Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 161 Demon Refining Talisman 【Subscription】

  For the monks who were also hunting in the elixir garden, some monks were killed by the opponent, and some of them were easily killed by the opponent.

  In a certain Siguan elixir garden, a layer of light covers the only way to collect herbs.

  At this time, there are three monks inside the mask, divided into two factions, and they are fighting fiercely with magic weapons.

  Among them, a man and a woman were wearing white streamer robes, and they were monks from Beicangmen.

The male cultivator, with a refined face, was driving a jade-colored writing brush. As he swung it, jade-colored sharp blades slashed at the opponent. A magic weapon in the shape of a black book emitted a layer of black aura. The opponent's attack is blocked.

   Raising his hands, he was full of calmness and calmness.

  The beautiful female cultivator on the side is driving a fiery red flying sword, assisting from the side, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this woman's strength is much lower than that of the elegant monk beside her.

  These two are exactly the two monks who left tolls under Cheng Buzheng's meticulous and thoughtful arrangement.

   And his (her) opponent is a disciple of the Demon Fire Sect.

  This person is covered with a layer of green light, driving a group of blue flames, and a radiant flying sword, resisting the white sword energy.

  The monk of the Demon Fire Sect had an expressionless face on his ordinary face at this time, and his eyes were fixed on the two of them, but from the fine sweat from his temples, it could be seen that he was not so peaceful in his heart.

   Right now.

  At the southwest corner, the teleportation array flashed white light, and a monk wearing a black robe appeared on the teleportation array. The black robe was exactly the same style as the black robe of the Demon Fire Sect disciple, and there was a blue flame embroidered on the chest.

   See here.

  The disciple of the Demon Fire Sect was ecstatic in his heart, as if he had eaten a berserk pill, and the counterattack in his hands became stronger.

   "This magic talisman will not be saved in the end."

  Speaking of the elegant monk, he took out an orange talisman, poured it with mana, and blended it into the jade-colored brush.

  At the same time, the jade pen was glowing orange all over, and then it swung out, and orange sharp blades slashed towards the cultivator of the Demon Fire Sect on the opposite side.

  The streaks of orange sword energy broke through the green mask effortlessly, and chopped the young monk inside into eighteen pieces.

   See here.

   "Brother, leave this disciple of the Demon Fire Sect to me!"

  The female cultivator on one side immediately took out an orange talisman with the same rune style, eagerly looked towards the direction of the teleportation array, and said to the elegant monk beside her:

   "With the magic refining talisman given by my uncle, the mere magic cultivator is not worth mentioning at all."

   "This magic talisman is very precious."

  The elegant-faced young monk showed helplessness, touched his nose and said:

   "If not, I am afraid that the other party will unite, I will definitely not use it!"

   "What's more, that cultivator from the Demon Fire Sect will run away immediately. You can use your magic refining talisman next time you have a chance!"

   "Hey!"

   "Do you think this is running?"

  I saw the monk of the Demon Fire Sect who was rushing to the rescue, saw the magic refining talisman, and ran towards the teleportation circle without looking back.

   White light flashes.

  The figure of the Demon Fire Sect cultivator disappeared.

  The beautiful female cultivator pouted and muttered after seeing the demon cultivator running away:

   "Hey, the **** demon cultivator, and that smiling monk, actually robbed me of five hundred spirit stones and a elixir."

   "If the magic talisman can fight against the talisman, I must let him know how powerful I am."

   Obviously, she still hasn't let go of Cheng Buzheng's robbing her.

   "Junior Sister."

  The monk with an elegant face turned solemn and said in a low voice:

   "It's good to survive in the hands of that monk. The talisman alone can kill us both."

   "Besides, do you know that people have no other means?"

   "Don't underestimate any monk, otherwise sooner or later he will fall into the hands of others."

"do you know?"

   "Okay, I got it!"

  The beautiful female nun was a little dissatisfied:

   "I'm just talking, and I'm not stupid."

   "When I was in Sanguan Spirit Medicine Garden, my speed of throwing spirit stones and spirit medicines was no slower than yours."

   Heard the words.

  The monk with an elegant face patted his forehead involuntarily, and said speechlessly:

"Ok!"

"You rock."

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at the same time.

  Cheng Buzheng also stepped onto the teleportation array and entered a certain elixir garden in the fourth level.

   White light flashes.

  Cheng Buzheng, who was covered by a two-layer shield, stood on the teleportation array and looked around.

  Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he saw a corner of a stone, which was somewhat scorched black, and then cast his green lotus pupils, sweeping towards the elixir garden.

   I saw that in the front area, there were six monks hiding there.

  They are all elite disciples of the various immortal sects, there are a total of six monks, and they are watching Cheng Buzheng covetously at this time.

   There is even a monk with a unique shape, carrying a sword on his back, with an indifferent face, his eyes are stern, looking at Cheng Buzheng quietly, this person is the sword cultivator of the ancient sword sect.

   See here.

   Cheng Buzheng's heart moved, and he walked forward with a smile on his face. At the same time, he was holding a pale gold talisman in his wide sleeve.

  At this time, the five monks in the formation were transmitting voices to each other:

   "This monk doesn't seem to be a monk of the Demon Sect!"

   "You guys, who knows you!"

"do not know."

   "When he enters the big formation, he is checking his identity. Now we can't startle the enemy."

   "Yes, that makes sense."

   "Why did he stop in his tracks!"

  Cheng Buzheng came outside the formation, stopped in his tracks, showed a warm smile, and said:

   "Six friends, why not come out and meet."

   "It's not my fairy style to hide and hide."

   See here.

  The monks in the big formation know that the other party has clearly stated the number of people, which means that the other party has completely seen through their hidden methods.

   Immediately.

  The sword cultivator was the first to reveal his figure, watching Cheng Buzheng quietly, and then five other cultivators also appeared.

  A young monk with a handsome face in a white robe stepped forward and said coldly:

   "I don't know, fellow daoist is the monk of that fairy school?"

  Cheng Buzheng took a look at him. Seeing that this person was wearing the costume of the Spiritual Beast Sect, he had nine levels of qi training, and he was holding a top-grade magic weapon, so he knew that this person was most likely an elite disciple of the Spiritual Beast Sect.

"good."

   "As long as you are not a monk of the Demon Gate, no one will shoot you."

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   Immediately, the other four people spoke one after another, only the sword repairman didn't say a word, and looked at him quietly.

   Facing the inquiries of several monks, Cheng Buzheng's expression remained the same, with a smile still on his face, and he said:

   "It's inconvenient to reveal which fairy gate is next!"

   "Then how do you prove that you are a disciple of Xianmen?"

  An elite disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect asked coldly. There is a hint of arrogance in the words.

  (end of this chapter)