Chapter 1117 Twelve Cloud States

Chapter 1117 Twelve Cloud States

There was a light stabbing sound, and to the surprise of the three old monsters, the monk surnamed Chen broke through the mask in front of him very easily.

The demon appeared in front of his eyes without any cover, looking more and more ferocious and evil.

But what reassures the three is that the monster's eyes are still tightly closed. Could it be that...

Is this monster's lifespan really exhausted?

The three were overjoyed, but they didn't dare to be careless because of this.

"disease!"

The cultivator surnamed Chen pointed at the magic weapon in front of him, and the dark green flying knife flashed and turned into a ray of sharp light, slashing fiercely at the demon's neck.

With a soft ding, the flying knife was easily bounced away. The expression of the monk surnamed Chen changed, and his pupils shrank slightly.

But soon, he let out a "hum", and the throwing knife made a turn in mid-air, and slashed at the demon's lower abdomen again.

This time, there was no barrier, and along with the purple-black blood, the flying knife easily pierced through the monster's body.

"Sure enough, you can cut into places without scales!"

The monk surnamed Chen was talking to himself, and the other two old monsters were also overjoyed. They each manipulated the monsters in front of the magic weapon to attack, and quickly cut the monster into pieces.

Still not satisfied, they breathed out baby fire again, and even the corpses were reduced to ashes.

"call!"

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, with ecstatic expressions on their faces, secretly glad that they didn't retreat just now, seeking wealth and wealth, it seems that today's bet was right.

Looking at the jade box suspended in mid-air, the eyes of the three became extremely fiery.

Retrieving the treasure requires the cooperation of three people, and the method is also recorded in the jade tube slip.

"Two fellow daoists, let's each inject some mana into those bronze vessels, and then we can get the treasure." The monk surnamed Chen said as he stepped forward a few steps to the front of the giant cauldron, raised his right hand, and folded his palm Paste on it.

Liu Mei and the old man looked at each other, hesitated for a while, each chose one, and put their hands on the copper basin and the giant vat respectively.

"rise!"

The monk surnamed Chen showed satisfaction on his face, and with a loud shout, he poured all his mana into the copper tripod without reservation.

Although the other two old monsters murmured a little in their hearts, at this point, they naturally had to follow suit.

With a "huh", the blue ghost fire suddenly burst into flames. The ground also began to tremble slightly.

But other than that, there were no visions.

Headed by monk surnamed Chen, the three of them poured spiritual power into it continuously.

...

Just like that, an hour passed.

Although they were immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage, the faces of the three of them turned pale.

"Brother Chen, how long do we have to enter?" the old man frowned.

"Hmph, how can you not pay a little bit to obtain the treasure, but you will lose a little spiritual power, and you can recover after a little meditation. Why is it so hard, brother Murong?" The monk surnamed Chen shook his head, with a look of disapproval on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, it's easy to say, you are a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, how can I compare with Fairy Liu?" The old man complained, but until now, he can only slander.

After spending most of the night, guessing that the sun was about to rise, the three Nascent Soul cultivators also consumed most of their mana, and finally a head-sized fireball spewed out from the basin, vat, and cauldron, dazzling , The monk surnamed Chen showed joy on his face, waved his hands, and punched several magic formulas into it.

The three fireballs seemed to be drawn by something, and slowly approached in the middle, and then began to merge with each other.

"disease!"

The monk surnamed Chen pointed at him, those fireballs flashed, and then turned into an arm.

This hand is chubby, looks round and plump, actually looks like a baby's hand, but it is dark green, which is a bit weird, and in the palm, there is also a small flag.

The monk surnamed Chen was overjoyed. This was exactly the same as the description in the jade tube slip. He quickly made a tactic, and his arm waved the command flag. A gust of wind flew out from the inside and flew towards the jade box not far away.

The jade box was wrapped in a layer of purple halo.

Different from the protective shield they broke earlier, although this layer of halo is only the size of a skull, it is extremely tough, and there are countless runes faintly looming on the surface. The three of them have also tried bombardment with magic weapons. As a result, it was bounced back instead, and the magic weapon damaged a little spirituality.

The three old monsters couldn't help being taken aback, their faces turned blue, they had never heard of such a thing that a layer of protective cover could actually injure the magic weapon, of course they knew that it was impossible for them to break through it.

So the monk surnamed Chen gave up the idea of ​​tricking, and honestly followed the method of getting treasures from the jade tube.

I saw that when the wind hit the mask, it didn't bounce off, but merged into it, and the mask seemed to be weakened a little.

The cultivator surnamed Chen didn't dare to be negligent, and kept waving his hands. Following his movements, more and more evil winds flew out of the flag...

After making an appointment for a meal, there was a light stabbing sound, and the mask burst like a blister.

The three breathed a sigh of relief, and the expressions on their faces became extremely fiery.

