Nine hundred and thirty, destitute

Calm, there was calm on the Blue Moon Lake, and the ancient ruins had appeared, but this mysterious giant island seemed to be calm, and the meat sauce that hundreds of people had smashed just now still made thousands of cultivators hesitate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What kind of murderous intent was hidden under that calm cloud made many cultivators feel infinite fear in their hearts.

Chu Wuru, who had not made any movement, said to Wan Guhao at this time:

"Brother Wan can enter now, otherwise this sect will have to take the lead. ”

"Please—"

Wan Guhao nodded, his face unchanged.

Chu Wuru also smiled, and waved to them:

"Let's go, since there is no one to test the danger, then I, the Xuantian Sword Sect, as a righteous sect, naturally have to play an exemplary role, seek benefits for the world's cultivators, and don't mind the gains and losses of life and death. ”

Chu Wuli's words of "righteous words" made everyone roll their eyes when they heard it, of course, after seeing the horror of the ancient ruins, these bold cultivators also hoped that someone would make a bird, and first test the depth of the ancient ruins.

Led by Chu Wuru, they naturally had nothing to say, and they all followed Chu Wuyu into the mist-shrouded giant island.

In the caution of the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect, they passed through the mysterious clouds and mist in just a moment, and their eyes lit up, and patches of bright spirit grass exuded an amazing fragrance, as well as the vision of the spirit fruit, the richness of the heaven and earth Yuan power, and a casual inhalation was enough to be comparable to a day of cultivation outside!

"Whew-"

Taking a deep breath, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force within a thousand zhang in front of him was inhaled by Chu Wuru, and a powerful wave of qi poured out from him, and the impact of the void was shocking.

The cultivation that had not progressed for a long time turned out to be a little more refined, and Chu Wuru shouted loudly:

"Okay! It is worthy of an ancient ruin, and this Heaven and Earth Yuan Force alone is enough to become a blessed land for cultivation!"

"Look at the big palace ahead!"

With Kong Xiaoxiao's finger, everyone stared at it together, and a large number of palaces appeared after thousands of feet in front of them, but most of these palaces have collapsed and broken, and there is almost no complete palace, a tragic breath is revealed, I don't know how many years have passed, and the fierce aura contained in it still shakes Kong Xiaoxiao's mind.

"What a terrible fighting breath!"

The breath left behind alone is so terrifying, there must have been an earth-shattering battle in this sect at the beginning, seeing the appearance of the ruins, this sect was finally destroyed by the enemy, and gradually sank to the bottom of the lake, I don't know how many years, forgotten in the tens of millions of years of history in the cultivation realm.

"There are so many thousand-year-old elixirs on the ground!

Ning Guangshi and the others soon found that the thousand-year-old elixir on the ground had grown one after another like what a talent, and they didn't need to be ordered by anyone at all, and they were all crazy to pick them one by one, which was even crazier than a dog grabbing food.

Outside, the hundred-year elixir is enough to make the hearts of the strong people in the early stage of the tribulation period excited, and the thousand-year-old elixir is not a super sect, but there are more thousand-year elixirs in the ruins than weeds, as if it is the lowest existence in the ruins, it can be described as the paradise of the thousand-year elixir, how to make Ning Guangshi not go crazy?

Whew!Whew!

Thousands of sword qi flew out, bringing thousands of elixirs from the ground, and dense white jade boxes appeared in the air, and Chu Wuyu took away thousands of elixirs as soon as he made a move, which was more than Ning Guangshi and their hundreds of gains.

"Millennial elixir! Grab it! Haha, there are really enough good things in the ancient ruins!"

After the Xuantian Sword Sect entered the ruins for a while, the cultivators outside did not notice anything unusual, and the bold cultivators had already broken in, and as soon as they saw the incalculable number of thousand-year-old elixirs on the ground, they screamed wildly one by one, and rushed towards the elixir below.

"Cover the sky with one hand!"

A hundred-zhang giant palm in the sky slapped down like a fly, and the fifteen cultivators who swooped down first swatted down like flies, swatting these people to death in the air, turning into clouds of blood mist!

Monk Daxi snorted coldly:

"Those who are close to this sect will be killed!"

"Okay, you Xuantian Sword Sect, you deceive people too much-"

Seeing the domineering of the Great Joy Monk, some cultivators roared angrily, the ancient ruins are the heritage of the ancestors, not owned by anyone, these cultivators are here to snatch the benefits, and naturally they will not be easily deterred.

Disheveled!

Before this person finished speaking, he was already in two places, and he stood in the place where this person was before, his face was cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"If there are those who are not afraid of death, even if they provoke this sect, it depends on whether the fist of this sect is big, or your bones are hard!"

Monk Daxi and Kong Xiaoxiao successively killed more than a dozen cultivators, and immediately shocked these crazy cultivators. There are smart cultivators who immediately rushed to other places, the Xuantian Sword Sect only occupies a hundred zhang range, there are so many ruins in this place, do you have to compete with the Xuantian Sword Sect?

The Heart Demon Sect that entered later did not snatch it from the Xuantian Sword Sect, and tacitly chose another place to occupy.

Thousands of cultivators frantically rushed into the ruins, and none of the elixirs in the place could keep their senses, all of them rushed to those elixirs, but some of them were unlucky enough to rush into the range of the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Heart Demon Sect, and all of them were killed, and there were more than two hundred cultivators who died under the hands of these two sects in less than a stick of incense.

No matter how much elixir can not resist the picking of thousands of cultivators, the elixir is almost extinct in less than half an hour, from the beginning of the frenzied picking of elixirs on the ground immediately turned into a robbery between cultivators, thousands of cultivators scuffled, the fight was very fierce, but there were thousands of cultivators fell. The originally beautiful and picturesque ruins turned blood red, the elixir on the ground disappeared, replaced by blood and corpses, and almost all cultivators below the elder level died in the first wave of fighting.

Chu Wuru didn't care about the scuffle of other cultivators, and walked towards the palace in front of them, and the same was true for the Heart Demon Sect's side.

Although the thousand-year-old elixir is valuable, it is not a priceless treasure after all, and the treasures in the ancient ruins are thousands of times better than the thousand-year-old elixir, and those things are what Chu Wuru and Wan Guhao care about.

"It seems that there is no murderous presence in this ruin. ”

Chu Wuyu felt that some of the remaining enchantments around him had completely lost their power, and there was no power at all, but along the way, there were no bones in the collapsed palace, and there were no treasures, which made him quite disappointed.

"The people who came to destroy this sect cleaned the battlefield, and they should have taken everything away. ”

After observing the surrounding situation, he quickly deduced some things, his face became ugly, and Ning Guangshi's face was not good-looking, this ancient relic can really be described as destitute except for the elixir. Not only did the people of the Xuantian Sword Sect have a bad face, but the Heart Demon Sect also saw the reality of this ruin, and they all scolded in a low voice.

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