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At the same time, a group of monks in the alchemy stage also fought against the remaining cyan war pigs, but the fight was very difficult. No matter the magic weapon or spell talismans, it was difficult to break through the cyan war pigs' defense.

"The existence of the Nascent Soul Stage is indeed not comparable to that of the monks in the Pill Formation Stage." Yuan Ming couldn't help but secretly sigh.

He and Pi Xiu worked together to fend off a green war pig. Most of the magic weapons on his body could not be seen, so they used Feng Qi's emerald jade ruler to fight against the enemy.

The Emerald Jade Ruler is a wood attribute magic weapon. Although its attack power is average, it can be used both offensively and defensively. It also fits well with Yuan Ming's Nine Elements Art. It is not enough to hurt the enemy, but it is more than enough to protect yourself.

Fortunately, there are Nascent Soul Stage monks here. These Pill Formation Stage monks know that they only need to protect themselves and take some time.

Wan Qihong and others continued to attack, the giant sword swept across, the golden inscriptions flashed, and in an instant, seven or eight more war pigs fell down.

"If this is the only way to pass the first test, it seems too easy to pass." Yuan Ming thought to himself when he saw this.

Just as this thought occurred, silver light flashed from the bottom of the five surrounding stone pillars, and five silver shadows shot out, heading straight for Wan Qihong and others.

Yuan Ming's spiritual consciousness was strong and he could see clearly the true forms of these silver figures. They looked like five silver war pigs. Their appearance was basically the same as the cyan war pigs, but they looked more powerful and majestic. The weapon in his hand turned into a silver-colored war pig. Meteor hammer.

Wan Qihong snorted lightly, turned the direction of the golden giant sword, and slashed diagonally at the incoming silver war pig.

The silver war pig was much faster than the cyan war pig, and with an agile leap, it even avoided the attack of the golden giant sword.

Wan Qihong raised his eyebrows, and the golden giant sword quickly turned back. The sword body suddenly blurred, turning into two identical huge sword shadows.

Each sword shadow emits strong mana fluctuations, crisscrossing towards the silver war pig.

The silver war pig hurriedly dodged again, and the silver meteor hammer hit a sword shadow.

With a loud "clang" sound, the golden sword was blown away, and another sword shadow hit the silver war pig's chest, leaving a long and deep wound.

The silver war pig didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, and it swung the meteor hammer and pounced on it again.

Wan Qihong's face was slightly solemn. The combat power of this silver war pig seemed to be no less than that of a late-stage pill-forming monk, and its body was extremely strong. Even he had to be careful.

While thinking about it, Wan Qihong drew his sword and turned it into seven or eight sword shadows again, slashing towards the silver war pig.

However, this silver war pig moves as fast as a ghost, its body is extremely strong, and it uses the meteor hammer in its hand extremely well. Although it was suppressed by Wan Qihong's attack, there was no sign of defeat for a while.

The silver war hammer was made of unknown materials, and Wan Qihong's golden flying sword was only cut with gaps but not destroyed.

The same was true for other Nascent Soul stage monks. Although they seemed to have the upper hand, they were unable to kill the silver war pig and were tightly entangled.

Without the help of the Nascent Soul monks, the pressure on Yuan Ming and others immediately increased. Everyone had to face a cyan war pig alone.

Yuan Ming was fighting with a cyan war pig. He was forced to retreat step by step, but he was actually using his spiritual consciousness to explore the situation of the cyan war pig.

There was a force within the cyan war pig that blocked his spiritual consciousness. However, Yuan Ming's spiritual consciousness was so powerful that he squeezed hard and penetrated quickly.

After this investigation, he found that the entire body of the cyan war pig was made of special stone material, but its bones were tightly connected structures covered with runes, making it look like some kind of special puppet.

Yuan Ming knew something about puppets. Each puppet had a core to maintain its activity. It usually used a magic circle and spiritual stones to act as a core, but there was nothing similar in the blue war pig's body.

He couldn't help but wonder, without the spiritual power provided by the spiritual stone, what did these cyan war pigs use to maintain their activities?

"Forget it, let's get rid of these troubles first." Yuan Ming shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and poured his magic power into the emerald jade ruler.

More than a dozen crescent-shaped green light blades shot out and struck the green war pig, but the skin of the war pig was not even broken.

However, those green light blades did not dissipate, and they all stuck to the war pig's body, seeming to have a strong stickiness.

The green war pig continued to pounce on Yuan Ming, and the black mace swung into black dragon-like shadows, covering Yuan Ming from all directions. There was no way to avoid it.

Xiying, who was fighting a green war pig in the distance, saw this scene and his eyes tightened, as if he wanted to do something.

However, a yellow light flashed across Yuan Ming's body, and he escaped several feet into the ground. He used this cunning method to avoid the attack of the black mace, and pointed upwards.

The emerald green crescents on the cyan war pig suddenly changed and turned into cyan chains, wrapping around its body and locking the war pig's hands and feet tightly.

The cyan war pig immediately waved its hands and feet with difficulty, trying to break the chain.

At this moment, a green light flashed under it, and the emerald jade ruler appeared out of thin air, blooming with a bright green light.

The next moment, all the green light rolled back and condensed suddenly, forming an emerald green ring about ten feet in size, which was wrapped around the war pig.

The emerald green ring exudes an astonishing power of imprisonment. The cyan war pig was already troubled by the cyan chains, and now it is completely unable to move.

