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The ninth-layer cultivator of the Tribulation was also smashed to the bone, and the monk who had not undergone the refining body was no different from a mortal except for his divine sense and spiritual power, and he did not have the slightest power to resist in the face of such an irregular place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.infohp:

Although the Crossing Monk also broke his bones after he landed, he didn't feel pain, and his eyes looked straight at the formation mage next to him, at this moment this formation mage had been smashed into flesh, and he couldn't die anymore.

The heart of the ninth-layer monk is dripping blood at the moment, and the things he has worked so hard to calculate have now become a shackle that binds him, even if he gets the strange treasure here, it is completely impossible to break this formation, that is to say, although he was not killed by the fall, it is a sure thing to be trapped by the formation.

Can something so unexpected happen without despairing?

At this moment, this monk was not in the mood to grab the treasure at all, and he wanted to cry without tears when he looked at the formation mage who died in front of him and could no longer die, which was more uncomfortable than his own father died.

"Master?・・・・・・"

At this moment, a monk who had crossed the third floor of the robbery quickly ran towards this side, and it was obvious that the monk's injuries had recovered.

"Child?"

The monk realized that there was someone next to him, and it was his own apprentice, and in front of him, not far away, there was a quaint gate, a beam of light that soared into the sky, and this was indeed the source of the strange treasure.

It's just strange that the previous monks were all here, and it was clear that the treasure was just around the corner, so why didn't anyone go to grab it? Is there anything strange about this?・・・・・・

"Where's your brother?"

The ninth-layer cultivator barely suppressed the pain and distress all over his body, looked at the apprentice and began to inquire about the matter here.

"Senior brother, he ・・・・・・ he was thrown to death like this person. The monk named Tong'er pointed to the formation mage on the ground, believing that the master should be able to understand.

"Hmm!・・・・・・poof!・・・・・・" It's okay if this person doesn't say it, the ninth-layer monk has already left the matter of the formation mage behind, and he doesn't want to mention this matter again, but he didn't know that this loser came up and made himself think of a painful thing, and a mouthful of blood was not suppressed, and it spurted out directly.

After the revenge is far away, the enemy is inspected by the troubled Fang Nuosun

"Master?" ・・・・・・ Master?"

Tong'er hurriedly stepped forward to support the master, thinking that the master was vomiting blood caused by the sadness caused by hearing about the fall of the senior brother, it seems that the master did not care about these apprentices so much, right?

"Okay, it's okay for the teacher, let's not talk about this matter first, tell me why these people didn't go to grab the treasure? What the hell is going on here? Come one by one!"

"Oh, you know all these people here! They are all people I saw before, after we arrived here, we were all broken like you, until the injuries were healed some time ago, the first person who could walk was a woman in front of her, she was the little princess of the Underworld Thunder Dao Sect, and several of us recovered more than ten days later than her.

However, there is no difference between these ten days and an hour. ”

Saying this, Tong'er looked at Princess Xiangxiang who was walking in front of her, and seemed to intend to let Shizun take a look.

"What do you mean by that?" the Ninth Layer Cultivator didn't quite understand.

"Master, do you see the stream ahead? it's the three-foot-wide river!" said Tong'er, pointing ahead.

At this moment, the ninth-layer monks realized that there was indeed a river not far away, but this river was too small to be seen at all if they didn't look carefully, and there were five or six monks sitting on this side of the river, looking at the women on the other side of the river, and these people showed helplessness on their faces one by one, as if they were sighing something.

Suddenly, the ninth-layer monk seemed to feel that something was wrong, and if he looked closely, the woman was only one or two feet away from these monks sitting by the river, and the woman's footsteps had not stopped, walking forward quickly, and what was strange was that although the woman kept walking, the ground under her feet did not seem to move at all, that is to say, the woman had been standing still.

"Hmm?・・・・・・ how could this be?" the monk was really different this time, and it was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing after living so long.

"Master, I also tried to cross this river, but I walked hard for a month in this three-foot-wide river without crossing it, and finally I could only return weakly, and the monks sitting by the river were the same as me, and some even crossed the river, but when they saw the road ahead, they took the initiative to return to see if there were any other mysteries in this place.

It is estimated that even if there is any strangeness in this, it should be on this river, because from this river it has become a strange road of Lethe Chuan sighing, and now we are looking for something like the eye of the formation, guessing that there is a super formation here. ”

"Poof!poof!・・・・・・"

The monk named Tong'er had just talked about the formation, and suddenly aroused the sadness of this ninth-layer monk, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out again in a row, and this time he fainted directly.

Naturally, the others didn't care about the life or death of the Raider Monk, and continued to look for a shortcut to the Celestial Beam.

The knot is not far away, and Sun Qiu Mo Yangyue

Outside, at the entrance of the underground abyss, there is already a sea of people at this moment, and countless monks are frantically attacking the formation in front of them under the command of the Meteor Dao Sect Ancestor, although everyone knows the power of the formation in front of them, but these people are close to the treasure, if you just let everyone wait, it is estimated that these people will go crazy.

At this moment, all the Tribulation Cultivators in the Middle Heaven Domain were present, more than twenty people, plus hundreds of Kaiyuan Monks, and thousands of Fusion Monks attacking this formation at the same time, even the eighth-level peak formation had to tremble.

The revenge of the posterior department is far away, and the hatred is made by the yang lord

However, I have to admit that the eighth-level peak formation is powerful, and after ten days, these two formations have no intention of being loose at all, so I have to let the monks present add more force.

Boom, boom, ・・・・・・boom, ・・・・・・boom, boom

Another two months have passed, Zhang Wen finally arrived at the Meteor Dao Sect, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Wen put away the dragon boat in advance, now is not the time to swagger, there is no need for him to exaggerate so much.

After a step, Zhang Wen came to the place of the beam.

"Zhang Wen Xiaoyou?"

The Meteor Dao Sect Ancestor recognized Zhang Wen at a glance, and hurriedly leaned over enthusiastically, after so many years, since Zhang Wen was not destroyed by the people of the Purple Light Dao Sect, it proved that this Zhang Wen did have something to do with the Three Sages, otherwise he would not have been able to live so chicly.

"You?・・・・・・ you've advanced to the Tribulation?"

Shi Quan's brain roared, feeling that this was impossible, Zhang Wen seemed to be a Void Cultivator when he was in the Meteor Dao Sect, right? How could he be promoted to the Tribulation in just a few decades? This is impossible no matter what, it must be Zhang Wen who used some kind of trick, yes, it must be so.

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