"Friends of Taoism, in order to prevent some unnecessary conflicts, we should first select a specific Taoist to pick all the flowers of fortune, and then coordinate them together to distribute them." The black-haired iron zombie did not rashly go forward to pick the flowers, but turned around and looked at the several foundation-building cultivators next to him and said.

The others were a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage who heard this, looked at each other for a few times, and after thinking for a while, he nodded in agreement.

"Who will let me go over and pick it?" After thinking about it, the middle-aged man with a long beard said with a smile.

"As for whom Taoist will let you go, the sir, please discuss it with the five Taoist." Hei Mao Tiezao turned his head and spoke indifferently.

"Brother Corpse is free and easy." A strange color flashed in the eyes of the monk in the long-bearded foundation-building stage. Obviously, he didn't expect that the black-haired iron zombie, who had the best cultivation level here, would be so calm.

But when I thought about it, the middle-aged man with long beard became a little clear. There is only a black-haired iron zombie here, not a human, and they have five foundation-building cultivators here. Once this black-haired iron zombie has any strange intentions, it is definitely five foundation-building humans who work together to eliminate it first. No matter how high his cultivation level is, can he resist the joint efforts of five foundation-building cultivators!

"So that's the case, let's discuss it!" The monk in the long-bearded foundation-building stage turned his head and said to the other four human monks.

Then the five human foundation-building cultivators got together and began to say something in a low voice. In just half a quarter of an hour, they selected the monks of the foundation-building cultivators to pick them, and the other foundation-building cultivators were supervised.

The monks in the foundation-building stage of the whiskers glanced at the several monks in the foundation-building stage around them, and calmly raised their feet toward the black altar in front of them.

The remaining monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage watched the monks in the foundation-building stage walk forward without blinking, staring at the front with a serious look on their faces, but a hint of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the black-haired iron zombie, and leaned against the other four monks in the Foundation-building stage.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, pick it carefully. Someone wants to destroy the rhizome and cause the medicinal properties to pass away. After all, none of us has reached the realm of the Great Perfect Pill of Foundation Building, and no one can take this flower of fortune." The black-haired iron zombie shouted at the monk in the form of the whisker-bearded foundation building stage from afar.

"At this time, Zhang naturally knew that Brother Corpse didn't need to worry." The man with a beard turned around and leaned over to the flower of fortune on the altar, slapped the storage bag at his waist, took out a small jade shovel from it, and leaned against the flower of fortune on the altar.

"It's good if Brother Zhang knows it, it's good if Brother Zhang knows it." Hei Mao Tiezun laughed, then suddenly raised his foot and disappeared from the spot!

"What are you going to do?" A monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage closest to the Black-Haired Iron Zombie exclaimed, and waved his sleeves and released a small round iron shield.

The round iron shield grew sharply, and in an instant it changed from one or two inches to half a meter in size, horizontally standing in front of the foundation-building cultivator.

"Hehe." At this time, the black-haired iron zombie suddenly appeared in front of the iron shield. It opened its mouth slightly, spit out a drop of dark liquid, then raised its hand to rush towards the iron shield as if it was slow and solid.

The drop of liquid spit out by the black-haired iron zombie was extraordinary. When Fang shot out from the black-haired iron zombie's mouth, a circle of bloody mist formed around it, and at the same time, a strong and extremely rich smell of blood spread out.

The drop of liquid was very fast, and it hit the round iron shield released by the Foundation Establishment Cultivator and immediately splashed.

"What!" The foundation-building monk who released the iron shield exclaimed, his face full of horror.

In order to increase the possibility of a elixir, these foundation-building monks gathered together at the risk of offending the five sects. Now they finally saw the pair of flowers of the Creation Flowers close up. They were excited and became extremely alert. Especially at the moment of picking the flowers of the Creation Flowers, all the foundation-building monks raised their magic power. On the one hand, they were to prevent the bearded man from escaping the flowers, and on the other hand, they were to guard against the people around them sneak attacks. After all, this flower is not enough.

Because he was concentrated and his mental power was released, the first time he was sneak attacked by the Black-Haired Iron Zombie, the foundation-building cultivator surnamed Xiao reacted and immediately released his own method in the bottom of the box - a top-level protective shield.

