Chapter 632: Fight
The other four people were obviously close to their limit, especially the woman surnamed Hua, whose body was trembling slightly. According to Xiao Lin's estimation, in a day or two, this woman's mana would be exhausted, and then the "Anti-Five Elements Soul-Erosion Array" they jointly drove would have to stop.
Zhuo Haoran and other Yuanying old monsters obviously saw this.
"You must hold on for another three hours. As long as three hours are over, even if we can't break this five-color restriction, we won't blame you, otherwise... hum." Zhuo Haoran snorted coldly, which made the woman surnamed Hua tremble. Then she raised her spirits and tried her best to activate the mana in her body again.
Although Xiao Lin also looked shaky, he was actually the most relaxed among the five. Under his consciousness, he found that the spiritual light on the five-color restriction had become very dim.
Only a thin layer was left.
Several Yuanying old monsters obviously saw that the restriction was about to be broken, and they were all overjoyed, and the mana in their bodies also surged out faster.
The mana of Yuanying cultivators is much larger and more condensed than that of Jindan cultivators. It can be said that the two are basically two levels of power.
The Jindan cultivators and foundation-building cultivators around them also showed nervous expressions, and some of them could not help but get excited.
People are like this. When planning in advance, they may weigh the pros and cons and remind themselves not to be impulsive. But once the treasure is in front of them, they may lose their reason.
From the moment the immortal cultivators set foot on the immortal road, becoming an immortal has become the eternal goal in everyone's heart. Of course, for most immortal cultivators, they usually stop at the immortal road.
But this does not mean that these people want to accept their fate. That is a helpless compromise with reality. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one does not want to go further on the immortal road.
There are even some powerful cultivators. It is this kind of desperate behavior that allows them to obtain a great opportunity, so that they can ascend to the sky in one step and become the top of the immortal cultivators.
The level of cultivation will never be a measure of whether a cultivator is firm in his or her Tao heart.
The original monks surnamed Wang and Lu were also full of excitement, and many people have begun to slowly move towards the five-color restriction.
Once the restriction is opened, several Yuanying old monsters will inevitably start a fierce fight. In the fight, they may not be able to take care of low-level monks like them.
For them, it is not that there is no chance at all.
Of course, there are also many monks whose reason overcomes greed and chooses to wait and see. Only when the most appropriate time appears, they will choose to take action.
"Bang~~"
At this time, a crisp cracking sound sounded, and a crack appeared on the five-color restriction. Then, like a spider web, the crack instantly spread throughout the five-color light cover, and then shattered under the surprised eyes of everyone.
Revealing a pool of about ten feet in size, the pool is full of emerald green liquid, and at the same time, a rich and amazing spiritual energy spreads out, which makes everyone's spirits tremble.
In the center of the pool, there stood a black lotus root about a foot high, burning with black flames all over, which was very strange. It was a natural law that fire and water could not coexist, and the black flames, although burning fiercely, did not affect the emerald liquid in the pool.
On one side of the pool, there stood a three-foot-high white light column, which emitted a faint white light and flickered constantly. Next to the white light column, there was a black plant growing all over.
This black plant was about a foot high and divided into three branches. On each branch, there were three black leaves, holding a green fruit.
"Sure enough, there is a lotus root of Mingyan Black Lotus." A white figure suddenly shot towards the pool.
It was Zhuo Bangyan, one of the three golden scholars. His body flew into the air, and his right hand stretched out, grabbing the lotus root burning with black flames in the air.
"Amitabha, Mr. Zhuo, please be patient." At this time, a Buddhist chant sounded, followed by a dazzling golden light, which turned into a golden haze and rushed towards Zhuo Haoran.
"A grain of rice." Zhuo Haoran saw the golden haze of Buddha's light rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but sneer. The folding fan in his hand had been replaced by a three-foot white sword.
With a slight shake, the sword energy was suddenly crisscrossed, and thousands of snow-white sword lights broke through the air, sweeping the golden haze of Buddha's light in the sky into pieces.
At this time, the bronze figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Haoran, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand with the momentum of splitting the mountain, volleyed and smashed towards Zhuo Haoran's head.
In this breath, the two Arhats of the Xiji Ancient Buddha Tianzong had already joined forces to fight Zhuo Haoran.
At this time, the face of the Black Dragon King not far away condensed, and a large piece of black demonic energy surged around his body, wrapping his body and rushing straight towards the True Spirit Pool.
The Jinhe Patriarch and the Yinkui Old Demon were not idle either. The lotus root of the Mingyan Black Lotus was a rare treasure that was rarely seen in ten thousand years. Even though they knew that they might not be the opponent of the Black Dragon King even if they joined forces, they did not hesitate to start.
