Chen Mo squeezed into the center of the team. When the situation was tense, he had the same look as most of the monks.
The fear of the big shots and the covetous attitude towards the soul-enhancing pool made an ordinary cultivator just right.
"I hope she never notices me..." Chen Mo prayed secretly in his heart.
Looking away, most of the cultivators turned their attention to the stone pool filled with clear spirit.
Silver-white spiritual patterns were carved on the periphery of the stone wall. The light flashed and the mist rose, suddenly giving off a simple and gentle aura to the entire spiritual pool.
"The Soul-Enhancing Pond...the Soul-Enhancing Pond...is indeed worthy of its reputation!"
"Drive them out, this is our world!"
"Damn it, what are you waiting for? Let's act together!"
Not only the rich and powerful men, but also the spiritual pool in front of them. No matter old, beautiful, old, or young, no one can resist its temptation. The difference is only in appearance or not.
It was obvious that the monk speaking at this time was an impatient monk. Yan Zun scanned the circle lightly and found that there were quite a few people there, twenty or thirty people in total.
"Haha, I'll treat you as victims..." he thought in his heart.
Rather than entering the pool to improve his consciousness, he hopes to get rid of this female cultivator from Jiusha Palace. Today, in Tianyun Continent, the name of this female cultivator below the foundation-building stage has been spread. If he can make her hate him, this......
What's more, she must have many treasures on her body to protect herself. Even if she doesn't kill this person, it will be a worthwhile trip to force her to hand over a few treasures.
"Let this group of cannon fodder consume Meng Qianqiu's men for me first. Then I will unite with the cultivators, and then great things can be accomplished." Yan Zun looked back with the same sharp eyes, his momentum was like a rainbow.
Nervous, eager, and greedy emotions spread unstoppably, and more than one monk saw that it only took one movement to detonate the place. "Brother Yan, it's time." Lu Xiaoyun reminded in a low voice.
If he hadn't shot the first one, he would definitely be willing to be the leader who shouted orders, but now, Meng Qianqiu was standing on the pool staring at this side.
What is certain is that as long as someone speaks first, that person will definitely meet this difficult female nun.
Yan Zun looked around at the other monks with extraordinary strength. They also showed an eagerness to try. He was right: more than 60 people were fighting against more than 30 people. If they could still come back defeated, then they It's better to go back as soon as possible.
"Wait a minute..."
It was Wang Zhu's urgent cry, but it was drowned in a roar that shook the entire audience.
"——Kill!" The battle is about to break out. The monks who have invaded from outside the soul-increasing pool have already been impatient. Following Yan Zun's order, they will use the spiritual weapons and spells in their hands to compete for the final possession of this place.
Two distinct rivers collided at a certain intersection, and the monks' shouts and magical weapons connected with each other, forming a fight.
Inside the soul-increasing pool, it became a beautiful spectacle overflowing with light. The giant ax flew wildly with the fluctuation of spiritual power, easily cutting off the head of a monk, and the blood spattered next to the spell of another Thunder Mountain disciple. Thunder and lightning As it surged, rocks and dust flew all over the sky.
"Just waiting for this moment! Haha..." The fat monk Wang Erniu, who had been laughing and joking before, took the lead to rush into the breakout circle of the three monks who were left behind. He was like a fat wild horse that had escaped the reins, running rampant in the crowd. , unrivaled.
There is an extremely small circle of light yellow sand under his feet. Whenever a monk attacks him, the dry smoke will suddenly cover his figure. However, no matter how much spiritual power he uses, it will remain intact. Giving it back to myself, the feeling of being backlashed is extremely uncomfortable.
"Don't let this beast destroy the formation, come here!! Stop him with me!" Wang Zhu couldn't help shouting anxiously.
The only advantage of the three factions at present is that they have formed a defensive formation, and there is still the possibility of escape if they move. Once they are defeated from the inside, the number of dead or injured monks will exceed several.
