When he came before, he had already gone deep into the mountains and forests for dozens of miles, Li Zhiqiu got up and returned, but he met a few people, or a few monks, on the way.

"Boy, hand over the treasure and spare you from dying."

Seeing that Li Zhiqiu was really passing by here, a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk at the head.

Previously, with the Heavenly Master Dao on his side, everyone didn't dare to have thoughts, but who would have expected that Li Zhiqiu, who had obtained the heavy treasure, would act alone. Originally, they would not let go of this opportunity to stop the rest of the monks, and they were secretly grateful to God for their love for allowing them to catch such a fat rabbit.

"You can try it."

As soon as the words fell, Li Zhiqiu's figure flashed, five points of golden light flashed, and the person appeared a hundred feet away.

At this time, the eyes of the five monks who were already behind Li Zhiqiu widened, a little red flashed at the center of their eyebrows, and their bodies on the top of the tree fell one after another, and they were completely lifeless.

The monks in the Dan period have not yet formed a golden pill, and their souls will be destroyed when they die.

However, one breath killed the five monks of the Yudan period, and such a crisp and neat action shocked the scattered cultivators hiding in the shadows, and some of them even repelled their thoughts. Originally, they just wanted to try their luck and get some benefits in the hands of those loose cultivators who had obtained the treasures, but they didn't want to throw away their lives.

It's just that the news that the kid who got the heavy treasure went on the road alone spread in the fastest time, attracting people who are interested to come one after another.

Along the way, Li Zhiqiu's hands were stained with the lives of dozens of monks, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn. Those monks in the past were only the highest cultivators in the later stage of the Jiedan, and the number of monks was only more than ten at the most. Under his speed and almost instantaneous Dao method. There is not much room for resistance. But......

There are too few people, although there are more and more people each time, but there are too few. You must know that there were no less than 10,000 monks who surrounded him before, Li Zhiqiu didn't believe it, they didn't have the intention of killing people and taking treasures. Nor can the target be limited to him.

Walking to the edge of the mountain range, it was already possible to see the newly emerged Yellow Emperor Ancient Cave Mansion exuding a magnificent and dazzling light in the morning light, and Li Zhiqiu's footsteps also stopped.

A moment later, hundreds of monks appeared in the surrounding area, and with the hidden places, it was estimated that there were thousands of them.

"You really look up to me."

Realizing such a large formation, Li Zhiqiu touched his nose a little self-deprecatingly.

There was no nonsense, and countless Guanghua flew towards Li Zhiqiu at the same time.

If you want to get the treasure safely, unless you tie everyone together, even if you kill Li Zhiqiu, you can get the treasure. That person couldn't bear the wrath of the Heavenly Master. And if you make a move, you also have a chance to get treasures. No one can resist such temptation.

"In that case, let you test the new abilities of Kyushu Ding."

Looking at the magic weapons in his eyes, Li Zhiqiu did not panic, his eyes flashed, and a copper tripod appeared in his palm.

Leaving Li Zhiqiu's hand, the Kyushu Ding turned into the size of an abbot, and countless golden lights erupted from the mouth of the Ding.

A glimmer of golden light escaped and wound towards the magic weapons.

"Ah, my golden sword."

"Bastard, my golden bowl."

"Give me back my wishful pestle."

……

After a few breaths, countless exclamations and curses appeared from the monk's mouth, as they found that their spiritual power in their bodies had plummeted, and they had lost contact with the magic weapon.

Eyes, sex like swordsmen, overcome all evil.

There is one more tripod fusion, and Kyushu tripod also has one more effect, that is, to absorb the power of other people's magic weapons to strengthen itself, which is somewhat similar to the treasure money in the legend of the gods. However, the legendary treasure money is to collect other people's treasures for his own use, and Kyushu Ding directly absorbed the spirituality of other people's magic weapons, making those magic weapons worthless scrap iron.

This is also the reason why Li Zhiqiu dared to return so boldly, otherwise, he would definitely run away secretly.

Without a magic weapon, even a Jindan stage monk is just a stronger target. In terms of physical strength, Li Zhiqiu's natural Jindan stage cultivator could not be compared.

