More than three hours passed, and the situation of peaceful survival in the void was gradually broken.

Some of the powerful monks with other ideas finally showed their fangs and began to kill other opponents.

Ling Lao wanted to stop it at first, and directly teleported a few people out.

But the attraction of the Lord of the Cave is too great.

Especially for a sect, this is basically a fortress that can be attacked and retreated, a large logistics base that can cultivate a large number of elixirs, and a hidden secret realm that can place the inheritance of the sect and ensure the endless Dao system to the greatest extent.

At the same time, it is also the biggest difference between medium-sized sects and large sects, each large sect must have its own hidden cave.

Therefore, nearly eighty percent of the monks who entered this room came with the mission of the sect or the mission of the rise of the family.

There are not many strong people like the ghost sword real people who are scattered cultivators, and some people even see through the cruelty of the battle between the caves and the heavens in advance, and they are not willing to wade into this pool of troubled waters at all.

If you can kill one more person here, you will have one more chance of finally getting the Yuanling Cave Heaven.

As the situation evolved, the battles between the monks became more and more frequent, and the spirit elder was silent, as if he could no longer control the situation and accepted his fate.

This also makes the space even more unstable.

Just like a group of people scattered on a glacial lake, the carrying capacity of the ice is limited, and as the activity becomes more intense, more cracks appear in the ice, and even ice holes can be formed.

For some monks at this moment, every breath feels extremely long.

In the void, two monks are fighting, but the situation is one-sided.

One of them was middle-aged, with a long beard and a slender figure, and a wide crane with the symbol of Taiyizong.

He was holding a feather fan, and when he shook it slightly, a golden flame in the sky attacked his opponent.

Opposite it, a monk with a slightly old face, shrouded in a turquoise shroud, was struggling to hold on, begging for mercy:

"This Taoist friend of the Taiyi Sect, looking at the face of the ancestor, let go of the old man, and I will definitely automatically withdraw from the battle for the cave heaven later.

I can make a great vow, and when I turn back, the Tiannanfeng clan will definitely prepare a generous gift to thank you for your kindness!"

"Tiannan Feng Clan, but that Feng Clan in the southern part of the Tianque Mountain Range?"

The flames of the Taiyi Sect Monk's envoy subsided slightly, but they still trapped the old monk from the Feng Clan in the middle of the flames.

"Exactly, fellow Daoist, please rest assured, I will never regret what I said just now!"

"Well, I remember, there is a primordial god ancestor in your clan, and he has a great reputation in the south of the Tianque Mountain Range!

Okay, for the sake of your ancestor, I'll let you go this time!"

The monk of the Taiyi Sect groaned slightly, as if he remembered something, and when the feather fan in his hand waved, the golden flames in the sky instantly retracted and retreated into the feather fan in his hand.

The feather fan immediately glowed with a golden-red glow, which was obviously a fire magic weapon.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, ah... Yes... Ahh

When the monk surnamed Feng heard this, his face couldn't help but show joy, and he was thanking himself repeatedly, when he suddenly hugged his head with both hands and screamed in pain.

At this moment, a red light flew out from behind the monk surnamed Feng like lightning, instantly penetrating the talisman shield and piercing through the middle dantian position on his chest.

Then I saw a golden flame burning from the hole in the chest of the monk surnamed Feng.

At the same time, behind the Taiyi Sect monk, a white-gold disc suddenly appeared.

The disc spun endlessly, blocking the three thin purple needles that shot silently.

With a smile on his face, the Taiyi Sect monk performed a treasure collection technique, put away the three purple needles that had lost control, and made another move towards the void.

Suddenly, the red light that flew in the air flew into the feather fan in the palm of the Taiyi Sect monk like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

If you look closely, it turned out to be a red feather in the magic weapon of the feather fan, but the root of the feather was connected to a metal-like sharp cone, on which a faint rune appeared.

"Feng Clan Ancestor?!Count yourself as a fart in front of my Taiyi Sect, thinking that I can't find out your secret hand?"

The Taiyi Sect monk sneered at the corner of his mouth, and whispered to himself as he stepped forward to search out the storage ring of the monk surnamed Feng.

Seeing that the aura pillars were scattered and invisible, the Taiyi Sect monk was about to leave this place as soon as his body flickered.

Suddenly, I don't know what happened, the body of the Taiyi Sect monk stiffened and stagnated, and he didn't dare to move in the void.

I only heard a sneer from his mouth: "Which Taoist friend is joking with the poor Dao?" Let it go, we have something to say!"

"Just now, I saw that the Taoist friends have superb methods, and the technique of one-handed divine soul attack is silent, unpredictable, why don't you try this seat too?"

As soon as the Taiyi Sect's words fell, he heard a deep and domineering voice sound, and there seemed to be confidence in his words to suppress everything.

The monk of the Taiyi Sect was about to say something, when suddenly there was a "click" and a crisp sound of broken bones came.

In the midst of the sharp pain in his heart, the monk of the Taiyi Sect finally saw the appearance of his opponent.

It was a big man with an imposing momentum like a demon god, more than a zhang tall, lying silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, lion nose and sea mouth, and purple pupils.

The eyes are domineering and awe-inspiring, indifferent and ruthless.

He was holding out a huge hand and clutching his head.

Just a casual turn, he twisted his neck off.

"You... You're the Ancient Demon of the Nine Abyss Demon Sect!

The severe pain made it very difficult for the Taiyi Sect monk to speak, but before he died, he finally recognized the identity of the person who came.

