Chapter 30: Fisherman's Profit

In mid-air, a young monk with a mighty figure appeared.

The monk was dressed in a black robe, with eyes as big as bells, and eyebrows as pale as daisies, and his domineering momentum was indescribable, as if all life would be dim in front of him, and all of them would be vassals of his subordinates.

Its cultivation is incomprehensible to it, and it is impossible to perceive its depth. If you are in the Dao Foundation Period, or even at the level of the Great Perfection in the late embryonic stage, you can also discover the level of cultivation with your cultivation at this time and your powerful divine consciousness perception ability.

This can only show that this person has already possessed the cultivation level of the Transformation Yuan Period, and is the existence of an authentic Transformation Yuan Powerful Cultivator.

At this moment, his expression froze, his body flew at great speed, his right hand pinched the trick, and pointed at Yu Si.

This point was pointed out, but countless sword qi suddenly rushed out from his fingertips. Flames attached to this sword qi erupted and burned.

With his point, the green air roared, and it exploded directly, like a long rainbow through the sun, straight to the face.

At this time, Yu Si, who was staring, sensed the arrival of the aura of destruction in front of him, and at the same time as his eyes flashed, he turned around and pulled out the black gold stick, and directly attacked the incoming sharp sword.

The majestic aura entrapped in the shadow of the black gold stick, stirring around him. Then it turned into a tight stick shadow light curtain that filled the whole body.

"Insect carving skills. The black-robed monk shook his shoulders, and suddenly a small mountain erupted from his body, and after this mountain appeared, it rose against the storm, and instantly turned into a mountain of ten thousand zhang in size, floating in the void.

This peak is not a conjugation, but a giant transformation of the archetypal entity of a treasure, on which the Xuanwen is covered, the essence is shining, and the strong breath is condensed.

Then the black-robed monk pointed again, and the entire mountain peak suddenly shook, and a vicissitudes of life suddenly emanated from it, and this aura was even more fierce. A powerful and incomparable momentum instantly filled the surroundings, heading straight for Yu Si's protective light curtain.

Although Yu Si has a certain amount of cultivation, but the actual combat experience is very little, facing the mountain peaks under the roof, suddenly at a loss, the two girls came quickly, wanting to rescue Yu Si.

At this critical moment, a flash of brilliance flashed, and a small ring appeared on top of Yu Si's head.

Yu Si saw that it was the female ring of the mandarin duck ring. And at the same time that Xiaohuan blocked the peak of the mountain, in the rolling mist in the distance, a strange bronze medal with endless light appeared in the air where Yu Si and the two of them were.

At the moment when this bronze medal appeared, in addition to Yu Si and the black-robed monk, as well as the monk surnamed Meng who had seen it before, the sound of breaking the sky came from all directions, and it seemed that many monks saw the appearance of this thing.

There was a hint of greed in the eyes of the black-robed monk, he no longer fought with Yu Si, and temporarily let go of his homicidal heart for Si. He was about to go straight to the glittering bronze token.

Suddenly, there was a terrible hissing sound behind him, which was caused by the monk surnamed Meng throwing out the evil magic weapon. Countless ghasts were released, and an angry ghast led the group of souls straight after the black-robed monk.

One by one, the ghasts rushed out frantically in the roar, instantly forming a surging tide of ghasts, especially the violent aura of the soul head was even more earth-shattering.

In the midst of the rumors, the black-robed monk had to slow down his body and solemnly face the attack of this soul tide.

The ghast of the monk surnamed Meng let out a roar from within the soul tide, and suddenly, thick black smoke immediately emitted from the bodies of all the ghasts.

At the same time, the ghast that attacked actually spewed extremely viscous juice from its mouth, and this viscous juice was extremely corrosive, directly acting on the monk's primordial soul, causing it to divide and disintegrate.

The black-robed monk used the spell of the tyrant, which could only dispel the speed of the ghast near him, condensing a thick enchantment light curtain, which could only block the corrosive three breaths of the juice, and then the pitch-black juice continued to attack it.

The black-robed monk was held back by the spirit tide that ignored his attacks.

In the void, the blue-glowing token shimmered with a heavy and simple light, standing there unmoving, as if it was tempting the monks to come.

Through the battle between the black-robed monk and the monk surnamed Meng, Yu Si determined that the two were not all the way.

But when they appeared in the Infinite Abyss, they could only be operated secretly by Liang Dao, so why did the two people who were quietly put into the Infinite Abyss have cultivated so high, and they are not in a group? Yu Si was puzzled.

The monk who came from all directions appeared in front of the monk surnamed Meng in an instant, closer to the void of the bronze medal, and then immediately went straight to the bronze medal.

Yu Si was not watching the entanglement between the black-robed monk and the monk surnamed Meng. There was a burst of brilliance, and his flying body flashed, and he immediately ran towards the position where the bronze medal was in mid-air.

In the midst of Si's rapid advance, there was a restless restlessness in the sea of knowledge, and Yu Si absolutely trusted the perception in his body. Immediately stopped running.

He stood in mid-air, looking around. Dao Dao Changhong appeared in his eyes, and then gathered around the bronze medal.

