Qian Jin said, "We are all tired, let's rest for a while and recover our internal strength." As he spoke, he walked with a few people to the ground near the edge of the space, and then used his thoughts to talk about his worries.

Several people listened to Qian Jin's thoughts, and they were also a little nervous, but their faces didn't show it, and Fu Chen said with a big grin, "Say it earlier, it will hurt the Buddha to wait here." ”

After a few people sat down, Qian Jin said with a divine thought, "After breaking the formation, I used my divine sense to see a person sitting inside, I don't know if it's dead or alive, how do we get in later, let's see if there is any good way." ”

In fact, everyone can't think of any good way, the door of the cave must be entered, even if you make a passage from somewhere else, you still have to face that person, it is better to simply enter through the gate and face him directly.

After asking a few people about their mental power, Qian Jin said, "I'll open the door later, and you will stand on both sides, but be careful that the person rushes out together with the stone wall, make all preparations to deal with it, and send out a full blow according to the situation." ”

After a day of recovery, Qian Jin's internal strength was fully restored, and his mental power was restored to eighty. After learning that several people had recovered to their best condition, Qian Jin said, "Tiger Ben Daoist, you go to the edge of the space to be on guard, someone will warn us when someone comes, and the rest of us, let's go to the cave house to have a look!" This is the routine that has been discussed yesterday.

Walking to the door, Qian Jin stood alone in the middle, and the other six people were lined up on both sides, located in the dead corner of the door frame.

Qian Jin said, "Let's go, let's go in together!"

In an instant, all six of them struck a palm towards the door of the cave, and the hurricane rushed straight towards the door of the cave from Qian Jin's side. This is also the plan that several people began to discuss.

Qian Jin shouted violently, "Retreat!" and he drew a longitudinal spatial crack in front of him as he retreated.

Just like the situation encountered in the space, the huge stone gate of the cave house flew straight towards Qian Jin, and the monk inside was indeed not dead, but his legs were missing, and it was an old man with gray hair, with a huge scar on his face, and his face was hideous. The moment the door was burst open, he immediately unleashed an incomparably powerful blow, while spitting out a mouthful of old blood from his mouth.

The stone gate rushed towards Qian Jin, but after being blocked by spatial cracks, most of the power was eliminated, and when it hit Qian Jin's body, it was estimated that it was only two percent of the initial strength.

However, these two percent of the strength is not something that Qian Jin can resist, he was hit by the stone door and flew upside down by a foot and a half, and was pulled down by Chen Ping'an risking death from the side, and the door panel continued to fly backwards, and the big stone slab was torn to pieces by a series of spatial cracks.

Qian Jin was hit by the door panel that smashed the spatial crack he had drawn, and a mouthful of blood spit out involuntarily, and after being pulled aside by Chen Ping'an, the bones of his two forearms cracked, and his internal organs were slightly oozing blood, and he still felt that his brain was blank.

The old man was surprised that his first blow did not have a noticeable effect, and when he saw the two monks striking at them, he pushed them towards them with a high-palm blow, and then spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Qian Jin quietly released a sword of intent, drilled down the ground into the cave, and after entering the cave, he quietly floated behind the old man and stabbed at him.

The attacks of Whisk Dust and Silent Dust were gently shattered by the old man's blow, and the two of them were slapped upside down by his palm wind. Qian Jin reached out and pulled the two of them down, lest they be beaten to the spatial crack.

The old man felt Qian Jin's Mind Sword, and as soon as his Mind Power came out, he knocked the Mind Sword back again and again, Qian Jin saw that the Mind Sword was useless, so he simply took back the Mind Sword, and then sacrificed his mother Ding and hit the old man.

The old man struck at the mother tripod with one palm, and the mother tripod was not allowed to enter if it was still three feet away from the door, but he vomited two mouthfuls of blood in a row; when Qian Jin saw this situation, he immediately sacrificed the Danhuo and rushed directly towards the cave mansion, enclosing the old man.

The old man didn't care about the Danhuo at first, but just released the internal force to protect him, but he didn't expect this Danhuo to be different from other Danhuo, when Qian Jin was studying the power of space, not only absorbed the power of space in the internal force. The power of space can also be integrated into the Danhuo.

Caught off guard, his hair and beard were burned, and his clothes were basically burned. Only then did he pay attention to it, and wanted to introduce the Danhuo into the space, but it had no effect, so he had no choice but to draw a space around himself and isolate himself from the Danhuo.

As soon as the space came out, the Danhuo was isolated, but Mu Ding directly hit the space wall he had drawn out, knocking its space into two shakes. Qian Jin didn't dare to continue to hit with the mother tripod, for fear that he would guide the mother tripod to another space.

Suddenly, Qian Jin shouted, "Use the immortal move, come one by one!" As he spoke, he took back the mother ding, and Danhuo continued to surround the old man.

Chen Ping'an was eager to try, and when he heard Qian Jin's shout, he rushed over and struck at the old man in the cave with all his might, and retreated with one blow.

