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Chapter 113: The Fall of the Treasures

The blocked mountain gate made the dozens of high-level cultivators from the "Three Mountains and Two Gates" and the old monster Feng who had already left the single were particularly annoyed.

I was afraid that the only remaining late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and the Cultivator of the Cyclone stage who were currently in Tianqiao Pavilion took this opportunity to escape.

Although according to common sense, the chances of the Shanhe Keyboard appearing on the Cultivator of the Cultivator are extremely small, no one dares to rule out that the Tianqiao Pavilion will unexpectedly let the Cultivator of the Shanhe Keyboard take advantage of the clever waters.

Fortunately, the seven old monsters in the God Transformation Stage quickly discovered that not only the cultivator of the Cyclone stage remained motionless, but the late Nascent Soul cultivator was flying rapidly towards the mountain gate.

Wuyou didn't dare to neglect for a moment. These seven old monsters in the God Transformation Stage finally burst out with their terrifying strength.

The old monster Feng was still simply waving his Thunder Knife. His moves were not fancy, and his playing style was completely a way to win with strength. Every knife was lightning and thunder, which was shocking and suffocating.

Master Xuantong of Wanfoshan clasped his hands together and sang loudly "South San Mando Pushed the Beard and Beard of Sosaho", showing the true body of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, one of the three saints of the West. He was full of pure golden white fireworks. He held a white brush in his right hand, held a lotus in his left hand, and stepped on a red lotus in his foot. When he walked, the worlds in all directions were shaken, and five hundred billion treasures were born, which reduced the power of the magic weapon's attack and almost wanted to worship him.

The old monster of the Taohua Mountain God Transformation is very handsome, and looks just a handsome young man, gently shaking a thin paper fan in his hand. Although his major practices are all about confusing sentient beings, and the tricks to replenish yin and yang have no effect on the magic treasure soul, the fragrance brought by each fan is even more ecstatic based on his cultivation level in the God Transformation Stage.

The elder of Lingyao Mountain and the Dan Sheng Yuwentu are both experts in playing with fire. The baby fire in their bodies is invincible and is the best weapon. A flame is sprayed out casually and it becomes tangible. Two people, one red and one white, turned into lions and tigers, and suddenly there are groups of lions and tigers in the Tianqiaoge Mountain Gate Square, roaring in the mountains and forests, and the air is boiling.

The old monster of the Tiangang Gate transforms into a god pulls the Nine Dragons and gathers strength to the treasure carving bow, shoots the invisible soul-seeking arrow in the blue sea, and the arrows invisibly seek human souls.

Although the old monster who transformed into God in the Evil Ghost Mountain could not exert its power because he encountered the magic weapon soul, he threw bone arrows, faint fire, and cold wind to make the magic weapon soul exhausted, which was the most difficult to deal with.

The seven great god-transforming cultivators took action at the same time, how powerful was it? In addition, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators helped, the situation immediately took a sharp turn.

All things were the first to be hit by the bone arrows of the old monster in the evil ghost mountain and the invisible soul-seeking arrows of the Tiangang Gate, and were swallowed by Yuwen Tu's infant cremation tiger in one bite. The body and soul were refined together.

These magic weapons and souls have been together for thousands of years, and they have already had deep affection between each other. The destruction of everything has made them all angry.

However, the gap in strength between the two sides was too huge. Lingling, Jiuyao, Longtou, Heifeng, and Xuanming one magic weapon after another could not escape the fate of both body and spirit.

Cui'er could save this one, not that one, not for a while, not for a while, and not for a while. Seeing everyone passing away one after another, tears quietly slashed across her cheeks and wet her clothes.

As Wansheng and other magic weapons were unwilling to be slaughtered for nothing, they self-destructed their bodies and several Nascent Soul cultivators died together, and Cui'er was the only one left in the 18 best magic weapons in the square of Tianqiaoge Mountain Gate.

At this time, a golden light flashed by, and a golden armored warrior with a golden helmet, golden armor, golden boots, golden shield in his left hand and golden sword in his right hand flew to the mountain gate square from Tianqiao Pavilion.

This golden-armored warrior was the last late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in Tianqiao Pavilion. His uninvited come surprised these old monsters in the God Transformation Stage. Only the old monster Feng Wuxi looked at him thoughtfully, squinting his eyes and looking at him carefully.

Cui'er was immersed in the great grief of losing her close partner. Seeing Pan Jian'an running towards the mountain gate in neatly dressed his guardian magic weapon, she could no longer control her excitement, and shouted: "What are you doing here? Why haven't you run away yet! Do you want Tianqiao Pavilion to perish? Are you worthy of Wansheng and the others like this?"

Pan Jianan ignored Cui'er and made an act that shocked everyone. He took out a mountain and river treasure bag from his arms and said to the seven old monsters who transformed gods in front of him: "The mountain and river treasure bag you want is here! I can give it to you, but you have to let me go, otherwise I will destroy this mountain and river treasure bag and make it impossible for you to get it!"

The seven old monsters transformed gods looked at each other and asked themselves that they could not take the secret from a Nascent Soul cultivator, but nodded helplessly.

The higher the cultivator, the more he promised. Pan Jian'an did not doubt that he had falsehood and threw the mountain and river secrets into the air and let these seven god-transforming monsters snatch them.

Cui'er was very shocked and puzzled by Pan Jian'an's behavior, but she also knew that Pan Jian'an had two gifts of mountains and rivers in his hands, and it was understandable to take out one to overcome the difficulties, so she did not stop it too much.

The Mountain and River Tie Bag was just thrown out, and the seven old monsters transformed the gods immediately took action, used all their strength, and started a fierce battle.

Since the demise of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, the old monster Feng has become more and more reckless. This time he is the first to rush out and pounce on the Shanhe Keyboard. As a result, he is forced to stay away from the Keyboard by the vicious attacks issued by several other monsters at the same time, and becomes the first person to be eliminated.

The mysterious Tong of Wanfo Mountain seems to be much more cautious and wise. He waved his hand with the true body of the Bodhisattva, rolled the white brush in his hand towards the mountains and rivers, and was always paying attention to the movements of others.

The old monster of the Taohua Mountain God Transformation was the most cunning and cunning. He simply sacrificed a large area of ​​ecstasy peach blossom miasma to surround the mountain and river treasure bag. There were two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who were eager to make contributions and overestimated their abilities because they got too close to each other and were infected by the miasma. Their face immediately flushed and showed a ecstasy expression, but they soon became shriveled and died, and their flesh and blood cultivation became a tonic for the peach blossom miasma.

Seeing this ecstatic peach blossom miasma so poisonous, even the old monster in the God Transformation Stage had no time to provide help, and all the Nascent Soul cultivators retreated far away without any time.

Seeing this, the old monster of the evil ghost mountain transformed into gods thought to himself: "You are doing the first day of the lunar month, and I am doing the fifteenth day of the lunar month." Unwilling to let the person go, he threw a ball of thousands of corpse poison around the mountain and river secret bag.

At this time, the elder of Lingyao Mountain suddenly activated and used the red clouds and sky fire beside him to force the peach blossom miasma and the poison of ten thousand corpse, separated the white fu from the true body of the Xuantong Dazhi Bodhisattva, and grabbed the mountain and river secret bag.

This triggered a strong reaction from everyone.

The old monster of the Tiangang Gate transformed into a god quickly pulled the Nine Dragons to gather strength to the treasure carving bow and shot out eight invisible soul-seeking arrows in the blue sea. The old monster of the evil ghost mountain used the strongest way to attract souls and the old monster of the Taohua Mountain also flew out of the sky, hoping to force the elder of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain to retreat.
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