Regarding Yang Tianxiao's suggestion, the monk from the Turtle Back Sect smiled and said, "I have something in my hand, called Drunken Dragon Grass, a thousand-year-old genus. Once any alien beast is swallowed, it will definitely not be able to sleep. Even a divine beast level is the same. This thing has a huge effect on the transformation of the alien beast. After using it, the alien beast will definitely take the bait."

Yang Tian laughed and his eyes lit up when he heard this, "Good thing, what do you call me?"

The monk from the Turtle Back Sect looked lustful and said, "I'm in the Turtle Back Sect - Gui Wuji."

Yang Tian smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Gui Wuji took out the Drunk Dragon Grass, and he has made the most of his contribution. There will definitely be a fellow Taoist in the spiritual objects later. I think there is no objection to others."

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and no one had any objections. After all, if there was really a Drunken Dragon Grass, it would be a great achievement and would avoid the possibility of a head-on battle.

At this time, He Baichuan said: "There is something below, called the Heavenly Covering Tent. This thing can be closed by hand and hidden in the void. Even those who have attained enlightenment cannot find me. With this thing, I can lead the earth Qilin to the place where the Drunken Dragon Grass is, and then leave calmly. I think this is a great achievement."

Yang Tianxiao looked at him and said something. Unexpectedly, He Baichuan had such means and courage, but he underestimated this person, not a simple conspirator.

He Baichuan's face was calm, and he could not see joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. At this time, Yang Tian smiled and said, "If fellow Taoist He Baichuan really has such treasures, it is indeed a great achievement and should get one."

Soon the scene became thrilling, and the monks of all major sects took out the things they had in the box, trying to get a lot of credit and then share the treasures. Unfortunately, most of the things in their hands were limited and did not fall into Yang Tianxiao's eyes.

In the end, only the things brought out by the monks of the four sects had a huge effect. Others could only fight and distribute them after the treasure was successful.

Bai Fengjiu was still calm and waiting for the final result. When Xirang was obtained, he naturally had the means to get a share. Now he was quietly watching Yang Tianxiao's performance.

The plan was soon made. Gui Wuji would plant the Drunken Dragon Grass at the foot of the mountain. He Baichuan climbed to the top of the mountain alone and lured the Tuqilin to the place where the Drunken Dragon Grass was planted at the foot of the mountain.

Another person who provided the treasure would put his treasure, the mist of the mystery god, in the Drunken Dragon Grass.

The Mist of the God of the God is a magical magic weapon that can release mysterious mist that covers a mile. There is no object in the fog, and no breath can penetrate the obstacles of the Mist of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the People, and it is absolutely impossible to come out easily without special techniques. Even those who have attained enlightenment are the same. The magic weapon that can confuse those who have attained enlightenment is extremely rare.

Others have to hide and not reveal any trace, otherwise it will be aroused by Tu Qilin's attention. At the same time, another person holding a treasure will use as insurance to hide around the Drunken Dragon Grass, wait for the opportunity to display his killer weapon.

Yang Tianxiao is always ready. He also has a killer move. Although it is for the time being, it is now useful.

Gui Wuji moved quickly, and he kept the Drunken Dragon Grass in a jade box that kept it alive. As soon as he took it out, it emitted a breathtaking fragrance. However, Gui Wuji seemed to be ready, and a vital shield rose to isolate all the fragrance.

After planting the Drunken Dragon Grass, another monk appeared in his hand a sphere of smog-shaped sphere. After a while, the smoke expanded and dissipated around, quickly covering the boundary of a mile below the mountain.

As the placement below was made, a huge roar sounded from the peak, and a yellow auspicious cloud rose up and rushed down the peak. The overwhelming pressure made everyone feel a huge pressure coming, which made them unable to exhale.

Bai Fengjiu stood in the place where everyone hid, and the eyes of fate were secretly displayed, peeking at the bottom of the earth qilin from the long river of time. After a while, he said intimately: "What a powerful guy, I'm afraid he's a divine beast about to enter the second level, but their plan was successful."

The earth-yellow auspicious clouds covered the sky and immediately covered the entire foot of the mountain. A huge earth-kirin of ten feet in size appeared here, covered with fine earth-yellow scales, a noble breath enveloped it, and the eyes of the human heads swept around, like two beacons. Although the breath was full of the sky, it showed a sense of laziness. It seemed that I had just woken up and was a little lazy.

