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Chapter 191

 Chapter 191 The stubborn genius

The first peak of Yuanmang.

There are criss-crossing splendid auras, covering a large area of ​​flat rocky land on the top of the mountain. The auras are like sharp blades, shining with a cold and seductive sharp edge.

From what Yuanji looked at, the dense light that intertwined and shrouded the mountaintop was like a spiritual shield offered by a cultivator.

There was a level five magical armored beast with sinister fangs secreting fishy mucus. It was instructed by a Demon Scale warrior to secretly climb up the stone steps in the east.

"Crack!"

Its natural armor, as strong as gold and iron, was cut into pieces when it came into contact with those sharp spiritual lights.

The level five magical armored beast retreated in fear as its blood and flesh splattered amidst the wails.

Standing on the edge of the mountain, Yang Rui wielded a long and narrow flaming knife and slashed at the magical armored beast that appeared unexpectedly.

"Chi la!"

The flaming knife slashed forward, pulling out a dazzling river of knives and tearing apart the magical armored beast in an instant.

"As expected of Yang Rui."

Mrs. Hua praised her without hesitation.

There are many skilled casual cultivators on the top of the mountain, and the people in the Yinling Temple also nodded secretly.

Yang Rui, who was brave and good at fighting, guarded a corner of the mountain with his cultivation in the Cave Mystic Realm. Whenever a ferocious alien beast appeared, he would fight with his sword.

Once the ferocious beasts and alien warriors east of the sixth level are injured when they touch the "Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array", they will beg for another blow from him, and almost no one can escape.

Even the sixth level Demon Scale Clan warriors and several powerful Celestial Clan warriors waving their wings were somewhat afraid of his power.

"No one can deny that the Tiangang Spirit Slaughtering Formation is infinitely mysterious."

Yang Rui shook his head without taking credit, and said with a calm expression: "Please, we build the Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array, connect it to the spiritual veins of Yuanmang Shattered Earth, and continuously draw spiritual power to cooperate with that amazingly powerful formation.

The Great Formation, the first peak of Yuanmang should have fallen long ago."

The sun shines brightly in the east, and the tall and tall Yang Rui emits a faint brilliance.

The robe he was wearing had a scorching moon pattern that was even more dazzling, making him look like the Son of the Sun God.

The female nuns from various sects all had beautiful eyes that were shining with brilliance, and they all worshiped him with admiration.

Most women are not strong-willed.

Yang Rui has outstanding talent, outstanding personal combat power, and is very tall and majestic. He is not the proud son of heaven that the Lieyang Sect highly praises.

All kinds of factors combined made it impossible for him to keep a low profile.

"It's not like everyone works together."

Mrs. Hua, who was exhausted mentally and physically, did not forget to cast a wink at him, and then sighed: "After this battle, it will take hundreds of years for the spiritual vein buried deep in the heart of Yuanmang to return to its original state.

.”

Using the "Tiangang Spirit Slaughter Array" to resist the ferocious alien attack would overdraw the potential of the underground spiritual veins.

"Just please hold on a little longer."

Lou Yunming of Yinling Temple had just fought with a sixth-level Demon Scale warrior. He took out a soul-nurturing pill and swallowed it slightly tiredly, and said: "He has already reported it to their leader using a secret method. The leader

It is said over there that flying weapons from all parties have recently been carrying people and objects in the eastern border..."

When he shut up, he looked at the Nine Elements of the Blood Moon, which looked like Wei Wenhan of the Lieyang Sect.

When the foreign race suddenly appeared, Elder Wei Wenhan of the Lieyang Sect hurried to the mountain peak where the Huoyun Ship was parked.

On the way, he and Yang Rui encountered a crazy attack from aliens and ferocious beasts, and were forced to retreat back to the first peak of Yuanmang.

"Well, he knows that the situation is special and support from all parties will not arrive soon."

Wei Wenhan nodded, glanced at the sky, and said in a bad mood: "With what I'm doing, I just want to know that the invading aliens are not above level seven. I'm afraid they will just turn a blind eye."

Jiuyuan, who was in a bad mood, cursed: "Maybe the invading alien race knows the habits of the first, so they don't send out seventh-level strong men and ferocious beasts!"

Cao Mang had a sullen face and did not dare to say a word.

