It was Qian Yang who was crushed by the fat man.

Senior Brother Qian was not far away just now watching a large number of monks scramble for the big pit that emitted colorful treasure light. Qian Yang didn't know what was in the pit, but there was no doubt that it was a good thing.

While everyone was busy fighting and no one paid attention to him, Qian Yang drilled directly into the dirt pit from the ground with an earth escape technique.

Qian Yang drilled out of the position is halfway waist of the pit, looked down and saw the multicolored light door at the bottom of the pit, just wanted to enter it, I felt that it was dark in front of me, a huge figure fell from the sky, and then it was quite funny stuck at the entrance of the hole, and the two fat legs were still kicking there.

Qian Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud, without looking at his face, Qian Yang knew that it must be Luo Tong. I don't know how many years it takes to meet a monk of such stature.

If there is a good thing, you can't forget this fat man, although Qian Yang has an urge to leave the fat man here to be funny, he still can't take action after all. He used all his strength to drag the fat man into the light gate together, but he didn't want to be pressed under this fat and greasy plate oil.

It took Qian Yang a long time to regain his breath, and while carefully looking at the surrounding environment, he listened to the fat man's introduction.

The fat man was eloquent, and he explained the situation in a few words. When Qian Yang heard that there were five or six Infinite Valley cultivators who had already entered the secret realm, he was inevitably a little anxious.

The scenery of this secret place is quite peculiar, and it is the first time in Qian Yang's life that he has seen such a strange scene.

Behind them was the multicolored gate of light that they had walked in, and it was set in a hillwall perpendicular to the ground, and the wall was as smooth as a man-made wall.

Looking up along the mountain wall, in the dim light, you can faintly see the top of the mountain wall, the top of the mountain wall is connected to the ceiling that is completely parallel to the ground, and the junction between the same smooth and mirror-like roof and the mountain wall is actually a regular straight line.

Looking into the distance, all that comes into view are craggy blue-gray strange stones, and those towering strange stones faintly emit fluorescence, which illuminates this space.

The dense strange rocks blocked the view, and Qian Yang's eyes couldn't reach far. Based on the sight in front of him alone, he vaguely felt that the current space should resemble a regular cuboid box, such as a matchbox?

And they entered the matchbox through the light door behind them.

The height of the matchbox is there, but how long and wide it is not known for the time being.

The two of them studied it, and instead of walking along the mountain wall, they cautiously began to explore in the direction of the vertical and mountain wall.

The entire secret realm was completely occupied by blue-gray stones, and even the ground was covered with rubble. Occasionally, a few grasses poked their heads out of the rubble, stubbornly standing upright.

Qian Yang and the fat man had just taken a few steps when they heard a faint sound of fighting in front of them.

Someone?

The two of them lowered their bodies, slowed their steps, and slowly touched in the direction from which the sound came.

Turning a few stone pillars, the picture of the battle came into the eyes of the two.

Two stone giants of a height of a foot, wielding huge stone clubs with waist thickness, were chasing the two monks, and the two monks were slightly embarrassed to flicker and move, using the stone pillars on the ground to circle the two giants.

Although the scene was passive, Qian Yang could see that the two of them were quite disciplined in dodging, and they also turned around from time to time to shoot back one or two, causing the giant stone chips to splash.

If nothing else, it will be a protracted battle, and it is more likely that those two stone men will be consumed alive.

"It's those two casual cultivators who just came in, their strength is quite good, they should have the sixth layer of qi refining!" the fat man said to Qian Yang.

Qian Yang groaned slightly, and pulled the fat man to show up.

"Do you need help with two fellow Daoists?" Qian Yang said loudly.

One of the middle-aged monks, with a grim face, raised his eyes and saw the two of them, frowning slightly, but did not answer. On the other hand, another short and fat old man looked happy and responded: "Then thank you two Taoist friends, you can just make a move, and the spoils will be divided equally!"

When a monk who has never known each other encounters this situation in the wild, he naturally has to communicate in advance and set a distribution plan, otherwise it will not end well if a misunderstanding is triggered.

Qian Yang shook his head and replied: "Forget the loot, the two of us are lowly in cultivation, and we can only barely entangle one, and the two Taoist friends will work together to kill the other quickly, and then come to help us and wait." ”

Qian Yang said, and a spiritual fire blade came out of his hand, hitting the stone man's face door. The short and fat old man was also decisive, as soon as Qian Yang made a move, he turned around and merged with the cold monk.

The stone man had a huge body, and it was inconvenient to dodge, so he simply received a blow from Qian Yang, and the stone chips on his face flew over, but he didn't care about it, raised the stone stick, and continued to chase the short and fat old man.

At this moment, an emerald green band of light wrapped around the root of the stone rod, while the other end was held in the fat man's hand.

Since escaping with this spell, the fat man has become more and more comfortable with the use of the millennium vine.

It's just that this choice seems to be a bit blind, the fat man's huge body suddenly exerted force, and he tried to snatch the stone rod away, but he didn't want the stone man to be far above him, and with a wave of his arm, he pulled the fat man up in the air.

Qian Yang couldn't cry or laugh, and shook his hand to cut off the tight rattan with a fiery blade. The stone man was exerting his strength, but his hand suddenly loosened, and he lost his balance in an instant, and fell backwards with a "pum".

But the fat man, who had been dragged into the air, saw the opportunity, and with the power of flying, he raised his huge footboard and stepped on the stone man's face fiercely.

The stone man, who was already out of balance, could no longer stand on this step, and sat down on the ground with a "boom", startling the gravel all over the sky.

Qian Yang saw the stone man fall to the ground, and two spiritual fire blades hit the stone giant's left and right shoulders one after another. His spell damage is limited, and he doesn't seek to hurt the enemy at this time, he just wants to delay the stone man from getting up.

The fat man immediately understood, turned to the back of the stone man, and the thousand-year-old vine wrapped around the stone man's neck and pulled it back hard.

The stone man struggled to get up, but was stopped by Qian Yang and the others.

And the battle on the other side is much clearer.

Although the stone man said that his ramming power was infinite and his defense was also strong, in the final analysis, it was only equivalent to the strength of a first-order intermediate spirit beast, that is, the corresponding monk's mid-level qi refining. Now facing two opponents of the same level at the same time, he is stumbling left and right, and he has no power to fight back at all.

The two casual cultivators were also quite hardworking, and the spells and magic weapons came out together, causing the stone man to splash and crumble.

These two casual cultivators were able to stand out in the complex environment just now, and their strength was outstanding among the mid-stage Qi refining cultivators. Not only is the spell sharp, but the magic weapon in his hand is also good.

The magic sword glowing with purple light in the cold-faced monk's hand left an extremely deep dent every time it slashed through the stone man's body. The Humpty Fat Monk sacrificed a large seal and bombarded the body of the stone man in a solid manner, smashing the stone giant to find it difficult to stabilize his body.

The stone man kept waving the stick, but he failed to hit anyone, and finally with infinite resentment, he fell to the ground with a bang, and fell to the ground. And in the middle of the rubble, a round bead glowed with a faint yellow light, which was particularly dazzling in this blue-gray world.