The old Taoist looked at the five people with a smile and said calmly: "Everyone, the old Taoist got five jade talismans ten years ago. After he came here, he thought there was a great fortune waiting for him. Who would have thought that this palace would It’s completely empty inside.”
"The old man wasted a few years, but he was able to sense the fourth level of cultivation. He could have skyrocketed with this, but it turned out to be God's joke... Haha, you think, how can the old man just give up?!"
"In desperation, the old Taoist had no choice but to set up this trap to attract other monks here."
"Although the spiritual stones, magic weapons, techniques, and spiritual objects on their bodies are not as good as the treasures left by the real monks' caves, they are better than nothing. They have allowed me, the old Taoist, to break through two levels of cultivation in just ten years."
"This time it's your turn. Everyone, please tell me the secrets of your practice. The old Taoist can give you a pleasure. Otherwise... the old Taoist doesn't mind letting you taste the blood vine."
Wen Qianqian shouted softly, obviously knowing what the blood vine was.
Wang Xingzhi's face didn't look good either, he was frowning and thinking about something.
Fang Cheng felt that the blood vines that were strangling him were getting tighter and tighter, and sharp thorns gradually appeared on the vines, piercing his skin and beginning to swallow his blood essence.
He had no choice but to run the technique with all his strength, and a faint protective aura appeared on his skin to resist the blood vine.
So does everyone else.
The old Taoist didn't care at all about everyone's reaction. He had trapped and killed thirty monks in a row. The five people in front of him were no better than the previous monks.
The formation that suppressed the five people in Fangcheng was called the Five Mountains Prison Suppression Formation. It was a famous formation in the world of cultivation.
The one built by the old Taoist is only at the first level of high-grade, but it is enough to suppress the late-stage induction monks.
Moreover, the blood vine is also a first-order high-grade spiritual object. It is simply too easy to deal with five monks who are in the early and middle stages of induction.
After eating and squeezing these five people dry, you can start the next round of "fishing".
He looked at Yang Heng, a physical cultivator, and said with a smile: "Let's start with you first. Recite the physical training techniques you practice. If you conceal anything, the old Taoist will let the blood vines penetrate from your perineum and destroy your internal organs. Devoured cleanly."
Yang Heng smiled bitterly and said, "If I told you, would you really give me a pleasure?"
The old Taoist sneered: "The old Taoist doesn't have the time to abuse you, it's just that you are often not very obedient."
Yang Heng let out a long sigh and said: "The skill I practiced is called "Mang Yuan Gong". I acquired it accidentally when I was young. This skill is divided into two parts. The upper part is the Mang Ape Exhalation Technique, and the lower part is the Mang Ape Body Strengthening Technique... "
The old Taoist took out a jade slip and listened to Yang Heng reciting the exercises while recording them.
Half an hour later.
Yang Heng finished reciting the exercises.
The old Taoist asked again: "Recite the secret techniques you have learned one by one."
Yang Heng recited several secret techniques, but the old Taoist looked disdainful and refused to remember them.
Russian qing.
The old Taoist stared at Yang Heng with a pair of sinister eyes, and said lightly: "If you have any other inheritance, please tell me."
Yang Heng closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "No more. This time Yang admits defeat, please give me a happy life!"
The old Taoist smiled coldly and shouted: "Do you really think that the old Taoist is stupid and easy to deceive?!"
The magic trick in his hand changed, and the blood vines binding Yang Heng immediately tightened, and a sharp vine stretched out and penetrated into Yang Heng's clothes.
Yang Heng groaned, and his expression instantly became extremely painful.
"Lao Dao just said that he is not a person who likes to torture, but you just force him to do this!"
The old Taoist smiled.
Yang Heng clenched his teeth, his eyes were wide and bloodshot, the muscles in his neck were stiff, and he let out a deep roar like a wild beast.
"Quickly...kill...me!"
He struggled hard and screamed in pain.
The old Taoist said coldly: "I ask you again, do you want to say it or not? Don't worry, the old Taoist is very patient and will wait until the day you say it."
Yang Heng's body struggled and twisted violently. The burly man persisted for a stick of incense, but finally couldn't resist and shouted: "There is another sword technique!"
The old Taoist snorted coldly and stopped holding the spell in his hand.
Yang Heng was sweating profusely and his face was as pale as paper.
The old Taoist said: "I forgot to tell you, the old Taoist learned a Heart Reflection Technique before, which can sense your thoughts. If you tell lies, you can't hide it from the old Taoist."
Yang Heng looked up at Lao Dao helplessly, with a look of despair on his face.
The other four people all felt sad and couldn't bear to look at Yang Heng anymore.
"Thunder Blade Technique, nine styles in total..."
Yang Heng began to talk about his sword skills.
…
"Fellow Daoist Fang..."
Wang Xingzhi's message rang in Fang Cheng's ears.
Fang Cheng looked at his nose and heart, but there was nothing strange about his face, for fear of being noticed by the old Taoist.
Just listen to Wang Xingzhi's message: "Fellow Daoist Fang, I have a magic sound secret method that can temporarily remove the blood vines from our bodies."
"You and I are accumulating magic power to resist the formation. When we have the power to strike... Fellow Daoist Yang will create an opportunity in a while. At that time, you and I will attack with all our strength. We must kill this beast!"
Fang Cheng blinked slowly to show his understanding.
On the other side, Yang Heng's voice became smaller and smaller. The old Taoist frowned and shouted: "Don't be cunning. Do you think you have been offended just now?"
Yang Heng glanced at him and muttered: "I...I..."
