Chapter 456: Looting and the Left-handed Infant God

Chapter 456: Looting and the Left-handed Infant God

‘It should be here, a branch of the Danyuan similar to the Qi Fumai! ’

Wang Zijia looked at the area of ​​the building complex for a moment, and Chu Ziyu immediately pointed to a mechanical patrol of skeleton monks below and said: "Father, that should be the skeleton monk guarding this place!"

"I have tried many times before, but I can't avoid it. It's useless to sneak in. It seems that the rules of the strange domain are affected. If you want to enter, you need to break through first. Sneaking will inevitably be locked."

‘Is it a regional active hatred mechanism? ’

Wang Zijia looked in the direction, and this was a team of skeleton monks dressed as warrior monks. Judging from the texture of the bones, the two leading ones who looked like the captain and deputy captain should be the remains of the infant god, and the remaining eight team members are the remains of real people.

Wang Zijia didn't mean to test it at all. He raised his hand and condensed a chopstick-length spear.

"Swish!"

After the spear left the body, it quickly grew larger and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the team of warrior monks.

The next moment, ten warrior monk skeletons actually formed a formation, and the hemispherical golden light shield covered their entire bodies.

"Boom boom!"

Under the bombardment of dozens of spears, the warrior monk team was not hurt at all.

And when the bombardment just ended, the ten warrior monks' auras were linked together, and they rushed towards Wang Zijia as if they were a whole.

Wang Zijia's heart was slightly shocked, and his understanding of the ancient sect was deepened. Even in this situation, they still formed a formation!

Wang Zijia, who did not dare to be careless, was surrounded by ghost fog, and the five ghosts turned into five groups of black smoke and floated out.

'Mind: Five ghosts confuse the gods! '

As the five groups of ghost fog expanded, they directly enveloped the rushing warrior monk team. In the ghost fog, deep white ghost claws, like claws from hell, entangled the warrior monks.

The ten warrior monks were one body, and the ghost fog could not erode them, but it successfully stopped them.

Wang Zijia did not pause for a moment, his whole body's mana surged, and with a flip of his hand, a small golden seal spun rapidly in his hand.

"Go!"

The small seal swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a house. Seeing this, the five ghosts in smoke immediately dodged and retreated.

"Boom boom!"

A faint earthquake sounded as the golden seal fell.

Under the golden seal, the golden light supported by ten skeletons kept flashing, but they resisted it.

Wang Zijia's eyes were slightly cold, and the golden seal was raised again. The monk who had escaped from the trap was about to rush towards Wang Zijia again.

Wang Zijia's eyes suddenly shot out two golden streams of light, which penetrated the golden light of his body without any hindrance, and fixed a real person's skeleton in the team in place.

The team rushed forward quickly, and a skeleton monk immediately fell behind.

The golden shield covering them disappeared immediately, but the next moment, the auras of the nine people were reconnected, and the shield was about to emerge again.

"Fall!"

Wang Zijia, who had been prepared, did not hesitate at all.

The golden seal fell with lightning.

"Bang!"

Then it was raised again and fell again!

"Bang Bang!"

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the ground shook.

"Gurgle!"

Chu Ziyu, who was watching the battle from a distance, swallowed his saliva subconsciously, watching the golden seal rising and falling, thinking that if it fell on him...

Wang Zijia smashed it six or seven times with all his strength in one breath, and his mana was consumed by more than 10%.

"Hua La La!"

At this time, a subtle sound sounded, and the entire "Medicine King Hall" building complex began to weather, and the team of skeletons also weathered together. Wang Zijia stopped the action.

The second time I saw such a scene, I was sure that the reason why the surrounding buildings had not dissipated for countless times was entirely because of the influence of the strange domain. The Buddhist soldier skeletons and the buildings have become one.

In a moment, there was a large building area around, and most of the buildings disappeared without a trace, with only a few things left.

These things that did not weather together still contained some spirituality to a greater or lesser extent.

Wang Zijia waved his hand, and dozens of jade bottles, boxes, and pill gourds left after weathering were all brought to him.

Wang Zijia, however, was not very happy, and frowned and opened a box.

A rotten smell spread, and only a few spiritual medicine remains were left in the box.

The fact that there was still a little spirituality did not mean that these things were still intact. Wang Zijia frowned and opened all the remaining pills.

Without exception, all of them were useless.

Either they were rotten, or their spirituality was seriously lost, and they had lost their original efficacy.

Obviously, even if these things were sealed and preserved, and did not weather together, they were on the verge of collapse.

In the end, Wang Zijia only had a few tattered monk robes and two white bone relics in his hand that were barely useful.

‘I made a fool of myself. I shouldn’t have looked for the Dan Hall, but the Qi Hall! ’

‘Compared to pills, artifacts have more possibilities, and even if the spirituality is seriously lost, like these tattered monk robes, they are not completely useless, at least they can be integrated into magic weapons. ’

‘If possible, find the secret manual of the martial arts, preferably in a branch of the Sutra Library. The secret manual has the essence of Taoism, and it is difficult for time to decay. ’

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Wang Zijia decisively changed direction, and according to the layout, he looked for the weapon hall in the building complex.

