Chapter 18: The Verge
Xiao Tianlei was disdainful of the chaotic fighting of the monks of Ten Thousand Poison Mountain, but the shock to Guangyao was not small. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
With the realm of Guangyao Daluo Golden Immortal, the cultivation of those monks is naturally clear at a glance. Except for the monk who claimed to be the mad ancestor who was in the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, the people who fought against him were also strong in the early stage of Taiyi. And the tall, black-robed monk is also about to enter the middle gate.
But it was such a comparison of strengths, and the final result was that only one of the dozens of monks remained. And the rest of the one was also spared by shameless means.
Guangyao was shocked by three points: first, the difference in the level of the monks under the Da Luo Golden Immortal was not very huge, and there was no reason for dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals to be defeated in the middle of the Taiyi Dynasty in the early stage; second, the power of the Taiyi Golden Immortal's self-explosion was huge, but in the poisonous smoke of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Ancestors, it only razed a radius of tens of thousands of miles to the ground; third, the tall monk was able to avoid such a catastrophe with only the disc-shaped magic weapon in his hand, I don't know what magic weapon it was?
Seeing this, Xiao Tianlei said to Guangyao and Baguio: "I once said that the magic weapon is a foreign object, and relying on foreign objects is not as good as cultivating oneself after all. However, it is understandable to rely on magic weapons to improve strength. In addition, the way of formation is also superior. ”
Guangyao asked, "Is the poisonous smoke spit out by the Mad Ancestor a formation?"
"Not bad. The green smoke spit out by the basilisk formed a formation, and the thing that pressed the formation was its two-mouth letter spear. The formation is one, and although it is difficult to trap dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals, relying on the power of the flesh and blood, it is only a matter of time before they are wiped out. The formation has its own world, but the external impact is not deep. ”
Xiao Tianlei said again: "And although the person who escaped did something shameless, the power of the magic weapon should not be underestimated. His disc magic weapon is an innate spiritual treasure, and its defense is strong, but its own cultivation is not deep, and it is difficult to exert the full strength of the magic weapon. If you hold this treasure, you will be invincible in the battle of Daluo! No matter how high your cultivation is, there are few who are incapsulated. ”
The exception of Guangyao is that he is really a long-standing thing. Hearing Xiao Tianlei say this, he was very much looking forward to the treasures promised by Xiao Tianlei before.
Xiao Tianlei also smiled, and then said to the two: "Although the magic weapon of the high grade is strong, it is difficult to drive it if the magic power is not enough, especially the natural treasure. It is a magic weapon that is obtained by those who are destined, otherwise even if they succeed, they will not be able to preserve it. The person who escaped used his own essence and blood to cover up the innate aura of the magic weapon, but he knew some truth. ”
Seeing Baguio's puzzled expression, Xiao Tianlei smiled and said, "Baguio, you don't have to think about it, my magic weapon is naturally different." ”
Xiao Tianlei's way of refining weapons is extremely mysterious, not to mention that the treasure given is a personal promise, and he will not let his disciples send treasures to others.
And Guangyao finally understood at this time that the magic weapon that seemed to be a grinding disc and lacked aura could resist the mad poison ancestor poison array, but it was because it was an innate thing.
Such a person will not be simple!
Xiao Tianlei also smelled a special aura from the monk, but the real behind-the-scenes would not appear earlier.
Xiao Tianlei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said secretly in his heart: "I want to see who can pass on such magic skills?"
At this time, the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountain is hundreds of thousands of miles in circumference, and the valley, the peak, etc., the colorful glow flows, and the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountain seems to fall into the fairyland all at once, and it is beautiful for a while, where is there still the filthy and foul smell before? With such a huge momentum, anyone knows that the magic weapon that is about to be born will not be acquired.
Seeing this, Baguio hurriedly asked Xiao Tianlei, "Master, is that treasure about to be born?"
Xiao Tianlei smiled and said: "Before the innate thing is born, it will exude a lot of breath, this is just the beginning, and it is still too early for the treasure to be truly born." What's more, even if we are born, we don't have to worry, let's watch the show first. ”
The place where Xiao Tianlei's eyes shot was the tall black-robed monk in the field. At this time, some of the monks who were watching around were also about to move. Baguio instantly understood, so he also smiled and sat on the clouds, holding his cheeks with both hands, looking like he was watching a play.
At this moment, several dragon groans suddenly sounded in the distance. The voice was high-pitched, and it shook the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountain slightly. Guangyao was shocked in his heart, and his complexion changed slightly.
Seeing this, Xiao Tianlei said to Guangyao: "The Dragon Clan is now in the midst of good luck and the limelight, and the treasures here will naturally come to compete for the Dragon Clan monks. However, this treasure is what I want to give Baguio, and you don't need to say anything about it. ”
The dragon chanted for a long time, as if it was about to dissipate all its momentum, and it would only dissipate after it shocked everything. It's just that at this moment, a louder dragon roar instantly covered the sound on the edge, and for a while, the rest of the voices became a foil.
Guangyao was shocked, his face was pale, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.
