Chapter 160 Stealing Immortal Grass

Chapter 160 Stealing Immortal Grass

"You guys, why are you still standing there, do you want me to do it?" The black cloud surged, and powerful spiritual power escaped from it, covering the three cultivators in front.

Facing the pressure from the masters in the foundation building period, a drop of sweat dripped from Zhang Tao's forehead, but he and his two companions looked at each other and did not choose to give in.

The three of them are all in the Dzogchen period, so if they give it a go, they may not have a chance of winning. They are really unwilling to reconcile the spar treasures they have accumulated with great difficulty, to fall into the hands of others like this.

And unlike other monks who have different ideas, the three of them grew up together, they are not brothers, but they are better than brothers, and there is no problem in advancing and retreating together.

stab...

Wisps of black electric light radiated from the dark clouds, and the patience of the demon cultivator had reached its limit. Seeing that the other party was about to attack, Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and decided to strike first!

The spirit power was running, and a spirit weapon in the shape of a flying knife was sacrificed by him.

"court death!"

There was a sneer in the dark cloud, and countless small electric lights gathered together, turning into a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm, and stabbing down.

Lightning strike, a high-level technique known for its attack power!

Seeing that the lightning was about to strike Zhang Tao, a yellow umbrella flew obliquely from beside him, a defensive spiritual weapon, a fat man with a pleasant smile, but his strength should not be underestimated.

At the same time, Zhang Tao's other companion also made a move. His spiritual weapon is a gold brick, which is the size of a house after being injected with spiritual power.

Two people attack and one defends. These three cultivators in the Dzogchen period of agility are very tacit and cooperative.

The dark clouds roared again and again, and in the clouds of black air, there was a faint light of blood emerging.

Boom!

The spiritual weapon of the demon cultivator was finally sacrificed, it was a huge sword over three meters long.

In an instant, the sky was shrouded in all kinds of strange lights...

Seeing the advantage, the other little monks didn't slip away at this moment, let alone when. However, their figures moved, and a beam of lightning pierced through a certain unlucky ghost who was running in the front, and a sinister voice fell from above their heads: "Who?" If you dare to leave, you will be killed without mercy."

Perhaps they were frightened by the opponent's bloody and cruel methods, or perhaps no one was willing to be the first bird anymore, so the remaining little monks hesitated for a moment and really stopped.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and he looked up at the sky. At this time, the situation of the battle was one-sided. Although Zhang Tao and the three cooperated tacitly, they had no good spiritual weapons and lack of experience. It's a disadvantage, and now it's just struggling to support.

The demon cultivator did not kill, but was like a cat playing with a mouse. Blood spattered in the sky, and the three of them were continuously injured, but they were not fatal. It made the other little monks turn green and pale.

Killing chickens to scare monkeys, the other party's intentions are very obvious, but seeing the arrogant and proud appearance of the demon cultivator, a strange light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

After pondering for a while, he sacrificed the flying sword and joined the battle group.

There are still people who dare to make a move. The demon cultivator was a little surprised, but he glanced back and didn't care. A young man in the mid-stage of agility is really daring.

Although he has a good flying sword and a top-grade spiritual weapon, with the strength of the fourth-level kung fu, he can't exert the power of a treasure at all.

Rubbish!

The demon cultivator didn't pay attention to Lin Xuan's attack, but a wisp of black energy separated from the dark cloud and entangled with his flying sword.

Lin Xuan's expression was incomparably dignified, but there was a hint of sarcasm hidden in the depths of his eyes, and he was secretly amused. The red silk grass green liquid is indeed miraculous, with hidden cultivation, as long as it is used properly, it can have a miraculous effect on sneak attacks.

Seeing that the other party's attention was on Zhang Tao's three brothers, and his flying sword was less than ten meters away from the other party, Lin Xuan's face showed a terrifying murderous look.

boom!

The powerful spiritual power was released centered on his body, and he pinched the magic formula with his hand, and tapped lightly on the spiritual weapon: "Transfiguration!"

The flying sword shone brightly, distorted into the shape of a dragon, and rushed over with its teeth and claws. The demon cultivator was shocked, and it was too late to dodge. , How to stop Lin Xuan's full strength.

A tooth-piercing voice came over, the spiritual shield was torn in half by Jiaolong's sharp claws, and then he bit his throat open with one bite.

Lin Xuan made a move, and Jiaolong flew back, and at the same time took away the storage bag of the demon cultivator.

When the incident happened suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Lin Xuan with awe.

This unremarkable young man is actually a senior in the Foundation Establishment Period!

Killed the demon cultivator with one move, but the agile monks present were not happy because they didn't know how Lin Xuan would deal with them.

And the few people who had fought with Lin Xuan for the scrap pill were even more frightened at this moment. Thinking about the scene just now, their vests were soaked in cold sweat.

Lin Xuan looked back at the crowd, most of the monks lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes, Lin Xuan shook his head, and flew away without saying a word.

A few minutes after he left, the monks came back to their senses.

The joy of the rest of life flashed across their faces, and then they packed up their things and left.

Soon, the bustling market was empty, only a few corpses lying on the ground alone.

Lin Xuan didn't go far, just circled around, and then flew back quietly. With his cultivation base, although there were many low-level monks present, none of them could find out.

This time, Lin Xuan gained a lot from the Taobao event, one hundred discarded pills from the foundation building stage, and the storage bag of the demon cultivator.

At the last moment, Lin Xuan still chose to act, but his purpose was not to be the savior, but to see that there was a bargain.

Lin Xuan is not a good person, but he is not bad either. He would not do such things as taking the initiative to kill people and steal treasures, but if he does not need to take any risks, he is still very happy to make a small fortune by cheating.

As a result, after cleaning the storage bag of the demon cultivator, it was much richer than he imagined. Originally, he came here to rob. Lin Xuan thought that this person was too poor, but the result was the opposite.

There are thousands of spars of various attributes alone, a stack of talismans, and several pills. It is already a good spiritual weapon, which is the powerful giant sword.

According to the standards of a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, this person is considered rich.

For ordinary monks of the same level, it is very good to have hundreds of spars. Of course, Lin Xuan is even more exaggerated, but he is a special case. He made a lot of money selling marrow washing pills last time.

But no one would think that there are too many crystals, and as the cultivation level increases in the future, the cost will be like running water.