Chu Ziyu followed silently and served as Wang Zijia's driver.

With previous experience, Wang Zijia had a certain understanding of the general layout concept of the Three Realms Temple, so the search was quite purposeful.

After a while, Wang Zijia found another building.

《The Hall of Divine Soldiers》

I don't know whether it was because the Monk Hall was next to it, or because the Divine Soldiers Hall was already full of military power, there were actually two teams of skeletons walking around here.

Wang Zijia frowned slightly, but there was no hesitation in his movements.

As soon as he raised his hand, two lava fireballs flew out and rushed towards the two groups of skeleton Buddhist soldiers.

"Boom!"

In the huge explosion, two teams of skeleton soldiers in golden light shields rushed towards Wang Zijia.

Five ghosts flew out and turned into ghost mist to entangle the group.

Wang Zijia held a gun and rushed towards the other team. As soon as they made contact, Wang Zijia was immediately suppressed.

Not only because there are two infant god-level skeletons, but more importantly, the monks in this team of ten skeletons move like one body. They have a fixed formation during the battle and collision, which is extremely difficult to deal with!

Under the premise that only instincts are left, if such a team is still alive, it is estimated that Wang Zijia will be defeated step by step.

Fortunately, no matter how powerful he is, if he only has instinct, he is just a puppet.

After a moment of adaptation, Wang Zijia seized an opportunity and struck a real skeleton with lightning. The moment its formation was broken, he threw several lava fireballs.

"Boom!"

The huge explosion blew away the nine skeletons, and most of them disintegrated and disappeared in the air. The two team leaders also turned into two relics under Wang Zijia's killing blow.

Wang Zijia immediately turned to the other side and was surrounded by five ghosts, shrouded in ghost mist and fighting skeletons.

Probably the five ghosts belong to the ghost realm, and their cultivation is not enough. Even with IQ suppression, it is a bit difficult to deal with them, and they are beaten a bit badly.

After Wang Zijia inserted it, he got better instantly.

"Bump!"

Another half-quarter of an hour later, as a golden seal continued to fall, the surrounding buildings began to weather and dissipate as the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The difference from before is that only most of the buildings of the Divine Weapon Hall have dissipated.

The main skeletons of many buildings still remain, with bits and pieces of aura flickering.

Obviously, the materials used to construct the buildings here are of a much higher grade and are much stronger.

In the room, most of the decorations have also weathered, and only a few artifacts that were obviously of good grade before, but whose spirituality has not completely disappeared, remain.

Just as Wang Zijia was about to step forward to collect the loot, the next moment he frowned slightly.

I noticed a 'rat'.

His eyes flashed with golden light, and the mouse was pulled out by Wang Zijia under the hidden spiritual power fluctuations.

"court death!"

The next moment, the golden seal in his hand flew out and hit somewhere in the ruins.

"Boom!"

There was a dull collision sound, and a skinny old man was pulled out by Wang Zijia.

"Fellow Taoist misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

The old man's aura kept fluctuating, and he kept smiling apologetically at Wang Zijia.

For someone who dared to see such fighting and come over in an attempt to pick Wang Zijia's peaches, it was obvious that the old man was also an Infant God, and a serious early-stage Infant God cultivator.

Wang Zijia's eyes flashed coldly, and after seeing the other party, he had no intention of stopping.

First, I want to weigh the opponent, and second, I want to test my current strength. And there is no need to make any excuses, this old guy asked for it himself.

"Certainly!"

The next moment, a golden light flashed in Wang Zijia's eyes, suddenly freezing the smiling old man in place.

The small golden seal in his hand suddenly fell.

"bump!"

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the old man was smashed into a ball of flesh and became motionless.

Wang Zijia frowned, and as his eyes fluctuated, dozens of spears flew out from around him and struck everywhere.

"Boom!"

As the explosion sounded, a dozen identical old men appeared around.

The old man looked at Wang Zijia, frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this, right?"

Wang Zijia raised an eyebrow and said, "Clone Technique? No, Zuo Dao Illusion Technique? Caimen's?"

As he spoke, he looked at the old man who was smashed to pieces by him. He didn't seem to be dead at this moment. The flesh and blood squirmed and turned into a flesh and blood doll. He stood up again and looked at Wang Zijia with the old Taoists around him.

Dozens of clones are not normal either.

Some took off their heads and tossed them like balls while looking at Wang Zijia. Some have four growths, and all kinds of weird changes...

"Huo, or the orthodox Xingcai?" Wang Zijia asked with some interest.

There are eight hundred side sects between the Demon Sect and the authentic Xuan Sect, which belong to both righteous and evil schools.

Caimen is one of them, specializing in illusions. Among them, the strange and bloody illusions are the authentic inheritance, which is called Xingcai.

Of course, when Taoism reaches the level of the fourth-grade Infant God, illusion and reality are just a matter of thought.

"The old Taoist was passing by by the way. It's a bit unethical to pick up leaks with itchy hands. Why don't we just give it a try and give it a try?" There were dozens of phantom clones of the old Taoist, playing with their arms and tossing their heads, looking at Wang Zijia with a weird smile. , all said.

The overlapping voices seemed a bit weird, and coupled with his infant god cultivation, it was quite bluffing!