It's no wonder they have such expressions, according to the rules, in this level, everyone will be their opponents and competitors. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you want to live, you must get the treasure in the shape of a wine glass, and if others fall, your chances will naturally be much greater, but the truth is true, because there are too many people present, and no one will do anything when they are involved with each other.

The river mussels compete with each other, and the fishermen profit, this simple and easy-to-understand truth, the monks present are well aware of it.

Although if you want to pass this level, everyone will inevitably meet each other, but it will never be here and now!

Sou......

The sound of breaking the air came to my ears, but it was an immortal cultivator with a hooked nose, who suddenly turned into a shocking rainbow, soared into the sky, flashed a few times, and disappeared into the distant sky.

The monks were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, since this place is not suitable for fighting, and if they continue to stay here, it will be useless, rather than delaying the time in vain, it is better to find the treasure in the shape of the wine glass first.

After all, in addition to strength, there is also luck, the latter is more important, but if you can find the treasure one step ahead, even if the strength is weak, it is still possible to win in the competition in this level......

With this ideal clear, naturally no one will stay in place stupidly, and each of them will be covered in green and turned into colorful rainbows and left the basin.

Ling Xian is also one of them.

Because there were no hints in the jade pupil, he didn't know where to find the treasure, but Ling Xian was not aimless, the treasure in the shape of a wine cup was certainly determined to be obtained, and another thing had to be done.

Kill the Ghost Ancestor!

Now is a godsend.

In the case of the same realm, it is not said that there is a 10% certainty, but 80% is still there.

Although he had already made a choice, when he left the basin, Ling Xian's choice was in a different direction from the other party, and he didn't want to expose his intentions too early.

That old monster has lived for more than 200,000 years, even if his strength has been weakened a lot here, but the depth of his scheming is staggering, otherwise he and the Huayu Sect were both Tongxuan monks, and they would not have been played by him.

Ling Xian didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he naturally had to be careful.

He didn't want to steal chickens and rice, but was attacked by this old monster's calculations.

As for whether he would lose it, Ling Xian was not worried, when he was in the basin, he was already unaware, and he unknowingly played a small trick and planted a trace mark on the other party.

Even if his divine sense would be weakened here, with this thing to rely on, Ling Xian was confident that he would be able to find the other party's hiding place at any time.

Thinking so in his heart, Ling Xian landed in the light, and then carefully examined himself.

There is no other reason, since you can not know it, and the ghost can unknowingly plant the mark of tracking on the other party, then the other party can naturally do the opposite.

So, it's a must to check it again.

After a while, Ling Xian raised his head, there was nothing wrong with his body, it seemed that he had too much heart.

However, there is no big mistake in being careful, eating a trench, growing wise, facing the ghost master, Ling Xian did not dare to be careless and take it lightly.

The only choice you have to make now is whether to find the treasure first, or to destroy the Demon Master first.

No matter which one you do first, there are pros and cons, and you need to consider the subtleties in between.

Ling Xian thought as he slowly flew forward.

However, just after flying a few miles, Ling Xian's face suddenly changed, and without saying a word, he slapped the storage bag, and a small black round shield was sacrificed by him.

Thorn ......

An arm-thick, azure bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the small shield that swirled and grew larger.

The lightning was shining, but Ling Xian had already retreated with a gloomy face.

Thunderbolt!

High-level offensive technique, this technique can only be mastered by immortal cultivators who have survived the second heavenly tribulation, of course, it is even more powerful when it is performed by Yuanying monks.

Ling Xian didn't expect to be targeted by the enemy so quickly.

His face turned cold, and he let out his divine sense and swept it nearby, and finally his gaze fell on a stone a few feet away.

"Don't hide, Your Excellency hasn't shown up yet, do you have to wait for me to do it. ”

"Huh?"

A voice full of surprise, slightly hoarse, I saw that the stone shook for a while, and a big living person was conjured up before my eyes.

The body is thin, the face is scorched, he looks about forty years old, his appearance is extremely ordinary, Ling Xian has no impression at all, the other party is an extremely inconspicuous one of the monks who have entered this level.

"Boy, how did you find me?"

The other party's face was full of unkindness, he originally wanted to wait here for the rabbit, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the prey to come, but first the lightning falling technique was blocked, and then even the earth transformation talisman he bought at a high price was actually recognized by the other party, how could he not be shocked and angry?

Ling Xian didn't answer the other party's question, and a cold voice came into his ears: "Don't pretend here, you are more than one person, what about the two companions who came with you, why don't you come out and meet with Ling." ”

"Companion, what companion?"

Shi Fan's face changed: "What Your Excellency said, I don't understand!"

"So far, you're still pretending to be stupid, then let Ling take matters into his own hands and invite them out!" Ling Xian didn't have time to talk to the other party.

With a flick of his robe, a sky-blue fairy sword flew out, which was naturally not his natal treasure, but in this case, there was no need to go all out.

The sword light was sharp, and the speed was even faster, turning into a blue match, flying like dozens of zhang in front of it, where there was originally nothing, but as the flying sword approached, it rippled like water waves.

Then a man dressed as a Confucian student appeared, and in a panic he offered his treasure, which was a folding fan.

Intercepting the blue flying sword, the sound of impact suddenly kept coming into his ears, although because of the prohibition, Ling Xian's cultivation was compressed to the middle of the Yuan Infant Period.

But even if the realm is the same, his strength is far superior to that of immortal cultivators of the same level.

Although the blue flying sword was not Ling Xian's natal treasure, its power was also good, it was an ancient treasure, so soon, the man dressed as a Confucian student fell behind.

Shi Fan's face changed, and it was naturally impossible to stand by and take care of it, but before he could help, he saw Ling Xian's sleeve robe flicked.

An ancient bronze bell emerges.

But it's the same size as a fist.

But when I saw the green light, it became bigger and taller in a blink of an eye.

Ling Xian flicked his fingers.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the bell is quaint, but it is accompanied by sound waves visible to the naked eye, which seem to spread out in circles.

Sonic Attack!

That Shi Fan's face became extremely ugly.

had to retreat, and at the same time, there was an exclamation in his ears, but it was the third immortal cultivator who had been lying in ambush on the side, and he had to appear. (To be continued.) )