be smelted by the great monks in the late Yuan Infant period.

With this material alone, it can completely fight against any magic weapon, and it will not be shattered by the power of the magic weapon, but it can't exert Lu Kun's mana in the Dan period.

Because the fingertip and forearms exert force on each other, the force contained in them is not high.

Even if Lu Kun activated the magic power of the arm, the power of this fingertip ejection was barely close to the threshold of 100,000 catties, but fortunately, its penetrating power was extremely strong, and the real power still reached the level of the Dan stage.

If this thunderball had been refined into a psychic magic weapon of this level, counting the mana power, when attacking the old man of the Heavenly Sword Sect before, the other party would not have taken it so easily.

As for the Nine Pyloric Sect monks who had just escaped with the Blood Escape Technique, they were easily hit by the lightning marbles between their fingers, and with their cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, they could not resist the attack of the Jiedan-level at all, and were easily killed by Lu Kun.

It wasn't until Lu Kun grabbed the storage bag of the Nine Pyloric Sect cultivators in his hand that Li Qianfeng on the side reacted, and this scene of killing immortal cultivators in a snap of his fingers was deeply imprinted in his mind, and suddenly made his cultivation heart extremely firm.

At this moment, the magic circle was opened in a trembling, Pan Yan and Zhao Qingtian walked out with ugly faces, and they saw the storage bag in Lu Kun's hand, and they eased up a little.

Then Pan Yan said a few words loudly behind him, more than 20 middle-aged men and women, supporting each other, staggered out, Li Qianfeng saw this, immediately ran some kind of light work, and ran over.

Li Qianfeng's actions were immediately discovered by these martial artists, but when they saw the people, many of them showed joy.

"Iron Fist Li Qianfeng!"

"Brother Li!"

"Brother Li seems to be with them, and he really came to save us!"

The surviving warriors seemed to know Li Qianfeng, and the last trace of doubt on their faces dissipated.

At this time, Lu Kun turned into a dazzling electric light and shot towards the cave.

"Qingtian, sacrifice the silver dragon spirit shuttle, pull out the marks on these warriors, and simply treat their injuries, we will prepare to leave immediately. ”

Zhao Qingtian nodded, and then took out the silver dragon spirit shuttle, one after another, the light purple spirit shuttle swelled to the limit, and then organized its remaining martial artists to go to him and Pan Yan one by one to remove the mark of the Nine Pyloric Gates.

This mark is extremely hidden, and there is no way to find it in the early stage of foundation building, but Zhao Qingtian and their divine sense is much stronger than that of the monks of the same level in the foundation building period because of their divine senses, and they can completely find and remove it.

And treating injuries is what Zhao Qingtian is best at, he has the wood attribute mana of the Yuanmu Refining Body Duel, plus these people are also the same source as the Vajra Jue, this simple treatment doesn't take much time at all.

When Zhao Qingtian was treating the martial artist, he still looked at the cave from time to time, and his face was quite heavy.

After he and Pan Yan went in before, they found that it was a completely purgatory-like scene.

Most of the warriors have been combined with the zombie flesh and blood, but the consciousness still exists, enduring the double pain of spirit and body, and the intermittent roars, screams, and gasps make the two of them creepy.

And in the deepest part, there were more than a dozen martial artists who had completely turned into corpses, and the godless eyes and the broken warrior clothes on their bodies made Zhao Qingtian and them surprisingly angry.

The two of them immediately attacked the immortal cultivators of the Nine Pyloric Gates inside.

The people besieged in this place are all mortal martial artists, so most of the disciples arranged by the Nine Pyloric Sect are disciples of the Qi Refining Period, and there is only one disciple of the Foundation Building Period.

Even if this disciple has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, it is nothing to Zhao Qingtian and them, but this disciple of the foundation building period finally stimulated some kind of secret technique, temporarily controlling all the martial artists who were combined with zombie flesh and blood, so as to wait for the opportunity to escape out.

And after he was killed by Lu Kun, the remaining corpse refining warriors regained control of themselves, and after they came to their senses, they committed suicide one after another, and the scene of forty or fifty people committing suicide at the same time had a strong impact on Zhao Qingtian and them.

So in the end, there were only more than 20 warriors alive, and they were all warriors who had been tempered by the power of yin and cold, and had not yet been inlaid with zombie flesh and blood.

And what Zhao Qingtian is treating now is the body of these people who have been damaged by the power of yin and cold.

In this way, after another quarter of an hour, the imprints in the bodies of these warriors were all pulled out, and their bodies recovered a lot, and they could barely walk alone.

And Lu Kun also walked out of the cave, his face was calm, he couldn't see anything, and ordered all the martial artists to enter the Silver Dragon Spirit Shuttle, and Zhao Qingtian controlled the full load of Spirit Shuttle.

Lu Kun ingested the remaining few people into the retreat, and he glanced coldly in the other direction of the place of death.

"Wang Shitong's method must be presided over by the monks of the Yudan period, and the monks of the foundation building period do not dare to be so blatant. ”

"Hmph, when I arrange the affairs of the Body Refining Pavilion properly, I will definitely destroy this guy, no matter how powerful the blood escape technique is, it also needs time to cast spells, and now that one of my moves, I can completely interrupt its casting by surprise. ”

After making a decision in his heart, Lu Kun used his divine sense to carefully probe the remaining martial artists on the spirit shuttle on the side, and after a while, he was a little disappointed:

"Sure enough, the spiritual root qualification is very rare, none of them have a spiritual root, but the physical cultivation is not bad, and all of them have the physical level of the third or fourth layer of the Vajra Jue. ”

"However, these people will also be helpful for the next development of the Refining Pavilion. ”

A few words were whispered in his mouth, and Lu Kun and the silver dragon spirit shuttle shot away in the direction they came.