Chapter 515: Michael

Liu Yan couldn't understand it.
But what Liu Yan did was still lost.
In the void, afterimages continued to be drawn.
"Huh! Two dead trash!"
Seeing that Liu Yan and Lan Sining didn't mean to stop, the bald-headed monk suddenly became angry and fell down and shook his right hand in the air while chasing.
Toast...
Toast...
A fireball quickly condenses and forms.
"Yanzhuo!"
call……
The bald cultivator violently threw the fireball in his hand.
In mid-air, the fireball bizarrely split into two, and shot at Liu Yan and Lan Sining at extremely fast speeds.
Moreover, the bald monk's prediction was very accurate.
Those two of light almost blasted at the next landing points of Liu Yan and Lan Sining.
"Wind swept!"
Lan Sining gave a soft drink, the erratic figure, like a ghost wind passing by, flashed in place, directly avoiding the fireball.
Boom!
The fireball blasted on the rock wall, blasting a big hole.
The gravel spattered.
On Liu Yan's side, his right hand poked out.
"Thunder and thunder!"
Crackling...
The thunderbolt hit the fireball, and immediately flew the fireball to the side with a powerful spinning force.
Boom!
Not far away, a big pit was also blown out, and rubble splashed up.
Neither Liu Yan nor Lan Sining stayed, and continued to swept under the Tiankeng.
"Hmph! One wind attribute, one thunder attribute, these two little bastards, absolutely can't let them live, otherwise, the three of us will be very troublesome in the future." The bald monk shouted in a deep voice.
Both the old woman and the scholar nodded.
"Don't hesitate, everyone, let's take action together." The scholar Qingshan said.
"Okay." The old woman also nodded.
The bald cultivator was more direct. With a wave of his right hand, another fireball appeared in his hand, and then threw it out again.
"Yanzhuo!"
call……
The fireball dragged a tail of fire, quickly flew out, and then split into two again, flying towards Liu Yan and Lan Sining precisely.
At this time, the old woman was chasing, while knocking her crutches against the stone wall.
Om...
A circle of earth-yellow spiritual power spread immediately.
"Petrochemical Hand, out!"
Rumbling...
Rumbling...
In front of Liu Yan and Lan Sining, the stone wall, which was originally silent, suddenly stretched out a two-foot-long stone hand and grabbed it towards Liu Yan.
Lan Sining didn't care about Liu Yan at all, and walked away to the side for himself, and continued to fall quickly.
Facing the huge stone hand that blocked his way, Liu Yan's eyes narrowed.
Kaka Kaka...
The moment the fist was clenched, an innate qi suddenly gathered on Liu Yan's fist.
Punch!
Boom!
Cleanly, Liu Yan blasted the grabbed stone hand with a punch, and instantly shattered the stone hand with his domineering physical power.
Although the speed of the fall was somewhat hindered, Liu Yan resolved it easily.
"Huh! Interesting. I can't tell, that kid is still a physical practitioner." The bald monk glanced at Liu Yan coldly.
At this time, the attack of the scholar in Qingshan also launched.
I saw that he was holding a judge's pen in his hand and drew in the void.
Huh!
A flash of light, like a sharp sword, flew towards Lan Sining at a rapid speed.
He kept painting again.
Huh!
Another flash of writing rushed to Liu Yan.
Both Liu Yan and Lan Sining avoided the light by their ability.
In a blink of an eye, the two fell into the darkness first.
The bald monk didn't care at all, with a dismissive sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph, I thought that when I got down, I would just take you guys out? Sorry, I just practiced a pupil technique, able to see night as day."
The bald monk's hands quickly sealed on his chest, and then one of his hands nodded toward his forehead.
"Yemu, open!"
Om...
His spiritual power shook, and a ray of light lit up in the center of his forehead, which condensed into a triangle, and then divided into two lines, each spreading towards his eyes.
In a blink of an eye, the bald monk's eyes became like eyes of fire.
And the lower half of the originally pitch-black Tiankeng became clearer in his eyes.
but!
The bald monk quickly discovered that Liu Yan and Lan Sining were falling too fast. In his eyes, he could barely see a faint shadow.
"Damn, you two follow my footsteps, we must hurry up, or let them both escape."
call……
The bald monk accelerated.
Although they are already cultivators in the base-building realm, they can fly in the air, but the price of doing so is that their spiritual power is quickly consumed.
In this fairy tomb, they had to keep a hand to deal with the accident.
and so!
The three of them did not pursue Yukong, but just like Liu Yan and Lan Sining, they used some raised spots on the stone wall to slow down the force of the fall.
But under the tiankeng at this moment, he couldn't see his fingers.
But there was a woman in white, sitting cross-legged in front of a bone mountain.
Its body exudes a strange light.
Michael.
A well-known Tianzong wizard in the monk world, but at the age of seventeen, he was already in the middle of the foundation stage.
It is said that when she first stepped into the early stage of foundation construction, she defeated a monk in the middle of foundation construction alone.
Such a record is enough to make her famous in the monk world.
But Michael never showed up in front of outsiders.
Coupled with her beautiful face and even figure, countless male monks are obsessed with it.
However, a word from Mi Keer discouraged countless male monks.
She once said that her immortal couple must be a peerless genius who can become a detached in the future.
This threshold makes people dare to look beyond.
Transformation!
That was the pinnacle of the entire monk's realm, let alone transcending it.
Countless monks, all of them, may not be able to become the powerhouse of the gods.
Where is the detachment?
At this moment, Mi Keer was running a secret technique with all his strength, trying to take out a treasure less than half a meter away from her.
However, the weird power in Bone Mountain is really too powerful.
Mi Ke'er had been here for almost half a day, and she just let an invisible hand formed by her secret technique reach the Bone Mountain about a foot away.
She estimated that it would take at least two to three days before the hand of the secret technique could barely touch the treasure.
"Keep working hard. As long as I can touch the Qingxin Bell with the secret technique, I can take it out, and then use it as my life magic weapon to cultivate it."
Mi Keer looked forward very much.
Qingxinling!
This is one of several monks' secret treasures that her master once told her.
It is also one of the magic weapons that suits her very well.
But her master once said that the real Qingxinling has long since been lost, and the Qingxinlings that remain in the monk world are just imitations.
Mi Keer never expected that he would actually see a real Qingxin bell here.
and so!
She must get this Qingxin Bell.
You must know that it is extremely rare for a monk to encounter a magic weapon that exactly matches himself.
More importantly, the level of this Qingxinling is not low.
And it is a treasure that can grow.
Among the many magic weapons, the growthable treasures are very rare.
Michael was working on the occult technique intensively.
And in front of her, the translucent hand of the secret technique was slowly leaning towards the bone mountain at a very slow and very slow speed.
But this seemingly peaceful Bone Mountain seemed to possess divine power, and the terrifying power emanating from it invisibly seemed to crush all the power that resisted it.
Michael had to be careful.
If one fails, she is very likely to be backlashed by Bone Mountain's power.
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