Chapter 31 Five-color Zhilan
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"You can crush the transmitter by yourself!" Leng Ao's eyes drooped, his hands were in his sleeves, and his head was not raised. The three of them looked at each other without talking nonsense. The three fire dragons suddenly shot at the cold pride in the middle.
Peng!
The cremation splashed everywhere, and the cold and proud figure disappeared into the firelight. The three looked at each other doubtfully!
"Be careful of your head!" One of them suddenly shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, it was late. Snowflakes sprinkled all over the sky and enveloped the three people in it. The temperature instantly dropped to the freezing point. The cheeks seemed to be scratched by the sword, and there was a faint pain. Three cold plums bloomed in the flying snow.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Three crisp sounds, and all the three teleporting jade charms tied to their waists were stabbed, and none of them failed! The snowflakes all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and Leng Ao stood still with his hands behind his hands, as if he had not moved at all, and his face was still cold. The three of them were stunned and opened their mouths as if they had seen a ghost.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
At this time, the three jade charms were broken into four pieces, and they were all cut with two swords! Three red lights broke out, wrapping the three people and sending them out of the beast fantasy. The law enforcer who turned back happened to see this scene and was so shocked that he almost fell in the air.
"Quick! It's too fast! Is this man still the cultivation of the spirit?" The law enforcement disciple looked at Leng Ao with awe. Leng Ao still lowered his eyes and strode forward without hiding.
Six days have passed, and the halo above the square outside the Fire Soul Hall is still rippled with circles of light. Ten middle-aged disciples were still sitting in the magic array. Ten rays of light came from them, supporting the aura in the sky. The aura on the spiritual stone continued to flow along the lines of the magic array on the ground to ten people. As soon as the spiritual stone was used up, another disciple immediately put the spiritual stone again.
"Ah!"
A red light fell out of the aura, and another non-staff disciple was sent out and landed gently in the middle of the square. He was extremely unwilling to beat his chest: "Damn it, which bastard sneaked on me?"
"It's 384, and there are still 125 people left," Han Duan said silently.
A few days ago, Ye Jun relied on a sneak attack, hit a stuffy stick, and easily dealt with dozens of people, but the more difficult it became later. The opponents he met became stronger and stronger. After all, people with low cultivation have been almost cleaned up. Those who can stay in the next few days are not mediocre hands, and the average cultivation has four layers of transformation.
This is a remote valley!
Ye Jun is now very embarrassed. His clothes are tattered. The "grass coat" has long been lost, and the seven-headed and third-order mythical beasts surrounded him. The black sword floated in front of him in flames. Behind Ye Jun was a broken dead tree stump. There was a five-petal flower growing on the tree stump. Each petal was a color, full of brilliance and fragrance. It turned out to be a five-colored gir.
The five-color Zhilan itself is not good for the improvement of the cultivation of practitioners, but it can improve the dissolution between the elixirs, and can increase the elixill rate by almost 50%. It is extremely precious and comparable to the elixis. Moreover, the five-color Zhilan is a great tonic for the mythical beast. The mythical beast at the peak of the third level can almost 100% advance to the fourth level, so the fragrance of the five-color Zhilan can attract so many third-order mythical beasts.
The number of five elixirs in the Middle Middle Valley of the spiritual garden is also very small, all of which are provided by the strange old man with a jade plate and covered with spiritual light. Unexpectedly, there is a five-color Zhilan growing here. It seems that it is about to fully mature, and it will take at least 200 years for the five-color Zhilan to fully mature. I really don't understand that the Induction Big Event held in the Fire Soul Hall every year. No one found out!
Two days ago, Ye Jun happened to meet a disciple on the fifth floor of Hualing. After a fierce fight, Ye Jun narrowly won. This dead tree, which I don't know how many years old, has already decayed. After such a fight, it finally fell down. There was only half of the stump left, and the five-color Zhilan was exposed. At that time, there was no abnormality on it, just like an ordinary plant.
Ye Jun read the jade slip given by the strange old man and recognized the five-color Zhilan at a glance. It seemed that she was about to mature in a few days, so he stayed by. Unexpectedly, after the five-color Zhilan gradually matured, it emitted a seductive fragrance. At first, he could barely cope with some first- and second-order mythical beasts. Now there are at least more than 100 corpses of first-order mythical beasts in his storage bag, and more than 30 second-order ones. Thanks to his chaotic spirit body, the eight spirits are powerful enough to absorb the aura, and they become energetic after half an hour of practice. If it had been another person, I'm afraid they would have fallen down long ago.
The seven-headed and third-order mythical beasts have been waiting for a long time. They have not moved. They just quietly stared at the five-color Zhilan on the tree stump. After half an hour, the five-color Zhilan will be completely mature and fall off. This little human will not even look at the end of their eyes. Ye Jun's back was soaked with cold sweat and did not dare to move a little. He was afraid that he would attract a siege as soon as he moved. Now it's really hard to get off.
"Look at you! What a trage! It's just a few third-order mythical beasts!" The voice of the green dragon came. Ye Jun is speechless, big brother! It's the seventh-headed third-order mythical beast. I'm having a hard time dealing with one now, not to mention the seventh-headed!
The aroma of the five-colored Zhilan became stronger and stronger, and the herd began to feel uneasy. Just when Ye Jun was at a loss, a red shadow in the sky passed over the valley.
"Wh! There are so many mythical beasts here, ah! It's all third-order!" The voice is crisp and beautiful. It's Yan Yuner.
Ye Jun is happy, and the savior has arrived!
