Immortal Sword Cultivation

Chapter 352 The Melee (Part I)

　　 The monks stood in the Land of Fallen Immortal with different expressions, and each of them was shining with aura, most of them were low-grade ones, and there were some middle-grade ones.

　　 It's not that these monks can't get middle-grade spiritual weapons, but in contrast, lower-grade spiritual weapons are more suitable for monks in the out-of-aperture period.

　　Wang Chen is standing on the periphery, carefully guarding.

In the distance, the cultivators in the formations also came out, and it was the cultivators who had just mobilized the formations to attract nine spirits. These monks were even more extraordinary in their auras and spirit weapons, and their strength was even greater. protrude.

　　 One by one, the monks walked out, staring at the fairy in the sky, coveting.

"Father Lu of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Seventh Fellow of the Ancient Demon Valley, the Fellow of the Taoist Li of the Taihuamen, the Master He of the Taixuanmen, the Master of Ten Thousand Buddhist Temples, the Master of Putuoshan Puhui,..." he called out several names, one exuding fierce monsters. The figure of Qi also appeared in the eyes of everyone, spraying clouds and mist, riding on the wind and water.

　　 This is a flood dragon, and the aura on his body is extremely strong and overpowering.

　　Looking at the dragon scales on the dragon's body and the dragon's horns on the forehead, it is clear that the bloodline of this dragon is extremely special, very close to the real dragon, that is to say, it can reach the conjugation stage without training.

　　 Although the reputation of this dragon is not good, its strength is unquestionable. Several leaders of other sects were silent when they heard the words.

Elder Lu, who was dressed in black and surrounded by demonic energy, smiled and said, "Brother Ao has anything to say, but Brother Ao is here today not thinking about the remaining three best immortals, right? It’s worthy of the qualifications, and I won’t stop it. Brother Ao can get it by himself.”

　　 Just as soon as the words fell, the dragon in the clouds said: "I am not an idiot like you humans. Those immortal artifacts can be coveted by our cultivation base. If you can get it, will you still wait here?"

　　 The cultivators of several other sects were silent. Indeed, waiting here without doing anything is not not thinking about it, but the three best immortal artifacts are not something they can covet at all, and there is no way to put them here.

"The three best immortal artifacts must belong to it, but whoever gets the remaining general immortal artifacts depends on the means." Jiaolong stared at Tongling's big eyes and said fiercely: "If you grab it from me, hehe I haven’t eaten human flesh for a long time, and I don’t know how it tastes."

　　 The few leaders of the martial arts were not scared, but the younger disciples behind them were a little timid. They had heard of the name Ao Dan.

　　 A few leading figures exchanged their spiritual knowledge with each other, and then they got a reply: "The Immortal Tool has no masters by chance, but the major forces need to work together and cannot compete with each other."

　　 Ao Dan nodded when he heard the words, and was hidden in the clouds again, not obvious.

　　 Ao Dan represents the dragon clan in the endless sea of ​​monsters. In terms of strength, it is even stronger than the various martial arts. It is unavoidable that a few people do not think about it. Fortunately, Ao Dan is strong, but he is alone, so there is no need to worry.

While several people were discussing, the remaining three best immortal artifacts moved. First, the stone bridge, rumbling, the earth shook, and cracked, and then the stone bridge fell down and was no longer found, and cracked. The gaps healed together, no more traces.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the formation exudes a strange aura, then slowly fades, and disappears.

　　 In a blink of an eye, the two best immortal artifacts disappeared, everyone was stunned, and some monks couldn't help flying towards the immortal sword.

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

"kill!"

More than a dozen monks flew towards the fairy sword, and then followed nearly a hundred monks, but with a bang, the divine sword flew up, emitting a peerless sword light, and the first dozen monks were instantly beheaded into one. A little bit of debris, not even a trace of blood left.

"what!"

　　 The expression of the monk behind him changed drastically, and he hurriedly backed away. Swords flickered on top of the divine sword, and then went straight to the nine heavens, without a trace.

　　 Fairy Sword, also disappeared.

　　 The moment when the fairy sword disappeared, not many people paid attention to it, because more than a hundred fairy artifacts were falling from the sky, shining with amazing fairy lights.

　　仙器!

　　 Everyone stared at these fairy artifacts, and hundreds of monks began to rush forward, but before they even touched the fairy artifacts, they were sifted by the dense array of spirit artifacts and spells behind them.

　　 Then another monk went, the same ending.

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

　　 Everyone wants to go up, but they dare not go up.

　　 Unless there is a speed far surpassing the distraction cultivator can chase, or the defense of so many people is not afraid, otherwise it can only be sent to death.

　　 Wang Chen stood on the periphery, waiting quietly. In this battle, Wang Chen couldn't break through, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured, and the key was that he was hated by so many monks, and his apprentice would not be able to handle it.

　　 At this time, Wang Chen remembered that Laogui and King Flying Eagle should also be around him, and his consciousness quietly stretched out. After observing for a while, he found no trace of the two.

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

　　 Flying Eagle King is willing, but the old turtle still disagrees.

"Forget it, there are a lot of masters everywhere. The dragon's cultivation base that has just appeared is higher than ours. Although the supernatural powers are a little bit worse, it is not easy to deal with, and if a lot of immortal artifacts are really taken away, they will definitely be taken away by the major players. The forces bear their hatred, and it will be difficult to handle at that time, and we will not have the support of our seniors."

　　 Flying Eagle King silently, although the two of them are the two great demon kings in the Tianyuan Continent, they can only be regarded as junior cultivators in the main continent.

The old tortoise itself is an old tortoise raised in the pond of the ancient monks with magical powers. In the ancient times, the monks with magical powers were dead, and naturally there is no background, while the flying eagle king was hatched from an eagle egg that has been silent for a few years~www.wuxiaspot. com~No one knows who the parents are, let alone the support of seniors.

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

　　 The Flying Eagle King and the Divine Turtle King waited for the moment, and everyone else was like that, and they were strangely quiet for a while.

　　 But at this time, around the fairy artifact, a small dust-like trace quickly passed, and then the fairy artifact quickly disappeared. There were more than two hundred artifacts, thirty or forty missing in the blink of an eye.

　　 Then a voice came from around the fairy.

　　 "Little guys. The old man takes some fairy artifacts, and I will give the rest to you. Keep it!"

After the sound of 　　, the remaining immortal artifacts were suddenly knocked into the air, flying in all directions, and thousands of monks chased the immortal artifacts and scattered.

　　 Wang Chen smiled slightly when he heard the voice, and then chased four of the fairy artifacts.

"This voice is from the old ghost. It seems that he has taken away the more than forty immortal artifacts." Wang Chen looked back at the monk who had left for four or four weeks and couldn't help but smile. "The old ghost is really amazing, this fairy Although the weapons are good, if you really take them all away, they will definitely be chased and killed. If you take a small part and knock the remaining fairy weapons into the air, there will be no monks to pay attention to him!"

"Furthermore, these immortal artifacts are scattered in a very regular manner. There are more than two hundred immortal artifacts, only eight or nine are twenty or thirty together, and the rest are just a few. Naturally, both large forces and small forces have gained. It is a kind of competition and distribution, so that hardly anyone is offended."

　　 Of course, those who coveted the old ghost’s fairy artifacts are still there, so it depends on the old ghost’s methods.

　　 However, the old ghost has a ghost pavilion on his body, so I don’t worry about it at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~