There was a bright black light on the handle of the knife. At the same time, on the black blade, the gleaming runes flickered in and out, like running water, flowing endlessly on the surface of the knife. Faintly, there were two or three dark green light spots that were as bright as stars. Mixed in, it's inconspicuous.
Seeing him being activated so easily, Kong Laosan was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it, but then he reacted, and the rune-covered broken knife slashed hard at the middle-aged man in the hemp shirt without mercy.
The moment Kong Laosan waved the broken knife, the middle-aged man in Ma Shan's complexion changed drastically. In his spiritual perception, the space in front of him seemed to be blocked by an inexplicable force. What he saw before him was in front of him, behind him, left and right, and around him. There were all the shadows of knives flying around, and this spiritual feeling coming from the soul was so real that for a moment, it was unavoidable.
At the critical moment of life and death, the middle-aged man in Ma shirt didn't care much. With a slap on his waist, something that looked like a tortoise shell with dense markings fell in front of him. With all his strength, it turned into a solid treasure armor the size of a car hood to block it. in front of me.
But the next moment, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly. The moment the two came into contact, the shadows of these swords were like phantoms, directly penetrating the defensive soldiers in front of him and falling on his face without any hindrance. .
This is
The last thought was left in the middle-aged man's mind, and there was even a trace of doubt on his face. He fell down on his back. The treasure armor in front of him lost the blessing of spiritual power. It spun around and fell with a clang. on the ground.
Under the knife, the middle-aged man in Ma Shan's body was not damaged at all, but his soul was directly wiped out. Killing a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi refining so easily gave Kong Laosan an extremely unreal feeling in his heart. After tea, he came back to his senses belatedly, looked at the broken knife in his hand that had returned to its original state, pursed his lips, and put it on his back again.
With such a big commotion, Kong Laosan didn't dare to stay any longer. He cleaned up the miscellaneous things around him and was about to pop out a fireball to destroy the corpses. The next moment, he thought of something. His movements stagnated slightly and he looked around. Looking at the intact corpse in front of him, the spiritual energy in his fingers suddenly disappeared. He patted the storage bag, and a black light flashed in front of him, and a huge black coffin fell in front of him.
Not long after Kong Laosan left, three sects of disciples heard the news and came here to investigate. However, except for the huge broken trees in the huge crater on the ground, which indicated that a tragic battle had taken place here, no information could be found at all.
Deep in the Demon Burial Mountain, in a secluded valley, Kong Laosan sat quietly cross-legged. After swallowing a few pills that quickly restored spiritual power, the "Yin Ling Sutra" slowly started to work.
After two full days and two nights, Kong Laosan's originally extremely pale complexion improved slightly.
It was already afternoon. Kong Laosan looked at the sky and saw that it was still early, so he picked up some things from the storage bag and prepared to take inventory.
Due to the preservation of the Cold Jade Box and the fact that the blood-robed man's body withstood all the explosions, the two old medicines were not much damaged. Although he did not know the properties of the medicine, it was speculated that the blood-robed man was a warrior. The medicine should be used to replenish the blood and Qi of the warrior. After checking it briefly, he put it back into the storage bag.
There were three gold tickets, two of which were severely damaged and could not be exchanged. The remaining one was fine, with a denomination of thirty thousand taels, and the words "Hou Zhou Tong Dui" on it were very conspicuous.
After putting the gold tickets away, Kong Laosan's eyes fell on the last few items.
A bloody strange blade, mottled tortoise shell, a bottle of small palace, and a light blue storage bag.
The red strange blade and the mottled tortoise shell are the spiritual weapons commonly used by middle-aged Ma Shan. The quality is quite good, even much higher than the quality of the tungsten steel bracelet crocodile lin sword that I spent a lot of money to buy from Muyafang City.
, has reached the level of a middle-grade spiritual weapon. Now that Ma Shan is dead in middle age, the two spiritual weapons have naturally become ownerless things. They can be used as long as they are re-refined, but they are not suitable at this time.
When the time comes, I just hold it in my hand and play with it for a moment before putting it in my storage bag.
This palace building should be something that the man in blood robe stole from Fentian Valley, but I don’t know what it does?
Kong Laosan secretly speculated in his mind, holding the palace building in his hands and observing it carefully.
The palace building is small and exquisite, with octagonal brackets, half the size of a palm and three inches long. It is as clear as fire jade, just like a bottle of precious gold art.
Kong Laosan's eyebrows moved, and the power of his spiritual thoughts came out of his body, and he went towards the palace to explore. This time it took about a stick of incense, and a look of surprise appeared on his originally curious face.
