Even though the fan holding cultivator had already put on a crying expression and tried to explain himself, it was to no avail. After all, this matter was too inconceivable. How could there be a Jin Dan Elixir that could not break a Profound Iron Bell? Thus, the other three cultivators believed that the fan holding cultivator did not use his full strength in order to save spirit stones.
Time and time again, he was misunderstood as being stingy, but he did not have any words to explain himself. After all, the truth was right in front of them, and no matter what he said, it would be hard to convince them. Under the looks of distrust of the three, the fan holding cultivator finally flew into a rage out of humiliation. He did not waste any more words and directly attacked the Iron Bell controlled by Xiao Pang again and again.
Under the heaven shaking explosions, the Iron Bell was sent flying time and time again. The Profound Iron on the surface was shattered like rain and burned red. After a few consecutive attacks, the surface of the Iron Bell was hit by a layer of over ten feet thick. At least a million jin of Profound Iron was hit. But even so, it was still not enough to do anything to the bell.
One had to know that the Profound Iron that Xiao Pang had accumulated over the years was in the millions. It was piled up like a mountain and all of it was pasted onto the surface of the Iron Bell. When the bell was a hundred feet tall, Xiao Pang had pasted a layer of Profound Iron that was forty to fifty feet thick. But now, it was only a layer of Profound Iron which was nothing much.
Just as the fan holding cultivator was using all his strength to attack the Iron Bell with the Earth Flame Divine Lightning. Xiao Pang was leisurely drinking tea brewed from the Five Elements Essence Water in his own space. At the same time, he was leisurely eating Eyeless Fish with the heat from the top grade fire jade. At this moment, although he was no longer in danger and was no longer in a sorry state, he was still wearing the pitiful robe that was torn into pieces. He did not even bother to wipe the dust off his face. He wanted to return to the mountain in this state so that his Martial Uncle Qing Feng Zi would know how hard he fought and how cruel the enemy was to him.
Compared to Xiao Pang's leisure, the four cultivators' faces were almost bitter. After the fan holding cultivator fired seven or eight cannons in a row, there was no need for him to explain. The other three cultivators could tell that he was definitely doing his best. After all, the Earth Fire Divine Lightning was too valuable. Who would be willing to fire so many shots at something that could be resolved in one shot? The fan holding cultivator had used up close to a million spirit stones in total, which was enough for him to buy a few good high grade magic tools. It could definitely be considered a heavy loss. Under such circumstances, it was obviously impossible for him to hide his strength.
When the red-clothed female cultivator saw this, she said in shock, "Eldest Senior Martial Brother, something's wrong. With so many cannons, not to mention a broken Profound Iron Bell, even a proper magical equipment would be destroyed by you, right? Why is it completely fine? "
"If you ask me, who should I ask?" The fan holding cultivator angrily said, "At this point, you should understand that I'm not slacking off, right? It's not that I'm not putting in any effort, it's just that this damn fatty's Iron Bell is too sturdy! "
"What's going on?" The cultivator riding the golden eagle shouted, "This doesn't make sense?"
"There's no doubt that there's something fishy about this bell! It's just that we can't figure it out in such a short time! "The cultivator riding the leopard suddenly turned his face and asked," Eldest Senior Martial Brother, how much Earth Fire Divine Lightning do you have left? "
"Not much. The last battle had a heavy loss and I didn't have time to replenish it. Just now, it was all wiped out!" The fan holding cultivator said with a pained expression.
"Then you should save it. From the looks of it, no matter how much you fire it, it's only going to be like this!" The red-clothed female cultivator suddenly said, "That's right. Look, that damn fatty hasn't appeared yet. Could he have been killed by Big Brother? Right now, he's only flying with his primordial spirit attached to it? "
"Definitely not. His cultivation is so low and his primordial spirit is pitifully weak. If his body was destroyed by the Earth Fire Divine Lightning, there wouldn't be any primordial spirit left. Moreover, the primordial spirit attached to a Xiantian cultivator's primordial spirit would also be shattered if it was blasted like this. And look at that bell. It's flying extremely stable and its speed is very fast. It's almost as fast as a low-grade flying sword. This is obviously caused by someone controlling it. Moreover, this person's primordial spirit is very stable and his magic power is abundant. Otherwise, this situation wouldn't have happened! "The fan holding cultivator said.
"But where's that damn fatty?" The cultivator riding the leopard asked.
"Maybe he's hiding under the Big Iron Bell!" The fan holding cultivator guessed.
"That's not right? If that's the case, the explosion of the Divine Lightning should be enough to kill him! "The red-clothed female cultivator said," How could he not be injured at all? "
"Maybe he has other treasures to protect him!" The fan holding cultivator suddenly said, "To be able to use the Divine Lightning in the Xiantian Realm and take out such a perverted Big Iron Bell, it wouldn't be strange for him to have a few more treasures to protect his body!"
"This guy has so many high grade treasures and even knows the Divine Lightning. Don't tell me we offended the grandson of some Yuanying elder from the Xuantian Monastery?" The cultivator riding the golden eagle said with a hint of fear.
"Definitely not. If he's the grandson of a Yuanying cultivator from the Xuantian Monastery, he would be extremely famous. We would definitely have heard of him!" The red-clothed female cultivator said, "Furthermore, such a big figure would be cultivating in the mountains. Why would he come to this godforsaken place to be a monastery head?"
"Even if he's the child of a big figure, we have no way out! He killed our master's son and we killed his entire sect. We have already formed a huge grudge. If we don't kill him today and he sends the news back to the Mystical Sky Temple, then we'll be in big trouble! "The fan holding cultivator said seriously.
"But that damn fatty is nowhere to be seen and we can't do anything to his turtle shell. What should we do?" The red-clothed female cultivator said anxiously.
"Everyone attack together. Don't hold anything back. Aim at the bottom of the bell. I think he's hiding there! In any case, we must force that damn fatty out! "The fan holding cultivator said with his eyes wide open.
"Yes! Senior brother! " As the other three cultivators heard this, they immediately took out their flying swords and magic treasures and attacked the Iron Bell together.
As the fan holding cultivator spoke, he also took out a flying sword and shouted, "Everyone, an hour has already passed and we've chased him for thousands of miles. This place is only about 2000 miles away from the Mystical Sky Temple. We can meet people from the Mystical Sky Temple at any time. You all know what the consequences are. Anyway, time waits for no one. Give it your all!" As he said that, the fan holding cultivator bared his teeth and charged towards the Iron Bell.
Hearing the fan holding cultivator's words, the eyes of the other three cultivators turned red with anxiety. They used all of their strength to throw out sword lights, Dao techniques, and magic tools at the young man, seemingly wanting to tear him to shreds.
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