Chapter 113: The Ninth Golden Sword
However, it's just curiosity, these people don't have a half-dime relationship with themselves, the praying mantis catches cicadas, the yellow finch is behind, Gong Moyi has made up his mind, they eat black and eat black, and in the end, they will go and intervene again, anyway, these people are not good things. But the short man had a bit of guts.
Gong Moyi, who was contemplating, was awakened by a bang, and in his divine sense, Gong Moyi detected that the golden light of the black thing was extremely bright, and then suddenly burst! Although the tall man tried his best to retreat, he was still caught up by the black thing that was like a maggot on the tarsal bones and couldn't fall off no matter how he shook it, and then, in the frightened eyes of the tall man, the black thing finally exploded with a "boom"! The huge power directly affected the tall man's body, just in an instant! The tall man didn't have time to scream before he was torn apart by the explosion, and finally those pieces of meat were also wiped out by the aftermath of the huge power!
"This!" Even Gong Moyi was stunned! What a power!
However, Gong Moyi's shocked face was also seen by Wang Yi, Xiaobai and Wei Lian, and the three of them were a little worried and hurriedly asked, "Brother Zihan, are you okay?"
"Zihan, what's wrong with you?"
"Little brother Zihan, what's wrong?"
The three of them spoke differently, but the worry in their eyes was the same.
Awakened from the shock by the words of the three people, Gong Moyi realized that he had lost his temper just now, but seeing the look of concern in the eyes of the three people, Gong Moyi only felt a warmth flowing in his heart, and said to the three of them with a faint smile on his face: "I'm fine, you can also use your divine sense to probe four miles away from here, in the southeast direction!"
"Why?" Although they had doubts in their hearts, the three of them still extended their divine consciousness to the southeast according to Gong Moyi's words! Presumably, you can know why Gong Moyi was surprised.
The cultivation of the three of them is naturally inferior to the end of the palace, but they can still do it to the extent of these few miles.
After a while, the eyes of the three of them also showed surprise! In the induction of the three of them, the place where the black unknown thing exploded before was now a huge pit of more than ten zhang, and the dust was flying all over the sky.
The loud sound of the explosion directly stopped the footsteps of the three Qi Cultivation Rank Seventh Order Cultivators who were chasing the short man, and they looked at the ten-zhang pit in horror, however, the Qi Cultivation Rank Eighth-Order man who was standing in place did not have any surprise on his face, and walked towards the ten-zhang pit with a calm face, and at this moment, an undisguised sarcastic smile appeared on his face.
He didn't hesitate much, he went down the pit directly, picked up the Qiankun bag that was buried by most of the soil of the tall man who had no body, shook the dust on the Qiankun bag at will, and sighed in his heart that he was about to put it into his Qiankun bag, however, the accident happened!
The eighth-order cultivator of the Qi cultivation level only heard a soft sound in his ears, "Huh" and then his eyebrows were in pain, and then the extreme cold spread quickly towards his body in a very domineering form, and gradually the blood in his body stopped flowing! Consciousness is also slowly disappearing! Before he died, he only had one question in his heart: "Who is it?"
No one would tell him, but next to his frozen body that had become an ice sculpture, a tall figure appeared.
"Brother Zihan!" Wang Yi, who was observing from a distance, was the first to be shocked, and looked at the place where Gong Moyi was sitting just now, where there was still half a figure.
Gong Mo Yi was expressionless, and took off the Qiankun bag on the body of this Qi Cultivation Level Eighth Order Monk, as well as the Qiankun Bag in his hand that he picked up from the soil pit, this is the Qiankun Bag used by the tall man, it can be calculated by this Qi Cultivation Level Eighth Order Man, presumably this tall man's Qiankun Bag must also have a small golden sword, or some kind of treasure, such as the spear.
Gong Mo glanced at it, and saw the black spear lying in the dirt pit, reached out and picked it up, and looked at it, there were several traces of damage on the spear, presumably caused by the explosion just now. I didn't think much about it, I directly put the spear into the Qiankun bag, although the black spear was damaged, but at least it was still a high-grade spiritual weapon, and when the time came, I could sell it and exchange it for a lot of spirit stones. I am currently so poor that I have to put it away, so naturally I have to put it away if I can exchange it for spirit stones. Anyway, my storage ring is big enough, as long as I don't put a big mountain in it.
However, the short man also ran away without a trace while the three monks who were chasing him were attracted by the explosion. At this moment, when the three Qi Cultivation Rank Seventh Order monks saw Gong Mo Yi who suddenly appeared and easily killed the Qi Cultivation Rank Eighth Order man, they reacted and wanted to run away immediately! What are you kidding, that cultivator who is all practicing the eighth order of Qi level was killed by Gong Mo Yi inexplicably, how can they be Gong Mo Yi's opponents?
