Chapter 1700: Am I afraid of you, Xiaolingxi

　　 When the fat monk saw the beautiful woman in red, Ye Man, he seemed to be determined to cover Chu Chen.
　　 Knowing that he might not be able to take advantage of it, he shook his head, turned around and left, found a raised black stone cross-legged to run spiritual power, and adjusted his breath to recover.
　　 The monks sitting cross-legged and adjusting their breaths scattered all around, everyone was digging for a day, and they were all exhausted.
　　 The time for digging was too little, so the cultivators had very little time to adjust themselves. Most of them cross-legged to adjust the time for a cup of tea, and then hurriedly played.
　　 In a blink of an eye, there are only two days left in three days, and no one can rest like Chu Chen with "reasonable peace of mind".
　　 So even if the night is getting deeper and deeper, everyone is still trying to use various methods to find and excavate ancient relics.
　　 The green-robed old man seems to be the one with the strongest desire to survive, and also the one who fights the most.
　　 didn't even sit down and adjust his breath. After a miss, he quickly went on the road again. Chu Chen felt that he was like an old dog, carefully observing every inch of land in the canyon, measuring the canyon step by step.
　　 Everyone felt that if anyone in this group could find the ruins, it would be the green-robed old man-the black blood ancestor.
　　 In this group of monks, not all of them fight alone like the green-robed old man.
　　Some of them formed teams in twos and threes to dig together.
　　 The two righteous disciples wearing blue and black robes and blue and white robes joined hands to excavate, and the two worked together to stimulate the spiritual power of the whole body, and the Taoist spiritual power of the two was combined.
　　 Combining the power of the two, a spar was raised in the air, forming a blue-blue spiral vigor in mid-air. The spar was wrapped around it and it rotated rapidly, digging the ground like a drill.
　　 The land in this canyon possesses secret power. The land composed of spar and gravel is extremely hard, and it is almost like a land composed of iron sand.
　　 A spar hoe, with the momentum of spiraling, continued to drop, digging out countless flying black soil, the momentum is extremely shocking.
　　 Ye Man, the young woman in red, who was supported by Chu Chen, also fulfilled his promise, and even helped Chu Chen dig.
　　 She stood arrogantly in front of a piece of black soil. After urging her spiritual power, her spiritual power, which was as bright as a maple leaf, turned into countless light red butterflies around her.
　　 The red spirit fire illuminates the world of one party!
　　Those fiery red butterflies are like shooting stars. Although they look soft and lovely, they have sharp edges.
　　 Every butterfly is like a sharp dagger.
　　 When thousands of red butterflies swept out in a mighty torrent, an invincible pillar of spiritual power was immediately formed.
　　 Without using a spar hoe, those hard and extremely hard-to-dig spar soils quickly become like sandy soil under the cutting of the butterfly blade.
　　 Her method is efficient, let alone two people, the combined digging speed of three people is not as good as hers.
　　 The monks guarding Chu Chen for her death made her even more speechless.
　　 "Damn, the Lingxi boy is so fateful, there is such a strong person to protect him."
　　 The fat monk looked at Ye Man's methods from a distance, and he was envious and jealous. "I can't learn to eat soft rice with Xiao Bailian. I can only rely on myself. I want to prove that I can be better than ten Xiao Bailian."
　　 In addition to his own hoe, the fat monk asked for another spar hoe.
　　 He seemed to be bent on proving himself, put the two hoes together, he actually used a small liangyi formation.
　　 His hands are red and blue, and at the same time they release the spiritual power of fire and ice.
　　 Two kinds of spiritual power with completely different attributes produced a series of small spiritual power explosions under his control, which made the speed of digging suddenly accelerated.
　　 The monk on the side could not help but look at him with admiration.
　　 Everyone stopped digging, and the first day passed completely like this.
　　 The biggest difference between the second day and the first day is that most monks have figured out how to deal with the difficulty of excavating the spar sand in the canyon.
　　 However, the speed of digging has been increased, but the bearing has not collided.
　　 The whole day passed, and no one had found any traces of ruins.
　　 The lands where the monks were entrenched have been dug in riddles.
　　The person with the strongest cultivation base even dug a big hole with a depth of one hundred feet, and nothing has been gained, making everyone more desperate.
　　 After nightfall, the moods of the monks also darkened with the sky, like falling into the abyss.
　　 One by one stopped weakly, everyone's face was full of gloom.
　　 The people who broke the formation group in nine days only gave them three days, and now it is almost two days past.
　　 There is one day and one night left, if there are no traces of the ancient ruins, then I am afraid that I will face the punishment of the nine days of breaking the formation!
　　 No survivor, is it the destined ending?
　　 "Boy, we're working hard, don't you stay here for another whole day?"
　　 When the fat monk Qian Hao saw the old Chu Chen cross-legged and closed his eyes again, he blew up with an unknown anger.
　　 Even if there is a young woman in red, Ye Man, Qian Hao can't bear Chu Chen.
　　 He stared at Chu Chen, his small eyes radiated cold light.
　　 "Do you know that if the time is up, if we haven't found the trace of the ruins, we will be killed by all the people in the Nine Heavens Breaking Array!"
His fat face flushed red, and his fingers pointing at Chu Chen kept trembling with excitement, "And all of this is caused by you! If it weren't for the displeasure of the overseer that you provoked, how could we only be trivial? Days!"
　　 The surrounding monks nodded in unison at this time.
　　 A sneer swept across Chu Chen's mouth and slowly opened his eyes.
　　 In an instant, a blazing glow shot out from his eyes, as dazzling as cold electricity.
　　 Fat monk Qian Hao suddenly felt a sudden sudden change in his heart. A chill came from his back, and he could not help but step back three steps.
　　 He frowned involuntarily, wondering why?
　　 This little guy whose cultivation base is only in the Lingxi realm~EbookFREE.me~ The look in his eyes actually makes him feel a faint fear.
　　 Why am I afraid of him?
　　 Qian Hao was puzzled in his heart, but his face was tight, so he can't show his timidity!
As the saying goes, if you lose, you don’t lose. In response to Chu Chen’s gaze, Qian Hao snorted softly: "What? Did I say something wrong? You did nothing to make up for the disaster you caused. Staying motionless here for two days! How interesting are you? A big man, hiding behind a woman, watching us desperately."
　　 Chu Chen faintly brushed the dust on his shoulders, without saying much, stood up coldly, and walked towards Qian Hao by everyone's destiny.
　　 The cultivators were stunned for a moment. I wonder what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of the little cultivator of Lingxi?
　　 Is he going to provoke the fat monk?
　　 trouble him?
Qian Hao was taken aback, looking at Chu Chen who was walking towards him, and laughed pretentiously, "Why, you still want to do something against me? Lao Tzu is the cultivation base in the middle stage of the dignified spirit, hitting your spirit. The kid in the realm of the stream hasn't come by hand yet, you... if you have a seed, let go!"
　　 While he roared, his body trembled uncontrollably. ...
　　
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