At present, the elixir, spirit rune, magic weapon, puppet, and the five halls of the exercise are only the three halls of the spirit rune, the puppet and the exercise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoNot every branch hall decided the winner, or the branch halls that reached an agreement were the same as the previous two halls of the five magic weapons of the pill, and some foundation building monks gathered nearby one after another, and there were already hundreds of them in total.

With a bang, the puppet hall collapsed, and the branch hall that looked magnificent before turned into a ruin, and two figures ejected from it, one black and one white, and the white-clothed figure suddenly was a masked woman Luo Qing, but the chest of the white dress was stained with a large area of red blood, and the other hook-nosed man looked definitely not in good condition, his left arm was cut off by Qi Gen, and there was also a shallow sword mark on his neck, which almost hurt his life.

This hook-nosed man didn't know which sect it was, but he could fight with Luo Qing on a par, or he could unite with another person to fight fiercely with Luo Qing. At this time, only two came out, and the other person may have been killed by Luo Qing in the puppet hall. But no matter what, to be able to fight with Luo Qing in such a situation, this hook-nosed man is definitely not weak. It's just that Luo Qing's momentum that erupted at this time has stabilized the hook-nosed man. Lu Xiaotian secretly said that he didn't need to make a move for the time being. And Tao Feng and Zong Sheng are still there.

"Senior Sister Luo, it's great that you can come out. Tao Feng saw Luo Qing's face was overjoyed, and without hesitation, he pulled out the wind ruler, looked at the hook-nosed man coldly and said, "Are you going to break it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

The cold and murderous aura that rippled from the Stygian Wind Ruler made the breathing of the surrounding foundation building monks stagnant, Tao Feng's original cultivation was not high, but relying on the Stygian Wind Ruler, even ordinary late-stage monks also had the strength to fight with it, as long as they did not encounter the first-class masters in the late stage of foundation building, there was no problem in self-preservation.

"I'm afraid it's too early to say that. A cold snort sounded, and more than a dozen gray figures fell from the sky, the first one was a broad-faced middle-aged man in the late stage of foundation building, who looked a little similar to the man with a hooked nose, and should be his elder, followed by three mid-stage monks and more than a dozen early stage monks.

"Third uncle, it's great that you're finally here. You help me take down these people. ”

The hook-nosed man was overjoyed when he saw this, and the hand holding the long sword inadvertently tightened, and his heart was relieved, although the other party came to help, but more than a dozen people suddenly came to his side, and there was also a strong reinforcement in the late construction period, which was not inferior to the other party in terms of individual strength, and the number was several times that of the other party. Except for the late stage of foundation building, even if others are inferior in individual strength, their numerical advantage is enough to make up for it. The puppet eagle hook-nosed man obtained by Luo Qing was hot, and there were three people who entered the puppet hall together, one of them had been killed by Luo Qing, and among the three puppets, two of them had fallen into Luo Qing's hands, if he could get it, and then practice the puppet technique, even if the monk in the later stage of foundation building touched him, he could only walk around. Now that they are the one who has the upper hand, they naturally want to take advantage of the situation to grab the benefits, there are so many other factions of foundation building monks present, if they want to grab it, they must do it as soon as possible, otherwise it will change later.

Zhang Lan's eyes flickered as he looked at the situation in front of him, he had obtained the Danyuan magic weapon from the magic weapon hall, but he had not yet refined it, and his strength had not improved much at this time. In his eyes, except for the Tao Feng who already had a stygian wind ruler, Zong Sheng's strength was about the same as him. In the face of so many enemies, I am afraid that I may not be able to please. Although he had a temporary alliance with Zong Sheng and Tao Feng before, once he encountered unpredictable risks, this alliance became very fragile.

It was Zong Sheng and Tao Feng, seeing this situation, they couldn't help but change their complexions. With the experience of the two of them, they naturally know that Zhang Lan at this time is absolutely unreliable, even if they are each other, I am afraid that in the moment of life and death, the two will hesitate.

Luo Qing's eyes were also full of solemnity at this time, the hook-nosed man was not simple with the other person she had killed before, so much so that now she was also injured.

Lu Xiaotian sighed secretly, this kind of situation, it seems that it will not be possible if he does not make a move, but before the last moment, he may not need to show up. As soon as he had an idea, Lu Xiaotian, who was mixed in the crowd, quietly cast the Ice Spirit Xuanyin. The Ice Spirit Xuanyin is a divine sense attack, shadowless and invisible, when a person hears the sound of flowing water hitting the stone, he will be hit, and the monk whose cultivation is obviously lower than Lu Xiaotian has no power to parry at all, only the most important disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect like Yuan Hao, who has a magic weapon to defend against the attack of the divine sense, can be spared. It's just that the means of divine consciousness attacks are extremely scarce in the first place, and the magic weapons to defend against divine sense attacks are even more scarce.