Baguio covered his ears and looked extremely painful. Seeing this, Xiao Tianlei flicked his sleeves and dispersed the coercion. After Baguio felt comfortable, he said coquettishly: "This dragon's groan is too loud, and it is about to hurt my primordial spirit." Guangyao, when that dragon cultivator appears in a while, you must help me teach him a lesson!"
It's just that Guangyao couldn't hear Baguio's words at this time, and all he could think about was the dragon's groan just now. Xiao Tianlei already knew what was going on, so he asked, "Guangyao, is that Long Xiu your former master?"
Xiao Tianlei's voice carried mana to Guangyao's primordial spirit, and Guangyao instantly sobered up. Hearing the question, Guangyao immediately knelt down and bowed to Xiao Tianlei and said: "The lord is above, if His Royal Highness the Black Dragon collides with the lord, I hope that the lord will be gracious and forgive His Highness." ”
Guangyao followed Xiao Tianlei all the way, and had already told Xiao Tianlei about the power of the entire dragon clan, so Xiao Tianlei naturally knew the name of the black dragon. Black Dragon is the fifth son of the Dragon Clan's patriarch Zulong, who controls the entire East China Sea. I don't want to be attracted by this treasure this time.
The cultivation of the black dragon is the early stage of the Da Luo Golden Immortal, although Guangyao is now in the same realm, but the black dragon has accumulated power for hundreds of thousands of years, and Guangyao has a deep sense of awe in his heart. Although Guangyao didn't know what level Xiao Tianlei's specific cultivation was, there was no doubt that Da Luo Jinxian would instantly turn gray. Coupled with Xiao Tianlei's previous words, it was Guangyao who had to intercede!
"Since the black dragon of the dragon clan can come here to grab the treasure, the phoenix unicorn will not be willing to be lonely. When the three clans fight, wouldn't it be more beautiful for you and me to be bystanders?"
Guangyao didn't dare to ask for it again, his heart was uneasy, and he no longer had the joy he had before. Xiao Tianlei didn't care about him. And the treasure that is about to be born is destined to be lost by the three clans, but it is the thing of Baguio. Because cultivation determines everything.
Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Tianlei's words fell, he only heard a few phoenix roars, and several beast roars sounded, and the power was no less than the previous dragon roar.
Ten Thousand Poison Mountain was shaken by several momentums, as if an earthquake had occurred. The monks in the field were already extremely ugly because they all had strange complexions, but they couldn't tell how frightened they were at this time. It's just that almost every monk is hunched over, as if he is carrying a thousand mountains on his back.
The tall monk who had devoured the mad venious ancestor primordial god was horrified. Those are so strong that even if they sacrifice the magic weapon, they still can't breathe well. How could he capture that supreme treasure with his current strength? Shocked, the tall monk took out a piece of black jade slip out of nowhere and held it tightly in his hand.
When the phoenix roared, the roar of the beast fell, and the situation on the field also changed dramatically. At a glance, almost all of them were dragons and phoenixes, and the monks of the three clans of Qilin, densely packed, crowding the entire Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range for hundreds of thousands of miles. Seeing this, many of the retreats have left for the time being. Once such a large scale fights, it will inevitably affect the pond fish.
The monks of the three clans also followed him for those loose cultivators, but the arrogance and contempt on their faces were fully revealed.
The monks of the three clans are also in a tripartite trend.
The leader of the dragon clan is a middle-aged male cultivator, with sharp eyes and domineering appearance, but the cold is pressing. He was dressed in a black python robe, and the depiction on the robe was a five-clawed golden dragon. The whole person was invincible, and he looked at the monks of the Feng Clan and the Qilin Clan lightly.
The leading monk of the Feng clan is a female cultivator of a country, with a fiery red robe fluttering on her body and her hair in a bun, but she is smiling, and she seems to be just a young woman who visits the mountains and rivers in her spare time. However, the momentum exuded was intentionally or unintentionally a strong strength. And the person who stood behind this female cultivator was Feng Raoran!
The person surrounded by the Qilin clan is an old man. However, although his white hair was fluttering, his muscles were up, and he was holding a giant halberd, and his momentum was no weaker than that of the black dragon and the female cultivator of the Feng clan.
These three leaders are all Da Luo Jin Immortals!
The tall monk also dispersed tens of thousands of miles away from the place where the three clans were concentrated. The fringes are still dangerous, but greed can overcome all. And the monks of the three clans are all arrogant people, and they can't afford to make a big deal out of their casual cultivation.
However, the three clans of the dragon and phoenix unicorn are vying for dominance in the world, and at this time, they are competing for the treasure together, and there must be a big war. With the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal and the magic weapon, the tall monk was able to protect himself. Just wait for the three tribes to be injured, and then you can fish in troubled waters.
"What's more, there is also an emergency thing from the ancestor!" The tall monk watched coldly, and found a place to continue refining the primordial spirit of the mad ancestor.
The leaders of the three clans were wary of each other, and they didn't say anything, just waiting for the treasure to be born, and then they snatched it. The three clans all had a desire to take the treasure, and now the scene was peaceful, but it was full of murderous opportunities.
The storm is usually preceded by dead silence.