Tempered Immortal

Chapter 347 The Statue of Stealing Immortal Grass
With a bang, the little purple mist that was left was revived and swelled a lot. It was only the size of a washbasin at first, but now it suddenly expanded to a radius of several feet, and it spun rapidly.

There was a layer of haze between Lin Xuan's eyebrows, but although he was shocked, the magic power in his body circulated, and the sword energy shot out from his fingers became stronger by three points.

puff...

This time, the sword energy was like a mud cow entering the sea, the purple mist was spinning faster and faster, and within half a cup of tea, a huge vortex appeared in front of him.

"what is this?"

As soon as this thought came to Lin Xuan's mind, a mist shot out from the vortex, enveloping Lin Xuan extremely swiftly.

At the same time, a terrible force pulled him into the whirlpool.

Lin Xuan's strength is not weak now, he is already a high-level cultivator in the alchemy stage, but under this huge force, he was sucked in after only holding on for a few seconds.

"Little Lord!"

Ye Qingcheng turned pale with shock, but with his cultivation level, it was too late to help, Liu Junhao's eyes showed a gleam of joy, while Tian Xiaojian's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

However, one thing is the same, the magic of this ancient prohibition shocked them greatly, Lin Xuan is finished, what should he do?
Just when the three of them were pregnant with ghosts, the demon cultivator Mo Mang suddenly made an unexpected movement, a black light flashed all over his body, turned into a ray of light, and crashed into the vortex by himself.

The two old foxes Yeliu froze, Tian Xiaojian's eyes lit up, looking at the shrinking vortex, there was a hint of struggle in his eyes, could it be...

As the young master of the Extreme Demon Cave, he was also someone who could afford to let go, hesitated for a moment, and also turned into a black light, flying towards the whirlpool.

Unfortunately it's too late...

The vortex had shrunk to only the size of a sea bowl, Tian Xiaojian's face showed hostility, and with a shake of his shoulders, countless ghost mist surged out, turning into two huge ghost claws, grabbing the edge of the vortex, and slamming to both sides break off.

Sting, the vortex was enlarged to the size of a washbasin, Tian Xiaojian was overjoyed, and submerged into it without hesitation!

A few seconds later, the vortex disappeared, the giant pit returned to calm, and the shield above the head was quickly removed.

Ye Qingcheng's complexion was cloudy and uncertain. At this moment, only he and Liu Junhao were left. The two patriarchs looked at each other. Although their reactions were not as good as Tian Xiaojian's, they had a faint guess about the weird vortex just now. He couldn't help showing an expression of extreme annoyance.

But when he turned his gaze and looked at the tens of thousands of crystals lying on the ground, there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Brother Liu, it seems that we are going to return empty-handed from this treasure hunt."

"Brother Ye, what are you talking about, didn't your cousin enter the vortex, and I think his methods are quite extraordinary!" Liu Junhao snorted coldly, and the word "cousin" was deliberately emphasized His tone of voice was sarcasm.

"Hehe, each other, although your nephew was a step late, didn't he also follow in?" Ye Qingcheng sarcastically pointed at each other.

At this moment, the two old foxes naturally knew in their hearts that Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian must be the helpers invited by the other party.

After a few sharp words, both of them belonged to the thick-skinned kind, and it was hard to tell the winner.

Liu Junhao coughed lightly: "Okay, Brother Ye, it's useless to use your tongue. Although this treasure hunt has ended prematurely, fortunately there are still a lot of crystals here. How about we share them equally?"

"Okay, I'll follow what Brother Liu said." Ye Qingcheng thought about it, and nodded with a smile. After all, the strength of the two is evenly matched, and it is quite difficult for them to dominate alone.

The two old foxes shook hands to make peace, Liu Junhao was about to say something, but his mouth was tongue-tied, with a look of fear on his face.

"Brother Liu, what's the matter?"

Ye Qingcheng froze for a moment, turned around in astonishment, but slapped his hand on the storage bag, and at the same time, he shot backward like an arrow from a strong bow.

Bang, a boulder in front of him was smashed into powder by the opponent's ghost knife, and the fiery red flying fork also charged towards the opponent.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

The two old foxes yelled at the same time, since they had already torn their faces, they naturally didn't need to hide it anymore, and drove their magic weapons with all their strength to kill each other.

From the very beginning, the two had no intention of shaking hands with each other to make peace. Firstly, they were driven by greed. If they killed each other, they would be able to monopolize the treasure. He has a deep hatred, but he has fought for the hegemony of the Qingye Mountain area for hundreds of years.

The other party is not only the leader of the hostile family, but also the pillar of the family. If he is killed here, the benefits to the family are self-evident...

Although there were only these two reasons, they were enough. Ye Qingcheng and Liu Junhao's eyes were bloodshot, and they were caught in a life-and-death struggle.

Besides, Lin Xuan was sucked into the vortex. Although he was startled, he didn't panic. The mana in his body circulated, and he had sacrificed the Nine Heavens Profound Orb, ready to deal with possible dangers at any time.

However, nothing appeared, just feeling light all over, a vast expanse of whiteness in front of my eyes, and then the world spun.

This feeling...

Lin Xuan's heart moved, and he vaguely guessed something.

Soon, those uncomfortable feelings disappeared without a trace. Lin Xuan released his consciousness and began to search around.

As expected, the purple vortex is not an ancient prohibition, but a kind similar to the teleportation array.

At this moment, he was in a huge cave. The size of the huge pit just now was astonishing, but the cave at this moment was even bigger.

Lin Xuan naturally checked to see if there was any danger.

As a result, the information returned by his consciousness made a strange expression appear on his face.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong, but in this cave, there are actually many stone statues.

Originally, this was not a rare thing, and Lin Xuan's city mansion would not make a fuss, but these statues are indeed somewhat...

Lin Xuan stepped forward and came to a statue.

It is about two meters tall. At first glance, it looks like a mighty man, but not only does he have a third eye on his forehead, but he also has a half-foot-long horn on top of his head.

Monster Race!

And at least a monster in the fourth-level metamorphosis period.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly.

The other statue on the front left is a beautiful female nun. What is noticeable is that she also has a pair of wings on her back.

In addition to them, there are many monster races in the transformation period, but if it's just this, Lin Xuan will not be surprised by this appearance.

What really made him incomprehensible was that there were also many statues of human monks inside. Although they were just statues, they all looked extraordinary. Lin Xuan guessed that these guys might also be old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage.

There were as many as seventeen such statues. Lin Xuan stood there and fell silent.

Is this really just a waste mine?

Why do statues of humans and monsters coexist together, and what secrets are hidden here...

PS: I agreed to work hard today, but I still only updated two chapters. I won’t explain the reason. It’s my brother’s fault. The way to speed up as soon as possible.

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