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In less than twenty breaths, the light curtain above the moat suddenly began to fluctuate violently.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Countless rushing winds spread out from the light curtain overwhelmingly, as if there were countless objects about to burst out from the dark gray light curtain.
Affected by these strong winds, the breath between heaven and earth solidified, and the light quickly dimmed.
"Xiao Fang Ding is coming out, everyone get ready!"
"According to the negotiated formation, everyone is in position!"
"The monk is outside, the alchemist is inside, hurry up!"
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On the originally dead and silent cliff, countless shouts suddenly sounded, and all the monks became commotion. Everyone's face showed nervousness, excitement, and anticipation.
Only the disciples of the four major sects at the front still stood quietly.
Their team is strong, whether it is the number of monks or alchemists, they are extremely sufficient. All the disciples stood in place, holding their breath and staring at the front.
As for the alchemists in the team, they released their soul power as quickly as possible, ready to start snatching Xiao Fang Ding
Ma De looked anxious.
"Damn it, why did it come out in only 20 breaths? Master's cultivation has not fully recovered!" He looked at Lu Fan who was still cross-legged with his eyes closed, with an extremely nervous expression.
Just at this moment, the sound of countless breaking winds inside the light curtain suddenly rang out, resounding through the entire sky in an instant.
I saw countless dense black spots bursting out from the light curtain, like a black rainstorm falling from the sky, falling down in a hurry.
"No, that's not Xiao Feiding, that's the magic blade!"
"Hurry up, take out your weapon and resist the magic blade!"
"Pay attention to protecting alchemists, don't let the magic blade hurt them!"
""
It turned out that what fell from the sky was not Xiao Fang Ding, but a terrifying magic blade, which made all the monks extremely nervous.
They all sacrificed their weapons one after another, operated their cultivation bases, radiated their spiritual consciousness, and stared at the sky as if they were facing a formidable enemy
"It turned out to be a magic blade!" Ma De breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he summoned three soul guards as quickly as possible.
He learned from the surrounding monks that once these magic blades leave the light curtain, their power will be much weaker. Even Jindan monks can resist the magic blades.
However, the number of magic blades is extremely large and the speed is extremely fast. Only two or three monks can't resist it at all, at least ten or more monks are needed.
This is also one of the reasons why the surrounding monks mocked Lu Fan and Ma De before.
The magic blade in the sky descended to the sky above everyone's heads in the blink of an eye, and then slashed down fiercely.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
All the monks hurriedly waved the big swords in their hands to resist these magic blades.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
""
Immediately there were countless clashing sounds of gold and gege on the field.
After the magic blade was slashed by the big sword, it burst open immediately, turning into a puff of black air, which was quickly absorbed by the light curtain and returned.
From time to time, more than a dozen mournful howls of monks sounded.
"ah¡¡"
Even though everyone had made sufficient preparations, many monks were hit by the flying magic blades and died on the spot
"Clang!Clang! Clang!"
Ma De and the three soul guards tightly surrounded Lu Fan, blocking the magic blade flying towards this place.
"Ma De, can you hold on?" Lu Fan was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, racing against time to recover his spiritual power. At the same time, he immediately summoned the magic armor on his body. Except for his head, he The rest of the body has been tightly wrapped by the magic armor.
"Master, please rest assured, with these three soul guards, the magic blade will never hurt you." Ma De said confidently.
Although he is only at the second level of Jindan, these three soul guards are all the strength of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. It is no problem at all to protect Lu Fan with three strong men at the early stage of the Nascent Soul.
"Okay, give me another 20 breaths, and I can recover 80% of my spiritual power." Lu Fan said via voice transmission.
"No problem!" Ma De said calmly.
The appearance of the three soul guards immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, as well as the four major sects and the black-robed monks.
Everyone didn't expect that Lu Fan still had three puppets in the early stage of the Nascent Soul hidden. No wonder he dared to come to the treasure hunt with a two-person team.
This also made everyone more jealous of Lu Fan.
