Volume 1 Chapter 226 Channel Closed
Chapter 226: Passage Closed
The fat baby couldn't believe that someone was willing to let it go. After a long while, he said crisply, "Thank you." and then burrowed into the ground and left.
Killing eight people in a row to save a grass spirit, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. Not long after, Zhang Pa came to the deep underground under the feet of the outermost monks outside the fog valley, took back the earth-eating rat, and floated up slowly and silently.
At this time, the outside was in chaos. More than a thousand Yuanying monks were chasing the dark middle-aged man. Most of them surrounded the outer periphery to prevent him from escaping, and only a few people chased after him. The dark middle-aged man had nowhere to escape and couldn't fly. He knew that this time he was doomed. In a hurry, he threw the ginseng king high, lowered his body and got into the crowd to escape. The monks who were chasing him immediately changed their targets. Dozens of people jumped into the sky together to snatch the ginseng king.
The tens of thousands of years of spiritual grass became a death warrant. Among the dozens of people, the monk with the highest cultivation level caught the ginseng king. A magic sword pierced his body. There were several magic weapons attacking him at the same time not far away, so he died easily. Then the second master who grabbed the Ginseng King was also killed. Two masters died in a moment, and everyone reacted immediately. They stopped their actions and no one tried to catch the Ginseng King. The monks watched the surroundings and watched the unconscious Ginseng King lying on the two corpses, but did not dare to make any moves.
At this time, the high-level monks who were guarding outside the crowd and responsible for blocking ran to this side, and the low-level monks automatically gave up their positions. Not long after, a circle with the Ginseng King as the center and more than ten meters long and wide was formed. Outside the circle were more than a thousand Yuanying monks. They were all interested in the Ginseng King and had their own plans, but they did not dare to act rashly.
As Yuanying monks, they all had different levels of cultivation. Zuo Shi released his spiritual sense to search and found that he had the highest cultivation among the group. As the saying goes, people with high skills are bold. Zuo Shi squeezed out of the circle lightly, and in silence, he suddenly rushed forward, came to the center of the circle like lightning, grabbed the Ginseng King, and then turned around and retreated.
More than a hundred Yuanying masters attacked one person at the same time. What a spectacular scene. It can be said that it is rare to see in a thousand years. Zuo Shi was honored to encounter it. As soon as he made a move, more than a hundred masters in the center of the circle reacted immediately, and countless magic weapons hit him. Zuo Shi relied on his clever body skills and deep cultivation. He shook his body a few times and dodged some attacks. He raised his hand to release the magic shield to block some attacks.
But there were more than a thousand Yuanying monks on the periphery. Before the first wave of attacks was over, the second wave of attacks started again. Everyone knew that Zuo Shi had the highest cultivation. In order to avoid future troubles, he would not show mercy. Various magic spells and magic weapons bloomed like a rain of flowers. The pistil was Zuo Shi who grabbed the ginseng king. Although Zuo Shi was powerful, he was also shocked when he saw this scene. He threw the ginseng king in his hand, put his palms together, and shouted: "Duh!" A white giant lotus suddenly appeared on the ground, and the leaves overlapped and turned to wrap Zuo Shi. At this time, you can hear the sound of crackling and smacking. More than a thousand magic weapon killing moves are all on the white lotus.
Fighting against a thousand Yuanying monks by himself was something that no normal person would dare to think about, but Zuo Shi had to do it. When the huge bang stopped, the white lotus broke into countless pieces and fell to the ground silently, revealing Zuo Shi standing in the middle with a pale face.
More than a thousand people failed to kill one person? Many monks were shocked, but the most important thing at this time was not shock, but the King of Ginseng. More than a thousand Yuanying monks were afraid that the benefits would fall to others, so they abandoned Zuo Shi without exception and ran towards the King of Ginseng with all their strength.
Zuo Shi stood there in a daze. The artifact he relied on most was destroyed. He spurted out a mouthful of blood. He hurriedly took out the elixir and took it, and meditated on the spot to heal his wounds.
