The world of cultivation is infinitely charming. The most attractive thing is not the beautiful scenery. It is the many uncertain factors. Each unknown has a great attraction for monks. Of course, in exploring the unknown, some monks have gained huge benefits, and some have gained huge benefits.
The monk's body and soul disappeared.
Bao Tomorrow was very excited. When he saw the huge stone gate, his eyes turned greedy green. There was a treasure here, this was his first thought. Yang Jiong had built up his foundation and cultivation, and if he could compete with him, it must be here.
The result of getting a great treasure.
I was happy, but I was not careless. I tried to push the stone door, but it didn't move at all. My spiritual thoughts couldn't penetrate the stone door, and I couldn't find what was going on inside. The flying sword of my life was indestructible, and it could only leave a white mark on the stone door.
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After Bao Tianming got excited, he began to become anxious. He stood at the stone gate and blasted it with magic power, slashing and stabbing with flying swords. Except for the huge echo in the cave, the gate remained motionless. Could it be that after entering Baoshan, he was going to return empty-handed?
The stone door was so strong that Bao Mingming became more and more convinced that there was a good treasure inside. In line with the principle that nothing can be broken, he used his magic skills and flying swords to slowly break the stone door. For a moment, the echoes in the cave were like thunder.
Deafening.
A long time passed, and Bao Tianming was fighting hard when he suddenly heard a soft "click" sound coming from the stone door. He pushed with his hand, and the stone door was pushed open a gap. The surprise seemed to come too suddenly.
Bao didn't respond for a while tomorrow.
The door was completely pushed open, and Bao Tianming saw clearly the situation in the main hall. On the smooth steps beside the pool, there was a jade bed. There was a person sitting on the jade bed. This person was wearing a loose black robe. His whole body, even his face, was
Covered in black robe.
His spiritual thoughts swept towards the black-robed man. A spiritual thought as powerful as the power of heaven and earth came from the black-robed man. This was the spiritual thought of the Yuanying monk. There was actually a Yuanying monk in the hall. Bao Tomorrow
It felt like falling on ice, my legs felt weak, and I almost wanted to kowtow in worship.
He wanted to turn around and run away, but the Nascent Soul Soul had locked onto him firmly. The door was less than twenty feet away from the jade bed, and this distance was negligible compared to the Nascent Soul cultivators.
Bao Tianming was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water. He looked at the man in black robe pitifully, not knowing what to do. At this time, in his heart, he had already forgotten about Yang Jiong and the magic weapon-level staff.
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He was frightened and in a dilemma, the man in black robe suddenly said: "Do you want to enter the hall?"
How dare Bao Mingming step into the stone gate. He tried to lower his tone and said sincerely: "I am really guilty of entering this place by mistake and disturbing my senior's spiritual practice. I will retreat immediately and ask my senior to forgive me for my offense."
The man in black robe hummed, as if he had no intention of pursuing the matter. Bao Tianming was overjoyed and reached out to close the door, but the stone door seemed to have taken root and could not be pulled open. He bowed and stepped back a few feet. Seeing that the man in black robe did not move and said nothing, it must be
I really let him go. He turned around, took out his flying sword, and flew out of the cave.
After crossing the lava river and flying dozens of feet, Bao Tianming gradually slowed down. At the end, he stopped in place. He suddenly realized that something was wrong. Is this Yuanying monk too talkative? He had been bombarding the stone gate for so long.
The Nascent Soul monk ignored him and let him go easily. He moved to another place, and there was a Foundation Establishment monk who attacked his cave and wouldn't let him leave until he peeled off every piece of his skin.
Bao Tomorrow used his spiritual thoughts to look into the main hall. At this time, he was more than eighty feet away from the main hall, and his spiritual thoughts could just see clearly what was going on inside the hall.
Xing. The stone door of the main hall was not closed, and he could see clearly what was going on inside.
The man in black robe suddenly reached out and patted his chest, jumped up from the jade bed, quickly ran to the stone door, and looked out. His appearance was ghostly, and he did not look like a Nascent Soul monk.
Bao Mingming was puzzled, and suddenly saw the man in black robe taking off his hat, and muttered softly: "Finally left, I was scared to death." The face under the hat was none other than Yang Jiong.
People's emotions change very quickly. They can be very sad when they are happy, and they can laugh when they are crying. This is due to the influence of the environment. Tomorrow, Bao's emotions are undergoing drastic changes. Just now, he was complacent about escaping his life. In the blink of an eye,
He became so angry that he got into a fight.
How unbecoming of a young Foundation-Building monk to scare him so much that he ran away. In his hundreds of years of cultivation, this was the first time that he was teased like this by a junior.
Pushing open the stone door again, Bao Tianming looked at Yang Jiong sitting upright on the jade bed and sneered a few times.
Yang Jiong pretended to be calm, adjusted his hat, covered his face tightly and said, "What are you doing here?"
Bao Tomorrow joked: "Senior, I am arresting a fugitive, and this fugitive has come to you. I have no choice but to disturb your Qingxiu again. Please forgive me for taking the risk."
This time, his mind swept towards Yang Jiong without hesitation. Behind Yang Jiong was a skeleton, and the spiritual light flashed under the skeleton. It was a middle-grade spiritual stone. A corner of the Universe Bag emerged from under the skeleton. Yang Jiong quietly
One hand reached back and was pulling the bag.
The Qiankun bag was stuck by the skeleton, but Yang Jiong did not pull it, and said to Bao Mingming in a deep voice: "Come to the jade bed." At the same time, a spiritual thought pressed towards him.