He also occasionally goes to the second world, so he naturally knows that the situation Wei Wenhan and Jiuyuan mentioned has happened often before.

In some of the most dangerous and forbidden places in the third realm, if there are terrifying ferocious beasts and alien species causing trouble, please make sure that the level is less than level seven, and the Eastern Sect will handle it on its own.

If it really can't be dealt with, and the major sects have suffered heavy losses, people will be arranged to deal with it first.

That's like some sort of default rule.

"We must find out how they came here!"

Wei Wenhan, dressed like an old Confucian scholar, held a ruler and frowned at Cao Mang.

Cao Mang suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "He activated the Tiangang Spirit Slaying Formation and took the lead in killing so many alien races and ferocious beasts. Isn't it difficult to eliminate our suspicions about him?"

Wei Wenhan looked indifferent: "Whether the private transaction between me and the aliens from the fifth realm is real. Who knows whether it was because you leaked some information and provided some key spiritual materials to the aliens that led them to lock the Yuan Dynasty.

Did you create a mirror tunnel out of nowhere?"

"Wei, if I continue to maliciously slander him, I will get him out of the First Peak!"

Cao Mang was furious.

He was so aggrieved that he naturally knew that someone was deliberately trying to frame him.

But he couldn't figure out whether Hong Hong had the power to convince the invading aliens to accept his invitation.

"Cao Mang."

Wei Wenhan called him by his name, waved his sleeves and said arrogantly: "I have to think carefully about where I should go after this battle."

"At first, I will definitely investigate Dongguo. Did I invite the foreigners to Bu'an? Since the incident happened in the Yuanmang broken land under my control, I can't get rid of Gangjie!"

As soon as these words came out, Cao Mang's expression turned even worse.



Deep in the canyon.

Fang Boxuan, who briefly communicated with Jiuyuan using the blood talisman, glanced around and saw the storage bag where Hong Guanjie and Chen Min were.

In the central area between the two corpses, the artifacts of his senior brothers in the Xiantian Realm were also there.

"Pang Jian left in a hurry, maybe he was afraid that he would come to kill him, and then he would not have time to take away the storage bag."

Fang Boxuan said secretly.

"Senior Sister Chen, he is really not a pimple, but my poor appearance makes him not interested in picking..."

Fang Boxuan, muttering softly, yanked away Chen Min's left storage bag and walked towards Choi Juan again.

The corpse was penetrated by the cold air, and was hidden by several Xiantian Realm brothers who looked like ice sculptures, and he took them away one by one.

Finally, he came to Hong Guanjie's body.

Looking at the senior brother who was stabbed through the body by the shock gun from the top of his head, Fang Boxuan sighed: "Senior Brother Hong, I am really unlucky. I am the one who rushes at the front, and the one who dies the most miserably is me. The blame is on me.

I haven’t figured out Wrong Fang’s level of cultivation.”

"Too noisy."

He shook his head and pulled the storage bag off the body's waist.

"after……"

Fang Boxuan muttered softly.

Just when he was about to check what was hidden in the storage bag, his expression suddenly changed.

"Whoosh!"

A gauze that was as red as blood was sacrificed by him in a hurry.

Hong Guanjie’s body exploded without warning!

"Boom! Boom!"

Among the sputtering stumps and pieces of flesh, the power of thunder burst out suddenly, and lightning and thunder condensed into balls of light. The collision made him groan and retreat violently while holding on to the spiritual energy shield.

Feeling the terrifying power that suddenly exploded, Fang Boxuan said with a gloomy face: "Despicable!"

Deep in the canyon extending towards the fourth peak, a tall body wearing blue robes with the sword tower logo on the chest suddenly appeared and quickly approached Fang Boxuan.

"Pang Jian, what I'm wearing is actually the Jianlou robe!"

Fang Boxuan screamed in surprise.

"Qi Qingsong has secured a place for him as a disciple of the Jianlou's outer sect. When he goes to the Jianlou in the second realm, he can enter that token into the Jianlou's genealogy book."

Pang Jian pointed to the sword-shaped token hanging on his waist.

"They don't deny Jiu Yuan. I just want to wear those clothes to prove that I have the power of the Dongxuan Realm. They don't dare to touch me at all. Why do I want to kill them all?"

Fang Boxuan, who suffered a secret loss, always maintained the presence of Gangzhao, and silently took a few steps back while speaking.