"Two fellow daoists, come down to take this Xuantian Mingbao, do you have any objections?" After a while, the monk surnamed Chen spoke slowly, and the spiritual pressure on his body was released intentionally or unintentionally.

"Of course I have no objection, but before the auction of the treasure, Fairy Liu and I will always follow Brother Chen." The white-haired old man nodded, but a very cunning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's right, that's exactly what I want to say." The female cultivator named Liu Mei took a step forward and opened her lips slightly.

"Why, the two fellow Taoists are still afraid of fleeing privately with treasures?" the monk surnamed Chen said in a slightly cold voice.

"Brother Chen, Ming people don't speak dark words. Although the three of us have known each other for a hundred years, everyone knows the rules of the world of cultivating immortals. In front of such a treasure, a little friendship is nothing. I don't know what Fairy Liu is thinking. Anyway, the old man will never trust you." The old man raised his brows and said without showing any affection.

"Hmph, brother Murong is quick to speak, anyway, if you speak clearly, we will let no one think about it. If you want to follow the old man, there is no problem, but the Xuantian Mingbao must be entrusted to me for safekeeping." Chen surnamed The monk snorted coldly, at this point, it was considered embarrassing.

"No, if you use Xuantian Mingbao to deal with us..." Liu Mei shook her head, not agreeing to this proposal.

The other party is a mid-term monk, and she and the old man can barely maintain a balance of power. If the other party is in charge of the treasure, wouldn't it be possible to lose his life.

"Hmph, the fairy's good intentions are just superfluous. Even ordinary ancient treasures have to be sacrificed before they can be used. You think Xuantian Mingbao can be easily driven. With two fellow Taoists following, even if the old man has such a heart, I'm afraid I can't use it." Powerless." The monk surnamed Chen sneered and mocked.

This is quite reasonable. As Nascent Soul cultivators, the two of them naturally have extensive knowledge. If they say that the Xuantian Mingbao can be used in their hands, they also do not believe it.

The two hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

The monk surnamed Chen sneered, stepped forward proudly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the jade box.

It's a bit cold, but other than that, I don't feel anything else.

"Chen Daoyou, open it quickly and take a look. I have lived for more than seven hundred years, but I have never seen such a treasure of this level. Although it will be auctioned in the end, I have to feast my eyes." The old man's face was full of greed. Come together.

Liu Mei's reaction was similar, Xuantian Mingbao, just thinking about it makes one's whole body hot.

For such a request, the monk surnamed Chen naturally had no reason to refuse, not to mention that he himself was also very curious about this legendary treasure.

So he held the jade box lightly with one hand, and was about to open the lid with the other, but at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The hall they were in suddenly shook violently, the magnitude was jaw-dropping, and huge boulders weighing thousands of catties began to fall rumblingly.

In the depths of the mountainside, it collapsed inexplicably.

what happened?

The three old monsters were surprised, but they didn't show any fear. If ordinary mortals encountered such a situation, they would definitely be buried alive, but they just opened their spiritual shields, and they were as stable as Mount Tai.

And the weird vibration came and went quickly, but after a few breaths, it calmed down again, and the three found that they appeared in a closed stone cave.

The passageway to come in has been blocked. This cave is much smaller than the previous hall, only twenty feet wide.

"What's going on?" The old man turned his head and looked around, and asked with a strange expression.

"I don't know who I am, but we seem to be buried alive in the mountain wall now." Liu Mei said with flickering eyes.

"Buried alive? The fairy was joking. How could some earth and rocks trap me and other monks? I was careful when I came here, because I was afraid that the Xueming Gate would be alarmed. Now that the treasure is in my hands, even if it is trapped by a few old monsters from the Xueming Gate." I found out that there is no serious problem, and if we really fight, we may not be the opponent, but they will not be able to stop me." The monk surnamed Chen said disapprovingly, and then with a flick of his sleeve robe, the magic weapon of the flying knife turned into a wisp of fierce Mang, slashed fiercely on the mountain wall.

Not to mention the magic weapon of Nascent Soul, even if it is a spirit weapon of a disciple in the first stage of agility, it can easily crush a huge boulder of ten thousand catties, but something stunned happened. Except for the white marks, there was no effect.

How can it be?

The three of them were stunned, and almost suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes. How could the dignified Nascent Soul cultivator's all-out blow fail to break an ordinary rock?

Could it be that……

The expressions of the three of them changed wildly, but soon they each flew forward and checked the surrounding rock walls.

"No veins."

"As long as it is an ordinary rock, how is it possible? Why is the rock so hard?" Liu Mei gathered her spiritual power in her hand and poked hard at the mountain wall, but it didn't have any effect.

The three of them looked at each other with extremely ugly expressions, and an ominous premonition rose from behind.

Could it be that the Xuantian Mingbao is not for suppressing monsters, is there other weirdness hidden in this Xueming Mountain?