This divine thought is extremely different from the previous Yuanying divine thought, only at the level of the golden elixir. Bao Tian has played this trick of playing hard to get, and being fierce and lustful. Yang Jiong must have used a certain divine thought treasure that can emit it.
High-level spiritual thoughts scare people.
He chuckled and said, "As you wish." Then he stepped forward steadily and walked straight towards Yang Jiong.
Bao Mingming stepped closer, and the man in black robe lost his composure and stopped him: "You don't have to come over. I don't have any fugitives you want to chase. Get out immediately." His voice was no longer as deep as before, and he used Yang in panic.
The original sound of Jiong.
"You thief, how dare you lie to me?" Bao Tianming was furious, and he quickly slashed at Yang Jiong with his flying sword. At the same time, his body was like lightning, and he shot towards the jade bed.
Yang Jiong screamed and fended off the flying sword. He ignored the spiritual stone on the jade bed and grabbed the skeleton's waist with his hands and feet.
The main hall is more than 30 feet in front and back, and more than 20 feet in left and right directions. Bao Tianming has analyzed the situation in the hall in detail several times. This should be the place where a certain senior master came to life. There are no other treasures in the hall. The most valuable ones are probably
The Qiankun bag on the skeleton’s waist.
Since returning to this hall, he has subconsciously determined that Yang Jiong is his, Yang Jiong's staff is his, and the Qiankun bag on the skeleton's waist is his. The treasures in the Qiankun bag are also his, and everything in the hall is his.
It's all his.
Since it was his personal thing, how could he allow others to get involved in it? He forced Yang Jiong back with his sword with all his strength, rushed to the jade bed and reached out to grab the Qiankun bag.
There is no spiritual seal on the Qiankun bag, so it is an ownerless thing. Bao Tianming's spiritual thoughts rushed into the Qiankun bag, and it was empty, not a speck of dust.
He was puzzled, and when he looked up at Yang Jiong, he saw Yang Jiong looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile. There was indeed such an expression in his eyes.
Suddenly there was a sense of danger. The hairs all over his body stood on end. He wanted to jump away from the jade bed, but it was too late. A claw of the skeleton's hand was placed on his hand like lightning, and an extremely powerful spiritual thought was directed towards him.
Rushing towards his Zifu.
Divine thoughts were like arrows, breaking through the layers of defense and hitting the golden elixir. The golden elixir was so delicate that it was shaken here and there, with a few cracks appearing, but it was not broken.
Another spiritual attack came, much weaker than the last time. The golden elixir circled around a few times, but except for a few cracks, it was still not broken.
Bao Mingming was severely injured, bleeding from all his orifices, staggered a few times, and finally fell to the ground.
Yang Jiong rushed over and kicked Bao Tomorrow, and said overjoyed: "It's still Master's fault, he killed Bao Tomorrow easily."
Xueru said weakly: "I don't have the ability to smash his golden elixir now. To prevent future troubles, I suggest you add a staff."
The golden elixir will break at any time, and his spiritual thoughts will be in chaos. But at the moment of life and death, the instinct of survival makes Bao Tianming struggle for a little clarity. He crookedly called back the flying sword and slashed at Xueru's arm. As long as he got rid of Xueru
Ru's palm, he may still have a chance of survival.
Naturally, Yang Jiong would not give him a chance. After knocking the dagger away, he hit Bao Mingming on the head with his staff. When his brains were splattered, he vaguely heard Bao Mingming's voice: "Who are you?"
His head was shattered, and the Zi Mansion exploded. The golden elixir, which was full of cracks, flew out and fled towards the door. Yang Jiong was already prepared and smashed the golden elixir to pieces with a stick. There is no longer a person like Bao Tomorrow in this world, he has no
There is a chance to see tomorrow.
Xueru pressed the bulge on the side of the bed and closed the stone door. Yang Jiong looked at the body on the ground and giggled: "I am Yang Jiong, and he is my master Xueru. Okay, I have told you, you can rest in peace."
." He casually pulled off the Qiankun bag that was wrapped around Tomorrow's body.
The process of killing Bao Tomorrow may seem ordinary, but in fact it is dangerous. If you make one mistake, it will be doomed and everything will be reversed.
Golden elixir monks are very sensitive to omens of danger, but will leave if there is a hint of danger. If Xueru showed murderous intent or hostility towards him from the beginning, Bao Tomorrow would definitely sense it and take precautions in advance.
Everything went as planned. Bao Tomorrow was finally fooled. When he was furious, his thoughts were all on Yang Jiong and Qiankun Bag. While he was in shock, the defense of the Zi Mansion relaxed, and Xueru's spiritual thoughts penetrated Bao Tomorrow's Zi Mansion.
Mansion.
Under normal circumstances, Yuanying monks cannot easily break through the Zifu of Jindan monks. Unless the level difference is too big, such as late Yuanying and early Jindan. Although the spirit of the elves is much stronger than that of ordinary Yuanying, Xueru
The spirit is weak, less than one out of ten. Even under two blows, the golden elixir that contains tomorrow's body is not broken.
There is a spiritual seal left on the Qiankun Bag tomorrow. Yang Jiong concentrated on cracking the seal several times without success. The quality of his divine will is half a chip weaker than the golden elixir divine thought, and he can almost eliminate the seal on the Qiankun Bag.
Shen Nian. But over and over again, there is always a little lack of heat.
Xueru said: "Give it to me!" She took the Qiankun bag, broke the seal, and threw it to Yang Jiong. She was not even interested in taking a look at the items in the Qiankun bag. In the eyes of Yuanying monk, a middle-stage Jindan monk Qiankun