The magic tools used by monks generally have three levels: magic tools, magic treasures, and magic tools. Needless to say, most cultivators have three or two magical instruments; magic treasures are carefully refined with high-grade materials; divine instruments are rare and rarely circulated in the world. They are refined by cultivators above the stage of transformation with heavenly treasures and earthly materials. The effect is comparable to the magic weapon of repairing the sky, and the power is huge.
Zuo Shi's divine instrument was destroyed and he was seriously injured. Seeing that the situation was not good, his sixty blood killers quickly came to guard.
Just now, Zuo Shi threw out the ginseng king, which was caught by a Jindan cultivator. The Jindan cultivator knew that this thing was good, but it was very harmful. He turned around and stuffed it into the hands of the cultivator next to him, and retreated away from danger. The cultivator who had just obtained the ginseng king was a little confused. He was watching the excitement from a distance, but he didn't expect the ginseng king to run into his hands. He hesitated slightly in his heart, should he keep it? At this time, the Yuanying cultivator abandoned Zuo Shi and chased after the ginseng king. Seeing many Yuanying cultivators rushing towards him like ferocious monsters, the cultivator screamed, threw away the ginseng king in his hand, and fell to the other side.
Then you can see the Jindan monks running away to the outside, the Ginseng King flying above everyone's head, and the Yuanying monks chasing the Ginseng King frantically. Wherever the Ginseng King fell, the monks there fled to other places, and those who didn't have time to escape threw the Ginseng King to another place. After a while, the Ginseng King coincidentally fell into the hands of the dark middle-aged man who caught it at the beginning.
The middle-aged man was surprised and happy. He was about to throw the Ginseng King, but suddenly found that he was not far from the Fog Valley passage. He made up his mind that it would be a big deal to die. If he didn't die, it would be a time to be proud. He made up his mind to turn around and rush into the passage.
No one thought that he would return to the Fog Valley. After the passage was closed, the people inside were basically dead. The Fog Valley existed for a long time, and no one had ever heard of anyone who could come out alive after the passage was closed.
There were Jindan masters nearby, and no one stopped him. The dark middle-aged man easily rushed into the passage. Thousands of Yuanying masters were very surprised. Seven masters calculated the closing time of the passage. If they rushed in and killed the middle-aged man quickly, they should be able to get out with the treasure. They gritted their teeth and rushed in one after another. So he had the misfortune to run into Zhang Pa, and was unfortunately killed by the Fushen Snake.
The rest of the monks did not dare to move rashly, and surrounded the entrance of the passage nervously. Some bold ones relied on their fast speed to go in and take a look. Soon, news came out that all eight people were dead and the King of Ginseng disappeared. As soon as this news came out, it caused an uproar. Eight Yuanying mid-level monks were killed together in an instant. Who was the other party? This strength is too terrifying!
The monks were talking noisily, and Zhang Pa quietly floated out of the ground and stood silently behind the monk at the outermost edge of the crowd. The monk noticed that something was wrong behind him, turned around and saw Zhang Pa, with a lot of questions in his head. I was clearly standing at the outermost, where did this guy come from? Although he had questions, he didn't care, and turned his head to continue watching the excitement.
Eight masters died tragically, and no one dared to enter the passage. When a group of people were watching and talking nonsense, they heard a loud bang, and the thick fog on both sides of the passage closed, and the passage quickly disappeared. After a while, it turned into an invisible thick white fog, which was connected to the fog on both sides, as if the passage had never existed.
The passage was closed, and the monks looked at each other. The expedition, which happened once every sixty years, was over, so they went about their business and left. Soon, the crowd dispersed, leaving only more than a hundred people. Zhang Pa took this opportunity to get closer to Zhang Tianfang and the others. Seeing that they were guarding Zuo Shi together with Xue Sha, he was a little touched. They were good people.