Chapter 1051: The Twelve States of Tianyun Treasure

Chapter 1051: The Twelve States of Tianyun Treasure

"How is it possible that a mere cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul can shake this interface."

In the black light, the demon frowned, and there was a faint expression of horror in his eyes. It seemed that he really underestimated the young master of Liyao Palace, and the other party was definitely not an ordinary early-stage monk.

Never let him escape!

Thinking of this, a hostile look flashed across the demon's face, and it turned into a startled rainbow, disappearing into the sky.

...

Boom!

On the other side, Tian Xiaojian's face was also ugly, his second soul had already fallen, needless to say, the other party must have rushed to this side with all his strength.

The speed must be fast, otherwise what awaits you will be an unimaginable result.

He didn't want to face the monsters in the late stage of Yiyuanying, Tian Xiaojian no longer kept his hand, and the Netherworld Broken Heart Sword was full of ghosts, and he wanted to tear open the crack fiercely, but this process was not easy.

Although the crack was expanding little by little, the speed was too slow.

Tian Xiaojian gritted his teeth, put all distracting thoughts behind him, and focused on manipulating the magic weapon in his hand.

In a blink of an eye, the time for a meal passed.

Tian Xiaojian suddenly shook his hand and released his consciousness, he had sensed the monster, so the opponent was less than a hundred miles away from him.

Tian Xiaojian's face turned blue.

The distance of a hundred miles, for the later existence, is just a blink of an eye.

He glanced at the gap, but he still couldn't get through.

It seems that some price must be paid.

Tian Xiaojian made up his mind, stretched out his hand and beat his chest, and opened his mouth to spray a blood mist.

The blood mist was quickly absorbed by the Netherworld Broken Heart Sword.

The blade of the sword suddenly turned red, and a bloody aura spread out...

"disease!"

Tian Xiaojian stretched out his finger, pointing forward with a solemn expression.

The Youming Heartbreaker flashed, and a grimace appeared on the surface of the sword. Although the flash was fleeting, the ferocious aura made people feel chills all over.

Then the sword cut forward dignifiedly and slowly.

The action is really slow.

However, there was a beam of light that reached the sky and ground.

The crackling sound came to the ears, as if the vitality of the surrounding world was aroused.

boom!

The ground trembled, the crack was finally torn open, and a hole about ten feet wide appeared in front of my eyes.

Tian Xiaojian was overjoyed, but his expression was extremely solemn, because the monster was only ten miles away from here, and Tian Xiaojian slipped through the crack without even thinking about it.

But without the attack, the space crack quickly shrunk.

"No……"

In the distance, the figure of the monster had already appeared. Seeing the prey escaped from the trap at the last moment, he couldn't help being startled and angry. He raised his hand and slashed fiercely, a black crescent light blade emerged.

However, it was a bit late, and the cracks had disappeared. Although the light blade was powerful, it was far from enough to break through the space.

"hateful!"

The monster was startled and angry, and it was unimaginable that he let the monks in the early stage of the Yiyuanying escape from him several times, and he was about to fly into a rage.

Suddenly, he turned around, staring at the left side of the image with red eyes, and when he raised his hand, there was a demonic saber light.

"Fellow Daoist has anger in his heart, so he should think about how to remedy it. How did he vent it on the old man?"

A sigh came into the ear, and then a milky white aura appeared, and it was not afraid of the attack of the monsters in the later period. With one roll, the light of the sword in the sky became invisible.

"It's you!"

The monster's eyes were fixed, and it was Zhenjun Beiming who appeared in front of him.

"That's right, it's the old man."

"Why are fellow daoists here?" The monster's face has returned to normal. Anyway, he is also a late existence, so naturally he will not let the other party see a joke.

"It's nothing. The old man is idle in Yunling Mountain. Rather than having nothing to do, it's better to come to help fellow Taoists." Zhenjun Beiming said so.

"Fellow Daoist really has a heart." The demon nodded, with a look of gratitude on his face, of course, it definitely didn't think so in his heart.

"Now that naughty kid has escaped, what do you plan to do?"

"It goes without saying that although the souls of the four Nascent Soul monks are barely enough as a medium to activate the formation, we must not let the variables appear. Naturally, we have to catch up with him and draw his soul away. Refining the soul." The demon said fiercely.

"Hmm." Zhenjun Beiming nodded: "Fellow Daoist's words are not bad, but if I remember correctly, this is not the node of the independent space, and we can't pass through it."

"Hmph, of course I know this, but his little guy in the early stage of a Nascent Soul can forcefully break through the space barrier, can't you and I not do it, at most consume some mana, it's not too late, let's do it now, So as not to let him run away." The demon said viciously.

"All right!"

True Monarch Beiming nodded. He didn't want the Demon Ancestor to make a mistake. With a flick of his sleeve, a ray of white light flew out of his sleeve. It was a short knife, but the style was very strange, and the fluctuation of spiritual power was no small matter. Of course, this It's not his talisman.

The monster opened its mouth, and a gray light flew out of its body. It was a black steel fork, and then the two late stage old monsters manipulated their respective treasures, and punched fiercely into the void in front of them.

...

The cave of the monk in the separation and reunion period was much larger than he imagined. This was Lin Xuan's first feeling after detecting it with his spiritual sense. He let the two women walk behind him. Although the possibility was very small, he was afraid that there would be Hidden prohibitions appear.

Lin Xuan searched one stone room after another, and the first few rooms were not found much. After about half an hour, only the last stone room was left that had not been entered.

"Master, is this last room also empty?"

Yue'er felt a little uneasy, but Lin Xuan's performance was much more optimistic: "Don't worry, it won't happen."

"Why?"

"Silly girl, think about it, if there are no treasures in the cave, why did that ancient monk still leave such a powerful formation around him? Wouldn't it be superfluous?"

"Well, that's not bad." Yue'er nodded, the young master was indeed much more thoughtful than herself.

But that being said, Lin Xuan's heart is actually not so peaceful. There will definitely be treasures, but it's hard to say what there are and how many there are.

After spending so much effort, Lin Xuan naturally hopes to have a satisfactory harvest.

Taking a breath, Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and pushed towards the stone door. With the rumbling sound, he walked into the last quiet room.

The area is not large, only seven or eight feet square, and some luminescent gemstones are inlaid on the stone wall. With a sweep of Lin Xuan's spiritual sense, everything is clear at a glance.

There are not many things, but there are three boxes in the corner near the stone wall, and they are dusty, without any conspicuous place.

Lin Xuan's face showed joy instead. The fewer things, the more it proves that they may be high-quality products. More does not mean good. Lin Xuan is looking forward to it. What will this senior in the separation period leave for himself?