In times of crisis like this, though, being too distracted can kill your head.
All the monks quickly withdrew their spiritual knowledge, stopped paying attention to Lu Fan, and concentrated on the low-end magic blade
The magic blades on the light curtain fell one after another, as if it would never end.
For those stronger teams, there is no pressure, but for those small teams, or teams with insufficient numbers, it is a catastrophe.
In less than a dozen breaths, more than half of the small teams were completely wiped out by the magic blade. As for the incomplete teams, they were all wiped out before they even lasted for four or five breaths.
After more than ten breaths, there were tens of thousands more corpses on the ground, and blood almost stained half of the cliff wall red.
In addition to the corpses, there are countless magic blades that have landed on the ground, all in a black mass.
Of course, these magic blades cannot exist in the air for too long. After about a few breaths, they will collapse on their own, turn into black gas, and be absorbed by the light curtain again.
After about 20 more breaths, the magic blade finally began to slowly decrease and weaken, and the news soon disappeared.
But before everyone could catch their breath, the sound of breaking wind came out again from inside the light curtain.
However, this time the sound of the wind breaking was much sparser and extremely weak. These sounds seemed to come from the extreme depths of the light curtain.
"It's Xiao Fang Ding's voice!"
"Xiao Fang Ding finally showed up, great!"
"All alchemists are ready to attack!"
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Countless shouts of excitement broke out in the crowd, and the monks who survived the catastrophe also showed expressions of incomparable excitement and anticipation.
Everyone didn't have time to take any rest, so they hurriedly mobilized their spiritual consciousness again, and looked closely at the light curtain.
"Whoosh!"
Before most of the monks were fully prepared, a white glow suddenly flew out of the light curtain and shot straight at the front of the crowd, where the Sword Sect and Medicine Sect were located.
Following the fall of the white glow, the crowd suddenly became commotion.
"My God, someone actually snatched Xiao Fang Ding so quickly!"
"I saw it. That's Yu Xiujie, the disciple of the Medicine Sect Master. His soul power is really too powerful!"
"It turned out to be him, no wonder he was able to snatch Xiao Fang Ding in such a short period of time!"
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But everyone didn't expect that before their exclamation fell, Yu Xiujie actually threw the small square tripod in his hand back into the light curtain.
His actions surprised many monks even more.
Everyone was waiting here to snatch Xiao Fang Ding, but the other party threw the Xiao Fang Ding they got.
"What what's going on here? He threw Xiao Fang Ding away?"
"Didn't you realize that the little Fang Ding he snatched just now is white?"
"Is the white small square tripod bad?"
"According to ancient books, there are four kinds of small square tripods erupted from Fangding Mountain, which are white, yellow, golden and purple. The white small square tripod is the lowest grade, followed by yellow and gold, and the highest grade is the purple small square tripod." tripod."
"What's the difference between high and low grade Xiaofang Ding?"
"The difference is huge. The small white square tripod can only withstand 10,000 magic blade attacks; the yellow one can withstand one hundred thousand magic blade attacks; the golden one can withstand a million magic blade attacks; as for the purple small square tripod It is said that it is enough to withstand the attacks of thousands of magic blades."
"Hiss! The attack of thousands of magic blades? Doesn't it mean that you can easily cross the sky with your eyes closed?"
"Having said that, since ancient times, the purple small square tripod has never appeared, and even the golden small square tripod has only appeared two or three times. In fact, it is very easy to get the golden small square tripod." The earth has crossed the moat."
"Is the number of people that the golden small square tripod can take the same as that of the white small square tripod?"
"Of course it's different. The white small square tripod can only accommodate twenty people at most, while the yellow small square tripod can carry forty people, and the golden small square tripod can carry sixty people."
"What about the little purple square tripod?"
"I don't know about this. There is no record in ancient books. Maybe it can hold eighty people, or maybe a hundred people!"
"I see. No wonder Yu Xiujie abandoned the small white square tripod in his hand."
Under the explanation of an old man, everyone finally understood the difference of Xiao Fang Ding. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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