v3 Chapter 176: Retreat [first more] (2/2)
The two cautiously stepped into this cave, a moment later there was a low voice of suppressed excitement, and it was obvious that each had a great harvest.
After a while, the two figures gathered in the hall in the escape.
”Friends of Ghost Pond Daoist, there are so many treasures here, which can be described as great opportunities and great fortunes, and all of them are brought into the hands. Even if I exit here, I will hopefully enter the level of non-falling!” Qingguang Sanren showed surprise, Shen He said: ”This is where I and my fellow daoists are present together. All treasures are shared by you and me. If someone else enters, I will join forces with fellow daoists to kill them!”
”Fellow Daoist Qingguang said that you and I share the treasure here, and then you can find a way out, and you can definitely achieve some good luck!” The hag laughed low, her voice hoarse, like a night crow.
The two looked at each other, then laughed at the same time, dripping happily.
But the laughter hadn't stopped yet, the Qingguang scattered people juxtaposed like a knife with one hand, and slashed down at the hag.
At the same time, the hag suddenly shot her hand and patted forward with a palm.
boom!
The two men's magical powers were similar in their cultivation bases. At this moment, there was no sign of any signs of attack, but they were evenly matched, each withdrew ten feet back, their faces pale.
”Hehe! Guipo Dao's friendly and ruthless mind. Just now I was still talking and laughing with Zaixia, but the next moment it was a sudden killer.” Qingguang Sanren's face was cold, and his eyes overflowed with cold.
”Huh! Fellow Daoist Qingguang's words are really ridiculous. Both of you and I have the idea of swallowing the treasures here. Why should fellow Daoists laugh at fifty steps.”
”Since I've torn the skin, I have done it once, after the old man kills you, and then collect treasures.”
The ghost's voice was cold and ghostly, and her old eyes turned into a weird green at this moment.
boom!
The sound of fierce fighting continued for half an hour, and the entire cave was forbidden to flicker, and it did not collapse.
”Ah!” With the scream of the hag, the fight ended instantly.
Qingguang Sanren was cut off by one arm, blood dripping, and the hag's body was cut in half. At this moment, Yuan Ying was exhausted, and his eyes were full of resentment and looked towards Qingguang Sanren.
”Hey, at the price of an arm, destroying Fellow Daoist's body, this deal is extremely cost-effective.”
”Friend Ghost, I am afraid that this treasure today will be taken away by the old man.”
The voice fell, and the man couldn't help but smile on his back.
But at this moment, the blue light did not show up. The hag's body and the blood flowing out of his broken arm quickly merged into the ground, and the ground suddenly trembled violently.
Dozens of dry corpses crawled out of the ground, their bodies withered and shriveled, describing it as terrible, and at this moment they besieged them in a low roar.
The laughter of Qingguang scattered people had not stopped, and then it turned into endless panic and shouted, and his magical powers were used to resist.
But here, the mummy in the cave is extremely powerful, all comparable to the late-stage cultivators of the Yuan Ying, this person only supported a moment, and his face was pale and surrounded by the mummy.
A short, stern and miserable howl came from this cave, faintly mixed with ”creaking” and ”creaking” chewing sounds.
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