Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

The depth of twenty-five feet underground is already the limit that Fang Qingyuan can dive after performing the "Longing Ground Golden Light Divine Movement" once.

This place is already a hundred or ten meters deep from the sand on the ground, and ordinary monks will never detect this place with their spiritual consciousness.

After the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the late stage of Qi refining is unfolded, the place they can observe is only a dozen feet. This distance can only be reached in an unimpeded environment.

Nowadays, through the thick sand, the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the late stage of Qi training can only go down about seven or eight feet. The foundation-building monks can go down farther. However, Fang Qingyuan judged based on the speed of the monks who just came after him. People are by no means building foundations.

But even in the later stage of Qi refining, he had to avoid it. In this wilderness, without knowing whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, Fang Qingyuan always used the most vigilant mind to judge others.

Fang Qingyuan felt that the underground depth of twenty-five feet was still not safe enough. He waited for the spiritual power in his body to recover, and then prepared to use the "Golden Light Divine Movement Technique" again and dive fifty feet underground, so that Fang Qingyuan would understand in his heart Be more secure.

Originally, Fang Qingyuan could directly use the Earth Escape spell continuously, but with Yin Bao's size, he would have to consume a lot of spiritual power in vain.

There are only storage bags in this world, but there are no spirit beast bags. There are some magic weapons that can hold spirit beasts. Each one is priceless, and it is not something Fang Qingyuan can own now.

As for stuffing the silver treasure into the Immortal Mansion, Fang Qingyuan had also thought about this in the past few days, but when he tried to put the silver treasure into the Immortal Mansion, he was embarrassed to find that his soul was not strong enough.

Ever since Fang Qingyuan got to the Immortal Mansion, he has to consume soul power to take out and put anything. The smaller the thing, the less spiritual power attached to it, and he consumes less soul. But if the thing is large, the spiritual power attached to it will be smaller. The more, the more souls he consumes.

Fang Qingyuan also wanted to put the corpse of the Nascent Soul beast at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain into his Immortal Mansion, but as soon as he released his soul, he was stabbed so painfully by the power of the golden spirit on the body of the beast that he couldn't even bear it. How to talk about wrapping it with soul.

So later on, after Fang Qingyuan obtained the Soul Dao Technique, the "Yindu Black Law Soul Binding Curse", he began to practice it. The main reason was to make his soul stronger, so as to avoid seeing good things in the future but not being able to get them.

At present, Yinbao is as big as a house, and his soul cannot support the consumption of taking Yinbao into the immortal mansion. He doesn't want Yinbao to face danger alone, so he has no choice but to let him escape with him.

Maybe the two people above were just passing by? Fang Qingyuan comforted himself in his heart. Escaping underground gave him a strong sense of security. It was not in vain that he had been practicing this escape technique all these days, and now it finally came in handy.

Jinbao was in Fang Qingyuan's arms, staring blankly with his big eyes with thick dark circles. Going underground was also a very novel experience for him.

Yinbao was even more panicked. It flew in the sky and swam in the water. Even though it had never been buried underground, it could be considered an experience now.

Fang Qingyuan closed his eyes and meditated peacefully, focusing on absorbing the spiritual power of the spirit stone in his hand. It would take about half a quarter of an hour before he could escape again.

But at this moment, Fang Qingyuan's consciousness moved, and he discovered that there was an inexplicable creature swimming in the surrounding soil in the mound in front of him.

Yes, Fang Qingyuan was right. This creature was in the soil as if it were in water. The thick soil around it was like water waves. Wherever it went, the soil became illusory and allowed it to swim.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyuan frowned. He had never seen this creature before, but in the spiritual beast illustrated book recorded by the sect, Fang Qingyuan had seen records of similar creatures. Could it be the earth-drinking earthworm?

Fang Qingyuan couldn't figure it out for a while, but his consciousness clearly sensed that the creature in the soil in front of him, similar to the earth-drinking earthworm, was heading straight for him.

Thinking of the two monks above, Fang Qingyuan's expression changed, and he realized that something was wrong. The appearance of this earth-drinking earthworm was strange, and its purpose was so strong. Who would believe it if it was said to be a wild spiritual beast that was born and raised by nature?

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan took out a golden gun talisman from his storage bag, prepared to unfold it, and give the earth-drinking earthworm a hard blow.

But as soon as the earth-drinking demon earthworm reached Fang Qingyuan, it cowered and did not dare to step forward, as if it was worried about something.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyuan was wondering, what is this earth-drinking earthworm waiting for?

The next moment, Fang Qingyuan knew that a strong heavy pressure came straight from above, almost causing Fang Qingyuan's spell to break on the spot.

Sensing this sudden change, Fang Qingyuan was shocked and angry. Before he could think about it, the next wave of pressure followed.

After two times, Fang Qingyuan almost vomited blood on the spot. His consciousness sensed the earth-drinking earthworm in front of him, and he instantly understood in his heart that the reason why the earth-drinking earthworm did not move forward was purely for positioning purposes.

Otherwise, without the earth-drinking devil, the monks above would only be able to make random guesses, and would not be seen through like they are now.

Under this heavy pressure, Fang Qingyuan made a prompt decision and released the golden spear talisman in his hand. Instantly, a golden spear formed by the power of the golden spirit appeared and shot out at the earth-drinking earthworm in front of him.

