Mysterious Catastrophe - Chapter 629

[Chapter 627 Trap]

“There’s even a middle-stage foundation-building cultivator hidden?”

“This feeling? Qi Containment Technique!?”

“No wonder I didn’t notice it before!”

Aaron glanced at the two monks in the middle stage of Demon Dao Foundation Establishment, and his expression suddenly became strange.

Because although these two people are in the middle stage of foundation building, they are old-fashioned, and their state looks even worse than Zhong Wuyou, and the deadline is just two years.

‘In the middle stage of the foundation building of the magic way, it definitely did not grow up in the forest country, but infiltrated from the Wu country! ‘

‘Having a half-cut and still running to be a spy, this is already a dead end! ‘

Anyway, I’m dying of old age, why don’t I contribute to my family and descendants before I die!

Aaron can guess what’s going on in the other person’s mind, but it feels more tricky.

This kind of enemy who is not afraid of death is often the most terrifying.

“You…you are…Dongmenxue?!”

Zhong Wuyou looked at one of the figures with white hair like snow, and suddenly exclaimed.

“Dongmenxue?!”

Although Aaron was fascinated by the name, it was actually the first time he saw a real person, and he quickly looked at the old man: “Old Zhong, did you read it wrong? Dongmenxue was known as a genius of cultivation from the Dongmen family… At this time It should be more than 200 years old and dying of old age, although the age seems to be right, how can this cultivation base be in the middle stage of foundation establishment?”

Hearing what Aaron said, Dongmenxue’s face became gloomy, and then he said loudly: “This old man is indeed Dongmenxue… You Sanshan will occupy my family’s foundation, but now you have to pay a little interest!”

Back then, during the change in the East Gate Valley, he only managed to break through the middle stage of foundation building with the help of the power of the Black Blood Gate.

But I didn’t think… how could the devil completely trust him?

As early as when he helped Dongmenxue break through the middle stage of foundation building, he secretly did something to keep him in this realm for the rest of his life, and he couldn’t make an inch!

Moreover, when he was about to die of old age, he had to obey the orders of the Black Blood Sect and take the odd risk to sneak into the forest country for activities.

After all, the family is in the hands of others. When people get old, their concern for the family becomes a lot bigger.

At this moment, Aaron pinched the magic trick, and the ‘Dingguangzhu’ turned into a streamer and smashed behind Shen Qingchen.

From the void, a foundation-building ghost withdrew its huge claws angrily, and it was a sneak attack!

“Qingchen, are you alright?”

Aaron asked.

“Uncle Yu, don’t worry, I’m fine… I just can’t get enough mana.”

Shen Qingchen took a healing elixir, and his face became more bloody.

“I was able to discover the ghost attack of I… Your Excellency should be the elder Keqing Fang…” Another base-building cultivator said with a strange smile: “It is said that you are quite talented in refining tools and making talismans? I didn’t expect that. The fighting style is also quite sharp… The old man, Black Blood Sect, Nether Lineage, Di Sanshun, have seen fellow Daoists!”

As he spoke, he shook the huge black banner in his hand.

One after another ghost fog was sprayed out, and the range was extremely wide, and it could even block the foundation-building consciousness!

“Top-level magic weapon – Qiansha Banner?”

Aaron’s expression was solemn.

This ‘Thousand Demon Banner’ is worth at least five or six thousand spiritual stones. With the continuous sacrifice of ghosts and souls, the price will continue to rise. It is the signature magic weapon of Nether Peak!

As for the ‘Hundred Ghost Banner’ in his hand?

Cough cough… Because those ghosts have not been nourished for a long time, they will kill each other and eat each other. The last starved ghost that survives can’t find nourishment and dissipates directly…

“What a black blood sect, what’s going on here, I’m afraid it’s a trap, right?”

Zhong Wuyou took back the Primordial Bowl and defended himself: “This is not just to kill a foundation-building elder, but to kill me all in one go!”

