Chapter Seventy-Seven: Angry Rush to the Crown, Pity Senior Brother, Show His Might, and Kill the Culprit
After Sijiu dealt with the matter of the unlucky "trio" of the annihilation group, another day passed after accelerating the search for the secret realm, and he couldn't help frowning, not for himself, but worried about the two senior brothers, I don't know if they will encounter any danger in the secret realm......
People can't stand the chatter, at this moment, in a cave, Xiahou Cong, the second eldest of Blink Zifeng, and Wang Bobin, the fourth eldest of Zifeng, hugged each other tightly.
The fourth Wang Bobin's face was like gold paper, his breathing was weak, a claw wound on his chest and abdomen was shocking, the internal organs inside were looming with his weak breathing, and he was shivering all over, and the second Xiahou Cong gritted his teeth and used his body temperature to help the fourth.
He didn't dare to make a fire for fear of exposing the target, so he could only use his aura to make the temperature of his body rise so that the fourth child would not be cold.
He once tried to convey some of the aura to the fourth child, but found that the aura would only make the fourth child's body more serious, and his body also accelerated to weaken, and the pills on his body were all used up, which was really "the end of the road".
Xiahou Cong wanted to go out to find some medicinal materials or ask for help from the same door, but he was afraid that the fourth child would not be able to hold on for a while, and he was helpless, and he could only pray silently if he didn't believe in heaven and earth.
Thinking about it, I don't know what happened to the old five-four nine in the secret realm, but when I think about it, the fourth old man in his arms is the sixth layer of qi refining, and he was seriously injured with his own help, not to mention the fifth layer of qi refining, I don't know if I can carry it through the first day.
Looking at the unconscious Wang Bobin, Xiahou Cong sighed and muttered to himself:
"Su Yun, my brother can't form a Taoist couple with you and enter the cave room, so find a good person and marry in the future.
Master, this secret realm is too evil. The three of us are estimated to be finished playing in this secret realm, the disciple is incompetent, he didn't find the fifth junior brother, it was easy to find the fourth, and he was seriously injured under the disciple's nose, and he was about to die.
The disciple estimated that he wouldn't be able to last long, and the corpse of the fifth child didn't know where to put it. In the future, let the senior brother and the third brother serve you. ”
A dissatisfied voice came from the entrance of the cave: "Second Senior Brother, although you are pitiful crying and shedding tears, it is too unrighteous to secretly curse Senior Brother to die." ”
The second senior brother Xiahou Cong was startled when he heard the voice, and then suddenly relaxed in surprise, and suddenly fainted, and shouted before fainting: "Save the fourth child!"
Sijiu was taken aback, shook his hand and planted a few array flags, hid the cave, and walked into the cave with an arrow, and saw that the fourth senior brother Wang Bobin was seriously injured and unconscious, and the second Xiahou Cong's face was light green, which was actually a symptom of poisoning!
Sijiu took out the healing pill and gave it to the fourth child, gave it to Xiahou Cong with the antidote pill, bandaged the two of them with ointment and wrapping, stood up, and then stared at the three bright spots that the positioning compass was approaching with a gloomy face.
The comer is not good!
When Sijiu bandaged Xiahou Cong, he found that the reason for his poisoning was that he had a wound on his back, and the wound was very small, but according to the shape, it was easy to judge that it was injured by a hidden weapon such as a sleeve arrow. Moreover, in addition to the traces of being attacked by spirit beasts, the clothes of the two senior brothers also had obvious sword marks.
The three people who came were obviously here to hunt down and kill Xiahou Cong, and like themselves, they all had a positioning compass.
The three of them rushed very fast, indicating that they were in their heyday, and they didn't know what kind of cultivation they were at present, and it was too late for them to escape with the two injured and unconscious senior brothers, and they couldn't do it if they left it alone.
Glancing at the two people who were wrapped in zongzi, Sijiu grabbed their storage bags, put down the two storage bags that erased the divine thoughts, and stuffed a lot of healing pills and talismans. Quickly ran out of the cave, and fled back to the mountain with a puff of smoke.
Looking at the compass again, the speed of the three of them accelerated sharply, and they came straight to Forty-Nine!
Sijiu looked at the storage bags of the two senior brothers, one word was "poor", two words were "clean", and three words were "poor eggs".
In other words, it was not that the two of them were hunted down and killed because they grabbed resources such as spirit grass, but were hunted down and killed just because they wanted to be killed.