After all, the purpose of everyone is to enter the pool to temper, not to kill each other. The monks of the three sects are really forced into a desperate situation, and the final result can only be that both sides will lose, which is what no one wants to see.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhu glared at Yan Zun hatefully. This man was really ruthless in his actions. He commanded everyone to fight without saying a word. Couldn't they discuss it first before falling out? At the very least, you need to allow time for preparation.
There was also Meng Qianqiu, Tong Wuxin and others who even had a grudge against her. As early as when the cultivators invaded, several people had tried to persuade her to join their camp, but the other party's lack of appreciation made them particularly angry.
"No matter how powerful you are, can you withstand the attack of sixty or seventy monks at once?" Wang Zhu didn't understand what she was thinking. Didn't he understand the meaning of lips dying and teeth cold?
In the end, he didn't care. It would be better if Meng Qianqiu died here, and Tianyun Continent would be saved from further chaos in the future because of her successful foundation building.
"Brother Zhu! Let me help you..."
"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't be anxious, Tong is here!" In the space where the screams shook the sky, someone could barely escape the talisman and silver spear technique that someone torn apart, but another monk was unlucky enough to be pierced to the core.
Wherever Tong Wuxin went, dozens of disc-shaped boulders came towards him. After being chopped horizontally and vertically, Tong Wuxin was locked in place by the power of thunder.
"It's you again!" Youdao's enemies were extremely jealous when they met. As soon as Chen Wenlin showed his face, he was fiercely resisted by Tong Wuxin. Zheng Qianjun was assisting at the side. Seeing that his sect brothers were in trouble, several Yungang Sect disciples came to help.
Lin Fang yelled: "Zheng Qianjun! Why don't you let us go quickly? Do you want to unite with the foreign sects to kill them all?"
"There are no sect members here, only enemies!" He was answered by Zheng Qianjun's cold words. Lin Fang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wished he could go over and tear this person apart.
As soon as the scene changed, Sun Yan was also surrounded by the invading monks. The bloody young man carrying the coffin used some weird magic to wrap Sun Yan's wrist with an orange filament. Every time he The pull from behind caused a violent tremor in his sea of consciousness.
He thought about it but couldn't. Wei Ling blocked his way. The snow velvet silkworm armor of Daxue Mountain was truly worthy of its reputation. The sword light flashed by him when he slashed, without causing even the slightest shock. If he continued to fight, he might not be down yet. Next, he himself exhausted himself first.
"Old Monster Yin-Yang, Miss Liu, stop watching the fun from behind! Follow me and I will break their bullshit iron bucket, and I will count the three of you later!!"
Facing Wang Zhu, Wang Erniu still had time to observe the situation on the court even if it was a one-on-one match, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
Everything was going well if Meng Qianqiu didn't take action. He estimated that if there was only half a stick of incense, the place would be completely taken over. For this reason, he did not hesitate to make a promise and recruit two monks with strong skills beside him. come over.
Everyone knows that the monks from the three sects who stayed behind are already meat on the chopping block, but no one dares to force them into a desperate situation. The three-but-one exit has become boiling at this time, and everyone They are all scrambling to escape.
"Swish..."
Several more shadow star blades passed by, taking away the life of a careless monk. Hidden at the exit, the attacking monk was frantically fishing for storage bags.
But no one cares about this anymore. The formation has been broken up by Wang Erniu and others. The remaining monks are all showing off their magical powers. The situation is chaotic. If you are too busy to take care of yourself, how can you remind others?
Chen Mo didn't work hard, so he randomly found a weaker monk to deal with him. He didn't do anything to stop the other person from escaping. It looked like he had tried his best not to stay. As the other person fell, he hurriedly Another gap was filled.
"It seems...Yan Zun wants to fight two against one." Chen Mo thought to himself. Only three people on the scene remained untouched. Meng Qianqiu, Lu Xiaoyun, and Yan Zun, like two chess players, looked down at the scene on the field. In the situation, when the other side was being captured one after another, a sudden and strange light came.
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