Chapter 698 Traps, counterattacks, and trophies

Style: Fantasy Author: Rebirth at the Beginning of SummerWords: 3149Update Time: 24/01/11 20:35:12
"There are almost more than a thousand warriors in this mountain forest now. Among them, more than a dozen masters from the ninth level of Lingtai are hunting the commander of the martial soul-turned-army in the deepest Baihua Valley.

These dozen people are all the top ten popular figures who can get the final inheritance. Qiya, Sanyangnu, Kedun, Bai Zong, Xie Wujiang, Deng Shanling, Nie Shenghuan, Chen Changsheng, Feilai, Ximen Chuiyu, have you heard of this before? Pass?

There are about fifty or so masters from the seventh and eighth heavens of Lingtai who are hunting down the remaining martial spirit weapons and Yinxu and Yangshi warriors, seizing their true spirit waistbands, and quickly entering the ninth level of Lingtai to fight for the former. Ten vitality.

There are still one or two hundred ordinary Lingtai realm warriors like us who are trying our luck to kill martial souls and transform into weapons, and looking for low-level warriors who are hiding to search for true spirit waistbands, trying to struggle.

The remaining low-level warriors knew that there was no hope and basically hid. This was the situation. "

Deep in the dense forest, Huang Asan and the others led Xin Zhuo while introducing him.

Xin Zhuo asked: "So, do you know how Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Gongsun Li and Zhao Yizhu of Xuantian Sword Sect are doing now?"

"Senior, could it be that he is a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

The "green-haired" girl said curiously: "We only know that Nangong Wentian, that guy is now on the seventh level of the Lingtai, and is robbed by evil people everywhere. Others don't know!"

Huang Asan suddenly trembled and said, "Huh? Zhao Yizhu? Could it be that fairy-like woman in white?"

Xin Zhuo cheered up: "That's right! Where is she?"

Zhao Yizhu's "fairy spirit" seems to be innate, and he always looks like that no matter where he is.

Huang Asan and his two companions looked at each other, with a hint of fear in their eyes, and said: "That woman is not as handsome as a mortal. At first she was only in the first level of the Lingtai Heavenly Realm. Many people thought she was easy to bully, but who knew that this woman She can cross borders and fight, and the better she is in several martial realms. She can kill seven or eight people with one move, which is very difficult, so don't mess with her at all.

As for the Wuhun-turned-army, it becomes stronger when it is strong and weakens when it is weak, making it extremely difficult to kill. However, she seems to be very familiar with it and can kill it with just a wave of her hand.

In this mountain forest, three out of ten martial soul transformed weapons were killed by her. Now they don’t know where they are. Many masters are looking for her, but they can’t find her. "

Zhao Yizhu...

Xin Zhuo pondered for a while, and the top priority now was to find her while absorbing the waist card of the martial spirit weapon to break through the realm. There were only ten places, and he had no confidence against a group of masters of the ninth level of the Lingtai.

It's just that it's really rare to see martial souls transformed into weapons. The three people I met when I first came in were probably lucky. I didn't see any of them during this journey.

"Where can I best meet martial soul transformed weapons now?" Xin Zhuo asked.

Huang Asan rolled his eyes and chuckled: "I advise seniors not to go looking for Wuhun to transform into weapons. It's too difficult. It's better to grab the True Spirit Waist Card directly. We know a place to go. Not only are there There are many low-level warriors hiding when their martial souls transform into weapons, do you want to give it a try?"

Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Where?"

Huang Asan said: "Mass Burial Mountain!"



"Mass Burial Mountain" is located in the north of this thousand-mile mountain forest. It is a dense mountain range with a radius of 200 miles. There are many caves in it, and there are also some naturally formed deep pits and bulges. It is like tombs everywhere. The environment is very complex. It is a A good place to hide.

At this moment, dozens of martial spirit transformed soldiers came and went quickly, and dozens of warriors above the fifth level of the spiritual platform were looking for low-level warriors. Occasionally, they found one and killed them immediately, looking for unused true spirit waists. Card.

There is no human touch here, except killing.

Huang Asan and the other two led Xin Zhuo quietly out of a remote mountain col, sticking their heads out and scanning the surroundings carefully.

"Senior, how are you?" Huang Asan whispered: "This is the only place where there are martial spirit weapons, and there are quite a lot of them. There are at least four to five hundred low-level warriors hiding here!

These low-level warriors killed a lot of martial soul transformed soldiers, but they got into a bottleneck and were unable to break through. They hid with their unused True Spirit Waist Cards. All of them were treasures! "

Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "But no one dares to kill those martial soul transformed soldiers easily, because once they fight with the martial soul transformed soldiers, they can easily be attacked from behind! And even if low-level warriors are found, they can seize the true spirit. It is not easy to absorb the waist card immediately, because it takes a short digestion process for a warrior to absorb pure Qi to improve his strength, and it is also easy to be attacked by others? So, you brought me here to die!"

Huang Asan and the other three looked a little ugly, and smiled awkwardly: "What did senior say? Isn't this... a matter of personal ability? We, the Three Monsters, are all sincere and obedient to senior..."

Xin Zhuo nodded: "Very good! So, what should we do now?"

Huang Asan said sincerely: "Senior, follow me. I know where a group of low-level warriors are hiding. Let's go!"

The four of them flashed, dodging a group of Lingtai realm masters flying and fighting, and headed straight into a deep pit with an extremely complex environment.

