Comprehension era

Dong Canghai and Zhang Fan shook hands, and they could feel each other's tension.

But Zhang Fan didn't move, it was obviously not the time to go out yet.

It's just that Zhang Fan can hold his breath, but the middle-aged people outside can't hold their breath.

A person who practices the Fusion Technique is so powerful. If that person who obviously has a companion and hides on the [-]th floor of Qi training also practices the Fusion Technique, then none of the people here will be able to get out alive!

What's more, the combined double cultivation in front of me is very powerful, and it is difficult for me and a monk with a qi training level [-] to be sure of victory. If there is another qi training level [-] level to join forces with myself, the winning rate will increase greatly.

The atmosphere in the reading room became a little dull, but it was quickly broken by the middle-aged man.

Whoosh, an invisible force swept past, the middle-aged man used his hand as a blade, and a hurricane came out from his hand, sweeping straight towards the two fit monks.

The two rows of bookshelves in the reading room fell down ping-pong-pong. The iron bookshelf was cut into two by the wind blade, and the damaged pages flew in the air, like leaves falling in the autumn wind.

hum!

The wind blade swept towards the hidden formation where Dong Canghai was, and a black mist immediately surged from the edge of the formation, and the two fit monks standing in front of the black mist were unscathed.

The middle-aged man's lips curled up slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The purpose of his move was obvious. It was not to attack the two fit people at all, but to force Zhang Fan to show up.

"You stay!" Zhang Fan simply said to Dong Canghai, and gradually revealed himself in the dark mist.

Zhang Fan's voice was indifferent, without any emotion or turbulence: "This fellow Taoist made a mistake, I don't have any companions. I don't want to go into this muddy water by not showing up..."

But before he finished speaking, a slender golden arc from the two fit monks hit his black mist.

Whoosh!The black crescent-shaped Ghost Knife floated in mid-air, forcibly blocking the arc of light, and the fierce ghosts on the Ghost Knife screamed one after another, and the black energy rose suddenly, surrounding the two fit monks.

Even if Zhang Fan didn't want to join the battle, he couldn't help it at this moment and was forced to get involved in the battle group.

At this moment, the middle-aged monk also made a move, and the wind blade took advantage of the spread of the ghost fog, inserted straight into it, and shot towards the two fit monks.

The monk on the ninth level of Qi training couldn't help much at this moment, he just threw the bead in his hand, protected himself with a protective shield, and in the protective shield, remotely urged some fire bombs, towards The two fit monks rushed forward, slightly better than nothing.

"You and I join forces and kill them!" The middle-aged monk said to Zhang Fan. The two of them are the highest single-person cultivation bases here. Two qi-training [-]th-level monks attack a combined monk who is inconvenient to move together. , it is not difficult to get there.

Zhang Fan nodded, his ghost knife circled in the air, the ghostly aura approached the cultivator lying on the ground, grimaces appeared in the ghost fog, swallowing the golden arc of lightning, and the golden arc was in the air. Swallowed by the ghost fog, it became thinner and darker.

"Go to hell!" The middle-aged monk waved his hand again, another wind blade pierced straight into the body of the monk lying on the ground.

The cultivator lying on the ground wanted to avoid it, but his lower body was glued together, so he could only fight with the golden arc.

The thin, long arc of hair barely trapped the wind blade, but his arms were already shaking, and it seemed that he could not last long under the pincer attack...

The middle-aged monk waved his hand again, and another wind blade was released from his hand again, skimming the golden arc, straight into the ghost fog, and blowing away the ghost fog.

Whoosh!

The wind blade cut into the monk's waist. The monk lying on the ground knew that he couldn't dodge this attack, but under the siege of two monks who practiced Qi on the [-]th floor, his strength was not comparable, and he couldn't dodge it. Can hastily send out another electric arc in an attempt to stop the wind blade.

It's just that the electric arc was too weak, it was just a faint yellow light, which was easily cut by the wind blade.

Blood spurted out immediately, and the cultivator lying on the ground was chopped off at the waist.

And the other monk, seeing his companion was killed, hit the back half of his body with an electric arc without even thinking about it, and the lower half of his companion's body was separated from his body under the blow of the electric current.

At the same time, the monk jumped back, ready to flee.

But Zhang Fan and the middle-aged man would not give the monk this chance, and they chased the monk together until Zhang Fan dodged and bullied the fleeing monk, and the other half was cut off by the wind blade technique. The corpse just fell to the ground, right in front of Dong Canghai's eyes.

Dong Canghai took a deep breath and hid himself deeper.

Zhang Fan chased the fleeing cultivator in front, mercilessly swung his hand in the air, and the ghost knife slashed at the fleeing cultivator.

At the same moment, a hint of sarcasm appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged monk behind Zhang Fan.

The one who escaped was just a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, so it was not worth mentioning.And the master of the [-]th level of Qi training in front of him is the real formidable opponent. If he succeeds in sneak attacking here, he will have the highest cultivation level here, and the treasure is still at hand?

The middle-aged monk waved his arm, and the wind blade slashed towards Zhang Fan's back with a sharp cry.

But when the wind blade only flew halfway, Zhang Fan in front seemed to have eyes behind his back, and avoided the wind blade with an unexpected and weird posture.

The middle-aged monk was about to fight again, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He lowered his head, and saw two completely different weapons inserted into his chest without knowing when.

One is a dark crescent-shaped blade, on which a fierce ghost emerges, rapidly devouring his spiritual power.He recognized this thing, it was the weapon of the monk he was about to attack.