After releasing the protective shield, the monk surnamed Xiao felt relieved. The top-level protective spiritual weapon was extremely powerful. Even if this black-haired iron zombie was at the third level, it would be impossible to break it in a moment.

But this monk named Xiao never expected that the black-haired iron zombie first sprayed a drop of strange liquid before attacking, hitting his top shield. What he did not expect was that this drop of liquid actually had strong corrosiveness. In a flash, it corroded his top shield by half, and his whole body was greatly reduced.

"Broken." The black-haired iron zombie shouted loudly, and a fist covered with black and hard hair hit the shield with great inspiration.

"Peng." The black-haired iron fist fell, and the valuable top protective shield broke in response.

Seeing his bottom-up method being shattered by a blow, the Xiao Foundation Establishment Cultivator looked shocked. He didn't expect to retreat behind him, and at the same time he also released a small golden short sword and chopped towards the black-haired iron zombie that was rushing towards him.

"Help me, fellow Taoists, my lips are gone and my teeth are cold." The monk surnamed Xiao shouted regardless of his image.

"Hehe, run there." After the black iron zombie smashed the shield, his feet moved and turned into a shadow and disappeared again!

The figure of the black-haired iron zombie on the side of the foundation-building monk surnamed Xiao flashed by, and then disappeared. It appeared again, about ten feet away, holding a storage bag in one hand and a heart that was beating with the other.

At this time, the monk named Xiao's foundation-building stage ran forward a few more steps and fell to the ground. A transparent hole in front and back of his chest was broken, and blood sputtered out for no money. The golden short sword released by the monk named Xiao's foundation-building stage was also weakly fell to the ground.

"The blood, soul and resentment of these thousands of creatures condensed to specifically corrode spiritual weapons, which is really amazing. It breaks a top-level spiritual weapon in just one drop." Hei Mao Iron Rounded his hand and put away the center of his hand, glanced at the top-level iron shield that had fallen to the ground and was already split.

"Hehe, this Earth Fire Pearl, which is as famous as Tianleizi, is indeed here for you, and you will not complain if you die!" Hei Mao Tiezun forced his inspection of the storage bag taken from the monk named Xiao, and then smiled.

At this time, the other monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage had a gloomy face and looked at the black-haired iron zombie with cold expressions. The black-haired iron zombie sneaked and killed the monks surnamed Xiao in a very short time, so they would not give them a chance to rescue!

"Heimao, you dare to kill Fellow Daoist Xiao. Do you want to monopolize these flowers of fortune? Are you not afraid that the four of us will join forces to kill you!" At this time, the middle-aged man with a long beard asked with a cold face.

"As soon as I started, you don't have to react to the fact that the surname Xiao is slow, but you are only concerned about protecting yourself, and there seems to be a brief hesitation, otherwise the corpse would not succeed too easily! Why are you hesitating? Everyone knows why you are hesitating. Isn't it just that you just hold me and kill someone with Xiao, and you will have the idea of ​​killing me again, so that the two people will be less divided, and you will get more. Unfortunately, your plan is wrong." Hei Mao Tiezun shook his head and laughed haha.

"Hmph, we four foundation-building monks can't take you!" The long-eared foundation-building monk frowned slightly, and at the same time, he subconsciously glanced around, afraid that the black-haired iron zombie would have hidden means or helpers, but when he turned his head, he was shocked to see that the whisker-bearded foundation-building monks who had been picking the flower of creation had actually shot out black light about an inch long.

Hei Mao Tie took action just now, and most of these foundation-building monks focused on this place, but many of them were placed on the flowers of fortune not far away, and they were afraid that someone would take the flowers in the chaos.

When the three Foundation Establishment Cultivators here saw that the whiskers who were responsible for collecting flowers retreated immediately, and did not have the attitude of collecting flowers to escape, they breathed a sigh of relief.

But now the aura of the monks in the foundation-building stage who retreated from the altar suddenly changed drastically, and a strong ghost energy was lingering all over their bodies. A black light shot out from their eyes, which looked very gloomy.

"What a pity, you don't have four people anymore, and it's not you who besieged us, but we besieged you." Hei Mao Tiezo grinned, revealing two black fangs.
Chapter completed!