About a quarter of an hour later, the magic circle covering the cave on the hill suddenly opened a small gap, and a strange red escape light shot out from it. It trembled slightly and then rushed out quickly.
The blood-red light escape speed is extremely fast, even compared to the monks in the pill formation stage, it is only a little inferior.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Kun's mouth, and he stopped talking. The thunderball was reduced to the size of a projectile by his magic power, and he had long hidden it in his hand.
Seeing this red escaping light, Lu Kun's hands expanded in a small circle, and a purple marble was ejected directly. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.
"puff!"
A faint voice came out, and the blood-red light was paused. The bloody light outside dissipated, revealing the figure of a man in black robes.
This man was lying on a leaf-shaped magic weapon. There was a small blood hole on his head. His pupils were dilated, and his eyes showed a trace of happiness that he had escaped.
Then another lightning ball hit his body, and a bolt of lightning burst out, burning the immortal cultivator's body to ashes. Then the two lightning balls returned to the size of a fist, and dexterously clamped the flying magic weapon and the storage bag
In it, I want to fly away from where I was.
Seeing the power of this move, Lu Kun nodded silently in his heart. After entering the pill formation stage, his magic power further stimulated the magical power of Silver Dragon Meteor Iron to transform.
In addition to being able to make this lightning ball larger by his urging, it can even be reduced to the size of a marble.
Originally, Lu Kun's fighting habit was to use even bigger iron balls to bombard the enemy with huge power.
However, some time ago, among the second-generation disciples he recruited, he discovered a top-notch warrior who was proficient in the magical power of snapping fingers, which immediately gave him a lot of inspiration.
Under the control of Lu Kun's exquisite power, he can also exert great power on marble-sized lightning balls. Although the thunder balls are only pseudo-magic weapons, the core Silver Dragon Meteor Iron is the talent of a great monk in the late Yuan Ying period.
Can be smelted.
This material alone can resist any magic weapon and will not be shattered by the power of the magic weapon. It just cannot exert the magic power of Lu Kun at the elixir formation stage.
Since the fingertips and forearms exert force on each other, the force contained therein is not high.
Even if Lu Kun activates his arm-penetrating magical power, the force of the fingertips' ejection is barely close to the threshold of one hundred thousand kilograms. Fortunately, its penetrating power is extremely strong, and its true power still reaches the level of the pill formation stage.
If this thunder ball had been refined to the level of a psychic magic weapon, including its magical power, the opponent would not have taken it so easily when he attacked the old man of Tianjian Sect before.
As for the Jiuyoumen monk who had just escaped with the Blood Escape Technique, he was easily hit by the lightning marbles at his fingertips. With his cultivation in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, he was unable to withstand attacks at the level of the Core Formation stage and was easily killed by Lu Kun.
It wasn't until Lu Kun grabbed the storage bag of the Nine Nether Sect monks that Li Qianfeng on the side realized. This scene of killing immortal cultivators in a snap was deeply imprinted in his mind, and his desire to practice suddenly changed.
Be extremely determined.
At this moment, the magic circle was opened with a tremor, and Pan Yan and Zhao Qingtian walked out with ugly expressions. They relaxed a little when they saw the storage bag in Lu Kun's hand.
Then Pan Yan spoke loudly to behind him, and more than twenty middle-aged men and women supported each other and staggered out. When Li Qianfeng saw this, he immediately used some kind of light skill and rushed over.
Li Qianfeng's actions were immediately noticed by these warriors, but when they saw the person coming, many of them showed joy.
"Iron Fist Li Qianfeng!"
"Brother Li!"
"Brother Li seems to be with them and is really here to save us!"
These surviving warriors all seemed to know Li Qianfeng, and the last trace of doubt on their faces disappeared.
At this time, Lu Kun turned into a dazzling electric light and shot towards the cave.
"Qingtian, sacrifice the Silver Dragon Spirit Shuttle, pull out the marks on these warriors, and briefly treat their injuries. We are going to leave immediately."
Zhao Qingtian nodded, then took out the Silver Dragon Spirit Shuttle, and fired out a series of spells. The lavender spirit shuttle expanded to its limit, and then organized the remaining warriors to come to him and Pan Yan one by one to remove the Nine Nether Gate's enemies.
mark.
This mark is extremely hidden and cannot be discovered by ordinary people in the early stage of foundation building. However, Zhao Qingtian and the others are able to detect and remove it because of their divine sense skills and their spiritual consciousness which are much stronger than those of monks in the same level of foundation building.
And healing injuries is what Zhao Qingtian is best at. He possesses the wood attribute mana of the Yuanmu Body Refining Art. In addition, these people also use the Body Refining Art of the same origin as the Vajra Art. This simple treatment does not cost much at all.
time.
When Zhao Qingtian was treating the warrior, he looked at the cave from time to time. His face was quite heavy.
After he and Pan Yan went in before, they found that it was a completely purgatory scene inside.
Most of the warriors have merged with the flesh and blood of the zombies, but their consciousness is still there, enduring both mental and physical pain. The intermittent roars, screams, and gasps made their hair stand on end.
In the deepest part, there were about a dozen warriors who had completely transformed into corpses. Their godless eyes and broken warrior clothes made Zhao Qingtian and the others surprisingly angry.
The two of them immediately took action against the immortal cultivators from the Nine Nether Sect inside.
The people besieged in this place are all mortal warriors, so most of the people arranged by Jiuyou Sect are Qi Refining Stage disciples, and there is only one Foundation Establishment Stage disciple in charge.
Even if this disciple has the cultivation level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, it is nothing to Zhao Qingtian and the others. However, this disciple of the Foundation Establishment stage finally inspired some kind of secret technique and temporarily controlled all the warriors who were combined with the flesh and blood of the zombies.
So wait for an opportunity to escape and go out.
After he was killed by Lu Kun, the remaining corpse-refining warriors regained control of themselves, and after waking up, they committed suicide one after another. The scene of forty or fifty people committing suicide at the same time had a strong impact on Zhao Qingtian and the others.
Therefore, there were only about twenty warriors alive in the end. They were all warriors whose bodies were tempered by the cold force and had not yet been embedded with zombie flesh.
What Zhao Qingtian is currently treating is the bodies of these people who have been excessively damaged by the force of coldness.
Just like this, another quarter of an hour later, the marks in these warriors' bodies were all pulled out, their bodies recovered a lot, and they were barely able to walk alone.
Lu Kun also walked out of the cave. His face was calm and there was nothing unusual about it. He ordered all the warriors to enter the Silver Dragon Spirit Shuttle, and Zhao Qingtian controlled the fully loaded spirit shuttle.
Lu Kun absorbed the remaining people into the escape light, and he glanced coldly in the other direction of the Land of Death.
"Wang Shitong's method must be presided over by a monk in the Danjie stage. A monk in the Foundation stage would not dare to be so blatant."
"Hmph, when I arrange things in the Body Refining Pavilion, I will definitely kill this guy. No matter how powerful the blood escape technique is, it still needs time to cast. Now my move can completely interrupt his spellcasting by surprise."
After making a decision in his heart, Lu Kun used his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore the remaining warriors on the spiritual shuttle. After a while, he felt a little disappointed:
"Sure enough, spiritual root qualifications are very rare. None of them have spiritual roots, but their physical cultivation is not bad. All of them have the physical level of the third or fourth level of Vajra Art."
"But these people will also be helpful to the future development of the Body Refining Pavilion."
After murmuring a few words, Lu Kun and the Silver Dragon Spirit Shuttle shot away in the direction they came from.