Chapter 213 Foundation Building Stage Monk

A group of ten young monks, each with spiritual shields of different brilliance shining on their bodies, walked cautiously into the underground cave.

In the winding corridor, the water vapor blowing towards your face is mixed with the strange smell of dampness and decay.

Liu Xiaolu was placed in the middle of the team. As he walked, he carefully used his spiritual eyes to look around.

Fortunately, although the light in the cave is dim, it seems not to be affected by the fog in the bamboo forest.

I could see that the moss-covered stone walls on both sides were covered with deep or shallow unknown scratches, and a few huge four-toed paw prints could be seen on the muddy ground full of puddles.

Because of the existence of the second-level monster Unicorn Salamander, although everyone was eager to seek treasures, they were also extremely vigilant.

Not only did each of them mobilize their five senses to the extreme, they carefully observed the surrounding environment, and even their breathing was suppressed to the point of being almost inaudible.

After walking zigzag in the dark corridor for about half an hour, as the concentration of spiritual energy escaping in the air became higher and higher, everyone finally saw a soft white light around another corner.

Seeing this scene, everyone speeded up their pace in unison.

The view behind the wall suddenly opened up, and a huge cave with a height of twenty or thirty feet appeared in front of everyone.

Liu Xiaolu took a closer look and saw that in the middle of the cave was a small spring with a diameter of less than two feet. A steady stream of clear spring water filled with spiritual energy flowed out from the spring, forming a shallow pool of spiritual liquid.

In the open space on the left side of Lingquan is a large pile of unknown black-brown excrement that emits a foul odor. On the right side of Lingquan, less than three feet away, lies a huge, khaki-colored animal.

One-horned lizard.

The lizard's triangular head covered with scales is the size of a millstone. A pair of round eyes the size of a fist are covered with a thick layer of skin and bulge slightly outwards. The khaki skin is full of wrinkles and has a stripe on it.

It has a strange red pattern, four thick claws with black nails over three inches long, and a bare and slender tail that is slightly curled up and tucked away at its side.

It seems that this is the guardian spirit beast of the purple golden grass - the one-horned salamander!

I don't know if it's because Liu Xiaolu and others are just lucky, or because this one-horned salamander is too lazy.

It was clear that a group of people had already arrived, but it seemed completely unaware, closing its eyes and sleeping soundly by itself.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Mo Jinze looked at the one-horned salamander that was still sleeping, and then at the more than ten purple golden grasses at its feet, and quickly decided,

"The One-Horned Salamander may wake up at any time. To be on the safe side, my two clan brothers and I will arrange the formation according to the original plan. Please protect us and don't try to get the treasure easily."

"Brother Jin Ze, please feel free to prepare your formation. We will leave this beast to us for the time being." Hu Ruxing nodded and said solemnly.

Seeing his acknowledgment, Mo Jinze no longer hesitated, and took the other two Mo clan members to the side, took out a set of array items, and got busy writing and drawing on the ground.

According to what Mo Jinze said before, it only took them a while to set up this water-based formation. As long as the formation was completed, even if the one-horned salamander woke up, everyone could easily trap it.

As time passed by, the drawing of Mo Jinze's formation was coming to an end.

Seeing this scene, everyone's tense heartstrings were about to relax, but they heard a whistling sound coming from the corridor behind them.

Liu Xiaolu looked back and saw a short man in black robes galloping towards the cave with a black flying sword.

As I walked with my weapon, the person who came was actually a foundation-building monk!

The formation in the Bishui Cave is special, and monks above the Qi Refining Stage cannot perform their cultivation when they enter. This is something that the elders have repeatedly emphasized long ago, but the uninvited guest in front of them is really undisguised in front of everyone.

Exhibiting foundation-building power.

Liu Xiaolu's face changed greatly, knowing that this person had bad intentions, he tightened the jade piccolo in his sleeve with his right hand, and without hesitation reached into his arms with his left hand, took out a yellow talisman, and patted it on himself.

The rest of the people on the field also took out their own magic weapons, all looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"I am a monk from the Xu family of the Hedao Sect. I don't know about my predecessors..."

"Noisy!"

A Xu family monk introduced himself to his family, but before he could finish his words, the man in black robe snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and threw a ball of black mist towards him.

The black mist passed through the spiritual shield of the Xu family boy with a whoosh, and pounced on his face without slowing down.

The young man didn't even have time to scream in agony, before he tilted his body and fell to the ground on his back, lifeless.

Liu Xiaolu glanced at the body of the Xu family monk on the ground and saw bleeding from all its seven orifices. The originally strong body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant it turned into a skinny skeleton with a ferocious face.

"Seventh brother!"

Xu Mingxuan screamed sadly, knowing that this person came with the intention of killing him, so he immediately threw away hundreds of poisonous needles and shot at him.

Seeing that the unknown Foundation Establishment cultivator was about to kill him, everyone present no longer hesitated, and started to use their flying swords to attack him.

Seeing several streaks of light coming at them, the man in black robe did not dodge. He only saw him gently raising his palms upwards, and then stretched out his arms to push forward.

A whirlpool of solid black mist spit out from the palms of his hands, and the various magical weapons that were coming at him were easily blocked in the mist.

The black mist only stirred for a moment. Except for the two high-grade magical weapons that were still whining and struggling, the remaining middle- and low-grade magical weapons had their spirituality wiped out one after another, and they fell from the sky like scrap metal.

Come down.

Just when everyone was confused, they heard a loud shout from behind, "Get into the formation quickly!"

I saw that in the open space to the left of Lingquan, the three people of the Mo family had completed drawing the large water array, and a blue transparent mask was slowly rising from the ground.

At the same time, the one-horned salamander who was sleeping soundly beside him seemed to be disturbed by the sound of everyone fighting. His eyelids moved slightly, revealing two huge vertical-striped pupils.

There were foundation-building monks in front of them and level-2 monsters behind them. At the moment, everyone didn't care about the spiritual springs and spiritual grasses. They all used their light body skills and ran towards the blue light barrier as fast as possible.

"snort."

The man in black robe smiled contemptuously, then waved his hand and sent several clouds of black mist towards the fleeing people.

Following a few soft pops, the spiritual shields of two more people were easily broken by the strange black mist.

Seeing that his body-protecting spiritual power was broken, Hu Rujue couldn't help but turn pale, but for some reason the severe pain he imagined didn't come. When he looked down, he saw that a small earth-yellow bell that appeared at an unknown time stopped the rope for him.

Black mist of life.

Another young man from the Xu family was not so lucky. The black mist instantly broke through his defensive weapon, penetrated the spiritual shield and stuck to his body like gangrene attached to the bone.

The young man's thin body used the inertia to run forward feebly for two more steps, and finally fell to the ground with a thud in the mud.
Chapter completed!