Although the Divine Consciousness of the Zhuji Cultivator has made great strides compared to the Qi Refining Cultivator, it is still not enough to perform a sufficiently strong Divine Sense attack, and only the extremely powerful Jindan Cultivator who has cultivated some powerful secret techniques can master this terrifying method. Obviously, among the many foundation-building monks brought by the broad-faced middle-aged man who was called the third uncle by the hook-nosed man, more than a dozen of his fellow disciples in the early stage of foundation building did not have this kind of magic weapon to defend against divine sense attacks.

"Carving insect technique!" the broad-faced middle-aged monk snorted coldly, this kind of lowly divine sense attack did not affect him in the slightest, and he didn't even need to deliberately guard against it. The surrounding air fluctuated strangely, and a large number of wind blades were densely surging in all directions, although the number was extremely large, but this kind of strength of wind blades, not to mention a foundation building monk, even a late stage of qi refining monks could withstand it. The wind blade formed by this beginner-level spell was simply not able to break through the defensive spirit shield of the foundation building monk.

"Not good!" originally the broad-faced middle-aged man thought so, but the development of things was completely unexpected to him. The dozen or so early stage monks under his command all looked stunned for a while, not noticing the approach of these wind blades in the slightest. Its performance was not even comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of Qi refining. The broad-faced middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand to create several ice walls, blocking most of the wind blades from the ice walls.

A large number of wind blades slammed into the ice wall, leaving only a shallow white mark, which could not shake half of it in the slightest.

It's just that Lu Xiaotian thought of this situation when he made a move, so he released a large number of wind blades, and with the primary-level magic seal formed in his body, with the support of strong mana, he was already able to instantly launch this low-level spell. Perhaps cultivating a mid-level Dharma seal would also allow him to sweep away most of the foundation building cultivators. However, when he chose to practice spells, he was also forced into the mine by Qian Dali, and he had no other choice. With the help of the various spirit stones in the mine, day after day, year after year, repeated practice, the primary law seal was condensed. If you cultivate the Dharma Seal to the middle level. The spirit stones consumed, even he can't bear it now, after all, the spirit grass is ripened to refine all kinds of spirit pills for fighting and improving his cultivation, and the large amount of spirit stones needed is enough for him to drink a pot. Where did he still have so much money to raise the Dharma Seal to the middle stage? Moreover, he already has the Dan Yuan magic weapon in his hand, and he can refine the pill, in the case that he already has more choices, he does not need to spend a lot of time, energy and financial resources to take the road of law cultivation, and he can't chew it if he is greedy, Lu Xiaotian still understands this truth.

It's just that even though this kind of beginner-level wind blade is obviously wrong to appear on this occasion, no matter what the move, it has its usefulness. This kind of wind blade, which seems to have no effect, is like a stroke of genius in Lu Xiaotian's use at this time. If it was an excessively powerful move, it would be impossible for the broad-faced middle-aged monk Tu Fang to sit idly by, so that he missed the best opportunity, and it was already too late to make a hasty move now.

Although the remaining three mid-stage foundation building monks were not greatly affected, they chose to protect themselves at the first time, rather than to rescue the low-level Daoists around them, and their reactions were similar to those of the broad-faced middle-aged monk Tu Fang. Even Tu Fang couldn't fully rescue them, let alone a few of them.

Whoosh......

Several wind blades flashed from the necks of several early monks. Several blades of wind slashed through the waist or head of the early monk. Tu Fang also saved three early monks with ice money, but the other twelve early monks were defenseless, nine of them fell, and three of them were each injured of varying degrees and temporarily lost their combat effectiveness. Under one blow, nine early stage monks were killed on the spot, so powerful that the hundreds of early stage monks on the field were stunned. The attack method is extremely simple, and because of this, it is even more weird, there are so many people present, there is no shortage of masters, and they have not even been able to detect who is the specific attacker. Tu Fang glanced in the direction of Lu Xiaotian, Lu Xiaotian was hidden among everyone, indifferent to everyone, and did not look eye-catching at all.

can kill and injure twelve people in such an accurate and instantaneous manner, they are all early stage foundation building monks, and there is no shortage of late-stage powerhouses present, but none of them can have such an elusive means.

