"I'm catching up with the poisonous corpse, don't let the poisonous corpse get into the fork in the road and escape, all the senior brothers in the back, quickly tie it up with the winding technique! Oh, who threw the iron vine seed just now? ”

A big man wearing a monster skin jacket raised his spirit sword and stabbed the poisonous corpse, roaring excitedly. Behind him, I don't know who shot an iron vine seed, wrapped him around, and couldn't move in place.

The big man screamed angrily, and had to chop open the iron vine that was wrapping around him. Dozens of monks flew past him as fast as they could, and no one paid any attention to him, leaving him behind.

"Click!"

"Boom!"

Deep in the mine tunnel on the second floor of the cave, many monks chased after the poisonous corpse. From time to time, spells were cast at the zombie, and many fireballs and ice picks burst in the mine.

There were also some monks who shouted and cursed.

"Whoever throws a spell and throws a fireball at Lao Tzu's head, Lao Tzu will kill him with a knife! A man in a green shirt who rushed in front was hit by several flying fireballs, the protective shield shook, and he stumbled after being beaten, and turned back and roared angrily, but he couldn't find who threw it.

Any monk who drilled back and forth in the spiritual stone mine on the second floor of the cave wanted to scold his mother angrily. The tunnel was too narrow to accommodate at most two or three monks at the same time.

However, to deal with that fierce poisonous corpse, without five or six Qi Refining Stage ninth-level cultivators attacking at the same time, they couldn't suppress it at all. If there are too few people chasing them, one or two monks will be turned back by the poisonous corpse and scratched a claw. However, there were too many people chasing, but the mine was crowded and chaotic, and the spell played failed to hurt the poisonous corpse, but injured the monk in front first.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some monks secretly maliciously want to cause accidental injuries to other monks and play spells indiscriminately.

There were twenty or thirty monks chasing this poisonous corpse, and some monks chased too quickly, but they were injured by the poisonous corpse qi that erupted from the poisonous corpse's back, or they were mistakenly injured by spells played by other monks behind them in the chaos, and were forced to withdraw from the pursuit.

Despite this, there were still more than twenty monks who had been chasing after this poisonous corpse.

They seem to have decided that so many people are chasing and killing this poisonous corpse, and there must be something good about this poisonous corpse, otherwise why are so many disciples of various sects chasing and killing this poisonous corpse?

Ye Qin's breath was calm, and he quickly dodged the spells that shot from behind him indiscriminately, so as not to be injured by mistake, and followed behind the middle-aged monk in yellow robe and the man in gold without hurrying.

The strength of the two of them is undoubtedly extremely strong, and if they want to kill poisonous corpses, these two must be indispensable. He himself was not eager to kill the poisonous corpse. It would be best to be able to get a map scroll from this poisonous corpse, and even if he couldn't get a map scroll, it wouldn't be a big problem for him. There are enough spirit stones here for him to dig into.

The monks chased in the mine for nearly half an hour, and the poisonous corpse finally got into a large cave mining site where the spirit stone was excavated, and jumped around in the big cave angrily, no longer escaping.

This is its lair, and it is where it stays when it dies, and when it encounters danger, it instinctively flees back here. There is no way to escape from here, as this is a Dead Mine Cave and there is no way to escape anywhere else.

More than a dozen monks chased after him for a long time, scolding and scolding into the big cave, quickly surrounding the poisonous corpse, constantly playing spells, quickly bombarding the poisonous corpse, and at the same time carefully avoiding being injured by the poisonous corpse gas spewed out by the poisonous corpse.

Among these people, except for the yellow-robed monk of the Dique Gate and the golden-clothed man of the Ancient Artifact Gate. There are also disciples of various sects. and Ye Qin and Old Man Kong, two disciples of the Qingdanmen. Old man Kong had been following behind Ye Qin and did not rush forward. The fact that the two of them were able to enter this cave together was a rarity among the more than ten people.

This poisonous corpse has absorbed thousands of years of spiritual energy in the mine, and it is actually a very powerful top-level "ghost spirit weapon", and any Qi refining period monk who encounters it alone will suffer. It's a pity that no matter how strong it is, it can't withstand the constant spell bombardment of one or twenty monks of the eighth and ninth layers of the Qi Refining Period. Fireballs, ice picks, wind blades, lightning strikes, and a succession of spells blasted over, blowing its skin open. It deserves to be unlucky, and it has nothing to do but control some skeleton puppets to provoke this large group of trial disciples of various sects. If you are more comfortable, you may be able to live a little longer.

The poisonous corpse continued to spew out poisonous corpse gas along the way to counterattack, spraying dozens of mouthfuls in a row, and had injured more than ten monks chasing after it, and now it has long been unable to spray any poisonous corpse gas, just jumping wildly, dancing its claws to grab at the nearest monk, and at the same time withstand the spell bombardment of more than ten monks. It seemed to feel the fear of death, and cowered in fear in a corner of the great cavern.

"Phew!"

The yellow-robed middle-aged monk saw that the poisonous corpse had been blown up by many spells, but he still never fell, and he was a little impatient, so he saw the opportunity, shouted loudly, and threw out a small round shield magic weapon, the round shield dripped, spun in mid-air, turned into a thick and heavy round shield, and pressed towards the head of the poisonous corpse.

