Mortal Immortal Gourd

The powerful Jindan man struck angrily, but Ergouzicheng took it. Not only was he not beaten into a pile of pulp, he was actually not dead.

At this moment, the group of frightened foundation-building monks had to look at Ergouzi with admiration.

In their eyes, being able to withstand the full blow of a Golden Core cultivator with a foundation-building cultivation level is simply a god-like existence.

In fact, all the attacks of the Golden Core cultivator were blocked by the little black dog.

Er Gouzi was only slightly nudged away by Yu Wei and was seriously injured.

"Huh?"

The golden elixir monk did not expect that this palm did not smash both the man and the dog into a pulp.

However, he knew very well that his full blow was blocked by that strange little black dog.

After the puppy was slapped by him, it was beaten into a very thin piece, and now it is slowly rebounding to its original shape.

"What the hell is this?"

He has lived for hundreds of years and has a lot of knowledge. He has never heard that there are such strange species in the world.

nice one!

The treasures in the world can only be found by the virtuous!

As soon as the golden elixir monk succeeded, he reached out to snatch the little black dog.

When Er Gouzi sneaked in the poisonous needle, his mind was spinning wildly, thinking hard about how to escape.

When faced with a situation in which a strong man of the golden elixir is convinced, he will kneel down and beg for mercy, lick his shoes, dig into his crotch, and offer all his treasures.

After the other party has played to their fullest and gained spiritual satisfaction, they will still kill themselves.

He was destined to die anyway, so he might as well risk a sneak attack, at least he could take a bite of the opponent's flesh before he died.

When he was knocked away by the golden elixir monk's palm, he followed the power of the palm and floated towards the entrance of the tunnel.

When he landed, he had already put the two snakes into the gourd.

So when the Golden elixir monk grabbed it from him again, he had already rolled and fell into the tunnel.

The first time he fell into the hole, he stepped on a large raised rock.

"Kakaka..."

The mechanism was activated and the entrance to the cave was closed again.

"call……"

Ergouzi fled into the hole and took a deep breath.

It's safe for now.

The trap set up by Old Man Tianji is not that easy to open. The Jindan monk outside wants to find him, so he can dig the earth with brute force.

Ergouzi leaned against the tunnel wall and reattached his dislocated arm.

Then he used his heavy sword to collapse the tunnel and retreated back into the underground secret room.

Although the underground chamber was very deep, he could still feel the sound of someone digging in the ground above.

With the strength of the Jindan cultivator, it probably won't take more than a few breaths to dig out this underground chamber.

The time left for him was very tight.

"Chang Ling'er, I'm going to do an experiment. You can watch it for me."

Ergouzi said, taking out the jade floor and placing it on the ground.

"What do you want me to do?"

"You can check here for me to see if you can find me if I hide."

Ergouzi said, with a thought in his mind, a tiny speck of dust appeared on his hand.

This is the ultimate state where he can shrink the gourd.

In fact, after he discovered that living creatures could be contained in gourds, he had always wanted to try putting himself in them.

But considering that there may be many uncertain threats, I haven't tried it.

For example, once he goes in, if he can't come out from inside, will he be trapped in it for the rest of his life?

Because the living creatures that were put in before were all pulled in by him from outside the gourd with his spiritual consciousness.

And if he enters the gourd, what will the gourd look like again?

If after he goes in, the gourd returns to the way it was when he got it and is placed on the ground, wouldn't it be another advantage for others?

Also, the gourd has the function of isolating the inside and outside. If you go in, can you still see what is happening outside?

In short, he had been very worried before, so he never tried this.

Now that he was forced to a dead end, he wanted to take the risk and try it.

The sound of digging above the head is getting louder and louder. In a few more breaths, we will be able to dig to the underground secret room.

At this moment, he no longer hesitated. With a thought, he had already put himself in it.

Ergouzi's figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a tiny grain of dust, slowly falling to the ground.

Chang Ling'er followed Er Gouzi's instructions and watched carefully.

No matter how he searched, he never found where Ergouzi was hiding.

놙A tiny grain of dust slowly fell to the ground. This grain of dust did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations, just like thousands of ordinary dusts.

After Er Gouzi entered the gourd, he found himself floating in a white world.

I couldn't tell the difference between up and down, southeast and northwest, and I seemed to be a tiny speck of dust, drifting with the waves in this vast expanse of white.

He felt very floating and could not find the edge. This feeling was very depressing and uncomfortable.

I feel very small.

