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Upon hearing Man Beard's words, the faces of the three late-stage elixir-forming monks immediately showed expressions of gratitude.

Barbarian Beard, a well-known demon in the Chaotic Star Sea, is now protecting them, while Wan Tianming, the pillar of the righteous path, wants to kill them.

I have to say that this is somewhat ironic, because Zhengdao has always flaunted its benevolence and righteousness.

However, these three people also knew in their hearts that cooperating with Man Beard and other demonic monks was nothing more than seeking the skin of a tiger.

Barbarian Beard did not want to kill them, but now due to the overwhelming power of righteousness, both sides had to unite.

After they are useless, Manbeard will probably be the first to kill them.

Therefore, facing the current situation, these three monks in the late stage of elixir formation all had their minds racing and tried their best to think about how they could survive in such a situation.

After much deliberation, it seems that the only way to survive is to rush into the inner temple!

There are many stone chambers in the inner hall, and you can enter one of them with the residual map of Xutian in your hand.

In every stone room, there will be a kind of treasure. After taking this treasure, you will be teleported out of Xutian Palace.

This is the only way to survive. Not only can you escape, but you can also get a treasure.

The eyes of the three late-stage alchemy-forming monks flickered, and while showing gratitude and flattery to Manbeard and layman Qingyi, they communicated with each other and discussed how to escape.

They don't really want to help the two demonic people here to resist the righteous monks.

A group of people were confronting each other with their own hidden agendas. Barbarian Beard confronted Wan Tianming, and layman Qingyi confronted Tian Wuzi with cold eyes.

The three late-stage elixir-forming monks were facing an old man like an old farmer.

According to what layman Qingyi said before, with the strength of the three of them, they can stop the old farmer.

However, these three people were not sure whether they could really block it. They did not have a clear understanding of how strong the Yuanying monk was.

"Man Beard, since you insist on protecting those three people, don't blame Wan for being rude. Anyway, the two people from Xinggong are not coming. In that case, let's compete here!" Wan

Tianming said coldly.

"Haha, okay, Wan Tianming, I have long wanted to try the power of your Tianluo True Skill, come on!"

Barbarian Beard roared, and suddenly, his figure suddenly grew a lot out of thin air, becoming extremely tall and strong. His whole body was covered with golden scales, densely packed, like a demon god.

Wan Tianming looked indifferent and struck with his palms in front of his chest. Then his whole body was ignited with raging purple flames, which were extremely turbulent. His whole body instantly turned into a purple burning man and rushed towards Barbarian Beard.

Suddenly, several silver light strips appeared around Manbeard's body, circling and dancing, dreamlike and erratic.

These silver light bands blocked the purple fire dragon transformed by Wan Tian Tian Luo Zhen Gong, preventing it from getting close.

Obviously, although the bearded Tuotian Demon Kung claims to be the best in defense in Chaos Xinghai, he will never do such a stupid thing if he is asked to use his own kung fu to resist Wan Tianming's True Fire.

Two middle-stage Nascent Soul monks started fighting, and it was naturally impossible for the others to just watch.

Layman Qingyi flicked his sleeves, and in an instant hundreds of cyan light groups the size of fists flew out from his sleeves.

These were actually hundreds of blue thorn birds. After these green thorn birds flew out, they immediately rushed toward Tian Wuzi with a flutter.

When Tian Wuzi saw this scene, he smiled coldly, a light flashed from his waist, and he released a translucent strange giant turtle.

"Li Gui?!" Seeing this scene, layman Qingyi suddenly exclaimed.

"You actually borrowed that old ghost's turtle from Tian Yuanzi?" His expression suddenly turned ugly.

Li Gui, a spiritual beast, is much more powerful than these blue thorn birds of mine.

Tian Wuzi chuckled, stretched out his hand and knocked hard on the turtle shell. Suddenly the giant turtle's small green eyes flashed fiercely, the turtle's mouth opened, and in an instant, snow-white cold air rushed out overwhelmingly.

Like a white stormy wave, a flock of blue birds rushed towards the opposite side.

Not to be outdone, the blue thorn birds opened their pointed beaks and spit out streams of slender blue flames, which quickly gathered into a huge pillar of blue fire and collided with the white cold air.

For a while, there was a stalemate, and it became inextricable.

Obviously, these two people were both caring about their lives. Even if the fight started, they did not rush directly to confront each other head-on. Instead, they first released their spiritual beasts to attack each other.

This was in sharp contrast to the fierce fight between Wan Tianming and Man Beard over there. The two of them looked like they were trying to catch a fish.

On the other side, the thin, dark old man who looked like an old farmer suddenly turned his palm, and a green willow branch appeared between his fingers.

After he waved the willow branch gently, countless green phantoms flew out from it in circles, and a large area of ​​more than ten feet was immediately lush and green, as if it had turned into a green ocean.

