Yunli was puzzled. Needless to say, these were also monks from another continent who entered Jiuliyuan. The overall number was about the same as when they first met, but the proportion of those in the Golden Core stage was not too small.
Have you just entered the secret realm and haven't experienced snatching the secret treasure yet?
In any case, there are only five golden elixir-level people, so everyone is not afraid. Before they can get close, a young man with a hot temper jumped out: "Stop! Which continent are you from? Tell me your name!"
Behind the young man, the bearded Hu Jindan on the far right smiled ferociously: "A mere mid-stage foundation builder is worthy of questioning us!"
As he spoke, the spiritual energy in his palm surged, and the huge palm print struck directly at the fiery young man.
There is naturally a reason why the young man, who has reached the middle stage of foundation building, has an extremely hot temper and is still alive and kicking until now.
As soon as the palm print flew out, a figure stood in front of the young man, slashing horizontally with the heavy sword in his hand. The menacing palm print instantly shattered like glass.
The young man is the prince of an empire in Cangxuan Continent. It is said that he is very popular with the old emperor and will succeed to the throne in the future.
The golden elixir standing in front of him was one of his guards and was loyal to him. Even when everyone was snatching the secret treasure earlier, the guard's attention was also on him. As long as he is in danger, he must stand in front of him as soon as possible.
The young man was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and shouted proudly at the young man in red: "So what if you have five golden elixir guards. Zangfeng is a swordsman, and one of them is worth five!"
Yunli looked weird. This guy actually thought that he was the second generation ancestor like him. It seemed that besides being a Zhan Wu scumbag, his brain wasn't very good either.
Behind the young man in red were five golden elixirs, each wearing different clothes. There were also people in the same clothes as them in the large army at the rear.
If you pay a little attention, you can find that these five people are from different sects. If your brain is caught by the door, you won't think that they are all young guards.
Also, the mace in the young man's hand was a Taoist weapon. Judging from its rough quality, it was obvious that it was made by Jiuliyuan.
Obviously, he was also the winner in the competition for the secret treasure. He was able to grab the mace among so many people and carry it in such a big way. This young man was not an easy person at first glance.
Wait, they are also robbing the secret treasure, but my group did not see it. It doesn't make sense. Every time a secret treasure is released, it is shocking. How could you not see it?
Is the secret realm too big? Or space independent?
How many others have they yet to meet?
Where did the blood that was absorbed by the ground go? She vaguely felt that this was a shocking conspiracy.
Perhaps those who had been there had seen it a long time ago, but they could not refuse Jiuliyuan's temptation.
Especially after Canglan was banned, Sleeping Grass was the only life-saving straw that powerful men who were approaching their end of life could grasp.
Facing the young man's clamor, the young man sneered unceremoniously: "It's not like you are a sword cultivator, so what are you shouting about?"
The young man was not annoyed at all, and was even more proud: "Hahaha, I just like to bully others!"
The young man picked his ears, as if he heard some joke, "Bullying others with power? The first thing I learned in life is to bully others with power!"
Everyone:......
It's been a long time since we've seen each other. When did bullying others become something worth showing off?
People who had been wary of the young man before relaxed. Although not all of the five golden elixir-level guards were his guards, judging from his awesome momentum, one of them should be, and he was the strongest one.
They began to wonder who among the five was the strongest.
The bearded man is obviously not the one. He was cut off by the sword repair guard and his palm prints were chopped off. He still has the same aggressive temperament and does not have the stability of a master. The one on the right with an indifferent face is quite similar, and the one on the third left is also feminine... ....
"It's just for you." The young man glanced at the young man with disdain, as if he was looking at some rubbish. "It's too flattering for you to rely on your power."
Everyone lamented that there are levels of dandies, and when it comes to sarcasm, the young man in red is clearly superior.
"I can kill people just by spitting, but I still need to use my strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man moved. He held the mace and rushed towards the sword cultivator guard named Zang Feng like a fleeting glimpse.
Zang Feng, who was in the middle stage of Jindan, was naturally not afraid. He faced him with a cold expression and held his sword.
boom!
The mace and the heavy sword collided hard, and the spiritual light stirred up. Everyone changed their colors, hurriedly retreated, and used magic weapons to resist.
They were all heavy weapons, and the force of the collision was earth-shattering. The young man behind Zang Feng did not react, and was immediately thrown away by the turbulent airflow, hitting several trees in a row before he could stop.
"Seventh Prince!" The other guards of the young man exclaimed, rushing over despite the overwhelming spiritual pressure, but saw that he tilted his head and became silent.
The guard was shocked and angry, and quickly called out: "Chief Zang, the seventh prince is dead!"
