Chapter 842 The ownership of the soul-raising poppy (please subscribe, please collect)
Originally, the late Jindan cultivators still had some objections to Sun Mingsheng's mysterious method of borrowing space power.
After the ring was broken, this worry disappeared. After all, for others, apart from this unpredictable method, they were not afraid of direct competition with each other.
"Kill"
With the sound of fighting one after another, it once again reached a new climax, and the ghost kings continued to turn into Yin Qi and dissipate in the air.
The atmosphere of unity on the side of the cultivators also began to change silently at this moment. While hunting down the ghost kings of different cultivation levels, they also divided some of their energy to observe the soul-raising poppy flowers that were still emitting life breath not far away and became more and more magical under the watering of blood.
After all, the fundamental reason for the outbreak of this battle was because of its existence. For the late Jindan cultivators present, it would be truly unacceptable if they missed this spiritual medicine because of fighting blindly and made it into someone else's pocket.
Although there were quite a few ghost kings left, they could give up the Soul-raising Poppy at any time. What was missing was just an opportunity.
"How can you fight to the death like me, the scholar with wonderful hands? I easily took the treasure."
In a corner that the monks had not noticed, a monk with a thin figure, whose aura had completely disappeared and almost blended into the surrounding environment, was approaching the location of the Soul-raising Poppy little by little, as if he was ready to steal the treasure.
At this time, he was less than a hundred feet away from the Soul-raising Poppy, which was almost the last step away from success for a late Jindan monk.
But the monk who tried to fish in troubled waters did not find that as the distance between him and the Soul-raising Poppy continued to shorten, this spiritual medicine was flickering and shaking its leaves in a very spiritual way, and the most intense black light was slowly gathering.
"Swish, swish"
When the monk who was trying to fish in troubled waters was less than five feet away from the Soul-raising Poppy Flower, and this treasure that helped to achieve the Nascent Soul seemed to be within reach, two black cone-shaped auras that were only as long and thick as a middle finger flashed and fell on the monk's perfectly hidden figure.
The power contained in the two black auras was not too outstanding, and it would not cause substantial damage to the Jindan stage monk.
If it were any other monk on weekdays, no one would take it seriously, but at this moment, the two black auras were enough to completely break the monk's perfectly hidden aura and shape.
Almost in an instant, the monk who was trying to fish in troubled waters immediately became the most handsome guy in the entire battlefield under the eyes of everyone. At this moment, he was even more dazzling than the Soul-raising Poppy Flower, both in the eyes of the monks and the eyes of the remaining ghost kings.
"Where did you come from, little thief? Do you want to get something for nothing in front of me and other cultivators?"
"What I hate most in my life is this kind of sneaky people"
"As cultivators of the same human race, we should not kill each other, but your behavior is really unforgivable and unacceptable, Amitabha"
"The endless hatred in my heart cannot be eliminated unless you are crushed to ashes"
The faces of the nine-level Jindan cultivators who led the group suddenly showed a series of embarrassing expressions, and naturally there were also some excitement. After all, the appearance of this fisherman in troubled waters immediately shifted the battle to another completely different state, opening a new chapter.
"Fellow Daoists, spare my life. I don't mean to pick the soul-raising poppy flowers. I just want to test whether there are other hidden dangers for you Daoists?"
This thin and thin cultivator was immediately panicked at this moment. Although they were both late Jindan cultivators, they should still have different strengths.
Since this monk chose to hide his figure, there were obviously obvious defects in his frontal combat power. When he faced the attack of a group of monks, he turned around and fled quickly, and at the same time, he begged for mercy without hesitation.
Unfortunately, the monks had already been tempted by the Soul-raising Poppy Flowers, and their eyes were already red. They would not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Dozens of third-level middle-high-quality magic weapons and more than a dozen magic arts with different attributes were sacrificed at the same time at this moment, surrounding him from all directions into a colorful state.
The monks then shifted their target to the Soul-raising Poppy Flowers that were still growing slowly. No one cared too much about the outcome of this monk who fished in troubled waters.
"If you don't take what God has given you, you will be blamed. I don't have much time left. I hope you respect the old and love the young. How about giving me a chance?"
"Bah, you are disrespectful to the old. With your life span, even if you get the Soul-raising Poppy Flower, the chance of achieving the Nascent Soul is less than 10%. Why waste a spiritual medicine here?"
"The treasure belongs to the virtuous. In the end, we still have to compete on the strength. Why waste words here?"
Facing the Soul-raising Poppy Flower, the only spiritual medicine that helps to achieve the Nascent Soul in the entire ancient battlefield, all the cultivators reacted differently.
While some cultivators were discussing with each other, most of them rushed forward blindly, with only this spiritual medicine in their eyes and in their hearts.
Naturally, Sun Mingsheng was included among them. Due to his own strength, although he was not on the same line with several ninth-level Jindan monks, he was only one step behind. The opportunity to compete for the Soul Ascension Poppy was not a small one. , but success also requires careful planning.
As the monks continued to gather, in addition to the original hunting of each other with the Ghost King, the collisions between the monks became more and more intense.
Pieces of magic weapons with different attributes are constantly flying in the air, and each talisman bursts out with colorful light after being sacrificed. Other different methods are also endless.
In short, in the eyes of all the monks present, whenever someone is preparing to pick the elixir, when the time before the soul-raising poppy is the shortest, they will inevitably receive the key blows and care from all the monks present.
Several attempts by several monks ended in failure, and it was not uncommon for some unlucky ones to even die during such an impact due to insufficient preparation.
"If this delay continues, even if the ancient battlefield is closed, this soul-raising poppy will not be able to determine the final ownership. How about we join forces to expel the other monks, and each of us will use our own methods in the end?"
Seeing the stalemate in the battle, a young ninth-level golden elixir monk also began to try to join forces to increase the possibility of successfully harvesting treasures as much as possible.
In his eyes, the winner of this soul-raising poppy flower can only be accepted by one of the ninth-level golden elixir monks.