And just as he was deep in thought, the sixty-year-old monk's voice rang out again.
"Brother Qian, Hua also has some doubts in his heart. You have always lived in seclusion, why did you appear in this swamp today?"
Mo Qian's eyes showed a cold light, and his heart rose. A strong murderous intention aroused.
"To be honest, I was chasing an enemy, so I passed by this place!"
Suddenly, at this moment, in the southeast of the swamp, suddenly, A ray of light swept through the sky and flew towards this side quickly.
Then, several more Tsing Yi disciples from the Poison Saint Sect chased out, each with a sword light under their feet, chasing after the escaping light in the sky.
However, the escaping light in front moved quickly, like a bolt of lightning striking the earth, and quickly reached the vicinity of the swamp.
Then, a slightly exhausted voice sounded in the sky above the swamp.
“Fellow Taoists, in front of a hill ten miles away from here, a group of disciples of the Poison Saint Sect have broken down a barrier formation. Under the foot of the hill, a line suddenly appeared. The huge crack seems to be a passage leading to a mysterious place. Without further delay, if anyone wants to seize the exotic treasures, hurry up, otherwise, those rare treasures will be captured first! ”
As soon as he finished speaking, the escaping light plunged into the swamp and disappeared.
As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became noisy.
The crowd was like a group of crazy beasts, turning into a blue rainbow and flying rapidly towards a place ten meters ahead.
Seeing this, the old demon Qian smiled sinisterly and turned to look at the painted-faced monk.
"Fellow Taoist Hua, since you have no interest in that rare treasure, I will take the first step!"
After saying that, he moved and suddenly turned into a ray of light, quickly Drilled under the swamp.
Looking at the empty swamp, the painted-faced monk was furious, furious, and loudly said: "Elders, why are you still standing there? If you don't leave now, then when will you wait!"
Hearing this, a man next to him said loudly: A white-faced monk shook his sleeves and suddenly something appeared in his hand. Its shape was like a flag, with a wisp of black mist faintly visible in it.
Then, he threw it with his right hand, and the flag flew into the air, emitting a soft curtain of light that instantly enveloped everyone present, and then dived into the swamp. Missing.
The next moment, in front of a hill about ten miles away from the swamp, a long and narrow crack suddenly appeared, continuously emitting streaks of dazzling light, with some faintly visible The obscure runes are very strange.
At the entrance of the crack, a group of Tsing Yi disciples looked solemn, each holding a magic weapon in their hands. They were vigilantly observing the movements around them to prevent anyone from rashly breaking into the crack.
A moment later, dozens of flashes of light flashed in the void, shooting down towards the crack below.
Then, the light dissipated, and dozens of monks appeared out of thin air, slowly approaching the entrance.
Unexpectedly, after only taking a few steps, dozens of Poison Saint Sect disciples swarmed forward, offering a magic weapon and slashing at dozens of monks.
Before more than a dozen monks could react, they were penetrated by one of the sword lights. A ball of bright red blood spattered from the wound, and they died on the spot.
Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Poison Saint Sect breathed a sigh of relief and continued to return to their original positions, concentrating on alert.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, countless sword lights appeared in the sky, like a meteor shower, quickly falling towards the ground. Dozens of Poison Saint Sect disciples were shocked and immediately formed a defensive formation to try to prevent the monks from breaking into the crack.
Seeing this, most of the monks did not dare to take a step forward rashly, and could only stare at the bottomless crack.
And just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a ray of red light rushed over, completely ignoring the obstruction of the Poison Saint Sect disciples, and a violent force burst out from his body, instantly killing all the people nearby. People were blown away.
Then, the light dissipated, and the old demon suddenly appeared out of thin air, slowly walking towards the crack in front.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to enter the crack, he was blocked by an isolation formation outside.
Gan Laomo was furious and shouted loudly. Suddenly a bloody knife flew out of his mouth and slashed at the isolation formation.
Bang!
With a sound, a hole appeared in the formation.
Mogan Laomo looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, then turned into a red shadow, flew in from the hole, and disappeared.
In front of the crack, many monks saw that Old Demon Qian had easily broken the formation, and they all ran towards the entrance of the crack.
However, what is disappointing is that not long after Gan Laomo left, the isolation formation outside the crack resumed operation again, forming a transparent barrier and emitting a powerful force. , instantly rebounding many monks back.
Reluctantly, the group of monks could only look at the ocean and sigh.
As time went by, more and more monks rushed over, including some Nascent Soul monks, including the painted-faced monks and several gray-haired old men.
As soon as we met, one of the white-haired old men came up to us and said with a smile: "This fellow Taoist, I look familiar to you. Could it be that you are Hua Tianqi, the great elder of the Poison Saint Sect?"< br>
"Yes, that's right. I wonder if you have any advice?"
The white-haired old man stroked his forehead, raised his eyes and looked at the crack in front, and continued: "Disciples of your sect have been waiting here for a long time. , but failed to break the formation, how about you and I join forces to break the isolation formation together?"
Hua Tianqi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Okay, no problem, However, after we enter the crack, we will all go our separate ways!”
Hearing this, the four Nascent Soul stage masters next to them took a few steps and said in unison: “Okay, in that case, let’s break through now! Remove that layer of isolation formation."
Hearing the conversation between the four Yuanying Stages, Hua Tianqi couldn't help but be curious and looked at the four Yuanying Stages respectively.
After a moment, he finally understood.
It turns out that the five people in front of me are all a group of casual cultivators outside the Jin Dynasty, and their cultivation levels are all unmatched. They are between the early stage of Yuanying and the middle stage of Yuanying.
Through the conversation between the five people just now, it is obvious that they have formed a team.
With his mind racing, he took the lead to take a step forward, patted the back of his head, and a green light suddenly flashed on his body.
Then, a magic weapon flew out from his body. It was strong in the wind and soon turned into a strange-shaped spear.
At the same time, the five casual cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage also shook their sleeves and robes, released a magic weapon each, and launched a fierce attack on the isolation formation in front of them. (End of this chapter)