Just when he quickly approached the corpses that had been penetrated by cold power and had ice crystals on their bodies, Fang Boxuan's heart tightened.

He was afraid that the "Jiuxiao Cloud Thunder" was hiding outside those corpses, so he quickly and carefully moved away.

"Without those clothes, he should die?"

Pang Jian said indifferently.

Fang Boxuan's words were stagnant.

"I can leave the canyon by leaving the storage bag in my leg, because there are more important things in it." Pang Jian snorted and walked towards Fang Boxuan step by step: "There are seven of us in my group.

After saying his name, except for me who was hesitant, the other six people suddenly showed murderous intent."

"Six people also chased and killed him when he was fleeing."

"Since they have malicious intentions and want to get rid of him and seize a huge amount of spiritual stones, why can't he kill them?"

Pang Jian said as he walked.

Fang Boxuan frowned, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, but did not refute.

"Storage bag, something that is more important..."

In Dong Consciousness, he released a ray of divine consciousness with his cultivation in the middle stage of Dongxuan Realm.

He planned to see if there was anything he wanted outside of Hong Guanjie's storage bag that Pang Jian paid so much attention to.

As soon as his consciousness entered it.

"Peng!"

A cloud of bluish-gray smoke suddenly emerged from the opening of the storage bag.

As soon as the smoke came out, Fang Boxuan let out a muffled groan. When a wisp of his consciousness was extinguished, his body was also shrouded in gray smoke.

"Pang Jian, I don't want to die!"

Fang Boxuan screamed and hurriedly threw away Hong Guanjie's storage bag. A blood jade pendant in his chest suddenly shone brightly.

The light escaped into the depths of his eyebrows and tightly wrapped his sea of ​​consciousness, thus resisting the infection of the "Poison-Quenching Ghost Miasma".

"I have never seen someone as despicable and shameless as me!"

"Junior sister Zhao from Hongshan, are you really blind to plead for someone like me?"

"Not only the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, but also the poisonous ghost miasma, so I used words to deceive him, deliberately saying that there was something he wanted deeply..."

Fang Boxuan cursed and flew away.

He was full of grievances and depression, feeling deeply hurt.

The corpses of the six brothers and sisters of Ye Yi were arranged in a line from Chen Min to Hong Guanjie. Starting from Chen Min, no matter whether the corpses were in storage bags or not, there was no abnormality.

Until the last Hong Guanjie, he thought there would be no problem, but he didn't expect...

Fang Boxuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

He had already realized that Pang Jian had to use the several corpses in front of him to make him completely put his guard down, so he suddenly activated the "Nine Heavens Cloud Thunder" outside Hong Guanjie's body, and then deliberately calculated against him with words, allowing him to use his spiritual consciousness to investigate

This will then trigger the “poison-quenching ghost miasma”.

All the schemes were so vicious that if it weren't for the life-saving treasure, he might have died in the canyon.

Moreover, it is very difficult to die fighting.

Fang Boxuan, who had rarely experienced that kind of battle, was full of bitterness and grievances. When he ran away, he looked back at Pang Jian like he was looking at a savage beast.

"Boom!"

Fang Boxuan, who was escaping, was hit by the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder" that suddenly exploded again when he passed a broken rock.

Pang Jian came with a spear.

He waved the splendid moon blade and starlight, and pulled out the extremely cold ice edges, attacking Fang Boxuan like a violent storm.

"puff!"

Fang Boxuan vomited blood, and when the spiritual shield exploded, he took out another blood bead to protect his whole body.

The burgundy light waves rippled in circles, only holding on for a moment before being stabbed to pieces by Pang Jian with his exploding shock spear.

When the blood beads shattered, Fang Boxuan's body and face were covered with blood, and he screamed miserably.

"Pang Jian, he has no enmity or enmity with me, so will he..."

"He won't!"

"Peng!"

He took out a copper bell the size of a palm and placed it on his head. Then Pang Jian stabbed the bell with a spear and the bell exploded.

The person who was killed by Fang Boxuan did not look like a human being, nor did the ghost look like a ghost. He bit his tongue in fear, hurriedly retreated outside the cracked copper bell, and used the overdrawn blood escape technique to fly away like lightning.

"Pang Jian, I don't want to die!"

Fang Boxuan's screams of ghostly cries and wolf howls floated all the way.



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