Above the Nine Gang Wind, after the Yanshan Daoist disappeared, the middle-aged monk's originally relaxed demeanor suddenly disappeared, the hand holding the middle-grade Taoist Soul Fixing Axe trembled uncontrollably, and his face suddenly became extremely gray, the primeval essence in his body kept churning, his throat suddenly became sweet, and a stream of reverse blood gushed out of his mouth.
"Ahem, it is worthy of being the Taoist weapon that the Nine Tenacity Ancestor relied on back then, although now only the power of the inferior Taoist weapon remains, but the power is still so great!"
"It's a pity that you can't directly destroy the sect and Taoist lineage, forget it, these people's calculations are not something that this Taoist can be qualified to consider, so don't make a fuss!"
Above the ninth, the wind howled, but the figure of the middle-aged monk of the Purple Wind Sect's Taoist Realm was getting lighter and lighter, until it was blown away by the wind like a bubble.
A fiery white light suddenly exploded in the night sky, and Yang Junshan subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but at the moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see more than ten rays of light flying out of the fiery white light in all directions, and soon more than ten meteors were formed that cut through the night sky.
Yang Junshan endured the discomfort in his eyes and stared at a meteor in the air that was roughly closest to his direction.
"Wow—"
With a slender tail flame across the sky, and with a sharp and strange long howl, there was a loud rumble, and a huge mushroom cloud rose more than ten miles away, and 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 caused by the loud noise forced him to temporarily submerge into the ground and temporarily hide, when he appeared from the ground again, the entire ground had been swept away by the impact just now.
The aura was still fluctuating violently, but it had no effect on Yang Junshan's flight, the clear air under his feet was steaming, Yang Junshan volleyed into the air and flew in the air three feet high, but this speed really made him feel a little speechless, but even so, it was faster than the speed at which he ran on the ground.
At a distance of more than ten miles, no matter how slow Yang Junshan was, it didn't take long for him to fly away with all his might, and from a distance, he saw a huge pit with thick smoke in front of him, and when the meteor that fell fell here, it also smashed through the underground waterway, and the underground water flowed gurgling, slowly filling this huge pit.
Yang Junshan glanced around and found that no one else was coming nearby, but he still didn't dare to hesitate at all, and his whole body fell straight into the muddy water rising from the pit and dived towards the bottom of the pit.
The mud at the bottom of the pit suddenly boiled, followed by the ground shaking, and the sediment on the edge of the pit collapsed one after another, making the mud at the bottom of the pit more and more viscous.
Suddenly, another stream of mud exploded several feet high from the bottom of the pit, and a figure covered in mud flew out of it, landing on the edge of the pit and shaking all over, countless mud splashed, and Yang Junshan, who was holding a half-foot-long oval glass-like object in both hands, reappeared spotlessly.
The layer of glass-like thing wrapped on the surface of this object should have been the high-temperature fire it carried when it hit the ground, burning the soil layer into liquid, and then wrapping it on top of the body of the treasure.
Yang Junshan had tried to peel off this layer of glass-like things, but the hardness of this layer of glass wrapped around the treasure was obviously far beyond his expectations, and he had also injected spiritual power into it, trying to elicit the response of the treasure body, but it was still like a mud cow entering the sea, and spiritual consciousness was also unable to penetrate the layer of glass wrapped on the surface of the treasure.
Fortunately, Yang Junshan knew that this place was not suitable for a long time, it was only a few hundred miles away from Shaofeng, such a big movement must have attracted the attention of Shao Sect, and the distance of hundreds of miles was just less than a cup of tea for the cultivators of the real human realm.
At this time, Yang Junshan did not dare to control the light and run away, which was tantamount to telling everyone who noticed that the treasure was on him, and he could only use the winding terrain on the ground to constantly change direction in order to get rid of possible suspicion and pursuit.
Just after Yang Junshan left the pit, about a stick of incense, another escape light flew in, and in the blink of an eye, it had already flown over the pit.
The light dissipated, and a monk who looked about thirty years old was surrounded by qi to protect himself, it was obvious that he was a monk of the real world, but for some reason, the monk of the real world had a hint of panic on his face at this time.
I saw the monk stretch out his hand towards the pit, and a silent pressure suddenly generated, and the vegetation around the pit quickly collapsed around the pit.
Suddenly, the invisible pressure suddenly subsided, and a look of anger flashed on the monk's face, as if there was still a hint of disbelief, he stretched out his palm and pressed it towards the bottom of the pit, and the mud wrapped in groundwater was suddenly discharged, revealing the bottom of the pit.
The monk's palms closed and thrust downward, and then his palms opened outward, and the bottom of the pit seemed to be stretched open by an invisible force, cracking on both sides, but what the monk was looking for was still nowhere to be found!