The three pill-forming monks were surrounded by this green sea, and countless thin green strands shot out from it. They were either extremely flexible and wanted to entangle them, or they were sharp as arrows and seemed to be able to cut off everything.

As soon as they fought, the three pill-forming monks were immediately at a disadvantage, and could only rely on their respective magic weapons to support themselves.

The old farmer didn't seem to be panicking at all. He had the patience to work slowly and carefully, and slowly surrounded them with those green silk threads.

The battle between Manbeard and Wan Tianming became more and more intense. At some point, a group of dark iron gloves appeared on Manbeard's hand.

This glove has a hideous shape and is covered with spikes several inches long.

Wan Tianming, on the other hand, swung a huge purple sword and slashed at Man Beard.

At the same time, the purple flames all over his body condensed into two fire dragons, flying around Manbeard, trying to find the flaw in the silver light belt.

Manbeard kept pumping his fists, smashing away the purple giant sword and the fire dragon. The battle between the two was so fierce that the other people kept moving away from them.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After fighting for a while, the three pill-forming monks gradually became suspicious.

These Nascent Soul monks looked like they were fighting fiercely, with magic weapons flying around and secret techniques being used wildly, but it didn't feel like they were in a life-and-death fight, but like they were competing in martial arts.

There is no hard work at all.

Could this be a battle between Yuanying monks?

Just when the three of them were filled with surprise and confusion, suddenly, a dark green thread suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and with a sudden shot, it immediately pierced the shield of a pill-forming monk.

"ah!!!"

There was a shrill scream, and countless green threads swarmed in, rushing up and immediately surrounding the pill-forming monk.

After the screams stopped, the thread receded, and the pill-forming monk fell to the ground with his eyes blank.

Seeing this scene, the remaining two alchemy monks were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

It was already difficult enough for the three of them to resist the old farmer, but now one of them was killed, so how can they resist next?

In an instant, the two of them felt the desire to escape.

Seeing this scene, layman Qingyi frowned and secretly cursed these three people for being so useless.

"Brother Man, these pills will be killed sooner or later. We have to find another way!" He said while fighting Tian Wuzi.

Manbeard immediately said: "Let's retreat into the inner hall first. Wan Tianming and the others are in a hurry to get the Xutian Cauldron, so they shouldn't get entangled with us!"

"Okay, let me stabilize them first!" layman Qingyi responded.

"Both of you, hold on a little longer. After Brother Man uses a secret technique to temporarily force them back, we will immediately retreat into the inner hall!" layman Qingyi's message came at the right time.

Hearing these words, the two pill-forming monks immediately felt at ease, and quickly released more magic weapons and took out their trump cards one by one, just to be able to resist for a while longer.

At this time, layman Qingyi and Manbeard looked at each other, and then Manbeard roared wildly and punched the purple giant sword and the purple fire dragon away.

Then, his body retreated violently and flew towards the giant tower in a whoosh.

Layman Qingyi also recalled the hundreds of green thorn birds almost at the same time and flew towards the giant tower.

The two disappeared in the blink of an eye, which made the two alchemy monks look stunned.

Wan Tianming snorted coldly, flicked his hand, and two purple fire dragons rushed over and rushed towards the two pill-forming monks.

The two people were swallowed up by the fire dragon in the blink of an eye and burned completely.

"Brother Wan, do we want to chase him?" Tian Wuzi and the old farmer gathered around Wan Tianming and asked.

"Don't worry, when we get the Xutian Cauldron, we will run into these two people sooner or later, and it won't be too late to deal with them then!" Wan Tianming said with a gloomy face.

He looked at the three dead Jiedan people here with a somewhat suspicious expression.

Could it be that my premonition was wrong, that the person who killed the old demon Sanyang did not blend into the Danjie monks, but was killed by the old demon Sanyang?

Or is that person ultimately choosing not to enter the third level?

However, since that kind of person came outside the inner hall, how could he not come in and take a look?

Wan Tianming recalled the pill-forming monk who, like Zi Ling, was sitting on the stone bench without moving.

Now he had some doubts that there was something wrong with the pill-forming monk.

But, what are they doing there?

Countless questions emerged in Wan Tianming's mind, and he always felt uneasy in his heart.

But no matter how much he thought, he couldn't understand it.

For a moment, he regretted that he shouldn't have cared about the two elders of Xing Palace before, and should have taken action against Zi Ling directly.

Maybe we can force that person out.

Even if he can't be forced out, killing a mere purple spirit is nothing to the leader of the Wanfa Sect.

"That's all, maybe I'm overthinking it. That person is already dead. Let's go!" Wan Tianming said to the two people beside him.

The three of them walked into the huge stone tower together and quickly disappeared.
To be continued...