Rise of Qinglian

"In that case, let's use the magic weapon together to break the restriction!"

The big man in red shirt urged, offering a red gourd. After it swelled, red flames came out of the gourd's mouth.

Wang Mingjiang and the four of them looked at each other, nodded to each other, and launched their magic weapons to attack the five-color light gate.

Under the joint attack of the five people, ripples appeared on the surface of the five-color light gate, and the five-color runes flashed wildly.

After a cup of tea, with a loud noise, the five-color light gate collapsed and disappeared. The blue stone gate behind the five-color light gate was smashed to pieces by colorful magic weapons, and a stone chamber more than ten feet in size appeared in front of them.

There is a moonstone on the stone walls on the left and right sides of the stone chamber. The soft light emitted by the moonstone illuminates the stone chamber brightly.

There is a humanoid skeleton in the center of the stone chamber, wearing a tattered yellow clothes. If you look closely, you can find that several ribs are broken on the left chest of the humanoid skeleton, and its right arm has disappeared.

There is a dark yellow storage bag on the waist of the humanoid skeleton, and two blue porcelain bottles in front of it.

Apparently, the ancient monk was seriously injured and was recovering here. Unfortunately, he was too seriously injured and could not survive.

Seeing the yellow storage bag on the waist of the humanoid skeleton, the eyes of Wang Mingjiang and the other five people became hot, and they all distanced themselves and applied a defensive shield to themselves.

In the face of huge interests, they, unrelated strangers, were on guard against each other, and no one believed the other.

"The restriction was broken so easily. It should be the foundation-building monk's cave. There is no need for everyone to be so nervous!"

The big man in red shirt said this, holding three Hundred Sword Talismans in his left hand.

Wang Mingjiang took out a light blue ball and looked at the others warily.

Among the five foundation-building monks, the one with the highest cultivation level is the young man in yellow shirt, who has six levels of foundation building, the lowest one is the man in red shirt, with three levels of foundation building, and Wang Mingjiang has the fourth level of foundation building, which is medium.

His magic power is purer than that of monks of the same level, and he is physically skilled, so he won't necessarily suffer a loss in a real fight.

"Hmph, do you think we are blind? What is the Hundred Sword Talisman on your hand?"

A young woman in a green skirt sneered, took out a fiery red ball, and clasped it in her hand.

The young man in yellow shirt frowned and said: "Okay, this place is so small, no one can take advantage of it in a fight. Maybe it is really the cave where the foundation-building monks sit and transform. First, take out the contents of the storage bag and take a look. Take a look and then tell me, Fellow Daoist Hong, it’s up to you to take off the storage bag and pour out the contents.”

The other three people had no objections to this.

Seeing this, the big man in red shirt did not refuse and walked cautiously towards the humanoid skeleton.

He took off the yellow storage bag and signaled others to exit the stone room.

When he came outside, in front of the four people, the young man in red shirt poured down the yellow storage bag. After a large yellow glow rolled over, there was a lot of stuff on the ground.

More than a dozen wooden boxes, several porcelain bottles, several dim magical artifacts, a dozen ores of different colors, a dozen jade slips, a golden jade box, a palm-sized yellow gourd, and a handful of shining red lights. dagger and a blue jade box with a blue seal on it.

The red dagger emits an astonishing wave of spiritual energy, and the aura flashes, obviously it is a magic weapon.

Seeing the magic weapon, Wang Mingjiang and the other five people's eyes widened, and everyone's eyes were filled with fiery color.

"I discovered the cave, and that magic weapon belongs to me."

The young man in yellow shirt said solemnly, his eyes fixed on the red flying knife.

The big man in red shirt nodded and said, "This is natural. Fellow Daoist Li will catch it."

He picked up the red short knife and threw it towards the young man in yellow shirt.

He did not throw the red flying knife, but instead threw a crimson ball and smashed it at the young man in yellow shirt.

The yellow young man was already prepared and held a yellow shield in front of him.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded, and a dazzling fire suddenly exploded in the stone chamber, causing waves of air to billow.

The sneak attack by the young man in red shirt did not hurt anyone.

He put away the red dagger, flicked his sleeves, and the things on the ground divided into three groups and flew towards Wang Mingjiang and the others. He took a golden talisman on his body and turned it into a golden light and flew towards the direction.

His cultivation level is the lowest. If there is a fight, he may not be able to take advantage. He gets the big share, and others also gain. In this way, others will not stare at him.

A yellow gourd, two wooden boxes, three porcelain vases and two jade slips flew towards Wang Mingjiang. He accepted them unceremoniously. The other two were also unceremonious. They collected the things that flew in front of them and cast spells to escape.

Only a fool will stay if he gets the benefits.

Wang Mingjiang crushed an earth escape talisman, wrapped it in a ball of yellow light, and disappeared into the stone wall.

The other two people crushed the Fire Escape Talisman and the Wood Escape Talisman respectively, turning into little auras and disappearing.

From the sneak attack by the big man in red shirt to the scattered escape of Wang Mingjiang and four others, in less than two or three breaths, the young man in yellow shirt had no time to stop him, or in other words, he had no intention of stopping them at all.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the lips of the young man in yellow, and he said: "Hmph, these white-eyed wolves are really unreliable. If it weren't for the fact that cracking the small Five Elements Golden Gang Formation requires five foundation-building monks who practice different Five Elements attributes, I wouldn't be looking for you. Yeah! You are quite smart, each of you can run faster than a rabbit, but I am not stupid either, I want to see how far you can run."

Wang Mingjiang was wrapped in a ball of yellow light and quickly walked through the stone wall.

Not long after, he appeared outside the stone wall. He was about to use his flying magic weapon to escape when he was surprised to find that a huge light yellow light curtain was like a giant yellow bowl, covering him inside.

The surface of the yellow light curtain is covered with countless yellow runes. These yellow runes are flashing and the aura is flowing erratically.

A green light lit up in front, and a woman in a green skirt appeared.

Her face was full of surprise and she exclaimed: "Third-level formation! No, it's a third-level formation set up with third-level formation talismans."

"Hmph, even if it is a third-level formation arranged with formation symbols, you cannot break it."

A hoarse man's voice sounded, his tone full of sarcasm.

Wang Mingjiang looked along the source of the sound and saw a tall, thin man in black robes, building a foundation on the sixth floor.

A burst of dazzling red light lit up not far away, and the figure of a middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared. At the same time, the golden light transformed by the young man in red was also blocked by the yellow light curtain, revealing his figure.

The young man in red shirt rolled his eyes and said: "Fellow Taoists, Fellow Taoist Li had evil intentions from the beginning. Only by working together to kill them can we survive. Hong is willing to give this magic weapon to other fellow Taoists."

He took out the flying knife magic weapon and threw it in front of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The middle-aged Confucian scholar had the fifth level of foundation building.

At this time, the magic weapon is a hot potato, which will be hot in anyone's hands.