"Ahh What's going on? How so? The corners of Jiang Feng'er's mouth overflowed with red blood, and she crawled on the ground below the Firmament Tower, with a distorted and painful look on her face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Anyone who is thrown from a height of thousands of feet and then falls to the ground will be so painful!

In fact, she was quite good, and even worse, when she was thrown directly and fell to the ground, her brain had already burst out.

Just now she was speeding in the tower, and suddenly felt the sky spinning, and was immediately thrown out by an irresistible huge force.

At this moment, looking at the Sky Tower, I don't know when it has begun to rotate rapidly, there is still a steady stream of monks who have been thrown out like sacks, and Jiang Feng'er's scalp is numb for a while, her face is distorted, and she has a look of fear on her face.

In fact, if she hadn't been in an emergency just now, she had inspired a jade talisman given by the ancestor to seal the ancestor's protective powers, and it was estimated that she would have been killed by the fallen incense jade before she could react to the situation.

"Sister Xue......" Jiang Feng'er looked at the figures that were being thrown out of the sky in a daze, and suddenly found Fu Xue's figure, staggered to stand up, and walked towards the place where the other party wanted to land, and said with a painful face.

I saw that Fu Xue at this time was already surrounded by a thick yellow light curtain, and after landing rapidly, there was a loud "bang" again, followed by the formation of a huge circular pit.

"How...... What's going on? Damn, didn't you say that the whole treasure collection process took three days? Why was the old lady thrown out in a daze the next day! As soon as Fu Xue landed, she shook her head a little blindfolded, and before she could wipe the red blood stains that overflowed from the corners of her mouth due to the injury to her inner abdomen, she scolded.

"Ahh Sister Xue, leave quickly......" Jiang Feng'er staggered over and said something, and suddenly saw a figure falling rapidly from the sky again, and hurriedly exclaimed.

"Ahh Damn ......"

When Fu Xue heard this, she was shocked, regardless of the trauma of her delicate body, she suddenly struggled to roll twice, and at the moment when Kankan rolled out of the pit, a loud "bang" sounded, accompanied by a scream of "Ah ......", but no sound came.

In the billowing smoke and dust, Fu Xue's divine sense swept away, and found that in addition to smashing the big pit she had just formed bigger and deeper, there was not the slightest breath of a monk coming out of it.

In fact, she was only a desperate probe, because she had just heard the sound of a watermelon popping.

How dare she delay at this time, regardless of the trauma in her abdomen, she suddenly spit out two mouthfuls of blood at the same time, and quickly walked towards Jiang Feng'er, and then the two daughters supported each other and walked farther away.

"Ahem...... Damn, how could this be? ”

"What the hell happened to the entire Sky Tower?"

"Damn it! The old lady found that this trip to the secret realm of the sky was simply a huge pit! ”

"What fire baby fruit appeared first? What bounty? made the old lady greedy and haunted, and as a result, she was almost killed and killed! ”

"It's good now, a good giant tower treasure hunt, such an unbelievable thing happened! Evolved to the present, the good ones are looking for treasure inside, and they are inexplicably thrown out! ”

"Damn it! Knowing this, why did the old lady come to this damn secret realm to make a fuss? After walking to the safe area, Fu Xue's expression was obviously full of a thick crazy look, almost vomiting blood, and he said angrily.

"That's it! Damn it! What's going on here? As soon as the slave family found a suspected magic weapon, they were about to succeed, and they were inexplicably thrown out! Before Jiang Feng'er could complain, Yi Eighteen walked over in embarrassment, and said angrily.

Immediately after that, the surviving monks came over one by one with embarrassed expressions, and everyone looked extremely indignant, beating their chests and feet, and for a while the sound of cursing was endless.

"Hey...... Don't be angry, everyone, compared to those who have already burrowed into the pit, we ...... Hey? Damn it! The miscellaneous pieces of the dead man's wealth, leave my Imperial Soul Sect monk's storage bag, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you! ”

"Damn it! The storage bag of the old lady beast control sect monk is also something that you can afford to lose weight as a poor casual cultivator? ”

"Bastard! There are also storage bags left by my Xuanyue Sect monk, and the greedy guy even steals more than ten storage bags by himself and doesn't stop! ”

A monk from the Beast Control Sect was about to say some words of comfort to everyone, when he suddenly found a monk who had been severely injured and scattered, regardless of his own injuries, was making a lot of money from the dead when everyone was palpitating, and the anger in everyone's hearts was even more ignited for a while.

Some of the monks chased after them despite their injuries, and some of them, risking being stoned to death by the "sacks" above, began to search for the more unfortunate storage bags on the corpses that had been smashed into meatloaf.

"Ahem...... Xu Qingyao, old ...... Mother hasn't ...... yet Not dead! You're going to send it...... Dead man's wealth? At this time, a monk of the Imperial Soul Sect stepped forward and tore the storage bag on the corpse of the same sect, but he didn't pull it out for a while, but in the stunned expression of the Imperial Soul Sect, the "corpse" dragged the storage bag with one hand, and suddenly spoke with great difficulty.

"Aren't you dead? Hi! What a big deal! Xu Qingyao glanced at his junior sister's abdomen, and reluctantly took out a magic sword and slowly raised it.

"Ahh Xu Qingyao, you ...... "corpse" is thick and unwilling.

She also thought that under her deceitful corpse, Xu Qingyao would take out the elixir to heal her injuries, but she didn't expect this ungrateful guy to want to send her on the road.

"Hey...... Senior Sister Qu, didn't you see that your heart and stomach fell out, and you are still struggling here, is it useful to guard the storage bag? Let's go with peace of mind! The storage bag brother helped you smile, uh...... The corpse brother also reluctantly accepted it! ”

"Ahh How can I ......"

"Huh? Is this dead? It seems that I have saved my senior brother a knife! ”

……

Among the dead people's wealth, those monks who were lucky enough not to die and were thrown out before, each of them hung five or six storage bags around their waists, but people's hearts were greedy, and no one would dislike the many storage bags hanging on their waists.

In the end, it's not just making money from the dead, it's just making money from the living. Before those who were dazed and fell to the ground, they were already being divided into corpses by swords and swords to compete for the storage bags.

The people who send charcoal in the snow in this immortal cultivation world are almost extinct, but the icing on the cake is that the people who fall into the well will always be countless.

For a while, when the "sack" above the money no longer fell, and everyone gathered together again, they were shocked to find that there were more than 150 people who had entered this giant tower in the sky, but at this moment there were only less than 20 people. (To be continued.) )