165 The scroll explodes

"I'm chasing the poisonous corpse, don't let the poisonous corpse get into the fork and run away. Brothers behind you, please tie it up with the entanglement technique!...Oh, who threw the iron vine seed just now? I've tied it up, why don't you help me loosen it."

A big man in a monster fur coat raised his spirit sword and stabbed the poisonous corpse with a deep voice. He shouted excitedly. Someone behind him shot out an iron vine seed and wrapped him around him, unable to move in place.

The man screamed in anger and had to chop off the iron vines that were wrapping around him. Dozens of monks flew past him quickly, and no one paid attention to him and left him behind.

"Crack!"

"boom--!"

Deep in the mine path on the second floor of the cave, many monks were chasing the poisonous corpse quickly. From time to time, they shot spells at the zombie. Many fireballs and the explosion of ice cones sounded in the mine path.

Some monks were clamoring and cursing.

"Whoever throws spells around, throws fireballs on my head, I will kill him with one knife! I will see the poisonous corpse and throw it away again." A man in green shirt was hit by several flying fireballs. The protective cover was shocked and staggered. He turned around and roared in anger, but could not find who threw it.

Any monk who was drilling around in the second floor of the cave was so angry that he wanted to curse. The mine was too narrow, and at most two or three monks could be allowed to pass through at the same time.

However, if you want to deal with the fierce poisonous corpse, there are no five or six cultivators in the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage at the same time, they can't suppress it at all. If there are too few people chasing, one or two cultivators will be turned back and grabbed by the poisonous corpse. However, there are too many people chasing, and the mine tunnel is crowded and chaotic. The spells produced cannot hurt the poisonous corpse, but instead they will hurt the monks in front.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some monks are secretly malicious and want to cause accidental injuries to other monks and randomly use spells.

There were twenty or thirty monks chasing this poisonous corpse. Some monks were too anxious to chase it, but instead were injured by the poisonous corpse gas spurted out by the poisonous corpse, or accidentally injured by the spells shot by other monks behind him in chaos, and were forced to withdraw from the pursuit.

Despite this, there were still more than twenty monks chasing behind the poisonous corpse.

They seemed to have determined that so many people were chasing this poisonous corpse, and there must be good things on this poisonous corpse. Otherwise, why are so many disciples of various sects chasing this poisonous corpse? If others pursue them, I will chase them, so I must not let others steal the benefits.

Ye Qin's aura was calm and he quickly dodged left and right. The spells shot from behind were shot randomly to avoid being accidentally injured. He followed behind the middle-aged monk in yellow robe and the man in golden robe.

The two of them are undoubtedly extremely strong. If they want to kill the poisonous corpse, they will definitely be indispensable. He himself is not eager to kill the poisonous corpse. It is best to be able to get the map scroll from the poisonous corpse. Even if he can't get the map scroll, it is not a big problem for him. There are enough spirit stones here for him to dig.

The monks chased the mine for nearly half an hour. The poisonous corpse finally drilled into a large cave where spirit stones were dug, and jumped around in the cave irritably, no longer escaping.

This is its nest and the place it stays when it dies. When it encounters danger, it instinctively escapes back here. After escaping here, there is no way to escape because this is a cave of death mines and there is no way to escape to other places.

More than a dozen monks chased after him for a long time, swearing into the big cave, quickly surrounding the poisonous corpse, constantly shooting out spells, quickly bombarding the poisonous corpse, and carefully avoiding being injured by the poisonous corpse air spurted out by the poisonous corpse.

Among these people, in addition to the yellow-robed monks from Dique Sect and the golden-robed man from the ancient artifact Sect, there were disciples from various sects, as well as the two Qingdan disciples of Ye Qin and Old Man Kong. Old Man Kong has been following Ye Qin and did not make a breakthrough. It is rare among the more than ten people that the two of their fellow disciples can enter this cave together.

This poisonous corpse has absorbed spiritual energy for thousands of years in the mine. In fact, it is a very powerful top-level "ghost-type spiritual weapon". Any Qi Refining Cultivator will suffer when he encounters it alone. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot withstand the 100 or 20 Qi Refining Cultivator's eighth-level and the nine-level monks took turns to bombard the spells. Fireballs, ice cones, wind blades, lightning strikes, and continuous spells of various types blasted over, blowing it up. It deserves to be unlucky. It has nothing to do but control some skeleton puppets to provoke this large group of trial disciples from various sects. If you are more stable, you may be able to live for a while.

The poisonous corpse kept spraying out the poisonous corpse gas along the way to counterattack, spraying dozens of mouthfuls, and injured more than a dozen monks chasing it. Until now, they could no longer spray out any poisonous corpse gas. They just danced violently, dancing their claws to grab the monks closest to it, and were under the spell bombardment of more than a dozen monks at the same time. It seemed to feel the fear of death and hurried in a corner of the big cave.

"Hao!"

The middle-aged monk in the yellow robe saw that the poisonous corpse had been blown up by many spells, but he still did not fall down. He was a little impatient. He saw the opportunity and shouted loudly and threw out a small round shield magic weapon. The round shield spun in the air and turned into a thick and heavy big round shield, which suddenly pressed towards the head of the poisonous corpse.

