Chapter 353

On the nine sky Gang wind, the middle-aged monk disappeared after the Yanshan Taoist priest disappeared. His hand trembled and his face suddenly became extremely gray. The real yuan in his body couldn't help tumbling. His throat was suddenly sweet and a stream of reverse blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Cough, it's worthy of being the Taoist weapon that jiuren used to dominate the world. Although only the power of the inferior Taoist weapon is left now, it's still so powerful!"

"It's a pity that we can't directly destroy the Taoist orthodoxy of shaking Tianzong. Forget it, these people's calculations are not what we Taoist are qualified to consider at all. Don't get involved!"

On the nine days, the vigorous wind roared, while the middle-aged friars of the Taoist realm of the purple wind sect became weaker and weaker until they were scattered by the wind like a bubble.

The blazing white light suddenly burst out in the night sky. Yang Junshan subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but at the moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see more than ten lights flying out from the blazing white light in all directions, and soon formed more than ten meteors to cut through the night sky.

Yang Junshan resisted the discomfort of his eyes and stared at the nearest meteor in the sky.

"Whew..."

With a slender tail flame across the sky, and with a sharp and strange long roar, there was a loud bang. A huge mushroom cloud rose more than ten miles away. The ground at the foot of Yang Junshan was shaking violently.

Yang Junshan was not disturbed by the shaking of the ground, but the huge impact driven by the loud noise forced him to temporarily submerge into the ground and temporarily avoid. When he appeared from the ground again, the whole ground had been scraped away by the just impact.

The aura was still in violent turbulence, but it had no impact on Yang Junshan's flight. The air was steaming at his feet. Yang Junshan soared up in the air three feet high, but the speed really made him feel speechless, but even so, it was faster than his running speed on the ground.

For a distance of more than ten miles, even if Yang Junshan was slow and tried his best to escape, it didn't take long. From a distance, he saw a huge dirt pit with thick smoke in front. When the meteor falling from the sky hit here, it also broke through the underground water channel. The underground water gurgled and was slowly filling the huge dirt pit.

Yang Junshan glanced around and found that no one else came nearby, but he still didn't dare to hesitate. He fell directly into the muddy water from the pit and dived towards the bottom of the pit.

The mud at the bottom of the pit suddenly boils and shakes immediately following the ground. The sediment at the edge of the pit collapses one after another, making the mud at the bottom of the pit more viscous.

Suddenly, another stream of mud blew up several feet high from the bottom of the pit. A body wrapped in mud flew out of it and fell on the edge of the pit. Yang Junshan, who was holding a half foot long oval glass like object in his hands, was spotless again.

This layer of glass like thing wrapped on the surface of this object should be that when the meteor hit the bottom, the high-temperature sky fire carried by itself burned the soil layer into liquid, and then wrapped it on the body of the treasure.

Yang Junshan once tried to peel off this layer of glass like things, but the hardness of the layer of glass wrapped around the treasure was obviously far beyond his expectation. He also input the spiritual power into it and tried to trigger the response of the treasure body, but it was still like a cow into the sea, and the spiritual consciousness could not penetrate the layer of glass wrapped on the treasure surface.

Fortunately, Yang Junshan knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. It was only hundreds of miles away from the shaking Tianfeng. Such a big movement must have attracted the attention of the shaking Tianzong. For the real world friars, it was just less than a cup of tea.

At this time, Yang Junshan did not dare to run away, which was tantamount to telling everyone who noticed that the treasure was on him. He could only change direction on the ground with the help of winding terrain, so as to get rid of possible doubt and pursuit.

Just after Yang Junshan left the pit, about a time of incense, another light came from the horizon. In the blink of an eye, it had already flown over the pit.

The light disappeared, and a monk who looked about 30 years old was surrounded by vigorous Qi. It was obvious that he was a monk in the real world, but somehow, the monk in the real world had a look of panic on his face.

The friar looked out at the pit, and a wordless pressure was suddenly generated. The vegetation around the pit quickly collapsed around the pit.

Suddenly, the invisible pressure suddenly stopped, and the monk's face flashed a mixture of surprise and anger. It seemed that he was still a little incredible. He stretched out his hand and pressed his palm into the air towards the bottom of the pit. The mud trapped by the groundwater was immediately discharged, and the bottom of the pit was exposed.

The monk's palms closed and inserted downward, and then his palms opened to the outside. The bottom of the pit seemed to be opened by an invisible force and cracked to both sides. However, the thing the monk wanted to find was still missing!

