"Haha! You are also a wise man, and you know that it is useless to make such a useless resistance in front of the old man! The black-robed old man finally put his mind at ease, and he immediately pointed to the small porcelain bottle of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill on the ground and said, "Then you can take this pill quickly!" The old man is still very generous to his own people! Just a few fingers at you, and you can benefit immensely......"

Qin Yuxuan nodded, walked over and picked up the small porcelain bottle, but he didn't immediately take the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill inside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He glanced around, and Fang Zhan asked tremblingly, "Senior, I don't know if you still need the storage bags on these corpses?" The younger generation is extremely shy......"

The old man in the black robe couldn't help but be stunned, and after a while, he said: "Those two people who hurt the old man, don't think about the storage bag, as for other people's storage bags, the old man can't look down on it, just take whatever you want!" ”

Ah San and Ah Si were both monks of the ninth layer of the Yuan Shen Period, and there were naturally many things in their storage bags that the black-robed old man could look at.

As for the storage bags of Ma Lin, Wang Li, and Li Hu, the three low-level loose cultivators, the old man in the black robe was not much interested. In his mind, there will be nothing valuable, it is better to cheapen this kid who has taken refuge in himself. After all, if you slap someone, you have to give a candy to eat.

Qin Yuxuan suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, he first untied Wang Li and Li Hu's storage bags, put the contents into his storage bag, and then went to untie Ma Lin's storage bag......

The black-robed old man suddenly remembered at this time that although this kid had taken the small porcelain bottle of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills, he had not taken it.

"Hey, kid surnamed Mu, you take the pill first, and then it's not too late to get something!" He shouted.

Qin Yuxuan pretended not to hear him, and then suddenly threw a colorful stone at the black-robed old man, and asked in a surprised tone, "Senior, this stone is such a strange color, do you see if it can be sold for a good price?" ”

The black-robed old man subconsciously took the stone, glanced at it, and said with a smile that Fang was angry and funny: "This is just an ordinary multicolored stone, mainly used to dye weapons, and it is not worth a few dollars......"

"Whew!"

At this time, Qin Yuxuan threw over a few black balls, of different sizes, and he continued to shout: "Senior, what's the use of these iron bullets? Can it be used as a hidden weapon? ”

The black-robed old man was looking at the multicolored stones, and his divine sense only slightly looked at the few black balls the size of a dragon's eye that flew over, and then grabbed them with a brush, ready to incorporate these iron bullets into his palm. He recognized the iron bullet as a low-level magic weapon, similar to a dart, but with a greater impact.

However, just as his palm touched the black ball, something unexpected happened.

I saw one of the balls suddenly burst open...... Then a bright light appeared in front of me, and a huge explosion sounded in my ears......

"Hit the mark!" This was the last thought of the black-robed old man before he died.

"Boom!"

The huge explosion was deafening, and most of the cave hall was destroyed. Although Qin Yuxuan had already taken precautions, and after throwing those black balls, he jumped behind the boulder to dodge, but he was still buried by the rocks that collapsed from the top of the cave, and it took him a long time to crawl out of the ruins.

"It's dangerous! The power of this thunderbolt is really huge! It seems that Marin has not lied yet! Qin Yuxuan said to himself with palpitations.

Earlier, he glanced at Marin's storage bag and remembered that this guy had boasted that he had a thunderbolt that could kill the monks in the early stages of condensate before he came here.

Therefore, Qin Yuxuan was ready to take a risk, preparing to obtain the thunderbolt, and then borrow it to turn defeat into victory.

But he was worried that going to pick up Ma Lin's storage bag would arouse the vigilance of the black-robed old man, so he first pretended to surrender and submit, and then pretended to be greedy for money, and asked the black-robed old man for the storage bags of these loose cultivators.

He expected that this evil cultivator in the early stage of condensation should not be interested in the things of Ma Lin and a few other low-cost monks. So he decided to take a gamble, betting that the old man in the black robe would give himself a little sweetness.

As a result, he finally succeeded in his bet! Finally reversed the tide and killed this great enemy in the early stage of condensation.

"Ah San, Ah Si, I hurt you this time!" Looking at the scene that had become a mess, Qin Yuxuan was also a little sad.

Although Ah San and Ah Si protected him on Yun Zhongxi's orders, they have been very good to him during this time. This time he also died because of protecting him, which made him feel a little sorry for these two people in his heart.

So, he dug out the remains of the two men from the pile of rocks, and then dug a large pit to bury them hastily.

He then began to search the scene to see what the loot was.

Qin Yuxuan first cleaned up the ruins near the black-robed old man, after all, this evil cultivator in the early stage of condensation had used intrigue to trap and kill many monks, and he must have been extremely wealthy.

However, the result of the search was a great disappointment: the power of the thunderbolt was too great. Not only did the black-robed old man blow up to ashes, but even this guy's storage bag was shattered, and all the items inside were turned into ashes.

Disappointed, Qin Yuxuan had to count the storage bags of Ma Lin, Wang Li and Li Hu first. As for Ah San and Ah Si's storage bags, he didn't plan to collect them, and he was going to hand them over to Yun Zhongxi after he went back, and this Miss Yun would dispose of them.

Ma Lin is a monk in the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, and his net worth is the richest of the three, with a total of more than 500 spirit stones and a cyan long sword. Ma Lin used this long sword to kill Wang Li before.

Qin Yuxuan stroked the blade of the sword and found that it was very sharp, and its quality was much better than what he had used before. The hilt of this sword is also engraved with the word "Qingfeng", which seems to be the name of this sword.

"Judging from the quality, it must be a beginner-level magic weapon." He thought to himself.

In the world of cultivating immortals, any instrument that can be driven by spiritual power and has spirituality can be called a magic weapon.

According to the quality of the magic weapons, they are divided into six grades: low-level, beginner-level, intermediate-level, high-level, top-level and superb.

Among them, low-level, beginner-level, and middle-level magic weapons are suitable for the use of monks in the Yuan Shen period. And high-level and above magic weapons, if you want to control it, you need quite strong spiritual power, as well as a powerful divine sense. Ordinary Yuanshen stage monks can't drive it at all, only condensate stage monks can manipulate it.

With Qin Yuxuan just cultivating at the second level of the Yuan Shen Stage, he had obtained a beginner-level magic weapon, which was already rare in casual cultivation.

In addition to this Qingfeng Sword, there were four or five low-level magic weapons in Ma Lin's storage bag, the quality was similar to the long sword that the Yun family had issued to Qin Yuxuan before, and it was of little use to him. Even if you get it to the market, you can't sell it for a few dollars.

And in Wang Li and Li Hu's storage bags, there are no good things, except for Li Hu's giant axe, which is a beginner-level magic weapon, which is considered a little valuable, the other items are not enough, there is neither an elixir to increase cultivation, nor a spirit grass and materials.

Even the spirit stones of the two of them add up to only more than three hundred, which is less than Ma Lin alone.

In addition, in the storage bags of the three of them, there are seven or eight Zhang Fu Lu, but they are all Fu Lu that belong to the low-level spells such as the Fireball Technique, the Earth Thorn Technique, and the Wind Blade Technique, which are not very lethal. These talismans can be bought in the Fang Market of Qingniu Town.

However, except for the fireball technique, Qin Yuxuan didn't know how to use these spells, so he still happily took these talismans into his arms, and then continued to clean up the remaining items in the storage bag.

But in Wang Li's storage bag, there was one thing that caught his attention.