Chapter 160: If you want it, you can get it

Uncle Baked Cake's power did not weaken at all, and with a shout, the barren mountain was clear in an instant, and there was no longer a violent impact sound, because no one wanted to be smashed into such a baked cake.

The pillar of light soared, the source block rose and fell, although the eyes were red, but alas, after a few hours of bombardment, the pillar of light did not move at all, which made everyone discouraged.

Uncle Baked Cake roared, and suddenly the figures in the void decreased one after another, and several sect-level figures in the distance were also nowhere to be seen.

"That should be very pure. Looking at the ups and downs of the source block in the pillar of light from afar, Yu Xiaojie's eyes were also a little hot.

"You want?" Knowing the sea, the voice of the old man of the fallen saint sounded again.

"Naturally. There was nothing to hide, Yu Xiaojie just nodded.

"They may not be able to, but you can get it. The old man said meaningfully.

"Can I get it?" Hearing the old man say this, Yu Xiaojie was a little surprised, and several sect-level bigwigs couldn't shake the pillar of light, what could he do?

"You seem to have forgotten the derivative stone, how did you get it. The old man reminded.

The red, purple and black flame is the ultimate fire in the world, which can directly burn people's souls, even the sect level, and it is also irresistible, if it sticks to it, it will definitely fall.

However, in Yu Xiaojie's bloodline, the gray energy can not be affected by it, but can also devour it, chaotic spiritual power, worthy of the beginning of the five elements.

"That's right!" After the old man reminded him, Yu Xiaojie thought about it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Looking up, more than a dozen source stones were hanging in that pillar of light, and Yu Xiaojie couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"The best gold source stone. Yu Xiaojie smashed his lips, and a wisp of heat flashed in his eyes.

Glancing at the courtyard, there was no trace of the cold and ruthless, and after a slight contemplation, Yu Xiaojie suppressed the throbbing in his heart, hundreds of strong people outside were watching, there was no Uncle Baked Cake Shock, Yu Xiaojie still didn't want to go out and take that risk.

"Anyway, if you put it there, no one can take it. His lips curled slightly, and Yu Xiaojie also walked into the room with steps.

On the bed, resisting the throbbing in his heart, Yu Xiaojie stretched out another hand, and the trend of the inorganic thirteen potentials instantly moved.

"Shh

Between the index fingers, a small gray Jiao was wrapped around the fingertips, and the space made a faint 'pop' sound.

The faint gray light illuminated Yu Xiaojie's resolute face, a delicate young man, between his eyebrows was already mature, less green, and a pair of dark eyes, like the star field of the Hanhai, the same depth, the same mystery.

"It's up to you tomorrow. ”

Faint words rang out, and in a short time, the whole room was plunged into darkness.

When the scorching sun rose, the atmosphere of the entire barren mountain suddenly became active again.

After a night's rest, the night's consumption was almost recovered, and a pair of eyes were shining, looking at the source block in the pillar of light, their eyes were extremely hot.

The best source stone, for the general sect level, it is also a rare good material, and it is very suitable for derivative patterns.

Some of the cultivators who had just arrived couldn't bear it, and when they saw the source block, their eyes turned red, and they rushed to the pillar of light desperately.

If you're lucky, you'll only have a stump, and you'll be able to get out of it, but more often you'll die directly.

Human nature was cold, and no one reminded them, but put on a good show, watching from a distance as groups of cultivators, like moths, pounced on the pillar of light.

A mangled corpse fell down the pillar of light, and the ground on the edge of the abyss was already dyed dark red.

More and more corpses were piled up under the pillar of light, looking so forested, like hell, but it still couldn't stop the desire of those moths one after another.

Blood and internal organs fell like rain, and it was finally brought to the senses of these cultivators who had lost their minds to their senses.

The black-pressed cultivators were hovering around the pillar of light, looking at the broken corpses on the ground, and they all stopped.

As soon as Yu Xiaojie opened the door and came out, a smell of blood came to his nose, which made him frown.

When I looked up, I saw the pile of broken corpses in the distance, and my heart sank, "How many people must have died here?"

The pillar of light is still the same, the source block is still the same, but the pile of corpses and the dark red earth on the edge of the abyss are so dazzling.

At this time, Leng Wuru also yawned and walked out of the room, his nose twitched slightly, and like Yu Xiaojie, he saw the pile of corpses.

I didn't see how he moved, and suddenly, the sky collapsed, and everyone only felt that the earth was rolling, the sky was shaking, and an inexplicable breath pressed everyone for a while.

The time was very short, but it was real, and when the cultivators stabilized their bodies and looked at the pillar of light again, they found that the mountain of corpses was gone, and even the dark red earth around it had taken on a new look, returning to its normal yellow.

While the practitioners were searching for the source, another familiar voice sounded in their ears, and their bodies shook.

"What do you see, what's there to see? Those who buy baked cakes should line up quickly, and those who don't buy them will be rolled by Lao Tzu!"

"Whew!" "Whew!"

One by one, the figures flickered, and they were very skilled, whether they were at the sect level or the emperor level, and they consciously lined up in a long line.

The bloody lesson told them that they couldn't afford the baked cake!

Looking at the long queue, Uncle Baked Cake nodded with satisfaction, and his Baked Cake Stalls opened again on a new day.

For this kind of scene, Yu Xiaojie also looked strange, looking at the source block in the pillar of light in the distance, his heart began to move again.

Glancing at the leisurely and complacent ruthlessness, with him here, Yu Xiaojie had nothing to fear, so he got up and flew towards the pillar of light.

Leng Wuru also glanced at it inadvertently, didn't say anything, and continued to sell his baked cakes, but there was a glimmer of afterglow in the corner of his eyes that kept paying attention to Yu Xiaojie's movements.

"What does he want to do?"

Yu Xiaojie's movements were too obvious, and the diameter flew towards the pillar of light, which naturally attracted the attention of the cultivators.

"Could it be that he is playing with the idea of the source stone?"

Seeing Yu Xiaojie stop at the edge of the pillar of light, the cultivators in line began to discuss.

"It's just a teenager, what does he want to do? That pillar of light, the big man can't take it, what else can he do?"

"This is absolutely impossible, so many people died just now, none of them are weak, does he want to send him to death?!"

No one is optimistic about Yu Xiaojie, and even some people look at Yu Xiaojie with stinginess, but more, they sneer at Xiaojie's behavior.