This area is also an uninhabited land, but it is not a plateau meadow. It is a barren mountain wilderness overgrown with weeds.
There are hills, ravines, boulders several people high, and low bushes in the wilderness. In short, it is very desolate.
Just like yesterday, everyone first found a higher mound to set up camp, and then they split up in pairs to search.
It's just that this time, the search speed of several people was much slower due to the terrain.
More than two hours later, Huang Ming and Shen Hu came to a boulder covered with weeds. Since they had not found anything, Shen Hu felt a little depressed and suggested taking a rest here.
But I never thought that this guy Shen Hu would be "snoring, snoring" while sitting there. He snored and fell asleep.
Huang Ming was helpless and bored, so he got up and wandered aimlessly near the boulder.
While walking around, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting in the distance.
Huang Ming was shocked, how could there be fighting in this remote mountainous area? Is there really a cultivator who is killing people and grabbing treasures?
After hesitating for a while, seeing Shen Hu still snoring thunderously in the grass under the boulder, Huang Ming decided to leave Xun Sheng temporarily to investigate.
Seeing that there was no one around, Huang Ming threw out his flying magic weapon and followed the sound of fighting and flew over quickly.
Not long after, Huang Ming found four immortal cultivators fighting in a relatively low weedy area. He ducked behind a boulder and slowly took a look.
The four people fighting were all in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation. Two shirtless bald men wearing animal skins were fighting against two middle-aged lamas wearing cassocks and Buddhist crowns.
The ground was in a mess, with messy weeds and flying earth and rocks. It seemed that they had been fighting for a while.
At this moment, one of the bald men wearing animal skins suddenly shouted loudly.
"Since fists and kicks can't tell the difference, let's put our magic power to the test."
After saying that, he threw the green bamboo stick in his hand into the air.
The bamboo stick emits a dazzling light and drags a long green phantom, "whoosh", flying towards the middle-aged lama who is facing him.
The middle-aged lama waved his hand, and a round golden bowl flew out from nowhere and blocked the bamboo stick.
The two magic weapons glowed brightly and were locked in mid-air. No one could repel the other for a moment.
Seeing the magic weapons holding each other in mid-air, the bald man made a secret with one hand and stamped his feet violently, causing a burst of yellow smoke to appear on the grass under the middle-aged lama's feet.
After the yellow smoke passed, the grass softened and the ground sank, and the middle-aged lama's feet sank into the ground.
"What can this little earth trap do to me?"
The middle-aged lama was very disdainful. He chanted the mantra and turned his palm with one hand, and struck the ground under his feet suddenly. Hearing "Om", a layer of faint golden light appeared on the sunken ground.
The middle-aged lama raised his breath fiercely, rose up from the sunken ground, and stepped on the golden light in the air.
"The art of the ladder to heaven? It turns out that the two of you are members of the Pure Tan Sect of the Four Paths of Buddhism and Taoism."
After saying this, the bald man once again made a hand gesture and waved forward fiercely, and saw three rays of red, yellow, and green rays of light shooting towards the middle-aged lama.
However, there seems to be something else hidden in these three rays of glow.
The middle-aged lama had an expressionless face. He also pinched the magic formula with one hand and pushed forward with his palm. A palm-shaped magic shield protected him in front of him.
"puff"
The three rays of rays of light were blocked.
However, there are three different colors of red, yellow and green pupa-like larvae hidden in those three rays of glow.
Two of them shattered into pieces as soon as they encountered the shield, while the other one fell to the ground and disappeared.
"Three Absolute Poison Gus? Hmph! This is a great handiwork from Dao Friend."
The middle-aged lama snorted coldly.
"But your fire is still a little bit behind. What can a mere poisonous insect do to me? I advise you to hand over those two fire cloud crystals obediently, otherwise don't blame me, the Buddha Sect, for being ruthless!".
The bald man also snorted coldly.
"Huh, if you can, just come and get it yourself."
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. You, Qian Gu Sect, don't follow the laws of the hidden world and come to our sect to seize the treasure by force. You dare to speak arrogantly. If I don't kill you today, then where is the face of our four great Buddha sects? Accept your fate. bring it on!".
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged lama squatted down and bent down suddenly, raising his hands upward.
The golden bowl in his hand buzzed, and the light shone brightly, knocking the bald man's bamboo stick into the air.
but.
The bald man ignored his bamboo stick that was knocked into the air. Instead, he took this opportunity to take out a strange little bamboo whistle from his arms and blew it "咻咻咻".
A red caterpillar suddenly emerged from the ground and swooped into the middle-aged lama's calf.
"Red Gu?".
The middle-aged lama's expression changed drastically.
"Red Gu" is one of the three most poisonous poisons, and one of the seven major poisonous poisons of the Thousand Gu Sect.
If someone who is infected by this poison does not obtain the corresponding anti-venom medicine within half an hour, the red poison will crawl to the heart of the person who has been infected and ignite spontaneously, and there will be no elixir to save him.
"Hey, it's good if you know."
The bald man then waved and recalled the bamboo stick in the air.
"Okay, I'll call you cruel, but do you think you can escape? Even if I die, I will hold you back."
The middle-aged lama's face was full of pain. He endured the pain of the red worm larvae traveling through his body and sucking blood. He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and began to recite the mantra.
At the same time, there was a loud "boom" from the side.
The other bald man from Qian Gu Sect was beaten into a pulp by the middle-aged lama who was facing him with a brick-shaped magic weapon.
"Junior Brother Tan, Junior Brother Tan, you damn bald ass, you are looking for death!".
The bald man was furious when he saw his junior brother being smashed into a pulp. He used his magic power and shot the other lama with a "swish" of the bamboo stick in his hand.
"clang".
The lama's brick-shaped magic weapon blocked the bamboo staff, but his cultivation seemed not as high as that of the bald man. Although it blocked the bamboo staff, the magic weapon was knocked away by the bamboo staff.
"A little jade brick dares to stand in the way of my jade-blooded staff. It's a bald donkey. Come and accept your fate."
The bald man shouted loudly.
While running towards the lama, he recalled the bamboo stick in his hand and jumped up with all his strength. "Woo", the bamboo stick hit the lama with a slight wave of void.
The lama didn't have time to activate the magic weapon again, because his jade brick flew away somewhere, so he subconsciously raised his arm to protect it in front of him.
It's a pity that he is not Huang Ming and has never practiced body refining. How can his flesh and blood body block the full blow of the alchemy monk using a high-level mid-grade magic weapon?
Just listen to "pop".
The bald man's bamboo stick not only shattered the lama's arm, but also hit the lama hard through the arm. The lama spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted immediately.
But just then.
"Om, Biha, Guru Mahabhara, Hun Nahu Bujibu, Heima Ni Wei Diwei, Monaxi, Om..., Drojina, Usushama, Guru coax, pa pa pa pa pa, Stud…”.
A Sanskrit sound of "Vajra Mantra" came from the mouth of the lama who was poisoned.