There seems to be something in the seal.
He murmured in his mouth, thought about it, and the spiritual power in his body swayed slightly, condensed in his fingers, and slowly probed towards the palace building.
After a full quarter of an hour, Kong Laosan frowned. After exhausting all methods, Kong Laosan had to admit that with his current strength, there was nothing he could do to defeat the Zun Palace Tower.
Thinking of this, Kong Laosan stopped wasting time and put the palace building directly into the storage bag. He ignored it for the moment and turned his eyes to the storage bag that was finally removed from the middle-aged man in Ma Shan.
With a thought in his heart, the power of his spiritual thoughts burst out of his body. With just one brush, he wiped away the imprint of the divine soul on the storage bag, and explored the storage bag without any hindrance.
The next moment, Kong Laosan's originally calm and brown face suddenly revealed a look of excitement.
A mountain-like spirit stone, one blue and one yellow, two delicate swords as long as the index finger, a fist-sized black water droplet, a large number of monster materials, dozens of ancient medicinal plants from deep mountains, miscellaneous formations, flags, arrays, etc., but Kong Lao San was the most eye-catching.
The one that hit was the corpse of the third-level monster that occupied nearly half of the storage bag's space.
This monster corpse is not unfamiliar to Kong Laosan. It was the bloodthirsty leopard that five or six disciples of Qingling Sect Liuhe Sect jointly killed when they passed by the depths of the old forest. Kong Laosan’s eyes were on that blue mouth.
Xiao Jian lingered on the black water drop for a moment, and could only mourn for those disciples in his heart.
With the corpse of this third-level bloodthirsty leopard, this time the outer disciple assessment task was completed. However, Kong Laosan was hesitant and thought of continuing to collect some rare medicines in the Demon Burial Mountains.
Just as he was returning home immediately, he suddenly sensed something, his complexion changed, and the power of his spiritual thoughts surged out and spread out of the valley.
At this moment, there seemed to be subtle changes in the world. Faint vibrations came from all directions. Beside you, some small stones and gravels trembled and rolled down. As time went by, these gravels were shaken to the point of beating.
At the same time, a violent rumbling sound was heard in the distance, like an earth dragon turning over.
After only half a cup of tea, Kong Laosan's complexion changed drastically, he gathered all the power of his spiritual thoughts, rolled up the miscellaneous objects on the ground, used his lightness technique to the extreme, and flew madly towards the depths of the Demon Burial Mountain.
After leaving the valley, Kong Laosan realized that the scene in front of him was much more tragic than what he had just detected with his spiritual sense. Countless disciples of the three sects were desperately running in one direction, with cries, roars, and prayers resounding endlessly.
Behind him, countless demonic beasts, like thousands of troops, condensed into three beast tides, sweeping in this direction with a triangular force. In the void, some ferocious birds made piercing screams, like eagles catching chickens, each time
Every time it falls, a disciple of the three sects will be caught in the sky. The claws of these ferocious birds are extremely strong. No matter how hard they tear, these disciples cannot break free. Some of them are even caught and exploded, which looks particularly miserable.
What's going on? How could a beast tide happen at this time?
There was a hint of horror on Kong Laosan's scorched face. Seeing that the sea-like tide of beasts was less than a hundred feet away from him, he could no longer care about it. He used his body skills to the extreme and followed the crowd crazy towards the depths of the Demon Burial Mountain.
Escape.
Thousands of beasts were galloping, blocking out the sky and the sun. Wherever some extremely large monsters passed by, giant trees were broken and rocks exploded. There were three tides of beasts, each with no less than ten thousand beasts. At a glance, everything was black.
, quite a sense of sight of destroying a city and plundering territory.
Although there are many in number, these monster beasts are generally not very strong. Most of them still belong to the category of ordinary beasts. Only a small number have the strength of the first and second levels, and very few have reached the third level. Even so, facing such a large number of
All beasts are galloping, and even the strong foundation builders can only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
The three beast tides converged in one direction and finally merged into one. Such a spectacular scene had only been seen in movies and TV series in previous lives. By participating in it personally, Kong Laosan truly experienced the scene in front of him for the first time.
A shocking scene that captures the heart.
The beast tide was not specifically aimed at the disciples of the three sects. It seemed to be affected by some inexplicable factors. These low-level beasts and monsters all became extremely violent and converged towards the depths of the ancient forest. And those who were fleeing at the front were probably
More than a thousand disciples of the three sects just had bad luck and were coerced here.