Su Twelve was already in a good mood, and when he heard this, he was even more excited, and his little heart was beating loudly.
As for Jiang Feixue's last words, he didn't pay much attention to them.
Because he happened to know the whereabouts of a piece of glazed gold. The female cultivator surnamed Chu who sold him the talisman used a piece of glazed gold to trap and kill other monks during the trial.
"Yes! I will try to pay attention to it. This evil pit can produce this kind of Zhiyang Spiritual Fire. It seems that the probability of there being a Golden Holy Spirit Spring is not low."
"Let's go quickly. With this pseudo-spiritual weapon, even if there is danger, we can still deal with it."
Su Twelve smiled, nodded, and spoke hurriedly.
After coming out of the cave, the two of them didn't waste any time and continued to the location marked Golden Holy Spirit Spring according to the route on the map.
The terrain of this evil pit was undulating, so the two of them climbed over mountains and ridges. After a lot of effort, they finally arrived near a mountain col.
The location where the two of them were located was on the highest ground.
Looking down, I saw that there were rocks scattered all over the mountain col. Nearly a thousand figures were in groups, divided into waves.
In the middle of the crowd, two men and one woman, three monks at the ninth level of Qi refining stage, were fighting.
One of them, with a tall figure and a resolute face, was the leader of the twenty-man team that Su Twelve and others encountered when they first entered the Evil Pit.
The other two, one of whom was wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a whisk, was a Taoist priest in his fifties.
The other person was a beautiful woman in her forties, with simple clothes and a pretty face.
The three of them came and went, their bodies intertwined, attacking each other. Groups of astonishing energy fluctuations erupted one after another. Seeing this, the other monks retreated to a distance for fear of being accidentally affected.
Next to the three people, there stood a huge stone as tall as one person. On the top of the boulder, there was a groove the size of a head, with a handful of golden liquid surging.
A strong Zhiyang spiritual energy is emanating from this liquid!
"That's the Golden Holy Spirit Spring?!" Su Twelve lowered his eyes and his heartbeat began to accelerate as he spoke.
"It's unmistakable! It's exactly the same as in the legend! But... with so many people eyeing it, it's not easy to take away this golden holy spring!"
Jiang Feixue was also a little excited, but as she spoke, she put her hand on her chin with a thoughtful look on her face.
"There's no rush, let's take a look at the situation first. If it doesn't work, we have no choice but to give up." Su Twelve shook his head and pulled Jiang Feixue to squat down at a high place.
"Unexpectedly, even Qingyang Master Lin Qingyang and Dangerous Fairy Tao Ting are here!"
"They are notoriously ruthless people within a hundred miles. It seems there is really no hope now!"
"It's all that damn old man's fault for eating more than one fish. He's so angry!" Jiang Feixue thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a good solution.
In her opinion, neither she nor Su Twelve had the slightest chance of winning with the combined cultivation levels of Su Twelve.
This made her very depressed, and she couldn't help but murmur to herself, resenting the old man again in her heart.
Su Twelve shook his head with some disappointment and smiled bitterly, staring at the situation in the col, not holding much hope in his heart.
There are so many monks, including masters at the ninth level of Qi refining stage. With his current strength, there is no chance of winning.
For him, taking risks is okay, but dying is not!
The three of them fought fiercely, with all kinds of gorgeous spells and attacks flying randomly in the air. They seem to be extremely powerful, but in fact they each have their own reservations.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the three figures separated.
The tall middle-aged man had a cold face and suddenly suggested: "Lin Qingyang, Tao Ting, you two are also famous Qi refining masters. If we continue fighting like this, it will not be good for any of us."
"How about dividing this Golden Holy Spirit Spring into three parts, and each of the three of us takes one part?"
"Pindao has no objection!"
The Taoist priest in azure blue put the fly whisk on his forearm and turned to look at the beautiful woman not far away. "I just don't know, what does Tao Taoyou, the Dangerous Immortal Gu, mean?"
"Hmph! Since you two have agreed, why bother asking me!" Tao Ting, the Dangerous Immortal, said angrily as she narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips.
As she spoke, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and her gaze quickly swept across the Taoist priest named Lin Qingyang.
"Okay! Let's go forward together and take a portion each." The middle-aged man did not notice the strangeness of the beautiful woman, nodded and continued.
After saying that, the three of them walked towards the boulder in the middle.
Seeing the behavior of the three people, the other monks around shook their heads in despair and no longer had any hope.
After three levels of Qi Refining and Ninth Level, they reached a consensus and there was no hope for them at all.
On the high slope next to the mountain col, Su Twelve saw this scene in his eyes, squinted his eyes and said lightly: "That man is going to be in trouble!"
"Who?" Jiang Feixue was stunned when she heard this.
"That middle-aged man in white! The Taoist priest and the woman are obviously in the same group!" Su Twelve said calmly.
"How is that possible! Taoist Qingyang and the Dangerous Fairy are notoriously difficult to deal with in this area. They fight each other when they meet, and they want to kill each other!"
Jiang Feixue spoke immediately, her first reaction was disbelief.
These two people are very famous around Qianshanfang City. As an informant, she knows the most about these news.
Su Twelve smiled lightly, without explaining much, and continued to watch the scene with squinted eyes.
These three people were the strongest at the scene. If these three people clashed, it would be a good thing for him if both sides were injured.
Could it be...that there is really a problem between these two people?
Jiang Feixue turned her head and glanced at Su Twelve's side face. After a moment's hesitation, she put her hand on her waist and gently shook a bell on her waist.
The bell swayed but made no sound at all.
In the mountain col, the man in white stopped for a moment, then pretended that nothing happened and followed the other two people to the boulder.
Just when the three of them reached out to grab the Golden Holy Spirit Spring, a sudden change occurred.
"kill!"
Taoist Priest Qingyang and Xian Gu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and two bursts of true energy surged out. One urged the dust whisk in his hand, and the other spit out a pink ball.
The two attacks went straight to the man in white with lightning speed.
"Hmph! Looking for death!"
The man in white was furious, grunted, and a red round canopy came out of his hand.
The canopy emitted bright red light, protecting his figure.
Immediately, the whisk turned into three thousand filaments and hit the canopy together with the pink beads.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
The man in white swayed and stepped back more than ten steps.
Even though he was well prepared, he still couldn't stand facing two monks whose cultivation was not weaker than his own.
"Little Lord!"
Not far away, the more than 20 people brought by the man in white changed their expressions. They took out their magical weapons one by one and pointed their eyes at Taoist Priest Qingyang and the Dangerous Fairy Girl.
The man in white steadied himself and quickly took out a black broad sword.
"Lin Qingyang! Tao Ting! Unexpectedly, you are actually in the same group."
"Are you sure you can afford the consequences of daring to become an enemy of our Shenzhu Villa?!"
