Chapter 682 Falling into the hole?(1/2)
Fang Junmei and six others set out again and searched.
At this moment, five days have passed.
No one knows how many of those five things have fallen into the hands of monks.
When Fang Junmei was stealing her free time, she couldn't resist Zhuang Youde's strong and obscene suggestions, and then spit out the light of faith, bowed to it a few times, and said a few words to hope it could guide itself and find nonsense like Shenwang Sword, as if she begged grandpa and grandma.
The Light of Faith did not react at all, which made Yang Xiaoman and others laugh.
Zhuang Youde was even more happy like a monkey, grinning out his bad teeth and slapping his thighs.
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In the underground maze, the situation has become increasingly chaotic.
Many of the monks who could not find those five things began to become anxious and irritable, and some monks who had already practiced their spiritual consciousness began to attack other monks.
After coming this trip, I have to grab something back no matter how I go!
Kill.
Fierce fight.
Blood flows into a river, flowing into an inexplicable space.
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In another direction, the five Daolangs and the others in troubled times were also continuing to search.
The five people walked together, but no one dared to make a decision easily. Daolang and Buzhou Nu both had spiritual consciousness in the troubled times. After killing two or three monks, they also stole some things, which was a good harvest.
At this moment, a golden light flashed and the five people entered a first-level space again.
Boom boom boom boom-
As soon as I entered, a huge rumbling sound came, and the waves of air hit the surface, as if a twisted world was slapped horizontally.
The five people were photographed without even standing firmly, and their skin was broken and their internal organs were photographed to hurt.
Oh shit!
The Dao Lang cursed at the troubled times, and there was no time to see more for the time being, so he quickly used his protective powers and rushed out to the edge first.
After rushing out, the waves of air still rolled up, mixed with various attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The five people were directly hit on the edge of the wall. After fixing their bodies, they all had their swords unsheathed and looked fiercely.
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In the hall, six monks were fighting fiercely.
Apart from this, there is nothing like gold box swords.
However, Dao Lang's eyes became complicated, because two of them were the Sea of Troubled Times and Fu Feng in the Troubled Times, and the monks who fought with them were four mid-stage monks in the mortal stage, besieging one of them in pairs.
Just by looking at the situation, you can tell that the four cultivators in the middle stage of the mortal transformation are mostly from the same team, and this posture is mostly for killing and robbing.
Chu Xiong and a few of them saw clearly the sea of troubled times, then turned their attention to Daolang in troubled times, and he would decide.
At this moment, Dao Lang stared at the sea of troubled times, with deep and complex eyes, and even more a hidden look of contemplation.
The six people also noticed their arrival at this moment.
The two of them, after their eyes lit up, dimmed again.
The two of them were at a disadvantage at this moment. They tried to rush towards the teleportation array pattern and escape, but were both stopped by the other party's strange magical powers.
I was injured a lot and my breath was even more depressed. I wanted to ask Dao Lang to help me in troubled times, but how did I say it?
The four people had their eyes flashing. After a moment, a monk who looked like an old man in purple robe singed and said, "Five fellow Taoists, these two people have some celebrations with us, and I hope you don't interfere."
Victory is in sight, of course I don’t want to be fucked by someone.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
When Dao Lang heard this, he laughed loudly, and his voice was filled with a sense of coldness and madness, which made Chu Xiongcai and the other four look at him with strange expressions.
"It's a coincidence that these two guys have some grudges against me, and what about the four of us?"
The Dao Lang said in a troubled time, as if he was going to take advantage of the situation.
When the four people heard this, they naturally would not believe it easily. They just thought that the Dao Lang wanted to get a share in the troubled times, and his expression suddenly became a little gloomy and ugly.
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"Daolang, when I was in the family, although I was biased, I was not bad at treating you brothers and sisters. Are you planning to repay me like this?"
At this moment, the sea of troubled times started to swear with a sad and angry look!
Do you really have old grudges?
The four of them were stunned.
When Dao Lang heard this, he laughed again, and Changdao pointed at him: "Do you know that after you left, our brother and sister were expelled from the family by your grandson and chased him thousands of miles away? Fu Feng in the troubled times, should we calculate the account today!"
There is no way to speak in the sea of troubled times.
"You are just a family member, and you deserve to compete with me for opportunities!"
Fu Feng said coldly in the troubled times.
I did everything, did it, and did he cry and ask for forgiveness? This person obviously did not have such a personality.
When the four of them heard this, they believed it a little and felt a little relieved. They had seen too many similar stories.
"Four, the five of them don't take any of them. I just want to calculate one of ours, let me kill them and repay the old hatred of that year. How about it?"
In the troubled times, Dao Lang said to the four people again.
The four of them were unhappy when they heard this, and they had five more helpers who didn't want money.
"Then I'll have five."
The old man in purple robe said.
Among the four, he was the most calm and cunning. Although the expressions of the Dao Lang and the grandson of the Sea of Troubled Times were from the heart and there was no flaw, this person still secretly had a little vigilance, and even sent a voice to remind the other three.
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"With me, I killed these two bastards!"
Dao Lang shouted loudly in the troubled times and rushed out with Buzhou Nu and the other four.
The five people had a scent of Taoist heart, and they were all full of a tiger going down the mountain, fearless and fearless. The momentum alone could scare away many monks.
Soon, he joined the war and siege the grandparents and grandchildren in the sea of troubled times.
With the addition of the five of them, the situation of grandparents and grandchildren in troubled times has become increasingly declining and has been hurt.
Seeing this scene, the last little doubt in the hearts of the four people finally let go.
"Everyone, be careful that their souls will explode and kill them quickly."
The Dao Lang sent a message to eight people at the same time.
When the eight people heard this, they didn't say anything, and their hearts were filled with awe.
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"It's outrageous. Even if I die, I will bring you on the road together."
The sea of troubled times seemed to be at the end of the hero, with white hair dancing and blood stains faintly. After a roar, a heavy knife and thunder came over.
Bang!
This knife knocked the sword man away in troubled times, as if he was seriously injured and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
The Dao Lang in the Troubled Times was blown away, and the Troubled Times rushed towards one of the four monks.
This monk was a young man with a pockmarked face. Although his appearance was inconspicuous, his supernatural powers were somewhat good. He was a water cultivator, and his blue vortex magical powers repeatedly sucked the grandparents and grandchildren in the sea of troubled times and did not allow them to escape.
Seeing the sea of troubled times rushing towards him, this person was also worried about his self-destruction, so he flashed out as soon as possible.
And the front where he went to the direction of the turbulent Dao Lang who had just been bombarded.
Bang!
In another direction, Chu Xiongcai knocked the floating maple in the troubled times out.
Chen Daluo and another monk among the four people killed Fu Feng in the troubled times.
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Not mentioning others, I just talked about the pockmarked face and fled towards Dao Lang in the troubled times. When I saw the troubled times like a madman, I gave up killing him, but instead killed another monk among the four, and my mind was relieved.
"Die!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out not far ahead.
I saw the turbulent world Dao Lang who had just spit out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, the breath suddenly rose. His figure was like a thunder god, flashing with silver light, and the electric wire sizzled. He held up the long sword, and slashed at the head with one knife.
The direction of this knife was exactly this pock-faced monk!
To be continued...