Chapter 81 Orion Island Trial (2)

"Don't worry, fellow Taoists, I've been honest all my life, and I'm definitely not a sinister and cunning person!" said the pill-forming monk, taking the lead to take away the magic weapon in his hand.

Seeing this, the two of them smiled slightly stiffly and took back the magic weapon. The tense atmosphere between the three of them eased a lot.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the grass that was half a person tall to the east of the three of them, as if some kind of species was rushing towards them!

This guy was too fast, and perhaps because of his short stature, he could only see the grass on both sides spreading out like waves, but not his figure, nor what was coming towards him.

"Two fellow Taoists, be careful, step back quickly and let me come!" the Danjie monk yelled, and with a warning, he quickly stepped out and was about to pass between the two of them, as if he was going to kill them.

The look of protecting you behind your back.

The person hiding in the weeds was too fast. Seeing that the monk in the alchemy stage was trying to protect them behind him, the two of them felt grateful but also a little ashamed. They just said that they should not judge people by their appearance. Don't look at this person.

He looks like a meticulous person, but he is an upright person.

Creaking.

The voice was approaching, and a strange head popped out from the thick grass!

This is a puppet.

This puppet is about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child. The whole body is made of countless pieces of wood of different sizes. It is extremely mysterious. The puppet's eyes are moving smoothly, making a creaking sound. It looks excitedly at the heads of the three people, and suddenly

After turning half a circle, he looked at the three of them blankly in an extremely weird posture that was impossible for a human body to achieve.

Although he is a ghost cultivator, the broken sword in his hand is still dripping with blood that has not yet dried up. Such aimless wandering is silent and extremely deadly.

The original body of Xuanyuan was hit by this blow, and the entire left arm exploded directly. There was a look of pain on Xuanyuan's face, and the gaze he looked at Xiang Qi changed from the previous dullness to resentment! To anger!

The remaining right arm was raised, and he was about to dodge and charge towards him in a ferocious manner!

Little did this wandering soul know that this first evil-breaking form, the Divine Fox, was not over yet!

I'm afraid many people have noticed such a big movement, and we must deal with it quickly!

"In less than ten breaths, he kills people and seizes cards, and leaves without leaving any trace. This person's cultivation is not weak." One of the monks in the middle stage of pill formation mused.

"What a ghost, who could it be in such a short time?" one of them asked doubtfully.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

After doing all this, the man left slowly and soon disappeared into the thick fog.

At this time, Xiang Qi suddenly noticed that there was a faint light flickering in the fog not far ahead.

Xiang Qi just noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power and did not see the story happening here. While he was stunned, an ethereal figure swayed out of the mist in front of him.

"Holy Fox!" He waved his right hand, and the dazzling golden light shot out, reflecting the surrounding thick fog that dispersed like fear.

"Senior brother, it seems to be a middle-grade spiritual weapon!"

The two of them felt numb, and slowly looked sideways, only to see the pill-forming monk standing between the two of them, staring at them with a smile, and the laughter seemed to come from his mouth.

This so-called Orion Island trial is far more dangerous than Yin Zhengqiu’s few words.

Looking at this wandering soul, Xiang Qi just wanted to leave as soon as possible, but his wish was not fulfilled. The originally sluggish wandering soul suddenly turned around while floating, and its dull eyes burst out with a strange look, staring firmly at Xiang Qi's hiding place.

land.

What Xiang Qi doesn't know is that there are hundreds of ghost slaves like this wandering spirit on Orion Island, and their strength is in the middle stage of pill formation!

Is it the middle stage of Xin Dao elixir formation?

Xiang Qi frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes, and recited the mantra for accumulating power in the magical sword technique: "Follow the evidence first, and counter the evidence later, all methods will collapse on their own."

The figure is illusory, blending into the mist, with ragged clothes, dull eyes, and a broken long sword in its hand. The blade is full of gaps, just like a wandering soul!

The wandering soul appeared and frowned, because on its body, I could feel pressure that was not weaker than my own. This wandering soul was probably already in the realm of pill formation, at least in the middle stage of pill formation.

He retracted the Tongtian Cauldron and used the Nine-Turn Great Teleportation Technique. After three movements, when Xiangqi's figure reappeared, he was already hundreds of miles away!

Less than two breaths after Xiang Qi left, five bodies rushed out from nowhere. After landing, the consciousness of these five people came out of their bodies and they boldly searched around!

It's no wonder that these five people are so rampant. Two of them have reached the middle stage of pill formation, and the one with the lowest cultivation level is also at the completion of foundation construction.

The phantom of the divine fox condensed from the golden sword energy and slammed into the wandering soul!

boom--

Around the wandering soul, within a range of ten feet, the grass was steaming like water vapor. The moment the phantom of the divine fox appeared, it was instantly turned into powder due to the existence of the power of the law of the sun!