The angry friar waved his palm down suddenly, and the pit seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, and collapsed again with a roar, becoming bigger and deeper.

I don't know how long it took. Yang Junshan didn't know how far he had gone. He judged the direction in the middle of the night. At this time, he should really shake the due south direction of Tianfeng. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that there was a chaotic spiritual turbulence not far ahead.

This is someone fighting, and it's still a scuffle!

Yang Junshan's heart moved, and the secret road wouldn't be so coincident. Recalling the more than ten meteors flying around in the wilderness, one of the smaller light clusters did fall in this direction.

He tried his best to hold his breath, like a big insect slowly approaching the prey, quietly approached the place where the scuffle took place. From a distance, he heard the roar of magic powers and the sound of gold and iron collision of magic tools, as well as the drinking and scolding of monks.

In the dark, more than ten martial monks were fighting each other in chaos, and there were several bodies lying there on the ground.

In the center surrounded by these bodies, a shining aura is so eye-catching, but whenever someone tries to get close to the aura, they will always be attacked by others. If they retreat a little slower, they will be besieged and seriously injured.

The group of more than ten monks, judging by their clothes, should be the martial arts monks in some nearby manors and villages. They should be attracted by the meteors flying in the sky. Some of them were dressed in pajamas and short shirts. They obviously woke up in their sleep and hurried to change their clothes before they could come.

The accomplishments of these friars in wurenjing are above those in the middle and later stages of wurenjing. Among them, three are the most vigorous, just like three friars in a full realm. Outside the more than ten friars who are competing, there are still others hiding in the distance, and most of them are just friars in junior high school in wurenjing.

Yang Junshan looked again at the shining light group. The light group was only the size of a fist. It was obviously different from the treasure Yang Junshan had previously obtained, but Yang Junshan was very familiar with it, because he had just got two in the sunset cave not long ago. It was a photo inheritance pearl.

There are meteor flying generals in the sky. How can there be still photos and inheritance beads flying down!

The idea flashed in Yang Junshan's mind, but he suddenly remembered that before the meteor fell, the sky had changed several times in a short time, and there were streamers in the sky to illuminate the night sky. It was obvious that there were great supernatural monks fighting.

Is it difficult that these treasures falling from the sky are not the meteorites coming from the sky, but the treasures scattered on the body after the great supernatural friars fall?

Thinking of this, Yang Junshan's eyes on the message inheritance bead are more fiery, which can lead to the battle between the great supernatural powers of such a large-scale celestial phenomenon. At least it is also the duel between the monks in the middle and later stages of the real world, and the photo inheritance bead that can be valued and carried by them. The degree of precious is self-evident.

Although Yang Junshan's heart is hot, he knows that if he wants to rush up and rob at this time, he will inevitably become the target of public criticism. He still needs to hide and wait for the best time!

At this time, it seemed that three big round friars among the friars in the scuffle had reached some agreement. One of them suddenly rushed towards the photo inheritance bead, and several friars near him stopped one after another.

The only three fifth major complete friars were originally the most vigilant object among the people. At this time, seeing a man rushing forward, they were immediately besieged by all the friars nearby.

However, the man ignored this, but rushed to the photo inheritance bead with his head down. Seeing that other people's magic powers and magic tools were about to fall on him, suddenly two lights were inserted into the battle group from the left and right sides, blocking the attack of the people together. The person who took the shot was not others, but the other two big round friars.

"No, the three of them should work together. Everyone should stop them, otherwise no one can stop the three of them!"

There was a roar in the night, and the rest of the martial monks could see the situation clearly. Needless to say, they knew that only by working together at this time could they stop the three people with the highest accomplishments!

However, it was obvious that the three had been premeditated for a long time. The two great friars who took cover had already occupied a suitable position. At this time, they rushed up from both sides, just behind the man who rushed to the front, and blocked everyone's siege for him.

The man bowed his head and took the light mass on the ground in his hand. With a roar, he ran towards the wilderness. The two big round friars behind him resisted the people for a moment, and then turned around and left one after another. The rest of the martial friars couldn't catch up.

In the wilderness at night, some people still tried to stop the successful great perfect friar. However, most of them were early friars of the first and second level of martial arts. There was no one under his command. A moment later, they had rushed out of the siege.

However, when he just breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that there was a strange wind pressing down on his head. When he looked up, a tragic howl sounded in the wilderness suddenly stopped with a violent dull sound.