And the other... turned out to be an ice pick.

Icicle! !

The middle-aged monk turned his head suddenly, and saw a young man standing behind him without knowing when.

The young man's hands were trembling with coldness.

These two weapons, one in front of the other, were inserted into the body of the middle-aged monk at the same time, and the timing was exactly the same. If it hadn't been for thousands of times of coordination, it would be impossible for people with the same mind to do it.

"You... unexpectedly... a sneak attack!" The middle-aged man couldn't stand his eyes, and he was successfully attacked by a monk who practiced Qi at the seventh level.

The monk who had always been cautious and was determined to obtain the treasures here fell to the ground.

As soon as the middle-aged man fell down, Zhang Fan and Dong Canghai immediately stood together, back to back, looking around vigilantly.

In just less than ten seconds, two monks died, and another one who practiced at the seventh level was fleeing.

In front of them, the monk at the ninth level of qi training was obviously nervous and vigilant when facing Zhang Fan and Dong Canghai's cooperation.

"We broke in unintentionally, and we didn't intend to seize the treasure." Dong Canghai said first, "We will leave when the library opens at dawn!"

But the monk obviously didn't believe Dong Canghai's words. He scanned the library, took two steps back, and extended an invitation to the Taoist priest who had been reading in the corner: "That fellow Taoist! The enemy is strong, it seems A pair of lovers... now only the two of us join forces, can we hope to fight!"

The Taoist closed his book and walked slowly towards the monk: "What's your name?"

"The poor monk Ming Yuexin, although he only has the ninth level of qi training, he has a great secret method. The two of us may not be able to defeat the monk who is on the 50.00th level of qi training!" The monk tried his best to persuade the Taoist to join, "As for the treasure, wait After killing the other people here, there is a [-]% chance for you and me!"

The Taoist smiled slightly: "Mingyuexin! Heh, it's a good name... It's a pity that it's a pity!"

When the Taoist said this, the monk suddenly changed color.

The Taoist sneered: "I seldom ask other people's names before killing people. You should, feel lucky, to die at the hands of my Taoist master."

As soon as the Taoist finished speaking, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and a white light shot out from his fingertips. Immediately, a scream sounded in the corner of the reading room.

No one saw how the Taoist priest made the move, but everyone heard the screams clearly. It was the monk who practiced the body fusion technique and fled and hid himself at the seventh level of qi training after his companion died.

As for the monk, even if Zhang Fan joined hands with the dead middle-aged man, it would take some time to deal with him.

And the Taoist priest in front of him killed a monk with the same level of cultivation as Dong Canghai with just a single finger. Who the hell is this...? !

The monk took a step back subconsciously. He didn't dare to get too close to Dong Canghai and Zhang Fan. He just held his beads tightly and looked around vigilantly. It seemed that he wanted to run, but he couldn't.

The Taoist sneered: "A mere monk in the Qi training period is worthy of telling me about joining forces? The three people here are going to die. That thing is mine!"

As soon as this sentence was said, three white lights shot out, stabbing towards the place where the three of them were.

At the same time, the hearts of the three sank.

This Taoist priest... has made no secret of his cultivation at this moment! !

It turned out to be - a monk in the foundation period!

When the white light flew towards him, Dong Canghai ran towards the opposite direction of the white light without hesitation. He would have lost his way, and with the ancient monk's cloud chasing boots and alloy shoes given by Song Qile, The speed was so fast that he couldn't see his escape at all, as if he disappeared into the air out of thin air.

But that white light was not like ordinary light beams and weapons, it was able to turn in mid-air, with a constant speed, and followed closely behind Dong Canghai.

Dong Canghai's speed reached the limit in a short period of time, and he changed directions eighteen times in one second, but Bai Guang kept chasing after him, without any intention of stopping.

Such high-intensity dodging in such a short period of time consumes the most physical strength. Dong Canghai's physical strength has been exhausted, and he can no longer dodge the chasing white light. Seeing that the white light is about to penetrate Dong Canghai's body, there is a sudden puff. , something blocked the white light at Dong Canghai's vest.

The white light pierced into that thing, and the thing exploded, and it died together with the white light.

When Dong Canghai turned his head, what he saw was the monk named Ming Yuexin.

Ming Yuexin held a prayer bead in his hand, which was exactly one of the beads on his string.

It was he who used the Buddhist beads as a weapon to save himself from disaster.

"The three of us are no match for that Taoist priest..." Ming Yuexin didn't look at Dong Canghai at all, but said to Zhang Fan, "Why don't we join hands to deal with that Taoist priest, maybe... there is still a glimmer of hope for survival."

Zhang Fan's cultivation is the highest here, and Dongcanghai's is the lowest. Ming Yuexin knows whose thigh he should hug.

Zhang Fan also narrowly escaped the white light. He has rich experience in fighting the enemy and a high level of cultivation. Although he is not as embarrassed as Dong Canghai, he is still terrified at the moment.

"Okay!" Zhang Fan stepped aside, came to Dong Canghai's side, and stood with Ming Yuexin.

"Hmph! It's useless to join hands with three!" Taoist priests who have entered the foundation building stage, let alone three monks in the Qi refining stage, even if there are ten or twenty, he will not pay attention to them.

Just now he ignored the fight here, he was just looking for the treasure, now... the treasure has been found, so there is no need to let these ants who know nothing about the heights and want to compete with him for the treasure live.