In this way, if you have the opportunity to go to the underworld to be reincarnated, you must also be able to be a clear ghost.

Before he finished speaking, the chest of the Taiyi Sect monk suddenly burst open, and a golden golden pill the size of an adult's fist flew out of it, and he was about to flee immediately.

The ancient demon really stood indifferently, and pointed out at Jin Dan casually.

Suddenly, a puff of black smoke emerged from the tip of his finger, stopping Jin Dan in the void like a match, and surrounded it.

At first, Jin Dan was still running left and right, wanting to escape, and at the same time, there was a soul in it, wanting to express something.

It's just that the black smoke exerted by the ancient demon Shinichi didn't know what power it had, and gradually Jin Dan lost its movement, and after all, it was wrapped in black smoke and flew into the hands of the ancient demon Shinichi.

Gu Mo Zhen's purple eyes flashed, and he suddenly opened his mouth and gently inhaled the golden pill, and suddenly there was a misty aura on the golden pill.

Then the air flow was like a wisp, and it disappeared into the mouth of the ancient demon Zhenyi.

After more than a dozen breaths, Jin Dan became only half the size of its original size, and the essence in Gu Mo Zhen's eyes skyrocketed.

After putting away the remaining golden pills, he took the storage magic ring of the Taiyi Sect monk and a few magic weapons.

The Ancient Demon Shinyi said to the Yuanling Cave Heaven Access Token:

"Old guy, how are you thinking about it? Directly hand over the Cave Heaven Control Method, and we can also repair this Cave Heaven earlier.

If the battle continues like this, there will be more and more cracks in the void, and the damage to the cave will become bigger and bigger.

It's not good for you or me!"

More than a dozen breaths passed, and there was not the slightest sound coming out of the entry and exit tokens, and the purple light in Gu Mozhen's eyes was sheng, and he suddenly snorted coldly:

"Hmph, old thing, don't toast and don't eat and drink, you come to my Nine Abyss Demon Sect, and you have nothing to lose.

If you don't know what to do like this, I will have to spend some effort to destroy all the monks who have entered this cave, and I will see how you will find the master of the cave in the end. ”

As he spoke, suddenly more than ten spatial cracks appeared around the Ancient Demon True One, surrounded by him within three feet.

Such a scene is clearly the trend of the void shattering and the space opening.

In a void, Lin Zhao was smiling, wearing the "Yin and Yang One Qi Mask" and the "Five Elements Transformation Cover" on his body, standing there motionless, watching the monk on the opposite side attack.

At this moment, opposite it, a monk wearing a golden mask and a black robe was commanding three flying shuttle magic weapons.

At the same time, he held a purple gourd in his hand, spewing out poisonous water from time to time.

The two had been at war for almost a cup of tea.

The three shuttles of the golden-faced monk are flattened, with sharp and sharp ends, and the color is like white gold.

Flying in the air, the silver light path was dazzling, circling and staggering, breaking through Lin Zhao's two layers of shields from time to time.

But every time he was about to hit Lin Zhao's body, he was always blocked by the golden shield that suddenly appeared.

The shuttle was okay, but the poisonous water spewing out of the purple gourd really made Lin Zhao a little jealous.

I don't know what that poisonous water is, but it has the effect of breaking the law.

The first time, Lin Zhao was a little careless, and the two layers of shields were almost broken at the same time, but after that, Lin Zhao strengthened his precautions and couldn't hurt him anymore.

At this point in the battle, Lin Zhao also tested the advantages and disadvantages of these two shields.

For the energy attack of the spell type, the defensive effect of these two spells is extremely powerful, but for magic weapons, especially the sharper ones such as flying swords, you still have to be careful.

Now that the purpose has been achieved, there is no need for the golden-masked monk on the other side to exist.

Lin Zhao thought to himself that he had no friendship with the "Dao Destroying Alliance", only grudges.

"Speaking of which, I really have a relationship with your 'Dao Destroying Alliance'!

Daoist friends have been chasing and fighting for so long, how about trying the means of poor Dao?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Zhao's figure had already flashed in front of the golden-faced monk, and he punched out in the air.

The punch was light and powerless, but the golden-masked monk seemed to have suddenly come to a strange dream.

In my dreams, I saw my elderly parents, my childhood friends, my fellow cultivators, and the many monks I killed in my missions, .......

Some of these people are crippled, some are smiling kindly, and some are scolding angrily, and their expressions are different and changeable.

This trick is "wrong dream style", and Lin Zhao has basically perfected it.

Based on the fist intent, it fuses the technique of divine consciousness attack, confuses consciousness, disturbs the divine soul, leads the enemy to upside down dreams, and loses control of the physical body.

Although it was the first time I used it today, the effect was terrifying.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems like less than a breath has passed.

When the golden-faced monk was covered in stinging pain, he found that the young Taoist from before was still smiling and standing in front of him.

"What the other person is holding in his hand... It seems to be a golden pill, whose is it?

... It turned out to be mine!"

In an instant, the memories associated with the characters that had appeared in the dream just now resurfaced in the golden-masked monk's mind until his consciousness was completely dissolved.

Lin Zhao suddenly dodged, dodging the spatial crack that appeared silently.

Then, as if he had discovered something, he quickly put away the magic weapon of the shuttle, the storage ring of the golden-faced monk, and flew towards an island.

Only the golden-faced monk was suspended there quietly, with a faint aura overflowing from his body, and there was still a strange and inexplicable smile on his face.

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