It was the fact that he couldn't even find out who the other party was, which made this person even more terrifying. Tu Fang, a trace of cold sweat oozed from the forehead of the hook-nosed man, although they still had a certain advantage in numbers, but if they really fought, they might not be able to win Luo Qing and a few people steadily. Not to mention that the other party also has an unfathomable helper hidden around, who may be killed at any time.

After a frightened look flashed on Zhang Lan's face, she didn't hesitate any longer, and chose to stand on the same front with Zong Sheng, Tao Feng and others, looking at Tu Fang and the group with fierce eyes. It seems that as soon as the mysterious person who made the shot just now appeared, he immediately attacked these people. At the same time, Zhang Lan's afterglow never left Zong Sheng and Tao Feng for a moment, judging from the surprised expressions of the two, these two people didn't seem to know who the person who shot was either. It was Luo Qing, who seemed to have surprise in his eyes, but also a little hesitant, and he didn't look very sure. It's really incredible, but it's always an indisputable fact that there are strong reinforcements on the side. With this person's means, even an ordinary late-stage monk is far from being his opponent, as long as Tu Fang, who spoke just now, is stopped and does not dare to make a move, then this seemingly dangerous battle will not continue to deteriorate.

"Let's go!" After Tu Fang's expression changed for a while, he jumped into the air, and the man with the hooked nose left this place without stopping, breaking into the air in the distance, everything that appeared in front of him was too weird. First, he witnessed that the young man with the Huojiao bow and arrow before could easily kill the late stage of the foundation building monk, and he was not afraid to face everyone with all his might. Then he met such a strange and extremely powerful opponent. Even if he usually thinks highly of himself, he doesn't have any confidence to continue to stay here.

Lu Xiaotian watched the departure of these people with a cold eye, although he was very interested in what puppets were in the puppet hall, after all, the centipede puppet no longer played a role in him, and he himself knew how to puppet it. Some of the treasures produced by the Mixed Yuan Dao Treasure are quite extraordinary, and many of them are extinct in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. If he can get a powerful puppet, his strength will undoubtedly rise a little more. Of course, compared to the things in the Gongfa Palace, Lu Xiaotian didn't want to have any extraneous branches because of a puppet. Maybe if he met this group of people again after getting the Mixed Yuan Sutra, he wouldn't be so polite.

After Tu Fang and the hook-nosed man left, the atmosphere around them seemed a little weird. In contrast, only Luo Qing, Tao Feng, Zong Sheng, and Zhang Lan looked calm, at least on the outside.

An hour later, the Spirit Rune Hall collapsed, and the monk of the late stage of the foundation of the Qingdan Palace, who was also Lu Xiaotian's old acquaintance, Wen Fu, vomited blood and flew upside down at this time, and when he fell to the ground, he was already exhausted. And the one who rushed out was also the Southern Wilderness monk who had fought with Lu Xiaotian, Duan Huitian. It's just that at this time, Huitian's outfit has changed to a cold black-robed middle-aged man, replacing the original obvious Southern Wilderness monk's outfit. It's just that his appearance can deceive others, how can he affect Lu Xiaotian's judgment. Only these two people rushed out of the Spirit Rune Palace, and it seems that the other person should also be killed, this Huitian can actually kill Wen Fu, and his strength should also improve. However, he originally had a strange black mirror on his body, and Wen Fu's methods were also ordinary, and it was not a miracle to die in the hands of Duan Huitian.

"Wen..."Among the many foundation building monks, there was a young man who seemed to be unable to hold back and almost shouted, but when he saw Duan Huitian's sharp eyes, he swallowed back his words stiffly. At this time, there are no other powerful monks in Qingdan Palace here, it can be said that he is alone, if this very powerful black-robed man realizes that he is Wen Fu's fellow disciple, I am afraid that he will soon be wiped out.

After Duan Huitian killed Wen Fu, he had no intention of continuing to leave, four of the five halls had already been distinguished, and only the last exercise hall was left, so many monks present looked quite disappointed on their faces, after all, they were able to cultivate to the foundation building period, and when they first built the foundation, they chose the exercises that suited them in the sect. It's not realistic to want to start all over again. What's more, no matter how powerful the exercises are, the cultivation speed is faster, and the fighting method is also more powerful, but in the final analysis, whether a monk is strong or not depends on his own cultivation, whether the magic weapon is strong or not, and the talent for cultivation. It's not that if you have an unearthly ancient technique, you can easily sweep away the cultivators of the same level after decades of cultivation. In fact, there are not enough spirit stones, pill support, and poor qualifications, if the attributes do not match, no matter how good the exercises are, they can only be used to sell some spirit stones. Until you sell it, it's no different from a piece of waste.