"Huh, who is deducing me?"

Just as Lingxu's clone was about to enter the huge magic circle, a mysterious layer of gossip jade pendant hanging around his waist emitted a mysterious halo, a mysterious aura that had broken through his destiny, and a mysterious aura flashed away.

At that moment, Lingxu felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if in the vast river of fate, a powerful fortune teller was deducing his position at this moment.

"Hurry, let him go down!" A cold light flashed in Lingxu's eyes, and he said anxiously.

"Is it because of the old monster that Dragon King that deduces me, or is there someone else? Putting a clone in the world, it shouldn't be alarmed by those old monsters."

Lingxu's eyes flashed, and his thoughts flew.

...

Flowers bloom and stems, and the words are divided into two ends.

Let’s talk about when Wang An came close to the lotus root of the Heavenly Heart Creation, he found that a place thousands of feet away from the small courtyard was filled with many monks, with an estimated three or four hundred people. No one attracted much attention from Wang An’s arrival.

"That level 8 old turtle must not be able to leave the courtyard, so he didn't dare to chase it out at all."

"I think there are ten things, that monster is bound by some restriction."

"That's the lotus root of Tianxin. Even if you get a lotus seed, it's worth the adventure."

As soon as Wang An stopped, he heard the discussion around him, bustling and bustling.

"Hey, this breath..."

At this time, Wang An seemed to feel something, his face changed, and a faint golden halo suddenly appeared on his body. The Eight Desolation Heaven-Slaying Art moved, and the spiritual energy around him turned into metallicity in a thought.

"That is... the Golden Spirit Pearl, the Origin Pearl of Gold." Wang An looked at the golden beads floating above Jin Yuanzi's head in shock.

"No, but there is the aura of the Golden Spirit Pearl on it. Is the legend of the Golden Spirit Pearl in the Golden Spirit Sect true? This person is the legendary Jin Yuanzi."

Just as Wang An looked at Jin Yuanzi's spiritual sense, the other party seemed to have noticed it, and turned around to look at Wang An's location.

...

At this time, earth-shaking changes occurred in the mysterious cave with magma rolling and spiritual energy.

The disappearing spirit void orders before were like milk swallows returning to their nests. At this moment, they gathered in the cave. All the tokens suspended in the air emitted mysterious runes, which gradually merged together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Buzz!”

The space was filled with a powerful aura, and the entire cave seemed to be shaking!

In the brilliant light of the fusion of all tokens, a colorful light suddenly burst out, a palpitationary aura swept across all directions, and a brand new token suddenly appeared in the air.

This token is very similar to Lingxuling. There are only different runes around it. This token exudes a powerful aura, and a powerful spiritual pressure directly falls on the red-haired man.

"Hahaha, old man Lingxu, you miscalculated. You can no longer imprison me. The sword formation is broken, the blood jade immortal palm escapes, and even the Tianxin Creation Lotus seems to be about to be stolen."

"Hahaha, you will never get the results of your Lingxu clan for millions of years!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man with big and thick hair, fiery red hair and two horns on his forehead was smiling long, and seemed very happy.

The two mysterious ropes on his hands and feet have become as faint as their hair, their spiritual light is dim, and they look like they are about to be broken at any time.

At this time, the mysterious token in the air fell with a brilliant light, as if consolidating the rope and preventing the mysterious fire dragon from escaping.

"Disillusion! I also want to stop my king from getting out of trouble today."

The short-horned spiritual light on the big man's forehead flickered, and two spiritual lights that destroyed the world burst out, directly defeating the spiritual light that scattered the token.

With every time he broke free, a layer of terrifying scales suddenly appeared on his arms, and the demonic energy rolled. Every time he struggled, the spiritual energy on the mysterious rope became dim.

...

Let’s talk about it, the monks who have been around the world thousands of feet away from the creation of the Tianxin have gathered nearly four hundred monks at this moment, and all the surviving monks seem to have gathered here.

In addition to Wang An, there is also a monk with perfect golden elixir in the Medicine King Valley who survived and gathered here.

"Everyone, I am Jin Yuanzi of the Jinling Sect. These fellow Taoists have tested the mysterious turtle before. He seems to be unable to leave that place..." Jin Yuanzi, who was fluttering in golden brocade clothes and golden beads hanging on his head, pointed to the old woman wearing an inscribed Bagua Taoist robe and holding a dragon-headed crutch, and said lightly.

"The so-called seeking wealth and honor in danger, cultivating one's true nature, competing for life with heaven and earth. Since you have this opportunity today, how can you give up easily? That is the legendary creation of the heavenly heart. If you can get such legendary immortal spirits, it will be no problem to win the gods in the future."

"Today, two junior brothers from my Jinling Sect came out, and the other sects selected one or two masters to come out. They were only responsible for guiding the eighth-level monster away. I will go in and steal the Tianxin Creation Lotus." After Jin Yuanzi said that, two fake infant cultivators appeared directly in front of the crowd, both wearing Jinling Sect's clothes.

As the largest sect in Jinlingzhou, no one refuted Jin Yuanzi's words.

In a row, nearly fifty people were drawn.

"Ao, roo..."

After these people entered for a moment, they saw the demonic aura rolling in the small yard, and a breath that broke through the sky swept across ten miles.

"Ahhh, help me!"

"Run quickly, it's really a level 8 monster!"

Accompanied by a series of miserable shouts, the light of inspiration flashed, and dozens of inspiration shot out, fleeing towards the direction that deviated from Jin Yuanzi and others.

An old man with a huge turtle shell on his back, a clear face, and two small beards, had a demonic aura and chased him behind him. A monk exploded and died with a finger.

"Hey, this turtle? Xiao Jin, this is not your kind."

Looking at the turtle with a turtle that was rolling in evil spirits, Wang An glanced at Xiao Jin lying on his shoulders and said with a playful look on his face.

"Go, you are the same!" Xiao Jin's little eyes rolled for a moment and retorted without hesitation.

"Okay, let's take action too. See if you have any chance to steal the Tianxin Creation Root." After Wang An instructed Xiao Jin a few words, each man and the turtle took action separately.

The chief disciples of major sects basically rushed into the yard at the first time, but when they wanted to steal the Tianxin Creation Lotus, they found that there was a layer of spiritual energy shield on it, which must have been arranged by the eighth-level monster.

"cut!"

Jin Yuanzi turned his palm and a green spiritual sword appeared in his hand. The sword emitted powerful spiritual pressure, and the three swords split the spiritual shield.

"I never expected that the wind-attributed spirit sword fell into this boy's hands." Seeing this attributed spirit sword, Wang An's eyes showed a hint of clarity.

It must be Jin Yuanzi who relied on his advanced cultivation to directly seize the treasures of others.

"Little thief, you are looking for death!"

Just as the spiritual shield was split, the sound of roaring in the sky was rumbling, and the demonic energy rolled, and a figure with a shocking murderous aura shot in.

"Why are you back so quickly?"
Chapter completed!