The angry monk swung his palm down suddenly, and the pit seemed to be smashed down by a giant hammer all at once, and with a bang, it collapsed again, becoming bigger and deeper.
I don't know how long it took, Yang Junshan himself didn't know how far he had walked, and he judged the direction in the middle of the night, at this time, he should really be in the south direction of the shaking peak, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that there was a chaotic spiritual turmoil not far ahead.
This is someone fighting, and it's a melee!
Yang Junshan's heart moved, secretly saying that it wouldn't be such a coincidence, recalling the more than ten meteors flying around in the wilderness before, one of the brighter light clusters did fall in this direction.
Holding his breath as hard as he could, like a big insect slowly approaching its prey, it quietly approached the place where the melee took place, and from a distance, he heard the roar of magical powers and the sound of metal and iron colliding with magic weapons, as well as the shouting and scolding of monks from each other.
In the dark night, more than ten martial realm cultivators were fighting each other in the chaos, and there were several corpses lying there on the ground.
And in the center of these corpses, a cluster of flickering aura was so eye-catching, but whenever someone tried to get close to that aura, they would always be attacked by others.
This group of more than ten monks, judging from their clothes, should be the martial arts realm monks in some nearby manors and villages, they should have been attracted by the meteors of the previous air flying generals, and a few of them were wearing pajamas and short shirts, obviously after waking up in their sleep, they hurried over before they could change their clothes.
These Martial Realm cultivators were all above the middle and late stages of the Martial Realm, three of them had the most majestic momentum, as if they were three Great Perfection Realm monks, and on the periphery of the more than ten monks who were fighting, there were still others hiding and watching from a distance, and most of these people were just some monks in the early and middle stages of the Martial Realm.
Yang Junshan looked at the light cluster that could be shimmering with a glowing aura, this light mass was only the size of a fist, obviously different from the treasure Yang Junshan had obtained before, but Yang Junshan was extremely familiar with this object, because not long ago he had just gotten two in the Luoxia Cave Mansion, which were the Shadow Inheritance Beads.
How could this air meteor flying general still have a photo inheritance bead flying down!
This thought flashed in Yang Junshan's mind, but he suddenly remembered that before the meteor descended, the night sky had changed several times in a short period of time, and at the same time, there was a streamer in the sky illuminating the night sky, which was obviously a great magical monk fighting.
Could it be that these treasures that fell were not some external meteorite descending, but were formed by the scattering of treasures on the body after the fall of the great supernatural monk?
Thinking of this, Yang Junshan's gaze at the message inheritance bead was even more fiery, it was able to induce such a large-scale elephant of great magical powers, it was at least a duel between the monks in the middle and late stages of the real human realm, and the preciousness of the photo inheritance bead that could be valued by them and carried on their bodies was self-evident.
Although Yang Junshan's heart was hot, he knew that if he wanted to rush up to snatch it at this time, he would inevitably become the target of public criticism, and he still needed to lurk and wait for the best opportunity!
At this time, it seemed that some agreement had been reached between the three Great Perfection monks among the monks in this group of monks in the melee, and one of them suddenly rushed towards the Shadow Inheritance Bead, and several monks near him took action to stop it.
These only three fifth major perfection monks were originally the most vigilant targets among everyone, but when they saw one person rushing forward at this time, they were immediately besieged by all the monks near him.
Seeing that other people's magical powers and magic weapons were about to fall on him, suddenly two rays of light inserted into the battle group from the left and right sides, stopping everyone's offensive together.
"It's not good, the three of them have to join forces, everyone will stop them, otherwise no one will be able to stop the three of them!"
One person roared in the dark night, and the rest of the Martial Realm cultivators could also see the situation clearly, even if they didn't need to, they knew that only by joining forces at this time could they stop the three people with the highest cultivation level!
However, these three people had obviously planned for a long time, and the two Great Perfection monks who took cover had already occupied a suitable position, and at this time, they rushed up from both sides, just behind the man who rushed to the front, blocking everyone's siege for him.
The man lowered his head and took the light mass on the ground in his hand, and with a whistle, he rushed towards the wilderness, and the two Great Perfection monks behind him resisted everyone for a moment, and then turned away one after another, while the rest of the Martial Realm monks couldn't catch up.
In the wilderness under the night, there were still people trying to stop the successful Great Perfection monk, but most of these people were early monks of the first and second levels of the Martial Realm, and there was no one under him at all, and after a while, they had already broken out of the encirclement.
However, just when he was relieved, he suddenly noticed a strange wind pressing down above his head, and when he looked up, a miserable howl in the wilderness stopped abruptly with a violent muffled sound.
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