Seeing that everyone had no objections, the president waved his hand, and the group headed towards the city.

In the Ghost Suppression Pass, there is a huge treasure house, where there are countless cultivation resources accumulated over the years.

There are even rumors that the cultivation resources in the treasure house of the Ghost Suppression Pass are enough to cultivate a true martial arts powerhouse, which shows how amazing the cultivation resources in there are!

Nearly 10,000 Terran monks in the city walked towards that treasure house, but the corpses of those Terran monks outside the city never had a chance to share the cultivation resources.

Cultivation is so cruel, behind the scenery of one person, I don't know how many dry bones!

Soon, after arriving at the treasure house of the town ghost pass, the president waved everyone to stop, and the treasure house guard opened the gate.

Suddenly, the aroma of the elixir and the shining true martial arts weapon, as well as countless martial arts, made everyone present unable to take their eyes off it.

If it weren't for the president leading this martial arts powerhouse to take charge, I'm afraid that the monks present would all have to fight for the massive cultivation resources that were piled up like a hill.

Jiang Mo stood in place, his gaze only glanced at the past slightly, and then he took it back, and no other monk was so out of shape.

In the previous life, as one of the top alchemists on the Heavenly Dance Continent, what kind of treasure had he never seen, if it weren't for the group of disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect who were born and died behind him, Jiang Mo would not have bothered to come here at all.

"This commander divides the cultivation resources of this treasure house into ten percent, my town ghost pass accounts for fifty percent, and two transactions are given to this little brother, and the remaining thirty percent are equally divided between you and all of you. The leader of the town ghost guan said lightly.

Wow!

As soon as the results of this distribution came out, there was an uproar at the bottom, and there were many people who were indignant.

It's just that you can get 30% of the ghost control pass, that kid is just blocking the red-armored demon clan, and he has to share 20% of the resources of nearly 10,000 monks, which is too much to say.

Jiang Mo smiled, it was true that the president of this town ghost Guan had given him a big gift, but if it was not handled properly, it would cause hostility from other monks.

It seems that this guy doesn't have any good intentions.

"It's not fair. That Red Armor Demon Clan has the strength of a high-level half-step martial sect, if you have that ability, you might as well stop it and try it, and see which one of them can still stand here and bargain?"

Jiang Mo took a step slowly, in order to let the group of Holy Martial Sword Sect disciples behind him obtain better cultivation resources, he didn't mind making another move, even though it was within the sphere of influence of the Ghost Suppression Pass.

As Jiang Mo's momentum continued to rise, the indignant guys before lowered their voices, but they were still not satisfied.

"My squads, all of them are the elite of the elite, repelling the attack of the demon clan, if there is no them, I am afraid the difficulty will increase several times. Which of you can come out with such a strong team?" Jiang Mo looked at everyone coldly, and the terrifying aura that emanated from it invisibly shrouded out, making many monks dare not make a sound.

Before, the two Nine-Star Martial Emperors joined forces, and they were all defeated by the red-armored demon clan with one move, but the emaciated young man in black in front of him was able to kill the red-armored demon clan on the spot, and its strength was terrifying, self-evident!

"If there is no objection, the two-layer cultivation resources of the treasure house will belong to me!"

Jiang Mo snorted coldly, without the slightest politeness, in this Shura battlefield, whether it is to the human race or the demon race, as long as you are polite, others will treat you as a soft persimmon kneaded at will.

"Good, good. It's really courageous!" Leader Zhen Ghost Guan laughed loudly.

He Yandong, Wang Wentao and the others also felt very excited, with such a strong sect master, who would dare to bully the head of the Holy Martial Sword Sect in the future.

In about two incense sticks, the cultivation resources in the treasure house were divided, and the disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect who had obtained two percent of the cultivation resources, not to mention how excited they were, were all full of red light.

With these resources, coupled with the governance of generals such as He Yandong and Wang Wentao, over time, these cavalry armies will be able to become real divisions of victory!

"Little brother, your strength is good, I still lack a deputy commander in the Ghost Pass, if you want, you can stay in the Ghost Pass, these cavalry troops under your command are still under your command." In addition, the fifty percent of the cultivation resources that this commander can also give you one percent, how about it?"

After everyone had finished distributing the cultivation resources, the head of the Zhengui Pass spoke up.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this president has the idea of recruiting, and wants Jiang Mo and his cavalry to be included in the town ghost pass.

However, the layer of cultivation resources promised by the President of Zhengui Guan was enough to make many Terran cultivators covetous.

"This guy, that's a lot of luck. If he agreed to the president, then he would occupy thirty percent of the cultivation resources of the entire treasure house. ”

"In this way, the Ghost Suppression Pass will only take forty percent of the cultivation resources. ”

"I don't think that guy will refuse the president's offer. ”

"If it were me, as long as I could get that one percent of cultivation resources, it would be enough. What kind of deputy commander position is not as good as cultivation resources. ”

"See how this person makes their choice. ”

Jiang Mo ignored the whispers around him, he didn't even hesitate, and said calmly: "Thank you for the kindness of the president, I still have an important task on my body, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve in the ghost control pass." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing the refusal in Jiang Mo's words, the leader of the town ghost pass suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the momentum of his whole body was emanated, causing the yellow sand to fly and the temperature plummeted.

The surrounding ghost guards also showed their swords one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The surrounding monks didn't expect that Jiang Mo would so decisively refuse the president's leader, you must know that although the Shura battlefield is not as good as the Eastern Xuan Domain, the position of the deputy commander of this town ghost pass is also a real fat shortage.

Whether it is a human monk or a demon clan armor priest passing through here, they have to pay a lot of tolls.

Although some of the tolls were paid, the rest were also rich in oil and water.

Jiang Mo also raised his eyebrows, could it be that the president of the ghost control was not able to unload the mill and kill the donkey?

Although the president is strong, Jiang Mo is the soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will?

Don't break your teeth at that time, it's not good for everyone.

Jiang Mo's expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had the momentum that if you do it, I will accompany you to the end.

The monks around him who looked at him with this grace looked sideways, this guy is really a hard stubble!

Even the presidential leader of the ghost pass can not be afraid at all!

(End of chapter)