Immortal robbery

Chapter 133 Fierce Battle

After entering the attic, Wang Zijia heard a strange sound.

"Senior brother, you are so annoying, you are hurting others!"

"You little hoof, didn't you always say..."

Wang Zijia: "..."

After taking another two steps forward, Wang Zijia paused, and his whole body was in a bad mood. This should be fighting the landlord, such a fierce battle...

Wang Zijia tilted his head to look at Sanwa next to him with a twitching face, and wanted to speak several times, but finally said nothing.

Looking at the two entangled figures in the attic of the ruins, Wang Zijia admitted that what Sanwa said was right, the battle was indeed fierce.

Quietly hiding aside, Wang Zijia watched the battle with critical eyes.

There was a faint fishy-sweet smell in the air, and the two of them were dripping with sweat from the battle. It was obvious that they had experienced a long-term battle.

'Well, this female cultivator's strength is not bad, a bit fierce, very fierce!It is this big light bulb that makes people dizzy! '

'This man can't do it. He comes and goes in that fighting posture, and he doesn't know how to play tricks. It will make the opponent lose a lot of experience, and the appreciation is seriously insufficient! '

Wang Zijia inspected the battle situation and commented on the cultivation of the two.

The battle lasted for more than a quarter of an hour before it slowly died down.This man doesn't spend a lot of time, but his skill is quite deep, maybe he has practiced some kind of lock-up secret technique.

Seeing the two people who started to dress sparsely, Wang Zijia quietly turned and left.

"Brother, the Bone Soul Monastery wants us to help together, shall we go?" the graceful female cultivator, with spring eyes and a satisfied aftertaste on her face, asked with blush.

"No, the legend of the blood demon inheritance has been passed down for so many years. A few years ago, a senior brother destroyed a first-level spiritual object field. Did you find anything?"

The man changed his enthusiasm during the battle, his face was indifferent, and he said with some coldness.

As he was dressed, his face was full of indifference and coldness at the moment, and he was a different person from the fierce battle just now.

Wang Zijia, who had just turned around, immediately stopped and listened intently.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, brother!" The charming female cultivator showed a sweet smile and continued: "I heard from the senior sisters in Zongli that the battle between Wanyu and Bone Soul Temple seems to have intensified over the years?"

"Well, it's almost time to hit the dog's brain." The man nodded and replied.

"What is it for? It can't really be for eliminating demons and defending Taoism?" the female cultivator frowned.

The man had already put on his clothes, and said with a cold face: "I heard that the cause is because of a lower realm. After fighting for 200 years, there is no result. It has gradually developed into various aspects."

"..."

The two of them chatted and started to leave again.

Wang Zijia saw that the two were wearing the costumes of Feixianzong disciples, but they were using the double cultivation method of the Huanxi Demon Gate, which was as famous as the Bone Soul Temple, and fell silent.

More minds were attracted by the content of the two people's conversation.

"Is the battle between Zongmen and Bone Soul Temple so fierce? I don't feel much in Zongli. I didn't even show up for the mobilization of the battlefield missions. Whether I go to accept the battlefield missions or not depends entirely on my mood." '

While thinking, Wang Zijia took out a strange communication talisman, which was sealed by Wang Zijia with the spirit sealing technique.

Holding the talisman, I sensed it for a moment, but didn't feel anything, hesitated for a moment, still didn't open its seal, and put it away again.

Looking at the two people who had disappeared, Wang Zijia ignored them and walked in another direction.

In the past two days, Wang Zijia had almost searched the surrounding area. He didn't stay any longer, and went straight to the next resource point, the meat field: Poison Frog Kiln.

After traveling fast for half a day, Wang Zijia came to a huge swamp.

A strong stench permeated the tip of the nose, and in a large swamp, the mud rolled over and over from time to time, releasing a string of bubbles.

A faint poisonous mist spread, mixed with a stream of stench, covering the entire Poison Frog Swamp in a faint poisonous gas, making the environment extremely harsh.

Because this meat field does not belong to this ripening area, the whole swamp is quiet and not very popular.The poisonous mist and miasma were several times thicker than when it was turned on, and filled the entire swamp.

Wang Zijia looked at the rogue poisonous mist, but he didn't feel disgusted at all, instead, he looked forward to it.

"laugh······"

After stepping into the area shrouded in poisonous mist, Wang Zijia's heart sank slightly. On the energy shield on the body surface, there was a constant sound of corrosion, and bursts of blue smoke rose, causing the energy shield to appear granular crystals from time to time, and quickly disappear.

"Speechless, why is it a highly acidic corrosive poison, why can't it be other types, how do you let me wash the floor like this?"

Wang Zijia, who did not give up, stretched out a mana thread.

"Bah..."

As the thread was corroded in the blink of an eye, it also brought back a little bit of toxin, a small wound melted on the back of Wang Zijia's hand, and a little blue smoke came out.

"Value +1!"

Frowning, he exchanged the toxin, and got the same result as Xuelongyuan.

If you have enough time and take your time, you can indeed convert a lot of value.But compared to Wang Zijia's harvest of picking up trash now, there is nothing comparable, not even as good as Xuelongyuan.

Moreover, he has to go to many resource points, try to visit all the resource points as much as possible, and has no time to spend here.

Therefore, after initially confirming that the task of washing the ground here could not be completed in a short period of time, Wang Zijia stopped ink staining, walked carefully, and rushed towards the swamp.

The silt of the entire swamp is as corrosive as the blood water of Blood Dragon Abyss, and the air is even more corrosive toxins, and the bottom may sink from time to time.

Therefore, Wang Zijia didn't move fast, and after carefully groping for a long time, he finally reached the center of the swamp.

There is a strange mountain standing here, or a wriggling silt mass like a mountain of meat.

The whole mountain is made up of wriggling silt, and the silt is constantly flowing downwards. The whole is like a lying toad, with various bumps and bulges on its body.

Wang Zijia came to the head of the toad. There is a huge cave here, just like the giant mouth of the toad, waiting for food to come.

This is another meat field of spiritual things in the Hundred Demons and Paradoxical Realm: Poison Frog Kiln, which produces high-level spiritual things of the poisonous Gu system, especially suitable for building the foundation of Gu Dao.

Wang Zijia hesitated for a moment at the entrance of the cave, and then walked into the cave.

The image of the cave is completely different from the mountain outside. There is no silt, but rather dry. The entrance of the cave is dark reddish-brown rock with a hard texture.

As Wang Zijia continued to move forward, the color of the cave wall began to lighten, gradually approaching the pink color of flesh and blood, and the texture gradually softened.

"Boom..."

As the sound of heartbeats gradually appeared in his ears, Wang Zijia found that the surrounding caves had turned pink, and the touch under his feet had also become soft, and the caves were still slightly wriggling, as if he was walking in the esophagus of some creature.

(End of this chapter)