Chapter 546 Three People with Different Agendas

As the tattooed female cultivator threw the formation-breaking beads, the formation that trapped the hunchbacked monk was immediately broken with a bang.

But then, the hunchbacked monk's angry voice sounded.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, what are you doing? Could it be that... you want to kill me while I'm trapped in the formation, so you can get a lot of resources and treasures, right?"

The fluctuations in the formation dissipated, and the hunchbacked monk appeared in everyone's sight in a very embarrassed state.

At this time, he had a gray face, his clothes were in tatters, and most of his eyebrows and hair were burnt black.

The most eye-catching thing is a bloody scar on his chest.

The aura around his body fluctuated. The hunchbacked monk had a straight face and glared at the tattooed female cultivator angrily as soon as he came out of the formation.

It was true that the tattooed female cultivator helped him break the formation, but when he broke the formation, a huge force hit him and he was seriously injured.

If he didn't have an excellent defensive treasure, he would probably be killed by this move.

"Humph, damn hunchback, what are you talking about?! How could I know that this formation is so weird that all the attacks from outside will be transferred to you. If I hadn't been kind enough to save you, do you think you could have come out? "The tattooed female cultivator snorted and stared at the hunchbacked monk dissatisfied.

"At least I won't be so seriously injured!" The hunchbacked monk pursed his lips, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Instead of dying in the hands of the enemy, he almost died in the hands of his own people. Thinking of this, the hunchbacked monk became more and more angry.

As for the tattooed nun's explanation, he couldn't listen at all at the moment.

"Okay, both of you, please stop saying a few words. The guy has no breath and is probably dead. Get your things quickly and get rid of the remaining people, so you can go back and recover!"

The yellow-toothed monk hurriedly spoke and called out to the two aggressive men.

The peripheral vision glanced at the tattooed female cultivator, and two fearful glances quickly flashed in her eyes.

Although he said this, his vigilance towards the tattooed female cultivator did not diminish at all.

Although the three of them are companions, their cultivation to this level means they believe in the so-called saint.

Lingling girl is actually just a cover.

When acting outside, they are wary of each other and plot against each other.

Just like now, facing this spiritual jade resource worth millions of spiritual stones, everyone wants to have it all to themselves, and everyone is worried about being accidentally sent to hell by an opponent.

"Brother Huang is right. Even if this guy dies, there should still be golden elixirs and remains."

"First get out his golden elixir and his remains."

The tattoo cultivator rolled her eyes, knowing that everyone was wary of each other, so there was no point in explaining.

He said loudly, waved his hand, and the ribbon moved instantly, and rolled towards the deep pit with great agility.

However, just as the tattooed female cultivator took action.

Countless formation marks suddenly appeared.

In the air, thick fog appeared without warning, covering the three of them in an instant.

"Huh? What's going on?" Huangya Cultivator raised his brows and felt strange when he saw in the fog, the ribbon belonging to the tattooed female cultivator, suddenly changed direction and came towards him with great momentum.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, you...even if you want to take the treasure as your own, you don't have to be so impatient, right?"

The yellow-toothed monk snorted coldly and his face became particularly ugly.

He scolded angrily, immediately filled up his true energy, and launched another powerful move.

The flying sword flashed bright yellow light, met Pi Lian, and disappeared into the thick fog.

On the other side, the hunchbacked monk was in the thick fog, and what he saw in front of him was a yellow sword light.

"Old Monster Huang, you..."

The hunchbacked monk's pupils shrank, ignoring his injuries. He hurriedly activated his true energy and shot out a palm-sized black shield attached to his palm.

The shield released strong energy and turned into a three-foot-long light shield, firmly protecting him.

The other hand becomes a sword finger, and the sword is pinched.

The fingers move, the sword moves!

In addition to defending, he also urged his sword to attack.

In the other corner of the formation, the tattooed female cultivator looked extremely solemn.

Holding the formation-breaking ball tightly in his hand, he looked at the sword light attack unique to the hunchback monk appearing in front of him. Even if he knew that it was caused by the formation, his mood would inevitably fluctuate.

"Damn it, where did this guy come from? He didn't even die after being attacked like this?"

The pretty brows furrowed and the tattooed female cultivator took a deep breath.

Without waiting for the attack to come, Shuanshou crushed the formation-breaking ball in his hand that was specially used to break formations and threw it.

"boom!!"

The formation-breaking ball exploded, and countless frost energy emerged.

The cold air filled the air, capturing and revealing the formation veins one after another.

The tattooed female cultivator saw the opportunity, raised her bare hand, and pushed it out with a palm, and her true energy surged out, her energy was like waves, and her energy was like a wave.

"Crack!!"

A majestic blow, a sound like a broken mirror.

One after another, the formation patterns shattered, and the thick fog receded.

But in the blink of an eye, another formation was broken, and three people appeared.

Looking at each other again, they subconsciously pulled away, their eyes filled with vigilance and fear.

Although everything just now was caused by the formation, no one among the three of them was sure what the other two saw in front of them.

The three of them are all old foxes, and naturally all of them are suspicious by nature. Without saying anything, I was speculating in my heart that maybe the attack just now was done deliberately!

The three of them each had their own hidden agendas, and the true energy auras that originally echoed each other from afar also broke off in silence.

The strength of the three of them remained unchanged, but the aura they exuded was greatly reduced.

The tattooed female cultivator rolled her eyes and said immediately: "This person is insidious and cunning.

Afraid of deliberately alienating each other and causing us to kill each other! "

"Both of them are smart people. The top priority is to work together to kill them first!"

As the words faded away, the tattooed female cultivator kneaded her hands and recited a mantra. The training in the air suddenly shook, and turned into a white flying sword. She struck out with a heaven-shaking strike and went straight into the pit.

The offensive has not yet come to an end, the earth is still solemn, dust is flying, and cracks appear.

The power of this move can be seen from this!

Seeing the tattooed female cultivator perform this move, the yellow-toothed monk and the hunchbacked monk looked solemn, and a flash of surprise quickly flashed in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them were not ambiguous, and they took action at the same time, each using their own unique moves.

The combined attacks of the three people turned the sky and the earth black and yellow, threatening to destroy the sun and the moon, and destroy the mountains and rivers.

When everyone around saw this, they were all shocked and inexplicable.

The moment the attack landed, a low chanting sound sounded.

"Concentrating one's mind is the spirit, concentrating one's mind is the sword, and the vastness of the eight extremes is called the earth sword!"

In the pit, countless sword lights rose from the ground.

Although the combined attack of the three people was obviously insufficient, it also brought the situation to a brief stalemate.

Immediately, Su Twelve slowly rose into the sky. Still dressed in black, his clothes swayed in the wind.

Holding the sword finger with his hand, the true energy around his body surged and swirled, forming an astonishing cyclone.

Faced with danger just now, even Su Twelve himself was shocked.

However, when the attack fell, he realized that he was now using a puppet body.

The puppet's body was made by Hou Sihai using a variety of hard materials. The body's defensive power alone was comparable to a top-grade or even top-grade defensive weapon.

The streaks of sword light that fell on the body only left countless white spots and some minor cracks.

This kind of effect is comparable to the physical training of a certain level of physical training, and it is definitely not comparable to the mortal body of ordinary monks.