"Dingding......

There was a clash, and hundreds of magic weapons fell to the ground, shocking everyone.

"With such a heavy treasure, how can you wait for this junior in the Dan stage to monopolize it."

I don't know who shouted, countless pairs of greedy eyes lit up, and suddenly thousands of treasures flew in.

No matter how strong the ancient relics are, it also depends on the strength of the user. A mere monk in the Dan period, no matter how strong his spiritual power is, how long can he support it.

Now that it's been done, do it thoroughly. Otherwise, if you are escaped by the other party, you will really regret it, and now if you kill the other party, the Heavenly Master Dao can still kill all the monks present. Anyway, as long as you get that treasure, you can find a deep mountain and old forest to hide for hundreds of years, and when the time comes, your cultivation will surge, so why not be afraid of the pursuit of the Heavenly Master.

People are lucky, and monks are no exception.

"Hmph."

In the face of this magic weapon in the sky, Li Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, and the Kyushu Ding, which had just been a little 'appetizing', suddenly emitted ten thousand golden lights, and even completely covered up the light of the morning light.

Seeing so much energy coming to the door, the newly appetizing eyes were beating excitedly, constantly inhaling the spiritual power of those magic weapons into the ding. Hungry and thirsty for thousands of years, the eyes do not refuse to come, and no matter how small the mosquito is, it is not meat.

In an instant, the magic weapon shrouded in golden light suddenly stopped in the air, and the brilliance on it gradually dimmed, and it seemed that it was about to be reduced to mortal iron.

Many monks who had established a natal connection with the ritual weapon were even more spitting bright red, obviously suffering a lot of damage. Although it is only in the Jindan period that the natal magic weapon can be condensed, in order to increase the power of the magic weapon, the monks who lack resources will also refine their minds on the magic weapon and increase the power of the magic weapon in order to increase the power of the magic weapon. Once the magic weapon is damaged, it will naturally hurt the monk who is connected to the heart, and there is no time to think of recovery.

However, there are quite a few clever monks who only use spells to attack, but do not use their own magic weapons.

In the angry shouts and wails of countless monks, a purple sword weapon and a golden cone broke through the golden light curtain and appeared in front of Li Zhiqiu, and their power was not at all the same as that of ordinary magic weapons.

Li Zhiqiu, who had been prepared for a long time, threw out several spirit runes, forming a defensive shield in his body, and urged several powerful golden lights to wrap around the two magic weapons.

"Puff puff..."

Like the sound of a golden needle piercing the paper, several defensive shields were instantly broken, and the purple sword and the golden cone were still flying towards Li Zhiqiu at an extremely fast speed under the obstruction of the golden light.

"Broken."

His eyes were flushed with a trace of blood, and Li Zhiqiu's arms swelled suddenly, and a thick golden light covered his arms, directly facing the two magic weapons.

"Bang."

The sound of gold and iron clashing spread all around, and Li Zhiqiu's body retreated sharply, leaving two deep scratches on the ground.

Those two magic weapons couldn't hit a single blow, and after getting rid of the entanglement of the golden light, they flew backwards.

"It's kind of interesting."

Holding the purple sword in his hand, the Ziyang Daoist felt that his magic weapon spirituality was lacking a lot, and looked at the copper tripod with interest, and a strong essence light erupted in his eyes. As for Li Zhiqiu's physical strength, he subconsciously ignored it.

Such a treasure can be called an artifact, how can it be obtained by a monk in the Dan period.

"Lao Zi, how about it, let's work together."

Retracting his golden cone, the gilded Taoist looked at the monks hidden around him, and said a word to his old friend.

"Okay."

After a battle, Ziyang Dao people knew that it was difficult to solve each other in a short period of time with their own strength, so they could only seek cooperation so as not to be picked by others.

As soon as the words fell, the Ziyang Dao people and the gilded Dao people condensed a huge amount of spiritual power in their hands, and their natal magic weapons, the purple sword and the golden cone, exuded a faint light as if they had eaten a great tonic pill, carrying a huge power and flying towards Li Zhiqiu, who had just stood firm. (To be continued......)