However, now is not the time for him to be sentimental. He must try it first to see if it can go away.

Following his thoughts.

well!

His figure appeared in the underground secret room again.

놙It’s good if you can enter and 눕.

"Er Gouzi, where did you hide just now? I can't find it."

Chang Linger's voice sounded in his mind again.

"What didn't you see?"

"No, I just saw an ordinary speck of dust falling to the ground."

Chang Ling'er said still confused.

"Rumble..."

The digging noise above was getting louder and louder, and the underground secret room was about to be dug through.

Er Gouzi didn't hesitate at all and put the stone slab where Chang Ling'er was hiding into the gourd.

Then he thought about it and hid in the gourd himself.

The next moment he disappeared from the secret room, a bright light shone in, and the top of the secret room was hollowed out.

The Jindan strongman jumped into the secret room, opened his spiritual sense, but couldn't find any trace.

The Jindan strongman walked around in the secret room repeatedly, searched several times, turned over the walls and the ground, but didn't find it.

"Strange?"

"Can you still escape under my nose?"

The Jindan strongman was a little embarrassed at this moment after his unruly behavior just now.

When he was pretending to be cool in front of hundreds of people, he was stabbed by a foundation-building cultivator.

Now he was beaten back by him.

He searched for a long time in the secret room, but couldn't find it.

Seeing that it was getting dark, he couldn't waste time here, and there were still many treasures waiting for him.

The Jindan strongman jumped again and jumped out of the underground secret room, ready to go to other places to look for treasures.

However, he had already remembered this kid, and he would kill him even if he chased him to the ends of the earth.

But he didn't know that at this moment, an inconspicuous dust happened to stick to the sole of his shoe and flew into the sky with him.

The Jindan monk searched in the Daoxuan secret collection.

When he met a little monk he didn't like, he would pull him over, humiliate him first, and then kill him.

Seeing the painful and helpless expressions of those little monks until they died in pain.

He felt extremely satisfied.

Just when this Jindan strongman was full of pride, the sky gradually darkened.

At the same time, a large net was slowly closing in...

"No! Soldiers are coming!"

"Ahhh..."

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

"Ah!"

Suddenly, shouts of killing and painful wails came one after another from Daoxuan's secret collection...

The National Defense Army formed a large net, slowly closing in from the outside.

The surrounded evil cultivators were so anxious that they were jumping around like headless flies.

All this seemed particularly vivid and fierce in the eyes of the National Defense Army, and a joy of harvest was overflowing on their faces.

The fishermen liked to see the fish fluttering in the net the most.

A Jindan cultivator, relying on his own strength, flew into the air and rushed directly towards the encirclement of the National Defense Army.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

Suddenly, hundreds of flying swords flew out from the National Defense Army. These flying swords were controlled by foundation-building cultivators, but they formed a sword dragon in the air.

Hundreds of people controlled and cooperated with each other at the same time, and they were as coordinated as two hands and feet.

The sword dragon in the air moved forward, swallowed the magic weapon offered by the Jindan cultivator, and then hit the Jindan cultivator.

Then the sword dragon swallowed the Jindan cultivator's body in the air.

A bloody rain suddenly fell from the sky.

The sword dragon was re-decomposed into more than 100 flying swords and returned to the hands of each foundation-building cultivator.

But the Jindan strongman in the air just disappeared, without even a slightly intact piece of meat left.

As the strongest combat force in the Great Zhou, the Zhenguo Army is indeed worthy of its reputation.

Seeing this, the many evil cultivators left in Daoxuan's secret collection were even more desperate.

It's not that there are no Jindan strongmen in the Zhenguo Army, but they only need the hands of foundation-building soldiers to kill the evil cultivators in the Jindan period.

Seeing the Zhenguo Army slowly advancing, no one dared to rush hard anymore, and the big net was getting smaller and smaller.

After closing the net, they were still doomed.

The evil Jindan cultivator who had just bullied Er Gouzi and enjoyed killing young cultivators was no longer as majestic as before.

With no way to retreat, he finally burst out with courage and roared.

"We will die sooner or later anyway, let's break through together."

"Okay!"

"Let's charge together!"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

However, before they could inspire their courage, a flying sword swept past and several heads flew up.

The few people who were preparing to break through just now, including the evil Jindan cultivator, had no power to resist this flying sword and died instantly.

It turned out that although they were all Jindan cultivators, the strength between the different levels was very different.

What followed was a one-sided massacre, just like cutting melons and vegetables.

Hands up and down...

Hands up and down...

Heads rolling...