Volume 1 Born in South Vietnam Chapter 142 Tear Your Face
"Oh yes, you boy! This is our treasure hunting map! Why did you break it? Without that map, how would you let us hunt for treasure! Don't think about leaving today, you two boys, hurry up and tell us how to compensate us!" The two monks looked angry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
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Xue Wenrui pretended to have a surprised expression: "Treasure! It turns out that the two seniors also know the treasure here? Our sect master has also discovered that there is a treasure here, and he is also going to organize us to enter it for a trial! Boy, there is a sub-map here, and the two seniors will see if it is the same place?"
As he spoke, he also took out a jade slip from the storage bag, his fingers turned slightly, and a few prohibitions were punched into it, and then he raised his hand and threw the jade slip out.
The two monks didn't expect this to be the result, and they didn't connect for a while, and they didn't answer for a while. Originally, they thought that the other party would definitely not be scared of themselves, and finally obediently let themselves knock on the stroke. I didn't expect the other party to say that there is really a treasure here, and there are sect trials.
Looking at Xue Wenrui's honest appearance that he had trained countless times since he was a child, the two monks glanced at each other, and the monk named Sun Hu couldn't help but reach out and take the jade slip in his hand.
As a result, something similar happened!
As soon as Sun Hu's fingers touched the jade slip, the jade was turned into pieces, even more completely broken than just now.
The two monks looked at each other again, knowing that they had been tricked by the two little friars in front of them, and they couldn't help but be furious.
"Oh yes! I'm looking for a treasure map! How can I find a treasure without a map! You guys have to compensate me!" Xue Wenrui learned from the other party's words just now, pretending to be angry.
"Hmph!" Sun Long snorted coldly, he didn't expect a junior of the Aura Realm to dare to make fun of himself, "Since the two of you don't know each other so well, don't blame our brothers for being ruthless!"
With that, the two of them tore off their disguises and began to cast spells.
Xue Wenrui and Mo Jianchen glanced at each other, and then dispersed.
Xue Wenrui stepped on the "Silver Moon Void Step", the figure shook a few times, and then disappeared, but when he reappeared, he was already ten zhang in front of him. Sun Hu saw that Xue Wenrui wanted to run, so he quickly stopped casting the spell and chased after him.
Xue Wenrui naturally didn't mean to run, but just stayed away so that he could show his skills.
Mo Jianchen was already entangled with Sun Long. The first time he fought with a mid-stage cultivator of the Spirit Crystal Realm, Mo Jianchen's heart was very excited and excited, and so far in his cultivation, he had few opportunities to fight. The kind of fighting method in the sect is not suitable for him, especially when everyone knows that he is the master of the young sect, how dare they really let go of the fighting method with him.
Moreover, the fighting methods of the monks of the same level were not challenging for him, and the cross-level fighting was too flamboyant, which did not conform to Mo Jianchen's low-key nature, which ultimately led to his rare opportunity to really fight with all his strength. Now he finally waited for this opportunity.
Mo Jianchen is a rare thunder spirit root, and he is also a top-grade thunder spirit root, and he is a cultivation genius that is unique in ten thousand. It's just that his father told him to keep his spiritual roots strictly secret, so as not to make some unscrupulous monks covet them. Such a rare "best heavenly spirit root" in the world is not only the best candidate to be accepted as a disciple, but also the best candidate to re-cultivate.
The foundation building monk has the qualification to take it away, although according to the strength of the foundation building monk's soul, it can only be taken at most once. However, after knowing that there is no hope of breaking through the knot, many foundation building monks often choose to rebuild when the longevity is still relatively sufficient. Since it is necessary to rebuild and break through the Jiedan realm in a limited time, the object of the seizure is very important.
And all kinds of top-grade spiritual roots have become the best choice. After taking them away, the Tsukiji Monk will resume his cultivation in the shortest possible time, and then use his talents to give himself more opportunities to attack the Yudan.
Of course, there are also phenomena of monks taking away their homes and rebuilding, but it is rare. Because breaking through the spirit infant is not only a matter of spiritual power and talent, but also involves many aspects such as the monk's divine thoughts, the monk's Dao heart, whether the monk has a sense of the Tao, and so on, and it is difficult to achieve the goal through this trick.
Mo Jianchen unleashed a "Mine Claw", and a huge claw shadow composed of thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, grabbing down the huge ice ball that Sun Long had shot.
The huge ball of ice cuckold was extinguished, and the claws made of thunder and lightning flickered a few times before shattering. But the slightest thunderbolt in the fine ice cubes still swam, and a few of them even extended to Sun Long's body with the crushed ice cubes, and he immediately felt a slight feeling of soreness, and the monk's heart sank: "The strength of this little monk in front of him is indeed extraordinary, and he looks like he is on par with himself with one blow." And this kind of numb feeling, it can be seen that the other party is not only a rare Lei Linggen, but the quality of the Linggen is definitely not low. ā
Sun Long guessed correctly, but Lei Linggen was already less, and he didn't know much, so naturally he didn't know that the sour feeling just now was the supernatural power attached to the best Lei Linggen-"paralysis". If the monk was hit head-on by Mo Jianchen's thunder-based spell, he would inevitably be paralyzed all over his body, and he would not be able to move for a few breaths.
At the beginning, Xue Wenrui and Xiong Chengye fought and used various spells such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth and wind, but only ice spells appeared with their own magical powers, the reason was not that Xue Wenrui could not use the incidental magical powers of those spells, but that his understanding of these spells was too superficial. The "Ice Mist" magic power of the ice spell was also used by mistake. Mo Jianchen devoted himself to studying thunder spells, so naturally there would be no such phenomenon.
While Sun Long was stunned by his attack, Mo Jianchen's next blow had already been formed. This is a "tiger thunder finger", dense thunder light converges into a finger, but the finger is like a tiger, grinning teeth, and pounces towards Sun Long.
However, he said that Xue Wenrui had already flown ten miles away, and when he saw that the distance was about the same, he flew away while pinching the magic trick in his hand, and turned around and threw out an "ice spear technique".
Sun Hu glanced at it with disdain, with his cultivation one order higher than his opponent, how could he put such a short-term spell from the opponent in his eyes. He didn't even have the intention of fighting back, he stretched out his aura shield and chased forward, ready to take the blow hard.
The "Ice Spear Technique" quickly approached him, and the pure aura on the spell made his face suddenly pale, and he quickly sent out a wooden sword, this wooden sword was not a non-weapon, but was composed entirely of spiritual power, it was the low-level wooden spell "Wooden Sword Technique".
The wooden sword collided with the ice spear, just like a real sword, and it was a mess against the ice spear, and half of the ice spear suddenly shattered.
But the shattered pieces of the ice spear seemed to carry a blazing cold, which suddenly made the wooden sword sluggish. After only two breaths, the wooden sword couldn't withstand the cold and was frozen and cracked. The remaining half of the ice spear was more and more unstoppable, thinking that Sun Hu rushed over.