In the dense forest, the trees swayed and fell one after another. After a while, freshly baked wood piles were exposed.
The two men who were fighting fiercely had separated. Zang Feng's fingers were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the heavy sword.
Hearing his subordinate's call, he opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly a flush appeared on his face, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
The young man didn't give him a chance to breathe. He rounded the mace, rushed forward again, and swung it wildly like a gust of wind and rain.
Everyone's eyebrows jumped when they saw it. It was unorganized and simple and crude, but it completely disrupted Zang Feng's rhythm and suppressed him from showing his true strength.
There were many people at the lakeside who had fought against Zang Feng at the golden elixir stage. Zang Feng's strength was already above average among all the golden elixir stages. However, he was defeated by this young boy in the late foundation building stage and was unable to fight back.
They couldn't believe their eyes. The boy used the mace, obviously using force to break the situation. Zang Feng used the heavy sword, and he also used force to break the situation. His golden elixir cultivation and the power of the sword as heavy as a mountain could not be limited at all. juvenile.
"Avenge the Seventh Prince!" Zang Feng's subordinates lost their minds and roared at the young man, but were stopped by the bearded Hu Jindan.
They were all in the Foundation Establishment stage, so they were no match for the Golden Core Stage. However, they died at the hands of Lu Xihu in just a few breaths.
His masters and subordinates died tragically one after another. Zang Feng was restless. Under the young man's intensive attack like raindrops, a fatal flaw was revealed.
The young man would not let it go. The red light of the mace surged and hit the vital part hard. Zang Feng killed him.
Everyone took a breath of cold air and single-handedly killed the Golden Core Stage during the Foundation Establishment Stage!
Is this a dream?
The young man stomped the mace on the ground, took a breath, stepped on the tree stump, and slapped his thigh: "Life..."
As soon as he uttered a word, the wooden stake shattered into sawdust with a snap. His center of gravity was unstable, and the young man staggered and almost fell.
"Pfft!" Yunli couldn't hold it back and laughed. How could he be such a fool, pretending to be a failure.
The young man's face turned red, and then he yelled viciously: "Why are you laughing? You don't care about life and death. If you don't accept it, just do it. Who else wants to fight?"
With one sentence, everyone suppressed the smiles on their lips and shrank their necks, fearing that the young man would find them.
At this time, they don't want to stand out. Zang Feng is a sword cultivator, and his strength is stronger than the ordinary Jindan stage, but he still died under his stick. Who dares to try with his own life.
Besides, the secret treasure has not yet appeared.
The scene was silent for a moment, and many people even took a few steps back unconsciously when the young man looked over.
The young man suddenly turned his gaze to Yunli and frowned: "It's you."
"You know me?" Yunli was confused.
"My ears are really good, but I don't know how strong I am." He hummed twice and raised his eyebrows: "A fight?"
Yunli was slightly startled, but soon realized that what he was talking about was that he was the first to discover their traces.
Seeing her stunned and silent, the young man provoked: "Why, we are of the same rank, you don't dare?"
Same level?
Yunli's eyes narrowed. It had only been two years since she adjusted her cultivation to the early stage of foundation construction. Therefore, after her last promotion to the sixth level, her external cultivation had not changed and she was still in the early stage of foundation construction.
In the late stage of foundation building, the young man said that they were at the same level. Could it be that he saw his true cultivation level?
Impossible, even the Nascent Soul stage cannot see through it. How is it possible for him to be in the late stage of Foundation Establishment? This same level should mean that everyone is in the Foundation Establishment stage.
But it is very abnormal for him to violently beat up the Golden Core stage in the foundation building stage. What if the illusion of the red dust technique really doesn't work on him?
Before she could figure out what the young man meant by the same level, Zuo Wuwei's malicious voice sounded.
"Hey, are you afraid of the genius of Taiyi Sect?"
Everyone thought, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Zangfeng, a sword cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core Stage, was completely abused by a young man. Even those of them who were in the Golden stage stage were still worried, let alone a little girl who was only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. How could they not be afraid?"
Zuo Wuwei stared at Yunli and continued to taunt: "In front of geniuses, realm is nothing. Why, have you forgotten what you said?"
Wei Lin said coldly, "You don't need to teach us how to behave. There is a mixed crowd, so Fellow Daoist Zuo must take good care of his grandson."
"You——" In front of so many people, Zuo Wuwei was trembling with anger after being threatened by a Foundation Establishment Stage.
Soon, his anger dissipated completely, and he snorted coldly: "Don't change the topic, do you dare?"
Wei Lin shook his head at her. The secret treasure was about to be born. If he was injured in the fight, he would be targeted later and it would be irrational.