A yellow light flashed on the ground behind the cyan war pig, and Yuan Ming's figure emerged. The ring on his finger shot out a stream of white smoke, hitting the cyan war pig's back heart.

A layer of white ice appeared on the back of the war pig and spread quickly.

It's just that the ice on the outside is just a surface. What Yuan Ming really wants to freeze is the runes on the cyan war pig's bones.

Although he failed to understand the principle of these stone statues, these runes must play a decisive role. As long as they are frozen, the cyan war pig should be unable to move.

At this moment, the power in the cyan war pig's body that blocked his consciousness emerged again, actually blocking the intrusion of the cold air.

Yuan Ming had a look of surprise on his face. He increased the power of the white ring, and the cold smoke he shot was much thicker. He quickly overwhelmed the power and invaded the pig's bones.

The bones on the chest of the cyan war pig were covered with a layer of ice, and the slightly flashing runes on the bones were all solidified and no longer flashed.

Yuan Ming continued to activate the cold air, and soon all the bones in the war pig's body were frozen.

The surface of the cyan war pig's body was also completely covered with white ice, turning it into an ice sculpture.

He is very interested in Master Shura's secret treasure. With his current strength, the blessing of the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, and the help of treasures such as the Hundred Ghosts' Night Journey, he may not be able to seize that thing.

It is still the first test, and the team cannot be damaged too much. The power of the white ring has been demonstrated before, and it will not arouse the suspicion of the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.

Yuan Ming recalled the emerald jade ruler underground, glanced at Xiying's side, and pounced on Pi Xiu not far away.

Pixiu Xiu was tired of dealing with the cyan war pig, and when he saw Yuan Ming coming to help, he was immediately happy.

Yuan Ming pointed his finger, and shot out the emerald jade ruler, hitting the green war pig.

Pi Xiu's spiritual consciousness witnessed the process of Yuan Ming subduing his cyan war pig, understood his intention, and also tried to restrain the war pig from action.

The two worked together and quickly trapped the pig. Yuan Ming followed suit and froze it with a white ring.

Yuan Ming disappeared in a flash, and appeared next to Wen Zaifou, with a white ring shooting out a stream of cold smoke.

With Yuan Ming as a strong helping hand, several cyan war pigs were quickly subdued.

Wan Qihong and other Nascent Soul stage monks saw that the Danjie stage monks had ended the battle first, and they lost face. They used one or two tactics to suppress the situation. The silver war pigs finally began to be unable to hold on and were defeated one after another.

When the last silver stone statue fell, there was a muffled sound from the wall not far away, and then everyone saw the wall rising slowly, and the debris and dust were shaken off as it rose, revealing a path leading to the second floor. stairs to the building.

Wan Qihong glanced at the stairs, stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and put the remains of the silver stone statues scattered on the ground into his storage bag.

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Lei Ming and others followed suit and divided up the remaining silver debris.

They would naturally be tempted by the puppet materials whose strength reached the late stage of pill formation. As for the remaining bluestone puppet remains, although they were of some value, they were not enough to shame them into collecting them.

Therefore, with the tacit approval of the ancestors, a group of alchemy monks began to clean up the battlefield.

Wan Qihong noticed this scene, and felt a little more regretful about his behavior of coming alone. With a flash of thought, he finally couldn't let go of his arrogance and fight for the wreckage with the Danjie monks. He could only keep out of sight and out of mind, and walked quickly towards Go to the second floor.

Several other Nascent Soul cultivators did not want to let him take the lead, so they also followed him up the stairs.

Among the pill-forming monks, Yuan Ming also followed up and put away a few stone statue remains, but his attention always fell on Wan Qihong and others. When he saw them going upstairs, he was about to follow them, but he was shocked for no reason.

Then, a scream suddenly sounded from behind him.

He immediately turned his head and saw a thin figure covered in dark red standing behind Wen Zaibo, piercing Wen Zaibo's chest with his arm.

Its arm was as dry as a dead branch, with no flesh and blood inside, just skin and bones. However, a strange red light shone on it, like an armband, constantly moving from the wrist to the elbow.

Wen Zaihe's face was full of pain. At the same time, his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the blood had been sucked away by the monster's arm.

In just two breaths, Wen Zaihou was completely transformed into a mummy, and the thin figure withdrew his arm, throwing Wen Zaihou's body away like it was throwing away garbage.

At this time, Fairy Jin Xi, who turned around after hearing the screams, saw the tragic death of Wen Zaifu, and her heart instantly ignited with anger. She heard an angry shout, and the golden scroll flew into the air, and countless golden words flew out. With a flicker in the air, it condensed into six golden flying knives and shot towards the skinny figure.

However, when the skinny figure saw this scene, his chapped lips curved, revealing a sarcastic smile, and then disappeared directly and silently.

The golden flying knife lost its target and immediately stopped in mid-air.

Seeing this, Fairy Jin Xi frowned, raised her hand and struck another spell on the golden scroll.

The golden flying knife shattered instantly, and the golden words flying out of it regrouped and turned into two golden shields, flying to Yuan Ming and Pi Xiu, and quickly coiled around them.

At this moment, everyone present heard two more screams, but they were the Alchemy-forming female cultivator under Lei Ming Patriarch and the Iron Tower man from the Black Desert Alliance.

Two skinny figures appeared behind them, their dark red arms stretched out like swords, and they soon followed in Wen Zaifu's footsteps.