A monk who seemed to be middle-aged was extremely fast, and he was also the closest to the bronze medal, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the bronze medal, and his eyes showed joy.

He knew that what could appear here must be a high-level magic weapon, even a heavy treasure and a treasure whose value could not be estimated.

But at the moment when the middle-aged monk excitedly stretched out his hands to obtain the bronze medal. Behind him, a young monk appeared strangely.

After the monk appeared, his hands pinched, and black divine thunder actually appeared around his body. Like a meteor, they all blasted towards the back of the monk who took the bronze medal. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and the cultivation power it emitted was terrifying.

The middle-aged monk's face changed, and if he ignored the blow from behind, he was sure that he would die without a place to bury. But he was unwilling to give up the treasures at his fingertips.

In the end, neither ignoring the bombardment from behind nor withdrawing his hands. Just bit the tip of his tongue, stretched out a mouthful of blood, shook off his shoulder, and sacrificed a blood-colored crystal sword.

When the blood mist fell on the crystal sword, his body suddenly spurted out sword qi, and the extremely sharp sword qi swept across the heavens and the earth, emitting a terrifying aura that shook the earth. As soon as this sword came out, he immediately turned around and went away with the killing move that came from behind.

The moment the young monk's sharp attack came, it was blocked by the middle-aged monk's sword qi and struck together.

Instantaneous, explosive destructive power scattered in all directions from the place where they struck. The young man's offensive collapsed in the explosion, and the middle-aged monk's spiritual sword shattered inch by inch, and finally turned into powder.

But just as the middle-aged monk touched the bronze medal, a cyan flying sword flew in front of him, piercing straight into his heart.

Then, before he could catch his breath, a long rainbow fell above him, piercing straight above his head.

Yu Si was also horrified when he saw a powerful monk shatter his body and destroy his soul in an instant.

This is really a bloody cultivation realm, every step is terrifying, and he is asking for his life everywhere. The middle-aged mighty monk didn't even know who he was dying.

This time Yu Si was even more confused, and Liang Daodao, Lu Pan'er, and the monks of the Tianhe Sect were gone.

These foreign monks are all advanced cultivators, and they don't seem to be familiar with each other, so they all see each other in life and death, leaving no room for anything. Who are these people?

At this time, there were still four figures around the bronze medal, and behind them were a large number of monks.

That is, after three breaths, these four cultivators who cultivated to terror fought together in pairs without giving in to each other.

The frenzy set off by their terrifying spiritual power caused many monks to flee away, lest they would become fish in the pond if they took a step too slow.

At the same time, the various spells and supernatural powers cast by the four monks in mid-air burst out with the power of destroying the heavens and the earth!

The mid-air was still surrounded by a trace of majestic power, and if a true Great Divine Cultivator looked at it, he could find that thin filaments suddenly appeared in the void, and these filaments had almost sealed the void.

When the battle reached the length of a stick of incense, a monk was taken to his life. And just as the victorious monk looked at it, the other two monks had already killed the real fire, and they could no longer care about the bronze medal.

His face was beaming, and then he quickly flew to grab the bronze medal.

At this moment, Yu Si moved, and the black gold stick was clenched in his hand, and he rushed out.

Yu Si, who had cultivated to the Great Advance, was so fast that he couldn't even imagine it, and when he was so fast that the winning monk saw a flower in front of his eyes, Yu Si had already appeared in front of his eyes.

After Yu Si had already infused the black gold stick full of cultivation power and went straight to the monk to kill, he took the bronze medal and sprayed the essence blood in his mouth on it at the same time, and immediately fled into the mist.

After the monk neutralized the blow of the black rod Gangba, he was almost crazy with anger, and with a roar of rage, he shook his shoulder, and immediately flew out of his body a golden grimace clutche.

This palm is more than a zhang, the whole body is golden, the runes on it are densely covered, and the magic patterns are intertwined. Combined into a delicate palm, it is filled with the quaint atmosphere of the Flood Era.

As soon as this palm came out, a golden light erupted from within it, and in an instant, this golden light shone on the heavens and the earth, so that the endless thick clouds were dispelled cleanly.

So that Yu Si's already disappeared figure had nowhere to hide, and clearly appeared in the void not far away.

The monk immediately chased after Yu Si as fast as he could.

The monk surnamed Meng gasped and finally broke free from the entanglement of the black-robed monk, turned his head suddenly, stared at Yu Si in front of him, and chased after him in anger.

The monk who was the first to chase and kill Yu Si kept casting spells and supernatural powers on the way to Yu Si.

In Yu Si's extremely fast escape, the black light of the black gold stick in his hand gushed out, and then the sharp stick gas roared out.

Before the various attack moves that attack, form a sharp block. At the same time, he threw the mandarin duck ring, one protection and one attack, and at the same time strictly protected himself, he hit the approaching monk.

The direction in which Yu Si escaped was the area where Yue Qingling's second daughter was located. He had already planned it, but he was worried, and he couldn't be sure that his bundle of immortals would be able to drag the second daughter away at once.

Whether your judgment is right or not, if you are wrong, you will die without a place to bury.