With a "snap", the extremely tough head of the poisonous corpse was smashed in half to the round shield magic weapon.

Then, a golden sword flashed, and the remaining half of the poisonous corpse's head flew up completely and rolled to the ground.

It was the man in gold who struck again.

The poisonous corpse lost its head and fell to the rocky ground, no longer moving. At this time, everyone saw that when the poisonous corpse retreated in the corner, it was still holding a small box made of gold and stone in its hand. As soon as the poisonous corpse died, the small box also rolled to the ground.

The eyes of the more than ten monks who besieged the poisonous corpse instantly became hot.

This small box is not large, that is, it can put dozens of spirit stones or so. The poisonous corpse will not hold a small box for no reason, and there must be items that are very important to the poisonous corpse hidden inside. Although the miner is dead and a poisonous corpse, its instinct will still make it cling to the most important item in life.

More than a dozen monks glanced at each other.

Almost all of them came from different sects, and although they were eager to grab the locket, none of them dared to rush over easily. It would only be a living target for all the other monks, and they would be fiercely attacked.

The golden-clothed man took the flying sword weapon, glanced at the monks in the big cave, and suddenly said to the yellow-robed monk: "Senior Brother Zhong, it seems that the strength of the two of us is half a catty and eight taels." There aren't many items left behind by this poisonous corpse, so why don't we divide them equally, what do you think?"

In addition to the yellow-robed monk, more than a dozen monks from various sects in the cave were furious when they heard this, and turned their heads to stare at the golden-clothed man. They also made a lot of efforts to encircle and suppress this poisonous corpse, why didn't they score this small box?

The yellow-robed middle-aged monk glanced at the more than ten monks in the big cave, weighed it, felt that it was feasible, and said with a cruel smile: "Okay, Senior Brother Yu's idea is good. ”

The yellow-robed monk is also a ruthless character who eats meat and does not spit out bones.

A small box, no matter what it contains, there are more than a dozen monks from various sects gathered here, and it is always not enough. As soon as he joined forces with the golden-clothed man, it was enough to suppress these more than ten ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivators, and it shouldn't be a problem to occupy this box.

Although he and the man in gold don't like each other, they might as well join forces in snatching this small box. Let's get rid of the other dozen or so monks first, and then see what the box contains.

If it's an important item, hehe, you have to have a good fight with this Senior Brother Yu.

"Today, I'm in a good mood, I don't want to open a big killing ring, if you don't want to die, you can leave by yourself. This box belongs to me and Senior Brother Yu, and you don't have any chance. The yellow-robed monk confidently played with the shield weapon in his hand.

The abacus of the two of them rang loudly, and they steadily ate and killed more than a dozen other ordinary monks.

The other dozen or so monks were speechless in anger.

But the situation is stronger than people, and the more than ten monks of them together can barely compete with these two core disciples. But the problem is that they are not from the same sect at all, they can't work together, and no one is willing to rush to the front to be a substitute for the dead ghosts, how can they fight with two core disciples of the Ancient Weapon Sect and the Dique Sect who have magic weapons?

Ye Qin was also very depressed in his heart, and he was still counting on these two core disciples to fight. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, they formed an alliance. If these two core disciples didn't join forces and fight with each other, they, ordinary disciples, would still have a chance to take the opportunity to grab that small box, but they joined forces and didn't give ordinary disciples a chance at all. Even if he also has magic weapons, he doesn't dare to fight easily.

The monks cursed in a low voice, and prepared to leave.

A monk from a small sect, unwilling before leaving, threw out a wind blade from his sleeve and struck at the small box, breaking the outer shell of the small box to see what it contained.

"Whoa!"

The locket was split by the wind blade, and dozens of palm-sized scrolls rolled out of it, lying on the ground.

The more than ten ordinary monks present looked stunned, and their eyes widened.

Even the yellow-robed monk and the gold-robed man were equally stunned and in disbelief.

There are as many as thirty scrolls in this small box.

In the big cave, there was a dead silence, and only the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

Map scrolls are easily distinguished from scrolls for other purposes. Even if you are an idiot, you can see that those are mine map scrolls. This poisonous corpse actually collected dozens of map scrolls into its small box. No wonder they, the monks, never found any trace of the map scroll.

They really had nothing to say. What a pervert.

Whew, whew!

Several figures, silently, suddenly swooped towards those scrolls.

According to the promise of the head of the Qingdan Sect, as long as any trial team takes back a scroll and hands it over to the sect, each member of the team can get a reward of Tsukidan. If you can get more scrolls, the more rewards you will get for Tsukidan. The rewards of the Qingdan Sect are so heavy, and the rewards of other sects will definitely not be low.

His grandmother's, who cares about the core disciple or not the core disciple now, grab the map scroll, and Lao Tzu will have the opportunity to become a monk in the foundation building period.

Poof, poof, there was a muffled snort, and more than a dozen monks with extremely red eyes got up frantically, kicking and punching, sword light flashing, and snatching the scrolls on the ground. Inside the big cave, there was chaos. No one cares about any alliances, grab the map scroll and talk about it.

Ye Qin reacted extremely quickly, and with a flying pounce, he copied a map scroll into his hand.

(To be continued)