Chapter 2362

"This... Is gone?"

Seeing that Lin Tian left and headed for the center of the holy mountain, all the monks were moved.

The seven treasure halberd is here. No one can compete with Lin Tian in this place. However, Lin Tian simply tried to take the seven treasure halberd twice and left at this moment, which surprised everyone.

Liu aoxian looks at Lin Tian's back and opens his mouth. He wants to say something, but he doesn't say anything in the end.

At the same time, the whooshing sound of breaking the air sounded, and a friar saw Lin Tian leave, and soon rushed to the holy halberd.

"Five dimensional treasure soldiers!"

These friars seemed to be companions, and they didn't fight for each other. One of them stepped forward. At this moment, he seemed to forget the picture that Lin TianDai's Halberd had been shaken twice before, and even ignored the boundary outside the halberd, holding it excitedly.

In the end, there is no doubt that the friar at the beginning of the transition will be nearly 100 Zhang away with a bang.

Then, more monks came forward. Unexpectedly, there was no dispute at this time, and they tried one after another.

Then, bang bang, dull noise, all the friars who came forward were shocked to fly for the first time.

……

Before leaving that piece of space, Lin Tian had already gone out for a long time.

After a long distance, many turnovers can be seen in this holy mountain, each of which is very spacious.

He raised his hand and waved a punch, and fell on the fork road, causing no serious damage to the surrounding mountain wall.

"Is there a secret holy pattern that stabilizes this holy mountain?"

He said to himself.

After a pause in the same place, he did not stay too much and continued to walk forward.

After that, the fork road gradually became open again, and there was another large space with many stone chambers.

"Boom!"

In this large space, there are many monks. It seems that they come to this place from other branches in this holy mountain. Groups of monks are fighting with each other to fight for some treasures in the stone chamber of this place.

Looking around, he found a stone chamber in the northeast corner filled with many kinds of magic drugs, such as ancient wind Tongshen flower and dragon Yanzhu, which are of great use to those who are strong in transit.

In the west corner, there is a medicine stove built in a stone chamber, in which there is still a blazing fire. There are many precious jade bottles on some wooden shelves in the room, some of which are even exposed to the outside. The fragrance is very strong, which is not ordinary at first sight.

In the south corner, there is a frightening pool in a stone chamber. There are many precious soldiers around. Some of them are finished products, and others are incomplete. However, they are still interwoven with extremely powerful power.

The other stone chambers are almost full of all kinds of wonderful treasures.

Here, it is a treasure land!

"Once upon a time, Qibao zujun practiced the pill here? Have you ever been a soldier? "

He said to himself.

The medicine stove and the burning pool are all here. Many of those pills and weapons are obviously forged here.

After a pause, he didn't hesitate any more. He just stepped forward and appeared in front of a stone chamber. Several strong men who had been attacked and killed by the earthquake took more than ten treasure soldiers of Xuantian peak level into his body, and then stepped on to other stone chambers.

There are many stone chambers in this space, and almost every stone chamber has its own treasures.

"Ah

The scream rang out. Many monks in this place were full of excitement at this time. They were staring at the treasures in each stone room and frantically went to fight for them. The blood splashed in this space.

This is the cruelty of the practice world. Once a treasure is found, it is very common to fight and bleed.

"All out! Everything here belongs to Ben Shao! "

A man in a golden robe was holding a golden sword in his hand. He was a magic weapon of the Vientiane level. When the sword swung away, a group of friars fighting with each other in the neighborhood suffered immediately, and it was directly turned into blood mist and dissipated.

In the distance, dozens of friars in the early stage of the detour, looking at the sword in the hand of the man in the golden robe, immediately frightened and quickly retreated.

The man in the golden robe grinned, raised his hand and chopped at the dozens of monks.

With a clang sound, the sword was so fast that it suddenly fell to dozens of monks.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff.

"It's a slow run."

The man in the golden robe mocks.

Then, the magic sword of the Vientiane level in his hand waved again, and the friars burst into pieces, which was hard to resist.

He was followed by a young man in grey and nine middle-aged attendants, who were right behind him. They did not start at this time.

"Keng!"

The sound of the sword is harsh, and it is another sword. The killing power of the Vientiane level is surging, and more than ten monks are chopped to pieces, and they disappear together with the spirit.

"Get out of here, or you'll die!"

The man in the golden robe stands in this space and looks down on all the friars in this space as if he were an eternal King giving orders.

In his hand, the magic sword of the Vientiane level is waving continuously, destroying the wanton of the sword. The sword spirit is extremely terrifying.

At that time, the blood fog exploded more and more, which made all the monks in this space pause. They were all full of horror. At the same time, they also looked at the men in gold robes with some anger. The other side asked them to get out. It was so overbearing!