With a "bang", the extremely tough head of the poisonous corpse was smashed halfway to the round shield magic weapon.

Then, a golden sword light flashed, and the remaining half of the poisonous corpse's head completely flew up and rolled to the ground.

It was the man in golden clothes who took action again.

The poisonous corpse lost its head and fell on the rocky ground, no longer moving. Only then did everyone see that when the poisonous corpse retreated in the corner, they were still holding a small box made of gold and stone in their hands. As soon as the poisonous corpse died, the small box immediately rolled to the ground.

The more than ten monks who besieged the poisonous corpse suddenly became hot.

This small box is not big, it can put dozens of spirit stones down. The poisonous corpse will not hold a small box for no reason. It must be hidden inside of it that is very important to the poisonous corpse. Although the miner died and became a poisonous corpse, its instinct will still make it guard the most important items in his life.

More than a dozen monks looked at each other.

Almost all of them come from different sects. Although they are eager to grab the box, no one dares to rush over easily. It will only become a living target for all other monks and be subjected to fierce attacks.

The man in golden clothes collected the flying sword weapon, glanced at the monks in the big cave, and suddenly said to the monks in the yellow robe: "Senior Brother Zhong, it seems that the strength of both of us is half a pound. There are not many items left by this poisonous corpse, so why not divide it equally, what do you think?"

In addition to the yellow-robed monk, more than a dozen monks from various sects in the cave were furious when they heard this and turned their heads to stare at the man in golden clothes. They also put in a lot of effort to encircle the poisonous corpse. Why didn't they get a chance to break up with this small box?

The middle-aged monk in the yellow robe glanced at the more than ten monks in the big cave, weighed it, and thought it was feasible, and said with a grin: "Okay, Junior Brother Yu has a good idea."

The monk in the yellow robe is also a cruel character who eats meat and does not spit out bones.

A small box, no matter what it contains, there are more than ten monks from various sects gathered here, and it is always not enough to divide it. He and the man in golden clothes are enough to suppress these more than ten ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators. There should be no problem in occupying this box.

Although he and the man in golden clothes didn't like each other, they might as well join forces when snatching the small box. They would drive away more than ten other monks first, and then see what was contained in the box.

If it is an important item, hehe, you must compete with this junior brother Yu.

"Today, I, Mr. Zhong, is in a good mood. If you don't want to kill me, please leave yourself. This box belongs to Junior Brother Yu and I, and you don't have any chance." The yellow-robed monk confidently played with the shield magic weapon in his hand.

The two of them beat the abacus loudly and steadily killed more than ten other ordinary monks.

More than a dozen other monks were so angry that they couldn't speak.

But the situation is stronger than others. The more than ten cultivators together can barely compete with these two core disciples. But the problem is that they are not from the same sect at all, and they cannot work together. No one is willing to rush forward to be a scapegoat. How can they fight against the core disciples of the ancient artifact sect and the Dique sect with magic weapons?

Ye Qin was also very depressed. He was also counting on the fight between the two core disciples. Unexpectedly, they formed an alliance in a blink of an eye. If these two core disciples did not join forces and fought each other, these ordinary disciples would still have the opportunity to take the opportunity to grab the small box, but they joined forces and would not give ordinary disciples any chance. Even if he also had magic weapons, he would not dare to fight easily.

The monks cursed a few words in a low voice and prepared to leave.

There was a monk from a small sect who was unwilling to give up before leaving. His sleeve suddenly threw out a wind blade and hit the small box, breaking the shell of the small box to see what was inside.

"Crash!"

The box was slashed and exploded by the wind blade, and dozens of scrolls of palm-sized size rolls rolled out from it and lay on the ground.

The more than ten ordinary monks present were shocked when they saw it, their eyes wide open.

Even the monks in yellow robe and the man in gold robe were also stunned and unable to believe it.

The scrolls in this small box are as many as thirty volumes.

In the big cave, there was a sudden silence, and I could only hear the sound of swallowing.

Map scrolls are easily distinguished from other uses. Even idiots can tell that they are mine map scrolls. This poisonous corpse actually collected dozens of map scrolls into its small box. No wonder these monks could not find the map scrolls.

They really have nothing to say. Really... perverted.

Hu, Hu!

Several figures, without a sound, suddenly rushed towards the scrolls.

According to the promise of the head of Qingdan Sect, as long as any trial team gets back a scroll and hand it over to the sect, each member of the team can get a reward of a foundation-building pill. If you can get more scrolls, the more rewards you get from the foundation-building pill. The rewards of Qingdan Sect are so heavy, the rewards of other sects will never be much lower.

His grandma, who is still the one who cares about the core disciples or not? If you grab the map scroll, I will have the opportunity to become a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Pupp, puff, muffled groans kept coming, and more than a dozen monks who were extremely jealous got up crazily, kicking and flew away, and their swords flashed, snatching the scrolls on the ground. In the big cave, there was a sudden chaos. No one cared about the alliance and snatching the scrolls on the map.
Chapter completed!