Unfortunately, the golden spear encountered heavy resistance underground and its speed was greatly affected. The earth-drinking earthworm dodged slightly and avoided it.

Apart from being frightened by the golden gun, it had no other impact.

However, frightened by this, the earth-drinking earthworm moved farther away from him, but it didn't help. The heavy pressure from above came as expected.

For the third time, Fang Qingyuan felt the chaotic spiritual power in his body and knew that it was impossible to stay underground. If it weren't for the damn earth-drinking earthworm, he would definitely be able to survive this time.

With no other option, Fang Qingyuan used the tortoise-shell soul-supporting shield, enlarged it to protect his whole body, and then jumped out with the golden treasure and came to the ground.

As soon as Fang Qingyuan emerged, the second-level low-grade tortoise-shell spirit-supporting shield shone brightly, blocking the sneak attacks of the two magical weapons.

Only then did Fang Qingyuan see two monks in front of him, looking at him with cold eyes.

These two monks were both in the late stage of Qi training. Fang Qingyuan looked at their robes but found nothing that could prove their identities. Moreover, both of them wore masks, one was a chicken and the other was a snake.

Seeing these two people, Fang Qingyuan's heart sank. Before he could speak, the monk with a snake face across from him said:

"The country rat hiding underground is finally willing to let go. What, the baby I raised must be amazing."

And another monk with a chicken mask said:

"I didn't expect that you actually have a second-level magic weapon. I didn't know that you were worth so much. As long as you give me the storage bag, the magic weapon, and these two companion beasts, I swear to God, I will definitely let you live."

After hearing the words of the two monks, Fang Qingyuan snorted coldly and waved his hand. The next moment, more than a thousand scorpion-tailed poisonous wasps appeared out of thin air and headed towards the snake-faced monk.

These scorpion-tailed poisonous bees have been cultivated by bee mothers over the past few years. Currently, there are more than 1,000 worker bees, 800 soldier bees, and 500 scorpion-tailed wasps with the magical power of 'dove poison' in the fairy mansion. At this time, Fang Qingyuan released only ordinary worker bees, and he had not yet used the remaining soldier bees and poisonous dove bees.

Seeing so many poisonous bees flying in, the snake-faced monk suddenly panicked and exclaimed:

"This man has a magic weapon to store spiritual insects. Come here and help me quickly. Use fire magic."

Ordinary monks generally cannot carry so many spiritual insects. Basically, two or three hundred are already a lot. Without suitable storage instruments, it will be difficult to preserve spiritual insects.

In addition, spirit insects have low intelligence and may disobey orders over time and become wild. Therefore, having a suitable magic weapon to contain spirit insects and many spirit insects is what all monks who cultivate spirit insects want most. thing.

The chicken-faced monk was called by the snake-faced monk and frowned. Although he was reluctant, he raised his hand and used a wall of fire to push towards the incoming manticore wasp.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this, he reached out and grabbed Jin Bao by the back of his collar, threw it in front of the chicken noodle monk, and then said:

"Jinbao, come on and smash this guy's chicken head!"

Jinbao's eyes were still confused when he flew out, but after hearing Fang Qingyuan's order, Jinbao's big eyes with thick dark circles suddenly became sharp.

Jinbao let out a cry, and the next moment a giant bear nearly two feet tall appeared out of thin air, carrying gusts of evil wind, and rushed towards the chicken-faced monk.

The giant bear as tall as two stories high brought a strong sense of oppression. The chicken-faced monk did not expect Jinbao, who had looked harmless to humans and animals before, to become so big.

Jinbao's transformation is all due to one of his magical talents: [Size Ruyi: Can change the size of his body within ten times of his original size. 】

Jinbao has carried this talent since his mother's womb. Now, after two and a half years of practice, he has mastered this magical power. From a soft and innocent little bear to a ferocious giant beast, it only takes a moment. That’s all.

Seeing Jinbao coming, the chicken-faced monk didn't care to help the snake-faced monk. Instead, he sacrificed his magic weapon first, then attached various protective talismans, and smacked the pill in his mouth, using all means. .

Just like this, the chicken-faced monk felt that it was not enough. He gritted his teeth and took out a black knife from his storage bag, holding it in his hand, ready to release it at any time. The pressure Jinbao put on him was too much.

But in the next moment, just after the battle, the chicken-faced monk's eyes almost popped out, because Jin Bao waved his fist and punched his first-level magic weapon, almost knocking it away.

Facing such a heavy punch, the chicken-faced monk couldn't believe it. Could this be the power that a spiritual beast in the early stage of Qi training should have?

Looking at the power of the giant beast in front of him, he said that the bear in front of him was a foundation-building spiritual beast, and now the chicken-faced monk also believed it.

As everyone knows, Jinbao has been supplementing the metallic spiritual materials that Fang Qingyuan found for him since he was born, which allowed Jinbao's other talent [Swallowing Gold and Chewing Iron] to fully grow.

As a result, the [Golden Spirit Body] on Jinbao's body also has a remarkable effect. Coupled with the power of the Golden Spirit on Jinbao's body, a pair of bear's paws can easily defeat a first-order high-grade magic weapon.

"Old snake, help me quickly!"

In response to Jin Bao's oppression, the chicken-faced monk finally asked for help. However, he glanced around and found that the snake-faced monk's situation was not much more optimistic than his.