Chapter 94 Hunting Time

Bai Donglin's figure flashed quickly above the core of the star, avoiding the many monks who were mining seriously, and came to an uninhabited place to sit cross-legged.

Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. Most of the mineral materials in the core of this star are of no value. Blindly digging is just a matter of luck. If you are unlucky, all your efforts will be in vain.

The soul realm of other cultivators is too low and their spiritual thoughts cannot penetrate into the metal layer, but he is not one of them.

In the sea of ​​​​gods, the soul sat cross-legged, and the secret technique of "burning soul" was performed, and the soul suddenly turned into a golden human-shaped torch.

The divine consciousness as deep as the sea was compressed madly. This was a very advanced skill. The divine consciousness turned into silk. The huge divine consciousness was compressed into a silk thread with extremely strong penetrating power.

This completely abandons the range of divine consciousness and increases the penetration and extension distance to the limit. This technique is very suitable for the current situation.

Under his control, his divine thoughts, like silk threads, instantly penetrated deep into the metal layer. The deeper into the core of the star, the more terrifying the density. The divine thoughts reached their limit when they stretched to one hundred kilometers, and could not move forward even a step.

But it was enough. Even if rare materials were found in deeper places, it would be difficult to dig deeper within seven days with his strength. It would be enough to search in the shallow layer of about ten kilometers.

The divine thought thread began to move towards the shallow layer, then retreated to the deep layer, and the extension distance was increased again. He calmed his mind and began to carefully sense the minerals in the shallow layer. Unless it was a material that excited him, he was too lazy to do it.

An hour later, Bai Donglin opened his eyes. He had completed the exploration of an area with a radius of 500 kilometers, ten kilometers below the surface, with himself as the center, and found several good materials.

With a thought, the death omen in the sea of ​​blood fell on his hand. Bai Donglin said a little embarrassedly:

"Death Omen, I'm sorry to have wronged you. I'll kill a few more people to compensate you after we get out of the secret realm."

Buzz! The death omen made a joyful humming sound.

As a Death Omen Dao Artifact, its value has exceeded the entire Moon Palace Secret Realm, but now it is being used for mining, which is really unfair to it. It is also because his strength is too weak. Otherwise, the nine star cores can be directly absorbed into the origin world of Death Omen. There is no need to spend so much effort! Thinking too much is useless. Bai Donglin rolled up his sleeves and started to work. He first set a small goal to dig a million cubic meters!

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Seven days later.

Bai Donglin stepped out of the light gate refreshed, left the secret realm and returned to the Falling Moon Pit. He had been mining for seven days, and with the Death Omen in hand, it was not difficult for him to dig. He had plundered all the precious materials in the shallow layer of the core of the nine stars.

His mind swept through the space on the bracelet, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense. This trip was worth it. He could keep these materials for his own use or exchange them for spirit stones and elixirs. With his wealth increased, Bai Donglin felt that his waist became straighter and harder.

Although the slight relief of "lack of cultivation resources fear syndrome" made him feel good, there were more enjoyable things to do next. Bai Donglin's eyes returned to their coldness and he looked at the Yin-Yang Five Elements trap that was already in chaos.

He had already activated the trapping formation before entering the secret realm. However, because he was worried about accidentally hurting the Qianyuan cultivator who had left the secret realm early, he did not activate the second killing formation. The current situation was exactly as he expected.

The scene inside the trapped array was reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness. In addition to more than ten thousand Qianyuan monks who were spinning in the array like headless flies, there were also more than two thousand mysterious monks wearing uniform black robes. People from the Ancient World Alliance would not dress so sneakily. There was also a familiar aura of black beads. They were undoubtedly people from that mysterious force.

The strength of these black-robed men is generally stronger than that of Qianyuan cultivator, and there are also many cultivators who have reached the great perfection of Yuanshen. Unfortunately, they have not reached the Dharmakaya level, so they can never break his formation.

This was the highlight of this trip. A cold light flashed in Bai Donglin's eyes. He pinched the magic formula with both hands and manipulated the formation to release the Qianyuan monk. There were already many unlucky guys wandering around in the formation, and unfortunately they met the man in black and died.

The abnormal operation of the formation instantly attracted the attention of many cultivators. He began to lead cultivator Qianyuan out of the formation, while the man in black robe was driven towards the center of the formation.

Everyone inside was extremely alert, thinking that the formation was set up by the other party. Bai Donglin frowned slightly, looking at the Qianyuan cultivator who had been hesitating for a long time and did not move. He had no choice but to activate the "Blood Soul-Devouring Formation" first. He pinched the magic formula with both hands and connected the formation with his mind.

Boom! The activation of the killing array caused strange phenomena in the heaven and earth. The sky above the Moon Crater, which was originally clear and bright, was suddenly covered with dark clouds and flashes of thunder.