At this moment, its nose suddenly shook, as if it smelled something good, and its eyes lit up and became more vivid. The laziness that had just passed away was gone, and the suspicious eyes swept around, as if searching for the source of the smell.

It opened its mouth and sucked it. It seemed like a storm occurred in hundreds of meters in a radius. All the auspicious clouds of earth-shaped vital energy turned into waves and were swallowed into its belly. The scene was empty. Then it saw a mysterious fog covering a range of one mile not far away.

A strange look appeared in his eyes. This was his territory, but he didn't know when something he didn't know appeared. After thinking about it, a layer of yellow light appeared on his body to protect himself firmly, and walked towards the mist, step by step, without any fear.

Soon the Tu Qilin walked into the fog, and then there was no breath anymore. The Master of the Misty God Misty, Zi Yang Zhenren of the Huangshan Sect, said happily: "The Qilin discovered the Drunken Dragon Grass, and it didn't delay at all, and swallowed it directly. Now it's drunk and unconscious. Let's go up quickly."

A group of monks with more than 200 people immediately took action and rushed towards the mountain. Everything went smoothly. But in a moment, they had already climbed the mountain. Here He Baichuan was waiting for them, his face calm.

Yang Tian looked at He Baichuan with a bright look and said, "He Baichuan, where are the spiritual things?"

He Baichuan pointed to the center of the mountain. There was a platform with a sunken in the center. Everyone hurriedly walked up, and then their faces were all surprised.

A ball of earth-yellow soil was lying quietly in the middle of the depression, with a rich earth-type spiritual light flashing in it, and a breath that was almost the source of the earth-type magic came to my face. Just standing here, the monk who was practicing earth-type magic seemed to be boiling a lot.

However, Yang Tianxiao was not happy, but said coldly: "What's going on? This is a seal of magical powers. Without a master of magical power level, it cannot be broken at all."

Seeing this scene, Yang Tianxiao felt gloomy and knew why He Baichuan didn't take away the spiritual objects at the beginning, because the seal was not something he could open.

When the cultivation reaches the realm of the True Blood God Mansion, the monk can undergo the first transformation of his body, gradually becoming different from ordinary people. Things that cannot be forgotten by the eyes and cannot be forgotten by the ears are ordinary abilities.

Yang Tianxiao looked at the earth Xirang, which was blocked by magical powers, and immediately understood why He Baichuan had no choice but to leave. Moreover, the vow just now knew what was going on when he recalled it. A trace of cold light leaked out in his eyes, scanning He Baichuan. This man blinded his wisdom repeatedly, which made him feel a little threat even more.

The biggest difference between human race and other races is their own wisdom. Wisdom can make up for the shortcomings of cultivation. As long as you have patience and a killer weapon, it is not impossible to assassinate the strong, and there are also cases among the monks that assassinate the enlightened ones successfully.

All things are born with causality and consequences, and anyone will have flaws and loopholes. Once caught, it will be a fatal blow.

Looking at the seal, Yang Tian smiled and said loudly: "Fellow Yuan Magnetic, this magical seal may require your Yuan Magnetic Divine Light Talisman to break it."

Yuanci Sanren, he was a casual cultivator, but he obtained the Taoist tradition of an ancient monk, cultivated the power of Yuanci, and inherited a magical talisman. It was a life-saving thing left by ancient powerful people. He has always cherished it very much. Unless it is a critical moment of life and death, it will never be used.

This time, it was also for the sake of the earth's Xilan that it was taken out and used. This Yuan Magnetic Divine Light Talisman is not a one-time talisman, but a talisman that can replenish energy. However, after each use, it takes at least a year to replenish qi and blood to make it reuse it. This period is his most dangerous time, but no one knows it. Almost all those who have seen him cast talismans die.

This time, he also made plans for future breakthroughs, so he took out what he had under his chest and prepared to take a try. He himself is already a master of blood coagulation and talisman refining. This time he had a chance to break through. The Yuanmagnetic Divine Light itself is also related to the power of the earth, so he can make a breakthrough by using this.

Yuan Zhiren did not refuse when he heard this, saying, "Yes, but I can't guarantee that it will succeed."