As soon as he entered the deep pit, he felt a cool and cold air going straight into his body. The surroundings were dark and his vision was very dim.

Huang Asan glanced at Xin Zhuo quietly, and suddenly shouted coldly inside: "I know you are in there, come out and die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures suddenly appeared outside, one man and one woman, two masters from the sixth level of the Lingtai. Their auras were similar to those of disciples of the Ghost Qing Sect.

Two figures also appeared in the pit, a master from the sixth level of the Lingtai and a master from the seventh level of the Lingtai. Their auras were similar to those of Tianxie Sect disciples.

Their eyes were cold and they did not hide the murderous intent in them.

Evil sect disciple!

Xin Zhuo looked back and forth and saw that it was really a dragnet. He sighed, patted Huang Asan on the shoulder and said, "You have to be able to do it. You are so far away from me, aren't you afraid of death?"

Huang Asan looked at him, changed from his previous cautious respect, and said with a smile: "I have never seen you, you are just a nobody. Among the top thirty masters in this thousand-mile mountain forest, we know exactly who you are. Onion? We can always block your attack, but after one attack, you will definitely die!"

"You can't stop it!" Xin Zhuo shook his head.

"Try it!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

There was a hint of coldness on the faces of Huang Asan and the other three, and their aura climbed to the extreme. The swords were unsheathed, and a huge sword light was illuminated, illuminating a darkness. The spirit platform thoughts were also used to block this in their perception. It's not difficult for the boy to hit one.

However, the next moment, the "nobody" in front of them taught them a desperate lesson——

"Boom boom boom..."

Dozens of strange purple thunderbolts as thick as a person suddenly came out of thin air and struck the seven people with a bang.

The inexplicable appearance and the terrifying power of thunder made people unable to hide or hide. They were hit instantly, and their whole body was sore and numb. The spiritual platform was in a trance, and they were unable to use any martial arts powers in a short period of time.

"No!" Someone only had time to shout angrily.

Xin Zhuo's figure suddenly became blurry, and then nine dragon shadows swept across the entire pit, and the sword light was like a long river flowing backward, surging and surging.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Then, the terrifying and awe-inspiring illusion of the spiritual platform flashed out, and the phantom of an old well hit everyone crazily.

"Puff puff……"

The terrifying Fawutong mysterious magical power, the terrifying and weird swordsmanship, the pre-emptive Lingtai mind-killing illusion, and the indiscriminate attack method of indiscriminate bombing are really unworthy of a man!

Huang Asan and the others swore that they had never seen such a perverted serial killing move, and they would never be able to do it without thousands of lives on their hands!

The three masters from the sixth level of Lingtai who were blocking the attack on both sides had never seen it before. Before they could react, their heads were already flying high with bright red blood, and the strong Tai Chi yin and yang power dissipated in an instant.

"Clang!"

"boom!"

The heads and weapons fell to the ground.

Lingtai realm masters can also die easily.

Only the master from the seventh level of the Lingtai reacted a little faster. He tried his best to block it, but he was hit by three swords and broke his arm. He was preparing for a decisive move. He was suddenly discouraged. God saw how pitiful he was. He had only broken through for a few days, and had not yet completely stabilized his realm. He was not used to fighting in this realm, so he couldn't help but roar: "Huang Asan, you deserve to die for the monster you provoked!"

The figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye like a shooting star catching up with the moon.

Xin Zhuo gave up chasing and discovered something more interesting. A bunch of fluorescent, unused True Spirit Waist Cards dropped from the three dead masters of the Sixth Level of the Spirit Platform.

He walked over and picked them up one by one. Then he looked at Huang Asan and the other three who were sore and frightened after being hit by the Heavenly Thunder True Technique, and asked, "How are they?"

How about what?

The three people's faces were pale, their breathing was rapid, and their eyes showed extreme fear: "You... how could you have such fighting power? You are more terrifying than that Zhao Yizhu. When did people like you arrive? Why do you always have such a bad reputation? Show?"

Xin Zhuo said nothing, just raised the Tianwu Sword.

The three of them knelt down and gasped: "Senior, have mercy on me!"

Xin Zhuo smiled and said, "Is there such an unused brand?"

"have!"

The three of them unbuttoned their collars and dropped dozens of waistbands. The fluorescent lights flickered, making people's hearts beat.

Xin Zhuo swallowed, picked them all up, and asked, "Why are you keeping them and not using them yourself?"

Huang Asan said quickly: "It's too late, we accept our fate. The countdown has begun on the Saint's Order Monument in the middle of the Thousand Miles of Mountains and Forests. After three days, everything will be over. Only ten people can be left, and the others will die!"

It is impossible for us to squeeze into the top ten ranks within three days, so we can only seek support. We take refuge under the command of Senior Qi Ya, and try our best to seize the true spirit belt to help Senior Qi Ya enter the Gui Ruins. When the time comes, Senior Qi Ya will kill him. Everyone, except us, we will naturally enter the top ten! "

This damn operation!

top ten! Seven teeth!

"puff……"

The sword light flashed across, illuminating the darkness. The heads of Huang Asan and the others flew high, and the dazzling Tai Chi Yin and Yang power and true energy were scattered in all directions. The headless corpse shook for a few times before falling to the ground. The eyes on his head were wide open, as if he didn't understand why this person killed someone without any warning!

Xin Zhuo sighed: "I originally wanted to keep your washing, cutting and blowing team as companions, but I also want to be in the top ten, I'm sorry!"

(End of chapter)