"Stop!" The three people who were about to break away were stopped by a voice without any emotion.
When the three of them heard this voice, their faces froze, and they turned around in a huff, with a wry smile on their faces: "I don't know what the senior brother is doing to stop me?"
Seeing the smiles of the three of them that were more ugly than crying, Gong Moyi smiled, that smile was very kind, without a little killing intent, and with that handsome face, it seemed harmless to humans and animals.
All three were stunned!
Immediately, Gong Moyi's harmless face with a friendly smile on his face opened again, and his tone was calm, as if he was asking "what's your name": "Hand over all your Qiankun bags!" Otherwise......"
The three of them heard Gong Moyi say this, this time they are stupid, dare to love you, this kid is here to rob!
However, although they are reluctant and reluctant in their hearts, the small life is still important to the things outside the body, of course they know very well that as long as there is only one small life, it is much more important than the things outside the body. The three of them all cried with a sad face, took off the Qiankun bag hanging from their waists, and handed it over to Gong Moyi with great difficulty.
Although Gong Mo Yi robbed them, Gong Mo Yi was still very merciful and returned the sect's identity token to the three of them. Then the three of them disappeared like rabbits! In their hearts, they didn't know what the end of the palace had become, and it was estimated that the eighteenth generation of their ancestors had patronized it, and although they scolded in their hearts, they didn't dare to say a disrespectful word in their mouths.
However, Wang Yi, Xiaobai and Wei Lian, who were a few miles away from the end of the palace, were speechless......
What is the invincible Gong Moyi in their hearts doing now? It's actually robbing!
However, Gong Moyi didn't have the heart to care about Wang Yi at the moment, Xiao Bai and Wei Lian were subtracting points for their bad behavior, for Gong Moyi, these three Qi cultivation level seventh-order monks did not pose any threat to him, and it didn't matter if he killed him or not.
At this moment, she looked at the five Qiankun bags in her hand, and probed her divine sense into them one by one. Sure enough, there are two small golden swords in the tall man's Qiankun bag, and the rest are three medium-grade spirit weapons, as well as some miscellaneous items, such as gold coins, clothes and other things, in addition to more than fifty lower-grade spirit stones.
After looking at the tall man's Qiankun bag, Gong Moyi probed his divine sense into the second Qiankun bag, this is the Qiankun bag of the Qi Cultivation Eighth Order Monk, Gong Mo Yi was very surprised to find that there were three small golden swords in the Qiankun Bag of the Qi Cultivation Eighth Order Monk! Seeing this, Gong Moyi's face once again showed a sunny smile, although it was night, but Wang Yi, Xiaobai and Wei Lian, who were a few miles away, still detected Gong Moyi's bright smile.
In this way, he originally had three small golden swords, plus two in the hands of the tall man, and there were five in total! Finally, with the addition of the three in the hands of this Qi cultivation level eighth-order monk, there are a total of eight small golden swords! In addition, this Qi cultivation level eighth-order cultivator Qiankun bag also has more than forty lower-grade spirit stones, as well as some medicinal materials and other things.
In addition, there is a second-order furnace ding, with bottles and jars, which contain some first-grade Gathering Spirit Pills, one-yuan pills, and more than a dozen second-grade Huiling Pills.
Then Gong Moyi couldn't wait to call the three Qiankun bags that the three Qi cultivation level seventh-order monks automatically offered, and probed two of them one after another, but there were no small golden swords, only a dozen or so lower-grade spirit stones and some sundries.
Gong Moyi couldn't help but secretly curse that these two people were useless, and then opened the third one, so that Gong Moyi showed a smile again, and another one appeared, adding up to Gong Moyi's now has nine, only one is missing, and he has completed the token that needs to be collected by Dabi to become an inner disciple.
However, Wang Yi and Xiaobai plan to collect at least two of them as well.
At that time, Xiaobai and Wang Yi can also become elite disciples of the outer sect, and they can also get a better cultivation environment.
After inspecting the loot, Gong Moyi took a step and disappeared in place.
But in an instant, he appeared again in front of Wang Yi, Xiaobai and Wei Lian, with a faint smile on his face.
All in all, I can be regarded as a full load now! The heart is naturally relaxed!
Seeing the sudden appearance of Gong Moyi, Xiaobai and Wang Yi were accustomed to it, but Wei Lian still couldn't help but marvel in his heart! Gong Moyi is simply elusive, and people can't catch her whereabouts!
"Sister Yi, how is the harvest?" Wang Yi was still full of curiosity and asked Gong Moyi.
"It's okay!"
This answer almost made Wei Lian not take a breath, he rolled his eyes, but muttered in his heart, he scraped five Qiankun bags, and there were two of them in the same realm as himself, which should be considered rich! Is it just okay? (To be continued.) )