Chapter Seventy-Two: The Monk Who Digs the Pit

When the people around him saw his actions, they suddenly realized that they were not willing to be left behind, and they sacrificed magic weapons to find possible places to dig up, and some even fought with others in order to get a place that they thought was the most likely.

For a while, there was a lot of excitement in the Valley of the Absolute Spirit, and a group of people pouted their butts and made holes everywhere like gophers.

Shen Xingluo silently swallowed the words he was about to say, glanced at Zhao Chunyang speechlessly, and said, "Senior brother, what should I do?"

Zhao Chunyang silently glanced at the frenzied gophers, thought about it, and asked Lu Yaozhi, "Did you notice anything else strange just now?"

Lu Yaozhi was stunned for a moment, carefully recalled the feeling he had used Wanmu Shengchun to go deep into the mud before, and said for a long time: "I only feel that there is a barrier that hinders the rhizome from going deeper, and there is nothing else." ”

After speaking, he said again: "Senior brother, I don't think it can be a formation. ”

Whether it is a defensive formation or an offensive formation, it will react accordingly when it is stimulated by the outside world, or resist or attack. But the barrier didn't react at all, as if it was really a hard and big stone, and there was no reaction that any formation should have.

But he knew that it wouldn't be a fast stone, and even if it was, it wasn't an ordinary stone. Wan Mu Shengchun is to condense the aura in the body of the spirit plant, flexible and hard, can penetrate the mountains and break the iron, how can it not drill a small underground stone.

Zhao Chunyang didn't have the slightest clue, said it was a formation, how could everyone dig a pit at this time unimpeded?

"Senior brother, is this possible?" Shen Xingluo said, chin nodding.

"Tell me about it. ”

"I've read a saying in a book before, saying that in ancient times, there was a Dao pattern formation that could give birth to a formation spirit, and the array spirit had self-consciousness and could judge whether an external attack was dangerous, so as to determine whether it was activated. ”

Huang Laosi's eyes lit up when he heard this: "You mean there's something called Array Spirit here?"

"Although I can't be completely sure, the array spirit should be an existence equivalent to a machine spirit. Shen Xingluo said.

"What do you mean," Zhao Chunyang said quietly, "The damage caused by the boulder falling from the sky is very huge, which makes the array spirit jealous, so they open their defenses to resist, and now what they are doing is just a small fight, and they can't hurt the fur, so the array spirit disdains to ignore it?"

Lu Yaozhi laughed out loud, and raised his chin to dig a little bit of the pit and dig the people who were happy: "Then this array of spirits is really good-tempered." "It doesn't matter if someone digs a thousand holes on his body with a sword.

"Uh, maybe it's asleep?" Shen Xingluo guessed irresponsibly.

Lu Yaozhi looked at her with obvious disdain in his eyes: "You just say that it is drunk and unconscious." ”

Seeing that the two little ones are about to quarrel.

"Isn't that right, won't you know if you try it?" Huang Lao Si said, and at the same time spit out a black bead that looked like a mud pill from his mouth, "That's right, let me try this baby." ”

Even if a demon cultivator cultivates a human body, his essence is still a demon beast, so like many demon beasts, Huang Laosi himself has a space sac, and its function is similar to the storage bag of a human monk. Huang Laosi's space sac is in his parotid gland.

After that, before the three of them could react, he couldn't wait to inject a large amount of aura into the black beads, and then aimed at one of the undug clearings and threw it.

As soon as the bead hit the ground, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared in an instant.

"What's that?" Lu Yaozhi asked curiously as he looked at the place where the black pill disappeared in surprise.

Huang Laosi grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow fangs, and said with a smile: "Death Pill." ”

The Death Pill is actually the Inner Dan of the Demon Beast. When the demon beast cultivates to the third-order land, the aura in the body will slowly condense into the inner dan. Generally speaking, Neidan is where the aura of the demon beast is located, so it is all aura and sufficient aura. And the Death Pill is the demon beast that has already produced the Inner Dan, the old age and decay, and the Inner Dan left after natural death, the aura in such an Inner Dan has completely overflowed, and it has become a black pill with no aura at all.

However, if someone infuses the Death Pill with aura, then the Death Pill will be partially activated. Once such a Neidan explodes, it is no less powerful than a monk who explodes himself.

"Nonsense. Zhao Chunyang felt that the green tendons in the corners of his forehead were throbbing and throbbing, and he gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to beat Huang Laosi.

When nothing is clear, doing this is tantamount to asking for trouble.

But Huang Laosi's character is like this, listening to the wind is rain, and he has already injected aura into the dead pill, and he has also thrown it away. Zhao Chunyang is helpless even if he is reborn.

Only a faint "boom" sound was heard on the ground, followed by a large earthquake. However, it was only for a moment of trembling before calming again, as if nothing had happened.

"What just happened?"

"The ground moves, as if the ground moves. ”

"Could it be that the unicorn cloud in the sky is not an artifact, but an earth-moving cloud, indicating that there will be earth-moving here?"

"We've dug so deep, go ahead. ”

"That's it, anyway, I don't suffer. ”

......

There was no vision on the ground, but the monk who was digging the ground stopped, and the discussion was shocked by the sudden great tremor. Because Huang Laosi moved fast, those people didn't notice his small movements at all.

"No, there's something. Lu Yaozhi's face changed, the rhizome of Wanmu Shengchun that he had cast before was still in the ground, and at this moment he clearly sensed that the rhizome had suddenly disappeared, as if it had been completely swallowed by something.

Immediately afterward, the ground was like a pomegranate bursting, cracking four or five bottomless cracks, the widest of which was no more than seven or eight feet, but the narrowest was two or three feet wide.

One of them cracked right at Shen Xingluo's feet, as if a pitch-black mouth suddenly appeared on the ground, and Shen Xingluo didn't even have time to scream before falling down.

Zhao Chunyang, who was standing with Shen Xingluo, was quick and stretched out his right hand to grab her, but it happened too quickly, his hand only touched Shen Xingluo's fingertips, but Shen Xingluo grabbed the green jade wrench in his hand and fell into the crack together.