"What’s wrong with you?"
The old man took a few steps forward and took a closer look.
At this moment, Wang Xingzhi suddenly opened his mouth and let out a harsh scream.
Magic sound!
In the Heart of Demonic Sound, it only took two breaths for the blood vines on everyone's bodies to loosen softly.
The five people escaped one after another, but were still suppressed by the Five Mountains True Prison Formation.
Without saying a word, Fang Cheng put his fingers together, feeling the damage to his foundation, and used the magic power in the sea of madness to use a sword technique!
Suddenly, there was a flash of fire in the storage bag on Lao Dao's waist, and a sword light flew out of the storage bag.
This flying sword was faster than lightning, and after circling the air, it turned into a brilliant sword light, and with a powerful sword intent, it suddenly slashed down.
At the same time, Wang Xingzhi, Chen Yuyan, and Wen Qianqian each released their strongest blows to kill Lao Dao.
For a time, all kinds of brilliance flashed and intertwined, making it dazzling.
The old Taoist laughed strangely, and remained calm in the face of danger. His aura flashed all over his body, and he opened up his body-protecting aura. He waved his hand and slashed out four sword lights to intercept everyone's attacks.
Boom boom boom!
All the spell attacks of Wang Xingzhi and the other three were blocked by the sword light.
Only the Red Feather Sword swam in the air, turning like a fish, turning like a dragon, nimbly bypassing the light of the old Tao's sword, slashing hard, and landed on the protective aura in front of the old Tao!
Fang Cheng slashed with all his strength, and with the clear heart of the sword, his spiritual sense was raised to the extreme. He could detect every detail, and the flying sword moved with his thoughts, perfectly integrating with his own magic power, spiritual consciousness, and mind!
This sword was also his strongest sword since time travel.
I saw the old Taoist's body-protecting aura chirping, and a gash was cut open.
The sword light immediately leaked in!
Seeing that the old Taoist was about to be beheaded, a jade pendant on his body suddenly floated up and actively blocked the red feather sword.
A first-class high-grade magic weapon!
Zheng!
A clanging sound resounded throughout the palace.
Red fire and spiritual light burst out together, drowning the old Tao.
The dazzling sword light flashed, and in an instant, the red feather sword struck out hundreds of sword lights!
"Good swordsmanship!"
The old Taoist figure retreated quickly, with a look of lingering fear and jealousy on his face.
You were careless, you shouldn't have just put that flying sword into the storage bag without resorting to any means!
But who could have expected that a monk who had just sensed the fourth level would be able to unleash such a powerful sword technique.
Snap!
The red feather sword fell to the ground.
Fang Cheng exhausted all his mana in one blow, and the sea of qi was on the verge of collapse.
The old Taoist looked at Fang Cheng and others coldly and sighed: "I have underestimated you!"
He was almost killed by these juniors.
If he hadn't accumulated many methods and magical weapons after fishing for so many years, he would have capsized in the gutter this time!
Wang Xingzhi showed a wry smile, and Chen Yuyan and Wen Qianqian's faces turned pale. Thinking of what they were about to face, their hearts sank to the bottom.
They all saw Fang Cheng's sword light just now, just two words: stunning!
But unfortunately, the success fell short.
Just when the old Taoist was about to use his means to bind the five people together again, his expression suddenly became condensed, and his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
I saw a blue-grey color rushing onto the old Taoist's cheeks!
"poison……?!"
In the Five Mountains True Prison Formation, Fang Cheng sat weakly under the stone pillar with a smile on his lips.
It finally worked.
When he was forced into a large formation by the old Taoist, he secretly released poisonous poisonous poison to spread the poisonous gas. Now the poisonous poisonous poison finally took effect.
The poisonous poison has absorbed several first-order middle-grade poisons, and even Fang Cheng himself is not sure how powerful it is.
now.
The old Taoist looked solemn and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, running his skills and preparing to force out the poison.
At the same time, he took out a few antidote pills from the storage bag and took them. Using a two-pronged approach, he managed to suppress the poison.
Fang Cheng looked at Lao Dao and thought to himself, "Now is the time!"
His mind moved slightly and activated the Vajra Gu!
The old Taoist suddenly hissed, rose into the air, and with a sudden backhand, he tore off his Taoist robe.
On his back, there were two bloody holes the size of fingernails!
"You...you are a Gu cultivator!" The old Taoist pointed at Fang Cheng and yelled angrily.
He stretched out his hand and waved a sword light, intending to kill Fang Cheng.
In the flash of lightning, Yang Heng, who had been motionless, suddenly stood up. Unexpectedly, a long black knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed across the air to stop the old Taoist's sword light.
Fortunately, after the old Taoist was poisoned and the Vajra Gu invaded his body, he only exerted one-tenth of his magic power.
Otherwise Yang Heng may not be able to block this blow.
The old Taoist opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face froze, and he fell from the air.
The Vajra Gu had already bitten through his heart and devoured it completely in just a few bites!
boom!
The old Taoist body fell to the ground. When everyone looked at it, they saw that his eyes were wide open, and there was still a look of shock, anger and unwillingness on his face.
"Hahahaha, good! Good! Good kill!"
Wang Xingzhi laughed.
Wen Qianqian's pretty face was filled with shock, her beautiful eyes widened, looking at all this in disbelief.
Chen Yuyan's cold and pretty face showed the joy and excitement of surviving the disaster. She couldn't help but look at Fang Cheng a few more times, with a bit of surprise and curiosity in her eyes.
Yang Heng could no longer hold on and fell to his knees with a knife.
