The cave is actually myself

Chapter 68 Showdown
I wanted to get along with you as a Qi Practitioner, but what I got in return was your harm.

Stop pretending, I have a showdown!

The foundation-building cultivator used all his strength to operate the top-level magic weapon. With continuous firepower pouring down, the green cage was indestructible and stood firmly on the ground.

Ping ping ping pong, the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light, leaving only less than burnt frostbite marks on the surface of the cage.

A burst of green light appeared, and soon the traces disappeared, and the green cage returned to its intact appearance.

When many monks saw this, they made a decisive decision and retreated.

Most of the monks who were still attracted by the sword-raising gourd could not resist the temptation and launched a new wave of attacks.

There was a soft chirp.

Green and black thorns suddenly emerged from the green cage, like venomous snakes, fiercely and quickly pounced on the monks.

Dark green traces were drawn in the air, and thorns penetrated the bodies of each monk at lightning speed.

The monk who was penetrated died immediately. His whole body was green from head to toe. His corpse fell to the ground stiffly, making a banging sound like a piece of wood.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight Qi-training monks failed to react in time and were killed by thorns.

Lu Yuan was surprised at the power of the foundation-building monks. The Qi-training monks were like chickens and dogs in front of him, vulnerable to a single blow.

There are only a few that slightly block the view, but they are all struggling to support themselves, and they are invincible.

This suddenly increased the mortality rate in the cave by ten to twenty percentage points, Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

The handsome monk who had entered the cave before was lucky enough to escape the blow, but was tangled in thorns again.

Gray light emerged from the gray mirror in his hand, slowing down the thorns a lot, and he barely managed to avoid the lightning strikes one after another.

At this moment, a snow-white horse ran towards the thorns, not at all slower than the dark green thorns.

The needle-tips of the two are facing the wheat awns, the snow-white horses are gradually turning green, and the thorns are constantly pierced by countless tiny white sword awns.

"I wonder who is hiding his cultivation. It turns out to be Deacon Wang from Baibao Pavilion. Why, do you need to be sneaky to enter a secret realm?"

A handsome monk carrying a black sword case walked up to the handsome monk.

"Deacon Wang, Wenxuan is a junior of mine who has a close relationship. I didn't know your identity before and I offended you. I apologize on his behalf.

Deacon Wang killed many of his comrades, and probably most of the evil in his heart was gone.Why don't you just give up for my sake? "

Xuebai Pilian returned to Brother Junlang and circled Li Wenxuan twice, as if he wanted to protect him with a tough attitude.

"It turns out that you are a tribute to the Li family, Bai Kun. I heard that you have been practicing hard in the swordsmanship for many years and have achieved quite a lot. I finally saw it today.

It's not easy to use your hands and feet in this secret realm, and if you have a chance, you can learn from fellow Daoist Bai again. "

The foundation-building monk of Baibao Pavilion picked up the sword-raising gourd at his feet, weighed it in his hand, and felt the sharp and ready sword energy inside the gourd. He put the gourd into storage with satisfaction. bag.

"It's easy to talk about. I wonder if Deacon Wang has any other goals when he comes to this secret place this time, so as to avoid unnecessary conflicts between the two of us."

Sword cultivator Bai Kun asked curiously when he saw Deacon Wang putting the dark green thorns into his body.

"I just got a mysterious piece of paper by chance and followed the guidance to come to this secret realm. I am not familiar with everything in the secret realm.

There is no goal to talk about. On the premise of saving your life, you can wander around the secret realm at will. If you come across a treasure that everyone wants, everyone can do it according to their abilities. "

Not far away, Ma Mingyuan, who had been hiding in the corner, quietly stepped back.

He didn't believe a word of what the Baibao Pavilion's foundation-building monk said. He got the piece of paper by chance. There weren't so many accidents in the world.

It was very likely that Baibao Pavilion had obtained information about the secret realm, or that the high-priced pieces of paper consigned by Ma Mingyuan had attracted their attention. It was possible for them to swallow one of the five pieces of paper privately.

The conflict came and went quickly. While the two foundation-building monks were talking, the Qi-training monk who was lucky enough to survive on the field looked at the four sword-raising gourds fluttering in the wind on the vines with regret. , left quickly.

Bai Kun and the deacons of Baibao Pavilion did not stop him. After all, it was important to get the sword-raising gourd in front of him. What if he went after him and the other party ran away with the third-grade treasure.

The two of them talked and laughed, but their eyes did not take half a step away from the sword gourd.

After all the Qi Practitioners left, the two negotiated how to distribute the gourds.

After removing the sword-raising gourd that rolled in front of Deacon Wang, the remaining four were divided equally between the two of them.

The two left satisfied, leaving only the corpse of the monk who was killed in seconds after failing to win the treasure.

Lu Yuan's mind controlled the Blood-devouring Vine and others and came to clean up the mess.

He was indifferent to the two taking away the five sword-raising gourds.

The main reason is that the light group reward brought by the two people is much more valuable than the sword gourd, so let's treat it as a small reward.

After all, a secret realm where treasures can be obtained will naturally attract more monks to explore.

Also, raising a sword gourd is of little use to him who has become a cave man. At most, he can get some low-grade spirit stones or some spirit seed materials through Ma Mingyuan.

Of course, if the cave expands in the future and you cultivate your own power, you can keep them and make use of them.

In the cave, the monk from Xuanyu Pavilion who collects secret information is constantly recording.

He would never allow himself to be in a situation like the last time, where he made a major mistake in secret information, which greatly reduced his credibility within the organization and was insulted by the senior foundation builders.

Although he knew that the information he had recorded before was accurate, the secret realm in front of him reminded him everywhere that the information was completely wrong.

He had no choice but to bite his teeth and swallow it, and with reluctance, came to the secret realm again.

"This time, I will definitely not be wrong!"

The monk of Xuanyu Tower was firm in his thoughts while carefully exploring and recording.

"The spiritual energy contained in the pool is much richer than before. The rough step is estimated to have reached the spiritual spring level and can be drank directly to increase the speed of low-level and mid-level Qi training monks."

He took out a thin white jade bottle and scooped out a bottle of pool spirit spring.

"This thin bottle is decorated with spirit-strengthening runes. If spring water is put into it, the spirit energy will last for a long time. When you go back, you can directly measure the concentration of spirit energy inside."

Suddenly, his spiritual consciousness felt a terrifying aura approaching him, so he hurriedly hid.

Two big-headed monster fish held white bones and jumped all the way to the edge of the pool.

Throw the bones into the pool, then follow closely behind, jump into the pool, and swim around excitedly in the pool.

The monks of Xuanyulou were so envious that their eyes almost popped out of their eyes. These two strange fish were used to bathe in the spiritual spring that others used for cultivation?
It is simply extravagant and unbecoming of a man!
However, I really want to join them.

Looking at the big-headed monster fish swimming happily in the pool, the Xuanyu Tower monk felt sour in his heart.

(End of this chapter)