Min Rui's sudden voice made this scattered cultivator who was panicking and hugging his head almost scared out of his heart, and thought that there were also disciples of various sects in front of him who would kill people when they saw them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, his reaction was also very fast, and after his divine sense scanned that Min Rui was only one person, and combined with Min Rui's words just now, he knew that he was overly nervous.

"This fellow Daoist, you better run quickly, the various sects of the Nine Pole Star don't know what to do, and they sent a large number of foundation building monks to enter the Myriad Mist Realm, they are numerous, they will kill people when they see them, and they are about to kill here......" This seriously injured monk, seeing that Min Rui was only one person, thought that he was the same as himself, a loose cultivator who had been trained in the Myriad Mist Realm, and seeing that he didn't know what was going on, he hurriedly said a word to him, and then ignored his extremely seriously injured body, Quickly fled towards the central area.

"All the major sects really sent people! What the hell is this teenager and what kind of person is it? Why do the major sects want to put them to death as soon as possible? Why does the master want to protect him so much? After watching the wounded monk escape, Min Rui glanced at the image in the jade slip in his hand, and sent out a series of questions in his heart.

Although there are many questions, but there is no answer, Min Rui is a little helpless, he doesn't know why Shizun didn't tell him to save this young man, but helpless, he still has to find this young man as much as possible, and then hand over the things to him.

Looking up at the direction in which the injured monk disappeared, Min Rui thought about it and ran over, after all, the injured monk had already said just now that the Zhuji monks of the various sects were already killing people when they saw them, and he didn't want to kill people so inexplicably.

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"Ah......h

After the screams, I saw a young monk covered in blood, whose legs had been cut off at the knees, and whose left arm had also been severed, holding a medium-grade flying sword with his remaining right hand, trying to support himself from falling. His face was hideous, his eyes revealed a bitter hatred, and he looked at the group of monks wearing golden Taoist robes and a giant sword on top of the Taoist robes, their voices were sad, and they said angrily: "You hypocrites who claim to be famous and upright, what is the difference between you and the demons, you are simply more demonic than the Demon Dao Sect, one day you will not be able to die......

"Haha...... When death is on the verge of death, I still have the desire to tell you that even if my Golden Sword Sect is doing the things of the Demon Dao Sect, these Nine Pole Stars will not dare to say anything about it, they will only say that we are the Demon Destroying Guardian Dao. What the strong man said is right, don't you understand this truth? Then how did you survive in this incomparably cruel cultivation realm? ”

It turned out that this group of monks wearing golden robes was the super sect of the Golden Continent, the monks of the Golden Sword Sect, and after they heard the words of this monk who was almost about to be cut into a stick, with monstrous hatred, a man in his thirties stood up and said with a joking voice.

"Senior brother, you see that their group of casual cultivators are quite rich, and the total number of spirit stones is nearly two thousand! Moreover, there are nearly three hundred or so three-grade pills Ning Yuan Dan, and there are many other pills, although they are not as good as this Ning Yuan Dan...... The most important thing is that their luck seems to be good, and he actually hunted two misty bulls that were about to become adults. As soon as the playful monk finished speaking, a monk came up to him, handed him six storage bags, and said in a flattering tone.

"Really? Let me see. Ha ha...... Sure enough, I didn't expect that the harvest of entering the Ten Thousand Maze Realm this time was so great, and now our harvest is combined, at least we can exchange it with the sect for more than fifty Golden Yuan Pills. From this point of view, when we arrive in the central area in two days, we will at least meet some monks, and it is estimated that our harvest will add up to at least sixty gold yuan pills. The man, who was called a senior brother by another monk, couldn't help but light up his eyes when he heard this, quickly took the six storage bags, swept his sense inside, and found that this was indeed the case, and couldn't help laughing happily.

"Congratulations, senior brother, you have a great harvest again......"

"Congratulations, senior brother, you have a great harvest again......"

Seeing this, the other fellow disciples stepped forward one after another to compliment.

"Haha, you don't have to compliment me, senior brother, don't worry, all the harvest this time, after I go back, I will hand over all the amount to the sect, how to distribute it, it is all up to the elders of the sect. But if any of you dare to pull back at a critical moment, have different intentions, and don't listen to orders, don't blame my senior brother for not thinking about my fellow disciples. Listening to the compliments of his fellow disciples, the man who was called his senior brother was in a good mood, and after laughing, he said his plan, but in the end, he was already in a good mood.

In fact, those fellow disciples complimented him so much, how could he not know what was going on in his heart, just because he was afraid that he would not report it truthfully, thereby harming his own interests.

"Actually, you are completely unfounded, because as the leader of the team who entered the Mystical Fog Realm this time, as long as I hand in the harvest truthfully, no matter how the sect distributes it, there will definitely be a Golden Yuan Pill for me." After the man finished speaking, he thought to himself.

Looking at the monk of the Golden Sword Gate in front of him, unscrupulously discussing how to distribute the cultivation resources of his side, this monk who was about to be cut into a stick, his eyes swept sadly, lying not far from him, five of his companions had already died in anger, and suddenly roared angrily: "If the sky wants it to die, it will be mad, my six brothers are waiting for you below." Before the words fell, the monk slashed himself with his sword, and fell down with endless resentment in his eyes, but he did not blink a blind eye.

"Hmph...... Then you just wait down there. Let's go, keep searching forward. Seeing that the monk who had almost been cut into a stick killed himself, the man who led the team from the Golden Sword Gate snorted coldly. After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

"It's the twelfth day! What should I do, now that the major factions have been killed, if I can't find this young man, then I may not be able to complete the task assigned to me by my master this time! If you go any further, you will almost reach the central area, will this young man run to the central area? Seeing that he was about to walk to the central area, Min Rui, who still hadn't met Leng Jiuhan, thought a little anxiously.

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