Sijiu smiled coldly, planted the formation flags while running, and waited for the three of them to go around in a big circle, and after the sixteen array flags were planted, the formation was completed!
The three of them didn't notice it at first, and in the middle, they also used their aura to shout at the front: "Xiahou Cong, what are you running, let your junior brother follow you to ......suffer before he dies" The arrogant and loud they were waiting to find that they were taken around in a circle, and the compass showed that the two prey were running fast, and finally realized that something was wrong!
However, it was too late, and the "Dasher Trio" had been trapped in the formation by Sijiu!
Sijiu coldly observed the three of them, who were the ninth, eighth, and sixth layers of qi refining. Moreover, the three of them have a lot of combat experience, and the moment they found that something was wrong, they immediately stood in a triangle, with their backs to the inside and the outside, all holding swords in one hand and a talisman seal in the other hand ready to attack at any time.
The monk of the ninth layer of qi refining took the positioning compass and looked at it carefully. Sijiu threw the two storage bags into the depths of the valley, but the three of them did not immediately rush over, but walked slowly and did not separate.
Sijiu frowned, linked the formation, felt that there was nothing to do outside the formation, and according to the application of the formation that he had just learned and pondered in the past few days, he waved the formation flag, and suddenly the thick fog rolled on the hill.
The three of them were even more cautious and stopped directly.
Suddenly, several "flame knives" on the left side attacked, heading straight for the eighth-layer monk, and the eighth-layer monk sneered: "I'm afraid it's a disguise!" But the bottom of his hand was not slow, and several thunderbolts were sent out to scatter the flame knives one by one, but the "flame knife" and "ice arrow" kept coming, and he could only concentrate on coping.
At this moment, a large number of fireball techniques suddenly appeared in front of the sixth-layer cultivator of Qi refining, and the speed was very fast, faintly with a thunderous sound!
I had long expected that the ninth-layer Qi refining monk who was deceitful could not be prepared, and an arrow step blocked in front of the sixth-layer monk, sacrificing shields, throwing talismans, and releasing thunder and lightning spells in one go, directly defeating the spells that came to break the spell.
Before he could be proud, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and just raised his head and shouted: "Be careful on your head!" However, when he shouted "small" and "heart" was still in his mouth, a shadowless sword pierced directly from the Baihui acupoint above the head of the eighth-layer cultivator of Qi refining, but there was no one on the hilt!
It's actually a sword technique that can only be taught by the sect at the ninth level of qi refining!
The ninth-layer Qi refining cultivator hated it, and swung out the special red and blue sword in his hand, and directly cut the shadowless sword in half, without any scruples, and the head of the junior brother also shaved off the upper layer.
Generally, the sword is to take good care of the sword on weekdays, and it can only be handy when it is released when fighting against the enemy, but if it is unfortunate enough to be cut off, it will also be counterattacked due to the connection between the mind and the spirit, so the ninth-level Qi refining monk believes that this move will definitely be able to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.
As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, another long sword suddenly appeared from the dense fog and directly pierced the chest of the sixth-layer Qi Refining Cultivator, and the whole process was only a matter of moments before and after!
The ninth-level Qi Refining Cultivator was furious, and even more fear came to his heart, and his divine sense was desperately released, trying to find out where the enemy was in the thick fog. It's just that the surroundings are quiet, and in the array, the people who are not holding the formation are even more disturbed by the formation, which greatly reduces the detection range of the divine sense.
After a while, the habit of perennial cultivation reminded the ninth-layer monk that the reality had just passed the time of a stick of incense, but he had been two or three days later, and there was still silence around him. The monk who decided that he could no longer sit still made up his mind, and very reluctantly took out half of the rusty mirror, hesitated again and again, the spout of essence blood on it, and the mirror emitted a bright light, directly shining at Sijiu who was snooping not far away, Sijiu was taken aback and dodged away.
The ninth-floor monk was overjoyed, threw it up, and the mirror automatically hung in the air, generous and bright, dispelling the surrounding fog completely!
Not far away, he also spotted a figure with a body bent like a lurking predatory tiger! Holding two sharp swords, it was its fangs and claws!
The figure was exposed, and he straightened his body, it was Sijiu who had no good intentions!
Facing the angry gaze of the ninth-layer monk, Sijiu smiled awkwardly: "First time we met, Daoyou is your surname?"