After all, whoever grabbed it first would have an innate advantage. Even if they were defeated by the others, they could escape at the first time. Once they left the Lingzhen Secret Cave, they might not be found by others with their own concealment methods.
Seeing the Jinhe Patriarch and the Yinkui Old Demon join forces, a golden and silver spiritual light, with a golden knife and a silver ghost head, shot towards him.
The Black Dragon King was furious, and the Heavenly Demon Flag appeared in his hand. When he waved it, demonic energy suddenly spread everywhere, and a large group of evil demonic energy condensed into a ball and shot towards the golden and silver light emitted by the two people.
Xiao Lin and others had naturally anticipated that once the five-color restriction was broken, several Yuanying old monsters would definitely grab it. Therefore, at the moment the restriction was broken, the five people each sacrificed their protective magic weapons and dodged to the side at the same time. However, their eyes were also fixed on the treasures in the True Spirit Pool.
The plant with three green fruits on its body is undoubtedly the legendary unclassified spiritual medicine-Ten Thousand Years Black Immortal.
The three-foot-long snow-white pillar is a section of innate spiritual root. As long as such an item is transplanted into one's own cave, it can continuously absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and turn one's cave into a blessed land, which is no less than building a cave on a spiritual vein.
Not to mention the emerald green liquid in the pool, the rich spiritual energy emanating from the True Spirit Water made the five people show inexplicable surprise on their faces.
At this time, the bearded man among the five people suddenly moved, and his whole body was wrapped in the spiritual light of the protective magic weapon and shot towards the True Spirit Pool.
At the same time, a spiritual light hand appeared in his right hand and grabbed the black lotus root.
"Looking for death." At this time, a bright silver-white sword energy suddenly cut through the void and flashed away, and the figure of the bearded man suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Then the sword energy burst, and the body of the bearded man was torn to pieces by the sword energy, and even the soul was killed by Zhuo Haoran's sword energy. There was no residue left.
Xiao Lin and the other four all changed their faces, and the woman surnamed Hua couldn't help but exclaimed, and her body shot straight to the back.
Xiao Lin's eyes were full of brilliance, and his heart was thinking quickly.
The miserable situation of the bearded man made Xiao Lin give up the idea of robbing directly. Although several Yuanying old monsters were fighting, their Yuanshen was obviously watching the movements here all the time.
As long as someone dared to rob, they would inevitably encounter their attacks. The attack from the late Yuanying cultivators was absolutely fatal to Jindan cultivators like them.
Xiao Lin thought that with his several spiritual treasures and the Purple Thunder Star Shield, he might be able to barely block the attack, but it was only one attack.
In other words, if he robbed, he would only have a slight chance. After all, the bearded man was killed by Zhuo Haoran, and if the others made a move, they might not face Zhuo Haoran's attack, but a joint attack from several Yuanying old monsters.
Under such an attack, Xiao Lin had no doubt that his fate would be no different from that of the bearded man.
The rest of the Jindan and foundation-building monks who were eager to try stopped their forward steps abruptly after the bearded man was torn apart, and stopped with pale faces.
"Master Zhuo, do you still think that you can fight against the two of my brothers with your own strength?" Twelve golden beads appeared beside the white-faced monk at some point, and every time they shot out, they brought thousands of golden lights.
Even if they encountered Zhuo Haoran's sword energy, they were not afraid at all. Under the shining of the Buddha's light, a layer of light shield that was as solid as gold was formed, wrapping the body of the white-faced monk inside.
"To deal with the two of you, Zhuo is enough." Zhuo Haoran's power was shocking, and he exuded a majestic aura that dominated the world.
Zhuo Haoran also reversed his previous appearance of a weak scholar and became a god of war who conquered the world.
The long sword in his hand flew up, and after a slight shake, a dense and endless sword light appeared, just like a sword turned into thousands of swords. The Haoran sword energy filled the space of a hundred feet in front of him, just like a wall of light covering a hundred feet.
"Go." With Zhuo Haoran's cold snort, the hundred-foot light wall rushed towards the two people from the Xiji Ancient Buddha Tianzong at an astonishing speed.
"The Haoran spirit is indeed well-deserved, and Zhuo Bangyan's combat power is also the only one I have ever seen in my life. In this case, I don't care about hiding my shortcomings."
The white-faced monk's face was solemn, and the twelve golden beads surrounding him grew bigger, surrounding the white-faced monk who was sitting cross-legged in the void in the middle.
A golden light shield suddenly appeared, and at the same time, thousands of golden lights flashed faintly behind the white-faced monk's head.
The golden light was like golden juice, instantly pouring all over the white-faced monk's body. The white-faced monk suddenly turned into a golden man, and then looked at the sky full of snow-white sword energy in front of him and pointed with one finger.