However, even so, these people dare to be angry and speechless, because they all know that the identity of the golden robed man is the son of the Lord of the magic Wushen sect. It is said that the Lord of the magic Wushen sect will soon break through to the five dimensions, and there is a very strange secret art in his control. Even if it is five top orthodoxy, he is not willing to fight with the magic Wushen sect under unnecessary circumstances.

"Not yet?"

The man in the golden robe said coldly that the magic sword of the Vientiane level in his hand was clanging, and the sharp sword meaning seemed to suppress everything.

Behind him, the man in grey was silent, and the other nine middle-aged attendants were indifferent.

In this space, a group of friars looked at the man in the golden robe. Many of them could not help gritting their teeth, and there was anger in their eyes. However, they did not dare to attack after all. Some of them began to retreat, with a face full of reluctance.

They are all very ordinary monks, without strong support force, and the strongest cultivation is only the peak of the transition. They are not the opponents of the golden robed men who hold the magic sword of the Vientiane level, and they can't stop them at all. Even if it could be blocked, the monks were extremely afraid of the power behind the golden robed man and did not dare to offend him.

So, what else can we do if we don't retreat now?

"Keng!"

The sword sounds harsh, and the man in the golden robe smiles. Looking at the retreating monks, he raises his hand and cuts them out with a sword.

The breath of the Vientiane level treasure soldiers is amazing. Under one sword, there are dozens of turns. In the early stage, the strong burst out, and both the form and the spirit were destroyed.

"Roll fast and slowly. Ben will give you a ride."

The man in the golden robe, holding the magic sword of all things, glanced at a group of friars, just like the invincible sword God standing at the top of heaven and earth.

All the friars were even more shocked and angry. They were retreating, but the golden robed man was still killing mercilessly!

How cruel?!

Among them, some people can't help but want to do it, but in the end, Shengsheng can't help but retreat faster.

Because, really can't afford to provoke the gold robed man.

The man in the golden robe was very satisfied, but at the next moment, his eyes were cold again, looking to the northeast corner.

There, Lin Tianzheng is in a stone chamber, collecting some precious pills.

"Dead thing! Didn't you hear Ben Shao? "

Looking at Lin Tian coldly, the man in the golden robe raises his hand and cuts Lin Tian with a sword.

Sharp sword Gang, frighten people to hear.

Lin Tian takes a bottle full of Yulu soul pill from the stone room and moves sideways to avoid the sword.

Boom, the front of the stone chamber bears the sword, but it is not damaged, and even the sword has not been left. It seems that there is a secret holy grain to support and guard.

He stood in the stone room and looked at the man in the golden robe. His eyes seemed indifferent: "don't make yourself uncomfortable."

This man in gold robe, of course, he knows. Yuyaoxi told him before that his name is mu Guanqing. He is the son of the master of Magic Wizard sect, and he is spoiled by the master of Magic Wizard sect.

"It's him!"

In this place, some friars have already left for a long time. At this time, seeing this scene and looking at Lin Tian, they quickly recognize Lin Tian. Many people can't help but be moved.

Before, outside the sea area of zujun, Lin Tian killed Xiang Chengyi, the third young master of Xiang family. Later, he even forced Xiang Yan, the son of Xiang family, to flee, as many people know.

Besides, these people also know that Lin Tian is from siweitian and has something to do with yuyaoxi.

After mu Guanqing's death, nine middle-aged attendants collected a lot of information, and they all knew Lin Tian. One of them looked at Lin Tian, then went forward a few steps, whispered a few words with mu Guanqing, and quickly presented the information about Lin Tian to Mu Guanqing, including Lin Tian's history, and what Lin Tian and Yu Yaoxi knew, Including Lin Tian's killing Xiang Chengyi and Jiang Xiang Yan's escaping.

"You have a lot of guts to kill Xiang Chengyi! Xiang Yanfeng can be forced to escape, the strength is good! However, so what, it's still just a lowly aborigine from four-dimensional heaven! How dare the humble aborigines speak to Ben Shao in such a tone? " Mu Guanqing's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to kill Lin Tian again: "what's the relationship with Yu Yaoxi? Can you let Yu family protect you? The old board of directors of the Yu family have a bad relationship with my father for the sake of you, who are just four-dimensional low-grade aborigines. It's a joke! "

Keng of a, sharp sword awn turbulence, interweave Vientiane level holy power, straight toward Lin Tian's neck cut.

"Take your dog's head and give it to Xiang's family. Xiang's family will be very happy. They will be close to our magic God sect. It's an absolute good thing for our magic God sect! My father will praise me He sneered: "at that time, based on my father's ability and Xiang family's side, even if you and Yu Yaoxi's relationship is to the limit, the Yu family is still helpless! Because, this little is avenging for the third young master of Xiang family! If his family is dissatisfied, ask the Xiang family if they agree! "