Chapter 1219

As early as a day ago, the friars of the alliance entered Penglai mountain.

They scattered and searched for treasures in Penglai mountain.

The Union had the map of Penglai mountain in the early days, but only the friars of the first infant period or the demon monks of the eighth level and above could reach the top of the mountain.

There are five or six hundred monks in the alliance jiedan period who have entered the mountain. They are unable to pass through the ancient prohibition to reach the nine paths of Penglai. The target is naturally placed in other places of Penglai mountain.

In fact, in addition to Penglai Jiudao, there are also some buildings around Penglai mountain, such as Lingtian. Once in a while, if someone is lucky, he can find one or two of the best spiritual grasses with a very long history.

But in places like Lingtian, there are prohibitions, puppets guarding Lingtian, and even demon corpses.

At the request of Yuanhe and Shuangsheng, the league has already set rules for the number of monks in jiedan period who enter Penglai mountain.

There are three places for each of the seven orthodox schools and the five demon schools. There is only one place for each of the middle-sized ones belonging to the two orthodox schools.

Therefore, the monks who entered the alliance's Alchemy stage in Penglai mountain this time are all very strong in their cultivation strength, basically in the middle and later stages of alchemy.

Shen Lang and Hua Ziling are hiding in the grass. They can restrain their breath. Their swords and shields can quickly shrink to the level where they can be covered.

The black fog in the forest is very poisonous. If you remove the sword shield, your body will be corroded and killed by the poisonous gas. Shen Lang has holy Yang battle Qi, but Hua Ziling can't.

Fortunately, in this Penglai mountain, most of the divinity of the monks in jiedan period can only be released a hundred meters away. As long as you don't look forward, the other side should not find yourself.

The fighting outside the palace was raging.

Only three old men with different robes urged the magic weapon to launch a fierce attack on the two demon corpses in front of the entrance of the palace.

In the middle of the air, a basin sized purple and gold bowl propped up a golden light curtain, covering the demon body and three elders, and the light curtain was full of the characters of "Xi".

"It's the light of the Buddha!" Shen wave shrunk his eyes.

Hua Ziling was alert and said: "it seems to be the magic weapon of the Buddhism, which can protect these three people from the poison gas during the fight. The friars of the alliance entered here. Is there any treasure in that building

"Who knows. Let's not go out first and wait for the change to see if we can seize the opportunity to kill and seize the treasure. I will share the treasure with you. " Said Shen Lang calmly.

Hua Ziling is speechless. Immortal Lianshan doesn't know if he will come to kill them. This guy even thinks of killing and robbing treasure.

The two continued to watch the battle.

The red phosphorus demon corpse is powerful, fearless of life and death.

Although the three monks in the later period of jiedan left many wounds on the demon corpse, the defense and vitality of the demon corpse were so amazing that it was hard to kill it for a while.

"Two Taoist friends, my purple and gold bowl's aura is running out. You must kill these two demon corpses quickly!" An old man in a monk's robe shouted loudly.

"Taoist Wang, it's hard for us to kill these two demon corpses if we go on like this. Please use the talisman treasure! The first treasure you find will be yours! " A bald old man shouted anxiously to the old man in the green robe on his side.

"Good!" The old man in the green robe promised to come down, took out an old white folding fan from the storage ring, and madly injected spiritual power into the folding fan.

"Frost moon fan, open!"

When the old man in green robe opened the folding fan, a lot of condensing air rushed out of the folding fan like the waves, which was extremely powerful.

Just for a moment, the hall was covered with a thick layer of white frost. The air temperature dropped to the freezing point and became ice chips.

The condensing air like waves forms countless white mans, and they attack the two demon corpses with their teeth and claws.

"Yes!"

Two demon corpses were immediately frozen by the extremely cold Qi, unable to move, and condensed into ice sculptures!

Seeing this amazing scene, Shen Lang and Hua Ziling could not help but take a breath. The power of the white folding fan is too strong, isn't it?

The Tongling talisman is different from the common talisman. It is a great power talisman refined by the friars in the yuan infant period of ancient times. Its power is far higher than the common Tongling talisman.

However, the talisman of channeling has its own limitations. It can only be used three times. It's gone after use.

"What are you two doing? My talisman talisman has frozen these two demon corpses. Don't hurry up!" The old man in the green robe roared.

The folding fan in his hand is a little gloomy. This precious talisman has been used twice. At most, it can only be used once again. The eyes of the old man in the green robe can't help but show a trace of flesh pain.

"Good!" The other two responded immediately.

The bald old man urged three golden flying swords with all his strength. The dazzling golden light came down from the sky like three meteors, completely penetrating a demon body.

One of the golden planes cut off the head of the demon body.

After being frozen, the body of the demon corpse is also very fragile, and its defense is greatly reduced.

Another old man in the monk's robe offered a small brass seal and threw it into the sky. The small seal turned into a huge golden hand hundreds of meters wide in the air. Like the Buddha's seal, it pressed down against a demon corpse.

"Boom!"

The earth shook and the demon body was crushed.

See finally killed two demon corpses, three old man long breath. The old man in the monk's robe took back the purple and gold bowl in the air, and the holy treasure of Buddhism quickly contracted to half an inch outside the three human bodies.

"Damn, it's hard to deal with the demon corpse made by the ancient friar!"

"No, thanks to Wang Daoyou's talisman."

"Let's not talk too much. There is not much left of zhudaoyou's Lingguang. Let's hurry into this ancestral hall and have a look."

Three monks did not stop, immediately opened the gate of the ancestral hall, and walked in carefully.

The temple is dark. With the black fog around it, Shen Lang and Hua Ziling are so far away that they can't see the scene clearly.

"Shen, I'd advise you not to take these three people's advice. These three are very strong. We can't be rivals! " The flower purple spirit beside the grass communicates to the waves.

"Well." The waves answered. I really can't take such a risk.

These three monks in the later period of jiedan are quite strong, which can not be compared with the ordinary loose monks.

Shen Lang is sure to defeat one of them, but he is not sure to deal with two or even three of them. Even if he and Hua Ziling work together, they have no hope of winning.

If you want to kill people and rob treasure, you will steal chicken instead of eating rice.

Just as they were about to leave.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"No!"

Three screams came from the ancestral hall.

Then, the three light regiments flew out of the ancestral hall, which was just the Yuanshen of the three monks in the later period of jiedan.

"Trough?"

Shen Lang and Hua Ziling are suddenly confused. These three talents just went in, and they were dead in less than a few seconds? Too fast to die!