Chapter 352: Dogfight (I)

The monks stood in the land of the fallen immortals with different expressions, and the spiritual weapons beside them were shining with spiritual light, most of them were low-grade spiritual weapons, and there were also a few medium-grade spiritual weapons.

It's not that these monks can't get middle-grade spiritual weapons, but that lower-grade spiritual weapons are more suitable for out-of-body stage cultivators.

And Wang Chen stood on the periphery, cautiously guarded.

In the distance, the monks in the formation also walked out, and it was the monk who had just triggered the formation to attract nine spirit bodies, and these monks were even more extraordinary in terms of the breath on their bodies and the spiritual weapons, and their strength was even more prominent.

One by one, the monks walked out, staring at the immortal weapons in the air, salivating.

"Ten Thousand Demon Sect Lu Daoyou, Ancient Demon Valley Seven Daoyou, Taihuamen Li Daoyou, Taixuanmen He Daoyou, Ten Thousand Buddha Temple Xujing Master, Putuo Mountain Puhui Daoyou ,......" shouted several names in a row, and a figure exuding a violent demonic aura also appeared in the eyes of everyone, spitting clouds and mist, riding the wind and water.

This is a dragon, and the aura on its body is extremely thick and overwhelming.

Looking at the dragon scales on this dragon and the dragon horns on its forehead, it is obvious that the bloodline of this dragon is extremely special, very close to the real dragon, that is to say, it can reach the merger stage without cultivation.

Although the reputation of this Jiaolong is not good, there is no doubt about its strength, and several leaders of several other sects are also silent when they hear this.

Dressed in black and surrounded by demonic energy, Old Devil Lu smiled and said, "Brother Ao can say anything you want, but Brother Ao didn't come here today to think about the remaining three top-grade immortal weapons, with Brother Ao's qualifications, he is also worthy of it, and I won't stop him, Brother Ao can get it himself."

It's just that as soon as these words fell, the dragon in the clouds and mist said: "I'm not a fool like you humans, those immortal weapons are something that our cultivation can covet, if you can get it, will you still wait here?"

The monks of several other sects were silent, indeed, it was not that they didn't want to do anything here, but that the three best immortal artifacts were not something they could covet at all, and there was no way to put them here.

"The three best immortal weapons must belong to them, but the rest of the general immortal weapons fall into whose hands it depends on the means" Jiaolong stared at the big eyes of the copper bell, and said fiercely: "If you rob me at that time, hehe, I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, and I don't know what the taste of the road is."

A few of the leaders of several major sects were not frightened, but the junior disciples behind them were a little timid, and they had heard of the name of Ao Tang.

Several leading figures exchanged their divine senses with each other and replied: "There is no owner of the immortal weapon, each depends on chance, but several major forces need to work together, and they must not compete with each other."

Ao Tang nodded when he heard this, and he was hidden in the clouds and was not overt.

Ao Tang represents the dragon clan in the endless demon sea, and his strength is faintly stronger than that of the major sects, so few people don't think about it, but fortunately, although Ao Tang's strength is strong, he is alone, so he doesn't have to worry.

When a few people were discussing, the remaining three superb immortal artifacts moved, first the stone bridge, boom, the earth shook, cracked, and then the stone bridge actually fell, and it was no longer found, and the cracks were also healed together, and there was no trace.

Immediately after, the array emitted a strange aura, and then slowly faded and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the two supreme immortal weapons disappeared, everyone was stunned, and some monks couldn't help but fly towards the immortal sword.

"This fairy sword is mine, and no one can snatch it away."

"Kill!"

More than a dozen monks flew towards the fairy sword, and then followed by nearly a hundred monks, but with a bang, the divine sword flew up, emitting a peerless sword light, and the dozen or so monks in front were instantly killed into a little debris, leaving not even a trace of blood.

"Ahh

The monk's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, and there were bursts of sword sounds flashing above the divine sword, and then he went straight above the nine heavens, and there was no trace of him.

The fairy sword also disappeared.

The moment the immortal sword disappeared, not many people paid attention, because more than a hundred immortal artifacts were falling from the sky, flashing with amazing immortal light.

Immortal weapon!

Everyone stared at these immortal weapons, and hundreds of monks began to rush forward, but before they could touch the immortal weapons, they were beaten into a sieve by the dense spiritual weapons and spells behind them.

Then another monk went, and it ended up the same way.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, no one dared to move forward anymore, there were too many monks around, and the attack power was too strong, and a monk couldn't stop it at all.

Everyone wanted to go up, but they didn't dare to go up.

Unless there is a speed far beyond the speed that the distraction period monk can catch up, or there is no fear of the defense of so many people, rushing forward can only be sent to death.

Wang Chen stood on the periphery, quietly waiting. Wang Chen couldn't break through this formation, even if he broke through hard, even if he didn't die at that time, he would be seriously injured, and the key was that he was hated by so many monks, and it would be difficult for his apprentices to do it.

At this time, Wang Chen remembered that the old turtle and the Flying Eagle King should also be around, and his divine sense quietly stretched out, and after observing for a while, he found no trace of the two.

At this time, the Flying Eagle King and the old ghost were still hiding in the clouds, discussing whether to strike first.

The Flying Eagle King was willing, but the old turtle still disagreed.

"Forget it, there are a lot of masters around, the Jiaolong cultivation that just appeared is even higher than ours, although the magic power is a little worse, but it is not easy to deal with, and if it really robs a lot of immortal weapons, it will definitely be hated by the major forces, and it will be difficult to do it at that time, we don't have the support of our predecessors."

The Flying Eagle King was silent, although the two of them were the two demon kings in the Tian Yuan Continent, they could only be regarded as junior cultivators in the main continent.

The old turtle itself is an old turtle in captivity in the pond of the ancient great god monk, the great god monk in ancient times has died, naturally there is no background, and the flying eagle king is an eagle egg that has been silent for many years hatched, and the parents don't know who they are, let alone have the support of their predecessors.

On the contrary, the two of them have their own ethnic descendants, which adds to the burden.

The Flying Eagle King and the Divine Turtle King waited for the opportunity, and the others were the same, and they were strangely quiet for a while.

It's just that at this time, around the immortal artifact, a dust-like trace quickly crossed, and then the immortal artifact quickly disappeared, more than two hundred immortal artifacts, and thirty or forty pieces were missing in the blink of an eye.

Then a voice also came from around the immortal weapon.

"Little ones. The old man took some immortal weapons, and the rest will be handed over to you, so keep it!"

After this sound sounded, the remaining immortal artifacts were suddenly knocked away and flew in all directions, and thousands of monks came back to their senses and scattered after the immortal artifacts.

Wang Chen smiled slightly when he heard this voice, and then chased after the four immortal weapons.

"This voice is from the old ghost, it seems that the more than forty immortal weapons have been taken away by him", Wang Chen looked back at the monks scattered around him and couldn't help but smile, "The old ghost is really powerful, although this immortal weapon is good, but if you really take it all, you will definitely be hunted down, so take a small part and knock the remaining immortal weapons away, and there will be no monk to pay attention to him anymore!"

"And this immortal weapon is scattered very regularly, more than two hundred immortal weapons, only eight or nine are twenty or thirty together, and the rest are a few, so that the general and small potential forces naturally have harvest, and it can be regarded as a kind of competition and distribution, so that almost no one is offended."

Of course, those who covet the immortal weapons on the old ghost are still there, so it depends on the old ghost's means.

However, the old ghost has a ghost pavilion on his body, so he is not worried at all.