The space in front of the old man was torn open, and Danhuo took advantage of the situation to rush in, and the old man spat out a mouthful of blood while drawing a space in front of him with his hand.

After Chen Ping'an sent out an immortal skill, he took a step back, and rushed over and sent another blow at the old man, so that the old man had to draw a spatial crack again to block the Danhuo.

Fuchen and Lichen saw that Chen Ping'an sent two blows in a row, not caring about the pain, and then one person also struck one blow; after Jingchen replaced them, he sent two blows in a row; Li Ape and Daoqiao each also struck two blows.

After everyone sent out an immortal skill, the old man's appearance was already extremely old, and he looked like he could be blown by the wind.

To be honest, Qian Jin was still a little unbearable to kill the old man like this at first, but the other party also had the intention of killing everyone from the beginning, so his attitude was much more decisive than that of the dying immortal in the space, and he just wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

Moreover, he is now riding a tiger and can't get down, and the bones of his forearms are cracked, and he continues to use Danhuo like this, causing his mental power, which was not fully recovered, to drop to sixty percent, and his internal strength to seventy percent. If you don't take the opportunity to kill him, he may be killed, and he is the absolute main force.

Seeing that a few people were no longer able to attack, Qian Jin had to shoot again, but only with one percent of his internal force to attack.

When the first attack passed, the old man's spatial crack was torn open twice, and the Dan Huo surged in, leaving Dao scars on his face and body, and Qian Jin obviously heard him moan.

The old man stretched out his hand and continued to stretch out his hand in front of him, smoothing out the space again, so that the Dan Fire outside could not enter, and the Dan Fire that entered the inside disappeared on its own.

With this experience, Qian Jin gave him every fifteen minutes, and after three strokes, his internal strength was only thirty percent, so he asked Chen Ping'an to come over, and asked him to attack with only one percent of his internal strength. He took out the spirit stone for recovery, and every trace of internal force added was very important for his own life.

Chen Ping'an used to be a monk and them, but every time they struck with all their might. Wheel war, harassment war, the old man couldn't stop, and kept vomiting blood.

After holding on for three days, he couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly fell to the right side; Qian Jin put away the Danhuo, but still didn't feel at ease, and used a percent internal force to pierce its space, and sacrificed an idea sword to insert it into his sea of knowledge, and then sacrificed another sword of thought and slowly flew over, inserting it into his sea of knowledge again. There was no reaction in this way, and the old man should have completely lost his ability to resist.

Suddenly, Qian Jin remembered something, quickly ran in, wiped out the chaotic space in front of the old man, used his divine sense to investigate around him, and finally found the old man's storage space, and shouted outward, "Come in!"

Due to the lack of mental support, the old man's storage space was close to collapse, Qian Jin spelled out the last of the internal force, quickly tore open his storage space, and said, "Go in and move things, the sooner the better!"

When the seven people heard this, they immediately rushed in, ran all the way to the storage ring to clean up, and put the shelves and everything into it.

After they cleaned up all the immediately, Qian Jin no longer had half of his internal strength and one percent of his mental power left, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Fuchen asked with rare concern, "Qian Jin boy, can't you die?"

Qian Jin glanced at him, "Monk, if you die, I am definitely not dead." ”

Fuchen laughed and said, "This time it's developed! The Buddha has wine to drink." Okay, I don't want anything else, I'll give each of you a hundred jars of wine, and the rest of the wine will be mine. ”

Monk Lichen, "Senior brother, I seem to see that there are tens of thousands of bars, so you also take too much, right?"

Fuchen said angrily, "You senior brother, how can you talk nonsense, there are only more than 2,200 altars in total, and you can talk about tens of thousands of altars." Seeing that everyone was looking at him without a moment's notice, "Okay, one hundred and eighty altars for each of you, is that enough?"

The dusty monk muttered, "It's still my senior brother, I actually buried my junior brother like this, and I don't want such a senior brother." ”

Chen Ping'an said, "I don't know what level this monk is, but he was dragged to death by us." ”

Li Ape, "I just looked at it, there is not a single pill, there are some medicinal herbs, but they are also quite few. It should be that the injury is too serious, I can't heal it, and I can't leave it, but I didn't expect to be found by us. ”

Qian Jin, "Every time he fights back, we have to vomit a mouthful of blood, and I know he won't last long." If not, it is not that we dragged him to death, but that he dragged us to death. ”

Daoqiao, "If it weren't for that, I guess Qian Daoyou would have called us to run away together." ”

"Don't talk about those Laoshizi, hurry up and divide the spoils, give you one hundred and eighty jars of wine per person first, and I will give you two jars per person to drink." Boy, the two of us drink, they share the spoils, anyway, you can't trust your Buddha. ”

Chen Ping'an, "There are too many things, and they can't be placed in this cave, so you need to go outside to put them open." ”

Fuchen's eyes bulged, "You bull-nosed, you won't take seven empty storage rings, just transfer them directly." Now go outside, if people find out, who else will be able to fight?"

Jingchen smiled, "That's fine." My unreliable junior brother finally came up with a good idea. ”