Being struck by the phantom of the divine fox, the wandering soul in the middle stage of pill formation felt as if its limbs were being pulled hard by two big hands, its mouth opened wide, and it let out a shrill roar.

"Let's go." After a brief conversation, the group of five people jumped up.

Only then did they notice that one end of the transparent silk threads was connected to the five fingers of his right hand, and the other end was connected to various parts of the puppet's body.

The five people's consciousness searched the surroundings several times and found that there was no living thing within a hundred feet.

In the corner of his eye, dozens of threads formed by spiritual power were trapped in his joints, and the other end was surprisingly in the hands of the pill-forming monk!

"Puppet Master! You are actually a Puppet Master!" The other person's tone changed. His body was controlled by silk threads, and only his mouth could still move.

Not daring to show any signs of neglect, he stepped lightly on his toes and rushed diagonally about ten feet away. While avoiding the sword energy, he flipped his right wrist and found that the Evil-Breaking Sword was already in his hand.

"Okay...the token is yours, let us go!"

"Hehe..." The puppet opened its mouth, but the horrifying laughter exploded from the ears of the two foundation-building monks.

But I saw a golden light flashing across the sword body, and as I raised my hand, the first form of the magical sword technique roared out.

"Hey hey hey, it seems I'm quite famous. You two, I want your tokens." As soon as he finished speaking, I saw the five fingers of the man's right hand constantly moving, and the puppet in front of him was controlling the tokens.

Come out and give it to his hand.

The spiritual realm of these two people is far from comparable to that of Xiang Qi. Xiang Qi deliberately hid it and the two did not notice it.

In an instant, the golden light surged, like a sharp sword of light. The golden light that could pierce through everything pierced the wandering soul, making holes all over its body.

"Brother, look, what is that?" came the voice. Xiang Qi hurriedly hid his figure, but saw two thin figures looming in the mist.

"Hehehehehe... We monks, why should we fear death? Two fellow Taoists, I will treat your bodies well, and please don't complain when you get down." A sinister chuckle sounded, and the screams of the two people rang out, and the human puppet

His hands were like sharp blades, decisively piercing their chests!

After killing two people, the monk in the alchemy stage put the puppets back into the wooden box and disappeared outside the storage ring. His right hand was stained with blood on the ground and he kept sketching on the bodies of the two people. After the runes were all over the bodies, they

The physical body was put into two brand new wooden boxes and stored in storage rings.

"I know!"

"Perhaps the opponent is too weak. It would be easy to build the foundation in the early stage." Another person said disapprovingly.

"You can scare someone to death. What do you want to do?" One of the foundation-building monks cried out in horror. Because his body was no longer under control, it was extremely difficult to even move his eyes.

Like the scorching sun rising, a ball of golden light has emerged behind the wandering soul. The energy that can burn up the soul will explode after a short period of accumulation.

Seeing that the wandering soul had not yet recovered, the Tongtian Cauldron was summoned by Xiang Qi. Before the wandering soul could react, the huge suction force surged and directly sucked the wandering soul into the cauldron.

The two of them were chatting, carefully spreading out their consciousness, and exploring the surrounding area within ten feet. After finding nothing out of the ordinary, they slowly moved closer.

The wandering spirit's whole body trembled violently, and the painful roar from his mouth became more and more deafening.

A hundred miles away, Xiang Qi's figure appeared. In the Tongtian Cauldron, the ghost slaves in the middle stage of the pill formation that had just been sucked in had not yet been refined, but Xiang Qi was not worried. There were many ghost slaves in the Tongtian Cauldron, but they were only in the middle stage of the pill formation.

That's all, given time, it is not difficult to subdue and refine it.

Xiang Qi secretly said "Oh no", and the wandering soul was in front of him almost instantly. He raised the broken sword high and slashed down vertically!

The first form of magical swordsmanship, the Divine Fox, this wandering soul has been seriously injured!

However, seeing the wandering spirit screaming in pain, he frowned tightly.

The five people noticed something strange happening here, and rushed here just to seize the token. How could they have expected that here, the traces of the fighting skills were still there, the fluctuations in spiritual power had not calmed down, but no one was seen, and not even blood was left.

I had no time to think about how this wandering soul discovered me. The sword energy was so sharp that even before it touched my body, there was already a tingling sensation on my skin.

A middle-grade spiritual weapon and a monk pretending to be dead are interesting.

Xiang Qi vaguely guessed something, and with the help of the two souls, he could separate a ray of consciousness, carefully probed, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

About twenty feet away, there are no less than ten people ambushing here. The middle-grade spiritual weapon is just a bait!

Fortunately, these dozen people could come up with such a method. The most powerful among them is only perfect in foundation building. If they don't unite, they will die if they encounter a monk in the Core Formation Realm.

A mid-grade spiritual weapon would never be taken seriously by a monk at the Dan Jie stage. This ambush was aimed at people below the Dan Jie stage!

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