"Oh no, that old turtle is back!"

Wang An's face changed, and the little golden figure on his shoulder flashed and fled directly into the soil. As Wang An sensed, he saw it quickly advancing towards the pond.

With a thought, a talisman appeared in Wang An's hand. Before the powerful demonic aura had been locked in him, it turned into a ray of spiritual light and appeared a hundred feet away. In the blink of an eye, it reached a thousand feet away.

"die!"

The eight-level monster had murderous aura in its eyes, raised its arms, and the spiritual energy in the air rolled, and the demonic energy seemed to have collapsed at this moment. In the blink of an eye, two towering giant palms landed in the air.

"Boom!"

The earth shakes, the sky and the earth shake, the void storms, the dust is flying, and a powerful force swept across all directions.

Level 8 monster, the power of one blow, the world changes color.

Except for those top geniuses with secret techniques, substitutes, or top geniuses with treasures, most of them were wiped out under this blow.

With one blow, no less than a hundred casualties!

"This is the eighth-level monster, and its strength seems to be far superior to that of the Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Have everyone given up like this? The shield has been broken. Humph, as long as we block it for a moment, we will definitely get the Tianxin Creation Root!"

A monk wearing a black robe with ridges and angular facial features said with a little dirt-faced face.

"Buzz!"

He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a breath of the Nascent Soul rose into the sky. In the public eye, a slender and expressionless monk appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah, this...isn't this the legendary spiritual puppet in the Puppet Sect? He is willing to let Chen Mo bring it in."

At this moment, everyone saw this puppet exuding the aura of Nascent Soul, and their eyes were filled with shock.

It is said that the Puppet Sect has a spiritual puppet inherited from ancient times. Its spirituality is comparable to that of humans, and its cultivation is no less weak than that of the Nascent Soul cultivator. However, no one has seen it before. It was not until this moment that the rumors were not the rumor of the void.

"Haha, since that's the case, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." Seeing Chen Mo reveal his strongest means, Jin Yuanzi walked out with a smile.

As he muttered something, he saw a golden bead floating in the air making golden light, and a breath of destruction gradually spread on it; Wang An, who was far away from before, could clearly feel the rich origin of gold on the bead, but it was not the real origin bead.

Then, another monk with a perfect golden elixir came out, patted the storage bag around his waist, and a broken talisman slowly floated in the air.

As the monk muttered something, this incomplete talisman emitted a vicissitudes of vicissitudes. A sharp aura soared into the sky, and the spiral talisman condensed into a powerful aura that seemed to kill the Nascent Soul monk.

One, two...

Finally, he stayed there, staring at the level 8 monster with a fierce look on his face!

Seeing this scene, Wang An was amazed in his heart. He never expected that these disciples of major sects had basically the means to resist the Nascent Soul cultivators. But what surprised Wang An was that the Medicine King Valley did not leave such means.

"Hahaha, despicable humans, a group of small ants, have some courage; but unfortunately they are just overestimating their abilities and ants move big trees."

The eighth-level monster laughed without being angry, and did not attack again. Instead, he looked coldly at the casting of more than a dozen monks in front of him.

"Haha, I'll hand over the fortune of Tianxin and spare you." Jin Yuanzi said confidently.

"It's really a search for death!"

The little old man's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and his demonic aura rolled on his body. In everyone's face, he turned into a turtle-shaped monster with no patterns.

"Ho huh..."

His neck raised, and a deafening roar was heard. Runes around him rolled and he smashed them directly at everyone.

The spiritual energy roars, the void is surging, and the demonic wind is blowing!

"go!"

More than a dozen magic weapons emitted a spiritual light in the sky, with a vast aura, turning into a dazzling spiritual light, directly blocking the turtle that was a hundred feet tall, like a rolling mountain.

"Boom!"

The heaven and earth were shaking, and the powerful spiritual energy was raging and rolling.

Everyone looked dull, and the monster limbs were seen entering the shell. The dark shell was shining with light, and all the attacks fell on it, like rain hitting a stone, without any damage.

"Haha, go die!"

The turtle showed its head, and a look of pride appeared in its eyes. It opened its mouth and a small and miniature turtle appeared in the air. The turtle was wearing a mysterious armor, with runes flashing around it, and its aura was extremely powerful.

"Demon baby!"

The monks around him saw this small turtle and a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

"go!"

The runes on the little turtle were flashing, and its front paws made strange movements.

For a moment, the heaven and earth changed color, and an invisible Taoist rhyme rolled in. The power of heaven and earth enveloped everyone's heads, making people feel suffocating.

The level eight monster, like a human cultivator, can initially control the power of heaven and earth. At this moment, she finally revealed the hideousness of the level eight monster at it.

"Boom!"

A vast and powerful force of heaven and earth came overwhelmed by the earth. Those powerful spiritual treasures that looked like rootless trees retreated one after another under the attack of heaven and earth, and each monk's face was red.

"This is the Nascent Soul! Control the power of heaven and earth! Finally, I know why Nascent Soul cultivators can easily crush low-level cultivators." Seeing this scene, Wang An's eyes showed a hint of yearning.

...

Just as a group of monks were fighting with the demon turtle, no one noticed that another sneaky little turtle appeared in the pond.

As soon as it turned over and drilled into the bottom of the pond, it picked up a three-inch-long lotus root.

I saw that the lotus root was as white as jade, with countless runes the size of rice grains on it, and a faint white halo!

"Damn, despicable human beings, who is stealing the Creation of the Heavenly Heart?"

The demon turtle seemed to have noticed it at this time, and directly left the dozen monks behind, turned around and flew back to the pond.

When he flew back to the pond, he saw a scene that made his eyes burst. A little dark turtle with a storage ring hanging around his neck, happily stealing the lotus root of Tianxin's fortune and picking seeds!

"You are looking for death, little turtle! You dare to touch the fate of the Tianxin. It's over, you're over." A look of fear appeared in the demon turtle's eyes.

"Who is it? You rustle!" Hearing the other party called Xiao turtle, a look of anger appeared in Xiao Jin's eyes, and suddenly a golden light shone on his body, and a powerful blood force surged.

"You... are you a real spirit? No, this breath, this bloodline doesn't seem to look like a real spirit!" He grabbed the demon turtle that had been swung out, felt the aura of Xiao Jinshen's body, his eyes condensed, and he took back the attack.
Chapter completed!