Chapter 492: The Battle of the Pregnant Spirit Pool (Page 1/1)

"How dare the little disciples look down on my Li family's inheritance and creation!" Just when the spirit seeker of the Transformation Stage wanted to use his means to completely open a passage to the inner space of the Pregnant Spirit Pool. There was a fluctuation behind him, and a man and horse, far more than the seven of their masters and apprentices, appeared not far away.

"Array!" A piece of the other party had an old monster of the Void Refining level present, and the Spirit Seeker of the Transformation Stage didn't even dare to take a look, directly destroying one of his backhands that he had left here earlier.

The land of the Spirit Cave suddenly turned into an endless forest, but the strange situation was that only the Spirit Seeker of the Transformation Stage and his nine disciples were in this forest.

Except for the two of them, whether it was the Spirit Seeker, the rest of the disciples, or the people of the Li Clan's immortal cultivators who had just entered the place of the Spirit Cave, all disappeared.

"Come in!" the Soul Seeker of the Transformation Stage lifted the collar of the nine disciples and turned into a blue light, advancing and retreating nine times in this strange and silent forest, and threw himself into a milky white spot of light.

"But senior brother, they ......," the monk asked the master with some eagerness.

"When is it, are you still worried about those white-eyed wolves! If it weren't for the accident, we would have to catch others and get the benefits quickly!" The two men broke through the curtain barrier and fell in front of a pool of gold and red.

Outside, there was a sudden wrinkled tremor in the lonely forest, and one of the tallest and most upright old pines burst open.

The Li Clan's Cultivation Immortal Cultivator's Refining Void Level powerhouse looked up to the sky with a long roar, and layers of ripples rippled out, and the entire forest was torn apart into countless fragments of light and shadow and fell to the ground.

It was an illusion just now!

All the monks who have fallen into the illusion are still in a trance, and they have just experienced that they are a tree, rooted in the earth, absorbing water, receiving the light of the sun, and extremely 'happy'.

Suddenly a powerful wind and thunder broke everything, and they gradually woke up.

It turned out to be a dream shaped by an illusion!

But the monks screamed in horror, and there were some abnormalities in their bodies.

Some of them have roots under their feet, some have a few pieces of bark on their skin that look like black-brown birthmarks, some have a branch on the top of their heads, and a few playful young green leaves gently beat with the heartbeat of their owners.

There is even a strange low-ranking male monk whose head is full of colorful and strange flowers, so amazing!

And the five disciples of the soul seeker in the infancy stage were hideous.

At this time, their vitality had been dissipated, and their flesh and blood essence were gone, leaving only the gray, black, and withered old skin wrapped around the curled bones.

The last breath of unwilling resentment held in their hearts, causing them to struggle to crawl towards the milky white that was reexposed.

The refining-level powerhouse from the Li family in Qinglong City saw the miserable situation of his family's juniors, and his heart burned to the ground.

With a slap of the palm, the five Yuan Infant Monks who were regarded as the sacrifices that activated the evil magic array directly turned into dust and were burned into wisps of green smoke by the flames.

"Ancestor, how is this good?" the low-ranking male monk, whose head was covered with flowers and could no longer see his appearance, almost cried.

Just now he wanted to pull out a pink flower that was born in the corner of his eye and blocked his vision, but who knew that a huge pain in his heart made his eyes black and almost fainted.

At this point, the young monk of the Li family realized it later...... Those flowers have been connected to his heart, and when all the flowers are torn off, it is the moment when his heart is broken and his soul is gone!

The other monks of the Li family also discovered the truth of this thing that made them extremely frightened, and many junior monks who had not experienced the wind and rain directly panicked.

"What are you panicking about! After such an evil curse, your own family will find a way for you, and now you are all cheering up and get the opportunity here!" the cultivator said this, pulling out a three-inch-long slender white hair from a pouch on his chest.

Very solemnly, a drop of the natal essence blood of the refining void cultivator was dropped on the hair root of the white hair, and a strange scene occurred.

That drop of essence blood was actually absorbed by the white hair, and the slender white hair did not change the color at all because of absorbing a drop of essence blood.

On the contrary, there was a cloud of nine-colored light faintly revealing a bit of blur at the tip of the white hair.

The cultivator seemed to have experience, and when the colored light at the tip of the white hair became more and more abundant, he directly released a silk thread of spiritual power, one end connected to this strange hair, and the other end was tied to all the clansmen of the family.

Then, this refining level cultivator only retained the passive traction of the spiritual power silk thread, and did not actively affect the flexible drift of the white hair.

The white hair tucked along a graceful arc towards the milky white light curtain, and the light and shadow in the field changed, and everyone in the Li Clan's Immortal Cultivation Family disappeared.

The Li family immortal cultivators, who were all ready, broke through the milky white curtain barrier and entered a pond with a nine-colored brilliance, but there were no two masters and apprentices who had framed them earlier.

At the same time, among the mountains and ravines of Yuehua Mountain, there were as many as hundreds of pillars of light of different colors rising into the sky.

At this time, it was the first day of the annual fox caravan to stay in Jiayuan City for repairs and trade, and the elites of too many surrounding forces were gathered here.

When there was a change in Yuehua Mountain, the forces of countless people and demons almost poured out, and the cultivators of the advanced refining level took the lead in occupying the thickest pillars of light, and flew into them several times.

Whenever enough high-ranking monks fall into the colored passages, they will close, and every time a sufficient number of low-level monks fall into those passages, their light and shadow will disappear.

Almost one of the entire Jiayuan City refining level powerhouses and god-transforming cultivators counted one, and they all competed for the birth of the heavy treasure in the speculation.

The Yuanying monks could only join forces to form a team and enter the Caiguang Channel, Li Yunlong did not go, and the Venerable Jinyang had enough power to join in the fun.

In a solemn and solemn black stone palace complex in Jiayuan City, it seems a little desolate and lonely at this time.

This is the residence of Julu Hou, the first monk of Jiayuan City, but now almost all the people of the Lu family have gone to Yuehua Mountain around Jiayuan City.

At this time, as the highest cultivation in Jiayuan City, Julu Hou did not go to those pillars of light in person, but hurriedly walked through layers of prohibitions until he came to a special cultivation secret room made of jade.

Some of them couldn't wait to open the door, and a pair of 'trees' with a height of several feet and a dazzling light of nine colors stood in the center of this jade cultivation secret room.

The giant deer marquis raised his head slightly, glanced at the 'horizon' and curled the corners of his mouth as if he was mocking, and then removed all his clothes and masks, and sat cross-legged under the two strange 'colored trees'.

This giant deer marquis is ...... Female!

That figure, that look...... There is a kind of wildness in the endless temptation!

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