Chapter 60: Golden Core Master
Qin Tian, in a good mood, transferred all the things to his storage bag, took out a healing pill and swallowed it, and began to heal his wounds and restore his spiritual power.
Lin Feng, who was not far away, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Qin Tian, but did not point it out. Everyone has his own secrets. Besides, Lin Feng also gained something in this battle. With his arrogant character, he naturally would not envy Qin Tian.
After another incense stick of time, the two stood up one after another. At this time, the two had full spiritual power and their injuries were stable. Except for the appearance that looked a little embarrassed, it had no great impact on their strength.
The two did not dare to delay, and rushed out of the mine one after another and began to search carefully.
In the dim mine, Qin Tian gathered his spiritual power and ran alone. When he performed "Lingbo Weibu", his figure was like a ghost. He often took a step several feet away, and there was no sound while walking.
Judging from his speed, it was obvious that he was not far from the perfection of his body skills!
At this time, the entire mine was full of corpses and broken arms, and blood flowed like a river. In addition to the disciples of Qianyuan Sect, even the miners were killed, so the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The cruel scenes he saw along the way made Qin Tian frown even with his strong mind.
After half an hour, the two searched most of the entire mine, and finally heard the sound of seawater surging at the end of a deep fork.
After the two met, they looked at each other, and then each of them sacrificed their magic weapons and attacked the mountain wall.
Qin Tian now is not the strength he had just arrived at Shattered Stone Island. With the cultivation of 70% of Qi Refining, he can drive the Spirit Snake Sword and dig rocks very quickly!
Lin Feng, who was on the side, chopped with a blue short sword, and his speed was not slower than Qin Tian at all.
After a while, the two pushed the mountain wall forward for more than ten feet. Finally, after the two of them attacked together again, cracks suddenly appeared on the mountain wall, and a huge amount of water vapor spread out, and at the same time, seawater continued to penetrate.
Qin Tian and the other two did not dare to neglect it, and quickly offered their spiritual shields to block in front of them.
The next moment, there was a loud "bang".
The thin layer of stone wall was directly washed away by the water pressure, and the seawater poured in instantly. The two were hit back several meters by a strong force, but fortunately they had prepared defense in advance and were not injured.
Seeing that the exit was opened, the two did not hesitate, each holding a spiritual shield, holding their breath, and flying swords directly into the sea.
In the deep seabed of the pitch-black sea, the huge water pressure suddenly came, and Qin Tian and the other two did not dare to stay for a long time, and rushed directly to the sea surface, but under the action of water pressure, the speed was not fast.
After a full cup of tea, two figures broke out of the sea surface not far from the Broken Stone Island!
Qin Tian's face flushed and he was panting. It was obvious that flying a sword in the sea was not easy under such terrifying pressure. Not to mention the consumption of spiritual power, his body was slightly torn by the water pressure.
Lin Feng, who was standing by, was not much better, and he also had a lingering fear on his face.
As the sea was not far from the valley of the gravel island, when they looked up, they both found the battle group of Nangong Yu and others in the air. There was a blood mist blocking them, and they didn't know what the battle was like.
However, before the two of them could make the next move, a shadow of a stick with amazing momentum suddenly attacked from a distance. In the dark night, it was particularly dazzling. Its speed was as fast as tearing the sky, and it almost instantly crashed into the blood mist in the air.
After a muffled sound, the blood mist was immediately blown away, revealing Nangong Yu, who was dazed and pale, and had given up resisting, and Tian Xin, who was unconscious beside him.
"Ah... Who dares to attack me!"
A shrill scream suddenly came out from the depths of the blood mist. Qin Tian and others heard it clearly. It was the voice of Tu Lao Mo.
After the blood mist dissipated, Tu Lao Mo's figure appeared. His right arm holding the knife was missing, and the broken part was bloody and blurred, as if it was torn alive by an external force. With the blood gushing out, the blood knife fell to the ground and he had no time to care.
Tu Lao Mo held the wound tightly with his left hand, looking in the direction of the stick shadow with a look of shock and anger. At this moment, his embarrassed appearance was no longer as strong as before!
Qin Tian and others stared at this scene in amazement. Even Nangong Yu in the air was no exception. Obviously, he was a little dazed after escaping death.
Someone came to help!
But in just a moment, Nangong Yu reacted. After surviving the disaster, he was a little confused.
Could it be that reinforcements have arrived?
He could cripple Tu Lao Mo, who was in the late stage of foundation building, with one move!
Could it be that the Jindan ancestor took action?
However, none of the four Jindan masters of Qianyuan Sect used a stick!
Just when everyone was puzzled, a rough laugh suddenly came from the horizon:
"A mere foundation building junior dares to act violently in front of me, Old Yuan. You are simply asking for a beating!"
As soon as the voice fell, a burly and tall figure came from the air, holding a black long stick in his right hand and a wine pot in his left hand. He was sloppy and looked unremarkable.
However, after he arrived, when he stood in the air, the might of a Jindan master rose to the sky and instantly suppressed the whole scene.
For a moment, everyone was a little shocked.
Under the pressure of this Jindan master, Qin Tian and Lin Feng were almost unstable and their faces were extremely pale.
The two of them hurriedly sat cross-legged and mobilized their spiritual power to resist, so that they were not crushed to the ground.
Just by relying on his aura, he could suppress the whole place. The power of a Jindan strongman was obvious!
When Qin Tian gritted his teeth and held on, he couldn't help but feel yearning.
As a foundation-building cultivator, Nangong Yu was not as miserable as Qin Tian and the others, but he also felt uncomfortable and depressed.
At this moment, Nangong Yu had already discovered that the visitor was not from the Qianyuan Sect, but after seeing the identity of the visitor, he still showed a look of surprise.
As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad, Tu Lao Mo's expression was exactly the opposite of Nangong Yu's.
Under this pressure, everyone in the field only endured a little residual power, but Tu Lao Mo was the first to bear the brunt, and was obviously deliberately targeted!
His expression was horrified, with a little resentment, and his wrinkled old face was even redder. Obviously, the development of the situation had exceeded his expectations.
Fortunately, this momentum and pressure only lasted for a moment before it dissipated again.
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Nangong Yu was indeed a master of foundation building. He was the first to react and bowed to the burly man, saying, "I am Nangong Yu from Qianyuan Sect. Thank you, Senior Yuan, for helping me!"
"It's okay. It's just a small favor. Let me ask you, what is the cause of the fight here?"
The middle-aged man surnamed Yuan put his hands behind his back and said with a hermit-like demeanor.
Nangong Yu naturally did not dare to hide anything and told the whole story.
