Chapter 847: I don't want it for you
After saying this, Feng Yin stood up, soared into the void, glanced at the heroes in all directions, and asked, "Are you satisfied with this explanation?" ”
"Just you, the master of the two supreme treasures? Hahaha......"
Some people laughed and mocked, some people looked disdainful, and some people took it as a joke at all, and no one believed Feng Yin's words.
"As for the master of your treasure? Don't pee and look in the mirror, do you have what it takes to separate this mountain? "Someone at the Spirit Sword Mountain Gate said with disdain.
"I didn't open the mountain because the treasure is not good yet, and separating the mountain to wake them up early will make them unhappy." Feng Yin replied truthfully.
Now that the Armillary Stick and the Gray Annihilation have spiritual intelligence, Feng Yin can clearly sense what the Gray Annihilation and the Celestial Stick need and desire, so he is waiting.
The crowd was full of ridicule, Feng Yin didn't care, and soon, after more than an hour, Feng Yin sensed the response of the Heavenly Stick and the Ash Annihilation, the two supreme treasures had now woken up, and he felt that the time was coming.
"Sure enough, it's a madman, what should I say about you, you actually say that you are the master of the treasure? Hahaha......"
Feng Yin didn't answer, he went straight to the altar in the middle of Pingdingshan, and wanted to fall down from it and retrieve the two supreme treasures.
"Boy, get out of here!"
How could the red-haired man tolerate it, he immediately slapped out his palm, the palm power was like a violent wind, and the huge waves hit, but he couldn't move Feng Yin in the slightest, and the red-haired man couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Feng Yin fell on the altar, he didn't have any magic in his body, and he didn't have any powerful momentum, but just by beckoning, the whole mountain made a rumbling sound, and then the mountain shook, and a stick flew out of it and landed steadily beside Feng Yin.
At this moment, the armillary stick has receded from the dark red mottled surface, at this time it is pure gold, the absolutely smooth stick body has no flaws, and the pure golden light shines on the heaven and earth a golden yellow, as Feng Yin slowly waved, everyone's eyes couldn't help but squint, the golden light was too strong.
Sensing the information from the machine spirit inside the stick, Feng Yin smiled slightly and nodded.
"Little thief! Put down the Arcana or I'll kill you! Someone shouted loudly and forced Feng Yin to let go with a threatening tone.
At this time, more people were amazed: "What a magnificent treasure, so wonderful, this is the supreme treasure, just looking at it, it makes my heart beat beat, I must get ......"
Countless people had greedy thoughts in their hearts, and they were dazzled by the brilliance of the dreamy gold in Feng Yin's hand, and there was nothing left at this time except greed.
"He was right, the first supreme treasure was a golden club, and what about the second supreme treasure? Wasn't it swallowed by the people of Qing Huangzong? At this time, one of the four members of the kingdom of God asked a question.
Soon, people noticed the ring on Feng Yin's hand, and the sense of intimidation brought by a flawless silver ring to everyone was not much weaker than the magic stick in Feng Yin's hand. These people can't help but be stupid.
"Arcana, hand over Arcana!!"
Feng Yin didn't care, and said: "Whoever wants the treasure, say to me, I'll give it to him, as long as you can catch it." ”
"Me!"
"Give it to me, give it to me!"
"Hand it over quickly, don't kill you for me!"
A bald man fiercely threatened Feng Yin and threatened to kill him if he didn't hand him over.
Feng Yin was stunned and smiled: "Since this is the case, then you can continue." ”
No one expected that Feng Yin would throw it out directly, the golden stick turned into an arc in the sky, the crowd was like a wave, and the dense crowd puffed up a big bag, and those people rushed to the location of the heavenly stick.
"You ......"
The red-haired man glared at Feng Yin, and at this time he also ran over, and the people from the Spirit Sword Mountain Gate not far away also ran over, and the crowd was in chaos.
When the stick flew past the highest point in the air and began to fall slowly, the scene became intense, and all directions poured towards the point where the stick landed.
When the stick fell, the smile of the closest cultivator spread, and he reached out to catch it.
Click!
At this time, the cultivator was shocked to find that the weight of the stick was a little terrifying, and he couldn't change its whereabouts by gathering all the strength of his body, seeing that the stick was falling more and more, but he was unwilling to let go, and finally had to fall with the stick.
And then the second person ... The third person... The fourth person...... Dozens of people tried their best to hold their hands on the top of the heavenly stick, but found that everyone together couldn't lift the golden stick, but they didn't want to let go, dozens of people gathered together, wrapped the stick impermeable, and the people outside couldn't see it, they only thought that the fierceness of the competition inside would also join in.
This place is in chaos, the rumbling sound is endless, it is a mountain of people and a mountain of meat smashed into the mountain with a stick, all the way down, the speed does not decrease but increases, which makes people feel incredible.
When the riot lasted for a certain period of time, a cry full of panic pierced the sky, followed by more and more screams, and finally continued to form a single piece.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and everyone realized that before they knew it, there were already more than a dozen people, who were actually pressed by the heavenly stick, and finally crushed to death in the pile!
What's even worse is that at this moment, the Heavenly Stick is not slowing down at all, and is still falling at a speed that is increasing all the time, crushing the mountain, as if the mountain is no different from the air, and no one can stop it.
Feng Yin smiled and asked, "Who thinks you have the ability, just go and get it, don't blame me if you die, I can only blame you for being greedy." ”
At first, everyone didn't think about it, but as time went by, everyone found that Feng Yin's words had to be taken seriously, because if the stick fell at this speed, it might fall to the other side of the Immortal Star, and any hard rock or mineral could not withstand the bumps and bumps of the Heavenly Stick, and it would simply shatter after a dip.
"Take it away, take it away, don't want it, I don't want it!"
Not long ago, the fierce bald guy who shouted that he would take Feng Yin's life if he didn't hand it over, was frightened at this time, he was just pressed under the stick, and at this time he was already out of breath and almost out of breath, and he vomited out half a liter of blood when he spoke, or he would be crushed into meat puree in a short time, and if he didn't open his mouth, he would really die.
Feng Yin smiled, raised his hand, and the stick that was extremely heavy just now flew out lightly, and fell lightly into Feng Yin's hand, as light as nothing.
For such an ability, everyone is extremely envious, but they can only watch, they dare not grab the stick anymore, and the dozen or so people who have just been crushed into meat are an example.
"This treasure is called ashes, who wants it, dare to take it?"
The crowd quieted down, and everyone looked around, and the eyes that looked at Feng Yin had changed.
(End of chapter)