"Aha! Isn't this Sister Yun'er? What a coincidence!" Ye Jun opened his mouth on his back and smiled.
"Ah! You...it's you!"
Yan Yuner covered her little mouth and whispered, and then she recognized Ye Jun, who was ragged and covered with blood. Ye Jun pretended to blink easily: "Is it me! Sister Yun'er is doing well!" Yan Yuner's face turned red!
Is it weird?
Ye Jun looked down and saw, damn it, it's exposed! ** The clothes are torn, revealing the red underwear inside! The inside of the trousers was slightly arched.
"Shameless hooligan! Pervert!" Yan Yun'er scolded. Ye Jun's tender face turned red and he was speechless! Who told you to stare at others, and men can't wear red underwear? He turned his back to tie a knot in the broken place, and it turned out to be a "round ball" in front of his crotch.
"Wh! Five-colored Zhilan!"
At this time, Yan Yuner also found the five-colored Zhilan on the tree stump. She was very happy and obviously a person who knew the goods!
"I want this five-color Zhilan!"
Ye Jun rolled his eyes. This girl is so stupid and cute! You said you wanted it? These third-order mythical beasts don't know that you are the precious daughter of the Lord! Yan Yuner didn't wait for Ye Jun to react, and rushed straight to the five-color Zhilan behind him with a fiery red flying sword.
"No!" Ye Jun shouted wildly.
It's a pity that it's late!
Wo!
Yan Yuner's behavior completely angered the seventh-headed and third-order mythical beast!
Ye Jun was also angry!
This woman is really brainless and doesn't care about the safety of others at all! In the face of the aggressive beasts, Ye Jun didn't care so much. He pulled up the five-color Zhilan and threw it at the beasts hard.
"You... shameless villain!" Yan Yuner was furious, and the flying sword turned around and flew to the five-color Zhilan in the air.
The three-headed mythical beast has jumped up and bit the five-color Zhilan with drooling. Yan Yuner just arrived and copied the five-color Zhilan in her hand as soon as she copied it with her right hand.
Roar! Oh!
Several toughness, lightning, fireballs, bombarded Yan Yuner, and a few jumping mythical beasts bit Yan Yuner with their teeth and claws.
Damn it! This girl is really in the head.
A light mask broke out on Yan Yuner's body, which should have inspired a protective symbol.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bow!
The light mask was bombarded more than ten times in a row, and suddenly burst.
Wh!
Yan Yuner's flying sword under her feet was red and suddenly shot out!
Poo! Poo! Poo! Ah!
The blood light splashed, and the three-headed mythical beast was cut to a different place by the flying sword. Yan Goer's left thigh was edged by the wind, and an instant opened a mouth. The blood dyed the long skirt red and fell into the encirclement of the four-headed mythical beast.
Ye Jun was shocked. This girl won't hang up like this, will she?
The red flying sword buzzed back to the top of Yan Yuner's head, and a raging fire broke out, blocking the mythical beast that wanted to jump over. This flying sword was actually a spiritual weapon. Ye Jun was secretly relieved. Although this evil woman was abominable, it was a pity to die like this!
The mythical beast was obviously shocked by the power of Yan Yuner's killing three-headed mythical beast with one sword. Tuan Tuan surrounded Yan Yuner but did not attack it, staring at the five-color Zhilan in her hand. Yan Yuner sealed the wound with spiritual power. With a wave of her hand, the spiritual sword flew back to her hand, raised the five-color Zhilan and sniffed, and glanced proudly in the direction of Ye Jun. Ye Jun was speechless, but this girl did have proud capital, and her cultivation should have the third level of refining gods, right? At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he refined the third level of the gods, and he was also outstanding in the six major schools.
Dong! Dong! Dong...
A low and slow muffled sound came, and the ground seemed to vibrate slightly, and the remaining four-headed and third-order mythical beasts scattered in horror and fled. Ye Jun's face changed. He must be a huge mythical beast. He can scare other mythical beasts like this. He is definitely the boss of the third-level peak.
Ye Jun turned around and ran away. He turned his head and shouted at Yan Yuner, who was stunned, "Stupid woman! Run away, where are you waiting for the meal?"
Yan Yuner came to her senses and hummed disdainfully, " Coward! It's just..."
Roar!! Whoo!!!
As soon as Yan Yuner turned her head, she was so scared that she turned pale, and the five-color Zhilan in her hand fell to the ground! Iron-backed golden ring beast! Oh, my God, there is a fourth-order iron-backed golden ring beast here!
I saw a huge mythical beast more than three meters high and more than five meters long turned in from the mouth of the valley and "plough" like a jade pillar! That's right, it's just a "plow" coming, and the trees and weeds fell down one after another.
The four thick thighs of the iron-backed golden ring beast are like four pillars. Every step is made a muffled sound. The back is black and smooth, like a big black iron weight on the back, and a conspicuous golden ring on the neck is like wearing a collar. The powerful tail shook and slapped the ground. His huge head was shaking from side to side, and his nose was twitching, as if looking for the source of the fragrance. The blood-red fierce eyes were shooting around, but he did not see Yan Yuner standing at his feet. Obviously, his eyes were not very good.
Roar!!!!!
A thunderous roar sounded on Yan Yuner's head, and a string of disgusting saliva hit her head and flowed down her forehead. Yan Yuner reached out and touched it, sticky, like a snot.
Ah!!!
Yan Yuner screamed, leaned over and picked up the five-colored Zhilan on the ground, turned around and ran away!
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