Originally, there was a trap array covered by thick white fog. Then, streams of bloody red smoke began to emerge and instantly merged with the white fog. Suddenly, there were gusts of cold wind in the array, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

Zhou Zheng was also in the formation at this time, followed by a large group of cultivators. Seeing the sudden changes in the formation, his face suddenly turned ugly. This scene was not good no matter how he looked at it, and he quickly asked the cultivators behind him:

"Hui Hu, how is it? Can you find a way to break the formation?"

The monk named Hui Hu was wearing a moon-white robe with complicated golden lines on it, outlining a mysterious pattern. He held a brass compass in his hand, with various characters and lines flashing wildly on it. He pinched his left hand quickly, sweat marks on his forehead, and said without turning his head:

"Brother Zhou, this formation is too complicated and terrifying. The yin and yang of heaven and earth are reversed, and the five elements are moving in reverse. Although I come from the Formation Sect, my attainments in formation techniques are far behind those of the person who set up the formation!"

Hui Hu stopped moving dejectedly and continued helplessly: "Just now, a killing array that is no weaker than the trap array was activated. The two arrays are superimposed, and the danger and complexity have skyrocketed. We are finished!"

After Hui Hu finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the spot, having given up resisting. The faces of many cultivators around him were pale. Even the disciples of the Zhenzong were helpless, let alone these outsiders.

Bai Donglin remembered the situation in the formation clearly. He heard the conversation between Hui Hu and others clearly. At first, he thought that this guy was sensible when he heard him praising himself, but then he looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, which made him speechless. No wonder his attainments in formation were not good and he had no perseverance at all.

The magic gestures in his hands changed, and the rich bloody energy in the formation gathered to form a huge ferocious beast. Under his control, it roared and pounced on Zhou Zheng and others.

With the support of the formation, the blood-killing beast's strength was close to that of a perfect soul, and as long as the formation was not broken, it could be reborn infinitely. How could Zhou Zheng and others be its opponents? They were chased and fled in a panic. Under Bai Donglin's control, a large group of people were soon driven out of the formation.

"I, we're out?"

"Hahaha, we don't have to die!"

"How could this happen? Did the person who set up the formation let us out on purpose?"

Hui Hu frowned, looking puzzled. He didn't think that they had walked out of the formation by accident. A formation of this level could not have such a low-level loophole.

"Whatever the hell is going on, let's retreat quickly. We have already gained a lot from this trip. There is no need to stay here and fight with the people from the Ancient World Alliance."

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"That's right! That's right!"

Everyone did not hesitate and turned into a beam of light and disappeared in an instant. Bai Donglin sat cross-legged at the core of the formation, commanding the overall situation. Wave after wave of Qianyuan cultivators were driven out by him.

At the same time, people came out of the secret realm from time to time. Three days later, he estimated that nearly 20,000 Qianyuan monks had been sent away. Even the young monk Mingjing and the fat man Pang Yan successfully retreated.

As for whether anyone had obtained the inheritance of the Moon Palace Secret Realm, he had no idea until the light gate at the entrance of the secret realm flickered and slowly disappeared. He knew that all the Qianyuan monks had retreated, and those who did not come out were completely left in the secret realm.

This is already considered a very merciful secret realm. More than 20,000 people entered and only one or two thousand died. It is still less than the number of unlucky people who died in the formation.

These men in black robes were ruthless enough. Even when trapped in the formation, they did not forget to kill people. Anyone who was unlucky enough to meet them would be doomed to death. Nearly two thousand people had died before he left the secret realm.

If it weren't for his trap that held them back, every Qianyuan cultivator who came out would have died. No one knew where these black-robed men came from, but they were all very powerful.

However, now that they have met him, it is time to let them have a taste of being hunted. Bai Donglin no longer holds back, and the "Blood Soul-Devouring Array" is fully activated!

The bloody evil energy that had been brewing for a month gushed out from deep within the earth. The monks who died in the formation shriveled up instantly, and their flesh and blood were absorbed by the bloody evil energy. One by one, ferocious beasts of various shapes and bloody bodies gradually emerged.

Roar——

Ferocious roars of beasts rang out everywhere in the formation. The black-robed men who were divided into groups looked solemn, standing back to back and staring vigilantly into the depths of the red fog.

Bai Donglin stood up slowly with a smile in his eyes. With a flash of red light, his black robe turned into a blood-red armor. He clenched his right hand and a black knife with a deadly omen appeared in his palm, humming softly.

"Death Omen, I will make up for the bloody feast I promised you."

"The hunting time has begun!"

The bloody figure twisted slightly and disappeared in an instant.

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(End of this chapter)