“That’s right, if you don’t see it through, a Foundation Establishment will naturally be able to take it down easily.” Dongmen Xue chuckled: “And if you see through the first trap, there are also two of us who guarantee the bottom… Baihe is just the second trap. It’s just bait!”

‘Oops, monks with thousands of demons are the best at forming formations alone…’

Zhong Wuyou’s voice came from Aaron and Shen Qingchen’s ears: “The enemy is fully prepared, this is a hard fight… But we only need to hold on for a while, and reinforcements will come!”

Aaron glanced at Zhong Wuyou, and knew that this cunning and cunning thing would not be ambushed so easily, there must be something behind!

‘All of them are old foxes, that’s right… a force that has been entangled with the Black Blood Sect for so long, which one didn’t come from intrigue? ‘

Woohoo!

At this time, there were dense clouds covering dozens of miles around, shrouding the three of them, and various ghost whistles were heard from time to time.

In the thick ghost fog, ghosts comparable to the foundation-building period appeared from time to time.

“careful!”

At this time, Fairy Baihe and Dongmenxue, who had reunited, had already killed them.

Aaron told Shen Qingchen to put on the snow at Dongmen first.

“Mere junior!”

Dongmen’s snow-white hair danced wildly, like an unparalleled demon king, and the magic weapon he used was a giant axe.

boom!

The huge axe smashed on the ‘Dingguangzhu’, causing the Dingguangzhu to let out an overwhelmed scream, and a crack appeared directly on the surface!

“Top-level magic weapon? Another top-level magic weapon!”

Aaron secretly scolded the big dog of magic repair.

With the opponent’s mid-foundation cultivation base and the use of top-level magical tools, the initial stage of his own foundation-building is basically a matter of a few axes.

However, Shen Qingchen was injured, and his performance was even worse than himself. He was beaten by Bai He and retreated, looking like he was shaky.

“Ugh!”

Aaron sighed and pointed at the ‘Shengxue Sword’.

This flying sword turned into a stream of light, beheading Fairy Baihe, which made her have to fight back in embarrassment, which greatly reduced Shen Qingchen’s pressure.

“How dare you be distracted by fighting with me? Die for this old man!”

Dongmenxue’s face flashed ruthlessly, his hands clenched, and mana surged out.

The huge cyan axe expanded rapidly, strands of black energy flashed from the axe blade, and slashed heavily on the shield of the ‘Dingguangzhu’.

Snapped!

Countless cracks appeared on the surface of this top-grade defensive instrument, which exploded into several pieces in an instant.

“Ha ha!”

Dongmenxue continued to drive the giant axe and slashed at Aaron.

However, Aaron calmly patted the storage bag, grabbed a ‘Yin Fire Orb’ from it, and threw it towards the giant axe.

Bang bang bang bang!

A series of explosions sounded.

In the midst of the explosions of the several middle-grade instruments, Dongmen Xuelang retracted the giant axe for self-defense: “Yin Fire Orb? How many do you have left?”

Just when he was about to attack, he saw that Aaron took out another talisman, which was also a first-order middle and high-level talisman such as the ‘Fire Feather Arrow Talisman’, and threw it towards him.

Countless flames fell like raindrops, and the momentum was much bigger than Zhong Wuyou’s previous sprinkles!

Dongmenxue didn’t dare to make sure that his body protection magic weapon would block all these spells, so he could only withdraw his axe with a depressed face and continue to defend himself…

…

Beyond the ghost fog.

Two streams of light flew over, and two of the foundation-building cultivators appeared.

One of them is the Qing Dingmen ‘Brother Zhang’ who has competed with Aaron for the foundation pill!

“Senior Brother Zhang, the letter for help from Zhong Wuyou is as expected. The magic monk has sneaked in here. Do we want to do it immediately?”

A junior brother in Tsing Yi next to him asked.

“Junior Brother Lin, what are you anxious about?”

Senior Brother Zhang glanced at him, and replied indifferently: “Let the foundation of the Three Mountains Association be in front first, and consume the mana of the devil cub… It’s best to die together.”