Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

Before Zhao Yanbo could call, a spiritual light flashed above the Yuan Core placed on his chest, and the blood-colored figure that had been lost for a long time reappeared not far from his side.

The blood-colored figure just swept over Zhao Yanbo and nodded slightly, then turned to look directly at a young monk in uniform at his hand and said, "You can wake him up now."

Zhao Yanbo blew on the unconscious monk, and the monk woke up quietly.

The emotion seemed to be very excited, and he was about to struggle and scream. Zhao Yanbo was about to restrain him again.

The blood-colored figure waved his hand at it unusually calmly, looked directly at the young monk and asked,

"Why are there so many monks gathered here?"

"Where did you hear that?

"There are disciples of the sect involved in this matter.

"Are there any monks who have cultivated in the foundation building period or above? The

blood-colored figure, after asking these four sentences in succession, did not wait for the young monk to answer.

With a wave of his right hand, the young monk turned into a human skin and stuck it to the ground.

Zhao Yanbo, who watched the whole process, was stunned and didn't know why, but when he saw the blood-colored figure with an expression that seemed to know everything, he didn't dare to say anything since he stood aside.

The blood-colored figure seemed to see Zhao Yanbo's doubts, and said lightly: "The matter is very simple, there are two scattered cultivators in a place less than a thousand meters ahead, and the ruins of an ancient monk's cave have been found under a stone cliff.

Although the formation of the Ancient Monk Cave Mansion has been broken, the two of them still can't enter it, so they have to return, looking for a friend who understands the formation, and explore the Ancient Cave Mansion together.

Unfortunately, the news leaked, which attracted a large number of monks to come here, and this news is currently only spreading among casual cultivators.

Therefore, it did not attract the monks of the sect to come, and among the monks who have come here at present, the highest cultivation is a complete cultivation during the foundation building period.

After the blood-colored figure finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Yanbo and asked, "Boy, what do you think of this." "

Lord Lingxian, without further ado, we should rush to the ancient monk's cave first, confirm the truth of this matter first, and then make plans. Zhao Yanbo said a little steadily.

"If this is true, what will you do with the monk who has completed the foundation period in the way? The blood-colored figure's faint voice spoke again.

"There are many monks here, and the boy thinks that only by uniting those monks who also have no chance of taking the treasure is our chance, and then we will act again. Zhao Yanbo replied respectfully.

"According to your word, I will be of help to you if necessary. The blood-colored figure said indispensably.

"If you have the help of the Immortal Lord, this trip will definitely be very rewarding. Zhao Yanbo replied happily.

"If I were you, I'd go there disguised as a monk. The blood-colored figure mentioned again, and in a flash, it turned into a blood-colored mist and returned to the meta-core space.

Zhao Yanbo had no objection to Lord Lingxian's proposal, and hurriedly took down the storage bag of the young monk on the ground.

He found a linen robe and changed out of his sect monk robe, and also put the sect core disciple token on his waist in the storage bag.

As far as the eye could see, he swept towards the cliff where the ancient monk's cave had been found......

When Zhao Yanbo came to the cliff where the ancient monks' cave was hidden, he looked up and saw that there were already a hundred and ten monks gathered here.

I saw that everyone was side by side in a fan-shape, enclosing the wall of the cave mansion.

Zhao Yanbo could faintly see that there were bursts of dazzling aura flashing in front of the crowd from time to time, thinking that the broken formation was still playing a role.

When Zhao Yanbo saw this, he was also relieved in his heart. It seemed that he was not too late to come, so he randomly found an unobtrusive corner to stay.

After a while, a dozen or so people gradually gathered.

A tall, square-faced thin man in front of the crowd suddenly raised his voice and said, "Since everyone is here to hunt for treasure, it is not a way to go on like this.

Once those sect monks hear this news, I'm afraid everyone won't even have to drink the soup, I think there should be many monks here who have already seen that the formation blocked in front of this cave is just a guardian array.

It itself does not have the ability to take the initiative to attack, although it has been damaged quite severely, but it is not something that we monks who are only in the foundation building period can easily break through.

I have a proposal here, it is better to bombard this formation with the strength of all Daoists, and in a few moments, it should be able to break it, what do you Daoists think. "

How will the treasures in the cave be distributed?" asked a small monk in the crowd.

"After you arrive at the cave, you will each have your own ability. The tall, thin-faced man said again.

The monks whispered...... Although knowing this, it is natural for a monk with a high cultivation level to take advantage of it, but for a monk with a low cultivation, it is not without a glimmer of opportunity.

As for what treasures are divided equally, it is just a joke for the immortal cultivation world, which is the weak and the strong.

I don't know who was the first to stand up and say yes, and this suggestion was quickly adopted by everyone.

Seeing this, the tall, thin-faced man stood up again and said, "Since this is the case, then without further ado, everyone will follow the direction of my spiritual power and sacrifice the treasure bombardment together." No

matter what the monks thought in their hearts, no one objected at this moment, and they all sacrificed magic weapons to attack the formation prohibition in front of them.

Zhao Yanbo was also in the corner, took out an inconspicuous fine iron long sword and attacked it as well.

However, no one doubted that Zhao Yanbo, as a monk in the foundation building period, why he was only a fine iron long sword, after all, everyone was a loose cultivator.

In this way, accompanied by the continuous sound of roaring, Zhao Yanbo's ears once again sounded the sound of the blood-colored figure spirit immortal.

"Don't speak now, just listen to me. I sensed a weak point in the formation three meters directly in front of you, half a meter above the ground.

For a moment you try to pretend to be as casual as possible, bombarding as you gradually move towards that position. "

Very well, one more small step forward, half a meter above where your left foot is now standing, and in a moment, you bombard this position with all your might.

With your current cultivation, the old man guesses that a short formation crack should be formed, and then you take the opportunity to throw my main body "Escape Tianshuo" into it, and you just need to delay the time for the formation to be broken as long as possible outside.

Hearing this, Zhao Yanbo naturally understood Lord Lingxian's thoughts, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this strategy is simply amazing, it can be described as bloodless.

Whether the matter is successful or not, Zhao Yanbo said secretly in his heart, in order to achieve his ideal effect with this blow, Zhao Yanbo quietly released his thunder-attribute spirit weapon hammer in the gap when no one was paying attention.

"Boom ......" After Zhao Yanbo's deliberate accumulation of power, it hit the weak point of the formation in front of him exactly as it happened, and a crack the size of a needle tip flashed.