SanjitNovel Chapter 367 Two Springs
Chapter 367 Two Springs
Mu Feng was sucked into the five-color gold-painting pot. Although there was a reason why the opponent moved too fast, it was more of his own will.
If not, he would have no less than five ways to teleport to another place when the suction of the spout erupts.
Mu Feng was very interested in this pot-shaped magic weapon sacrificed by the headmaster of the Baigui Shameng.
It is self-contained, and it can also accommodate the extremely cold spiritual liquid that wipes out the existence of the supreme level. Such a special and extraordinary place, if you can complete the sign-in, the rewards you get will also be extraordinary!
It's just a small problem now, today's sign-in opportunity has been used up, Mu Feng has to spend several hours in the space inside the pot, and can only sign in again at the turn of the morning.
This matter is not difficult at all. For a cultivator, a mere day is nothing more than a flick of a finger.
As for the extremely dangerous environment in this area, in Mu Feng's eyes, it can be regarded as a little threatening at best.
He won't despise, but he can't talk about fear.
After entering the inner space of the pot, before Mu Feng had time to explore carefully, two golden armored corpses rushed towards him one after the other, and attacked him.
"He's a cautious guy. He's worried that I have a spiritual weapon to forcibly break through the wall, so he got two supreme puppets to restrain me?"
"Don't worry, I won't agree to you asking me to go out until I complete the latest round of check-ins."
Thinking in this way in his heart, Mu Feng has already condensed a light covering his body.
The heavy fists of the two gold-armored corpses hit the mask, shaking the translucent wall of spiritual power, but it was still a little short of breaking it down.
Mu Feng didn't choose to directly beat the golden armored corpse into a pile of scrap copper and iron, in order to restrain the power of the leader of the Hundred Ghosts and Demon League.
After all, he still has to stay here for most of the day, so he must do something to keep the other party from being distracted.
He can neither act too strong nor too weak, only by creating a temporary appearance of evenness, can the person outside the pot be tied in place.
In case the other party took the time to attack Jiuzhong Pavilion, Mu Feng had to suspend his current plan.
Although he is very confident in his defense formation, the means of this powerful enemy should not be underestimated.
This battle has reached the most critical moment, what if the opponent gritted his teeth and sacrificed some spiritual weapon that he was reluctant to use before to forcefully break the formation?
Have to prevent!
The facts were exactly as Mu Feng expected, the head teacher was confident in his words before, but he never slacked off from the beginning to the end.
He paid close attention to the movement in the space inside the pot, ready to adjust his strategy at any time.
When he saw that Mu Feng did not choose to fight head-on with his golden armored corpse, but only took defensive measures, the corners of his mouth could not help showing a relaxed arc.
"In the few rounds of attacks just now, at least half of your cultivation power has been consumed. Do you want to recover through defense? Don't dream, I want to see how long your tortoise shell can last!"
The head teacher let out a cold snort, and immediately sat cross-legged in the air, submerged in his mind, and commanded the two golden-armored corpses to bombard the prey's spiritual mask with all their strength.
While Mu Feng was fighting with the enemy with their own minds, many spectators hiding in the void in the distance also began to transmit information and discuss the situation of the battle.
These people who came to watch the battle are all strong with the first attribute and the second attribute in the Tianji Lingyu.
Unlike other troublemakers, they didn't just come to watch the excitement.
No matter who wins this battle, it will greatly change the power structure of the entire Tianji Lingyu.
The owner of the Jiuzhong Pavilion killed three Supreme Beings by himself, and his record was terrifying.
If he can take over the attack of the headmaster of the Hundred Ghosts Demon League and make him return without success, then it is a certainty that Jiuzhong Pavilion will become the number one sect in the Tianji Spiritual Realm.
Conversely, if he loses and is beheaded by his opponent, then no one will be able to shake the already transcendent status of the Hundred Ghosts in this domain.
Seeing that the ultimate battle was intensifying, the spectators began to gather not far away, exchanging information with each other.
"I really didn't expect that in just a few years, Jiuzhong Pavilion has grown to such a degree."
"Yes, the old man heard that when they just came here from the secular world, they didn't even have a real strong man in charge. Some little-known small families in the Dragon Bone Mountain Range even came to provoke them. Of course, the result was suicidal."
"Before, I deliberately inquired in several large areas of the Upper Realm, and I was able to confirm that neither the Jiuzhong Pavilion nor their pavilion owner with the surname of Mu came from a strong clan in the Upper Realm."
"That's strange. Without the support of a powerful clan in the upper realm, how could such a young sect have such a level of cultivation resources?"
"Hehe, what's so strange about this, the world is so big, there are always a few rare people who are the chosen ones."
"I don't know how long the decisive battle between the pavilion master and the head teacher will last? If there will be a stalemate for ten and a half months, there is no need for me to wait here all the time."
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Inside the multicolored golden pot.
If Mu Feng could hear the comments of the spectators, he might tell everyone that the battle would end tomorrow.
Ten days and a half months, I really think too much!
You have so much time to wait for the results, and you don't have the time to waste your time!
Sensing that the two golden-armored corpses had intensified their attacks under the control of the opponent, Mu Feng no longer stayed in place, but started to stalk around in the space inside the pot.
He originally thought that the extremely cold power that almost killed the ancient Qilin King came from the pot itself, but now after careful inspection, he realized that the various attacks erupted from the pot were actually the result of the combination of three different spirits. .
First of all, the five-color painting gold pot itself does not have the ability to attack, it is more like a defensive spiritual weapon with a vast space.
Different from other spatial spirit weapons, its wall is extremely tough, even in the relatively weak interior, the supreme power of the lower third rank can hardly break it out of the cracks.
Then, there are two springs hidden at the bottom of the pot.
The power of extreme cold that Mu Feng sensed came out of one of the springs, and the spiritual liquid used to wash and wear away the ancient Qilin King was actually the heavenly water from another heavenly spring.
It's just that the water of the waterfall formed by the two springs is presented uniformly in front of people, and other than the treasure holder, other people will not have such a clear distinction.
Even Mu Feng thought that all these powers came from that awesome little pot.
"Heavenly-ranked springs! Tsk tsk tsk, I really don't know where that old thing got it from? Or, when he got this pot, the springs had already been planted in it."
"The magic weapon of this combination is quite good, but it's a pity that the old thing's spirit imprint has been integrated into the wall of the pot, and it cannot be changed. Otherwise, this five-color gold-drawing pot is definitely a perfect trophy. The enemy fell into the waterfall, and it is estimated that few people will be able to come out alive."