Yang Tian smiled and said with a righteous expression: "Don't worry, no matter whether it succeeds or not, I guarantee that there will definitely be no shortage of things."

Yuan Zhiren nodded when he heard this, and walked to the front of the seal of magical powers. His face turned right, and then a talisman with black and white light flashing above his head slowly rose, and a pressure of magical powers spread around, and all the monks breathed.

When confronting magical powers, you only look at two points: one level and the other power. If you have high rank, those with strong strength will definitely win. If you have low rank and high rank, those with high rank will depend on luck and combat experience.

The Yuan Magnetic Divine Light is also well-known in ancient times and ranks in the second-grade magical powers. In terms of grade alone, it is definitely not low. However, because it is refined into a talisman, it is good to retain the third-grade magical powers. However, with a large amount of qi and blood infusion, it is still possible to reach the realm of the second-grade magical powers.

With a light sound, the Yuanmagnetic divine light burst out with infinite light, and a dreamy color shot out from the talisman, turning into a spiritual light and shrouded on the magical seal.

The Yuanmagnetic Divine Light is very powerful. Bai Fengjiu's eyes are sharp and he can see the power of this magical power at a glance. It is a Yuanmagnetic storm composed of countless tiny Yuanmagnetic powers. The magical power is sealed between the operation and friction between these Yuanmagnetic Divine Light particles, and is constantly disintegrating, destroying the foundation, and then quickly begins to weaken and is destroyed little by little.

Seeing the thick seal as if it was as thick as a crystal lid, everyone's eyes showed a huge joy. They knew that Yuan Taoist's methods were powerful and could break the magical powers left by the Tu Qilin. This acquired spiritual object could be bought.

But at this moment, the Yuanmagnetic divine light stopped abruptly, and the spiritual light quickly collapsed and disappeared without a trace. The Yuanmagnetic divine light lost its wearer. The seal returned to its complete form during breathing, as if the weakness just now was an illusion.

Seeing this scene, everyone's face was stiff, and then their faces were extremely ugly. They knew that this was the Yuan Taoist man's talisman power and could not hold on, so they collapsed first.

The Yuan Tabloid's face was also ashen. He didn't expect that even activate the talisman with all his strength could not achieve success, and his heart completely sank into the trough.

He knew the mystery of magical powers. Unless he defeated it in one go, he would immediately recover as before. It would never be possible to use the method of destroying qi and blood to eliminate magical powers. The only exception is the talisman he held, which seals magical powers in the talisman. Because there is no master's will in it, once it is used, if the goal is not completed in a short period of time, the qi and blood will dissipate, and the consequence is that magical powers collapse.

The magical powers failed, and everyone's eyes showed a hint of regret and unwillingness. Only magical powers can be broken, otherwise it would be possible to break ten times and a hundred times of power. But although they have 200 masters, the true blood divine palace, blood coagulation and talismans, and the pulse cleaning and acupoints, it is impossible to get dozens of times of power. It is already the limit to be able to match the power of magical powers.

Under the enlightenment, there are all ants, and no one can break them since ancient times. This is the result of the enlightened one's power over the world and its power belongs to oneself. No one can break this law.

At this time, Yang Tianxiao's face was gloomy and calm. After a moment, he said, "Don't panic, I have a way to use the power of magical powers, but I need you to take action first, shake the magical power seal, and help me share the power."

The magical powers cannot be consumed, but the power can be shared. A large formation composed of more than 200 high-level monks uses power to dispose of power, which is enough to restrain the power of the nearly semi-divine power. At that time, he is using his killer move, and the chance of success will naturally surge.

When the group cultivators heard this, they immediately started to take action. The formation was established. A terrifying Wu Earth divine thunder rose and turned into a thunder and fell down, hitting the seal.

Boom

The light was dazzling, and the seal kept shaking under the divine thunder that gathered the power of hundreds of monks, but it could not be broken with one blow. The magical seal quickly began to recover. At this time, the second divine thunder had fallen again, shaking the entire world into a sway.

At this time, a mysterious force rose from Yang Tianxiao's body, and a yin and yang divine light shot out from his eyes, followed by the second divine thunder and landed on the seal.

Rumble

In the huge roar, the seal was pierced by the divine light of Yin and Yang, and countless cracks were covered with magical seals. The next moment, the seal exploded.
Chapter completed!