Yunli ignored Zuo Wuwei and waved his hand to the boy, "If you don't fight, you will starve to death. Why fight?"
There was not even a single wild fruit in this poor place. She had been hungry for two whole months, and the Bigu Pills were too unpalatable. Apart from necessary actions, she just wanted to lie down and reduce consumption.
Hearing this, the young man touched his stomach and smacked his lips: "I'm a little hungry."
He felt that his previous behavior was a bit stupid. When the secret treasure was born, a fight was inevitable. To establish his power, fighting later would be the same. It would be a waste of so much energy.
Thinking of this, he felt even hungrier. He turned around and nodded at a few people, then ordered: "Go get a chair."
Those people didn't dare to waste a moment. They trotted to the side, summoned their natural weapons and chopped down several trees, whittling and chopping.
Zuo Wuwei refused to give up, "Little friend, I don't know. This girl has taken away a Taoist weapon. She..."
"Who is your little friend!" He was interrupted by the young man before he finished speaking.
Zuo Wuwei choked.
The bearded man immediately answered: "This is Uncle Fifteen!"
Everyone:......
Yunli curled her lips, "I'm just a master," and with the addition of fifteen, the prestige was immediately reduced.
Thinking of the young man's ridiculous behavior just now and how easily she was convinced, she concluded that this was a young man with trembling limbs and a simple mind.
The men who were cutting down the trees had quickly made a chair, and one person rushed over with the chair on his shoulders and placed it behind the boy.
The other person quickly cast a dust removal spell and bent down. Just as he was about to say something, he was glared at by the bearded Hu Jindan and reluctantly retreated to the group behind him.
The bearded man walked to the chair, his glaring eyes instantly narrowed to a slit, and he bent over with an attentive look on his face.
"Uncle Fifteen, please!"
The corners of Yunli's mouth twitched. Although the young man was very strong, he was a dignified late-stage Jindan cultivator. He shouldn't be so exaggerated that he rushed to show his courtesy. Jindan Master's face was completely embarrassed by him!
While her three views were shattered, she couldn't help but be secretly vigilant. Those who can enter the golden elixir stage of the secret realm are not necessarily geniuses, but they must be powerful sects of various sects and are the mainstay of the sects. Even after meeting Yuanying True Lord is not so embarrassed.
Moreover, she did not ignore that after Zuo Wuwei pointed out that he had grabbed the Taoist artifact, everyone behind the young man showed no reaction, and no one even glanced at her.
This is unusual.
In addition, unlike the attentive Mr. Hu Jindan, most of the others looked aggrieved, while a small number of them were filled with joy.
The young man sat down on the chair, put his hands on the handle of the mace, and said to Yunli: "We'll fight after we're full! However, fighting alone is boring, so let's add some excitement."
He shook the mace and said, "If you win, my mace belongs to you. If I win, give me the Taoist weapon you got."
Yunli rolled his eyes and confirmed: "The Taoist artifact obtained in this secret realm?"
The young man nodded.
"make a deal!"
"No!"
Two voices sounded at the same time, Yunli was slightly stunned, "Uncle Lin? Why not?"
Lin Chen, Taixian, and Su Xu intervened in the daily affairs of the Taiyi Sect team. This was the first time that he directly interfered in the decisions of his disciples.
After a moment of silence, Lin Chen said, "You are no match for him."
Yunli didn't care, since the meteor hammer was already in pieces anyway, if he was lucky enough to win, he would still get an extra crystal.
Moreover, she really wanted to fight with the boy. Previously, the boy beat Zang Feng violently, which seemed to be without any rules, but she vaguely felt that there was a strange rhythm.
This rhythm is very mysterious, it seems to exist and it is like her illusion. She needs to feel and confirm it in person.
She was full of pride: "Cultivating the Tao is going against nature and is full of difficulties. Everyone is in the foundation-building stage. If I don't dare to fight him, why should I cultivate the Tao? I might as well go home and plant corn!"
"What is corn? Can you grow it?" The young man looked curious.
Yunli: "...Is your focus on the wrong thing?"
The young man shrugged and did not ask further questions. He glanced at the shadow in the sky and murmured: "It seems there is still another month."
After saying that, he put one leg straight on the ground, put the other leg on the armrest, leaned back, and fell asleep without any image. In less than a second, a slight snoring sounded.
Yunli:......
The quality of sleep is amazing; the big heart is boundless!
The human cultivators and demon cultivators behind him had no intention of protecting him. They all sat down on the spot and began to close their eyes to rest. Even the attentive bearded Hu Jindan retreated one meter away.
The Taoist weapon mace was thrown carelessly beside the chair.
