Jubao Waterfall had already regained its calm, and as Qin Yu had seen a few days ago, as far as the eye could see, the open space in front of it and the cave not far away were already full of monks.

The two of them also did not look for the cave again in a low-key manner, but chose a position near the edge and sat down cross-legged.

The surrounding monks saw the two people wearing masks, and subconsciously looked at them a few more times.

When I found that I was not impressed, I stopped paying attention to it.

There are not a few people in the secret mansion who hide their heads and tails now, after all, after so long, there are not a few people who have conflicts, and many people have made enemies, in order to prevent conflicts, many people choose to cover up.

If it's like a cross-eyed fight all the time, it's especially tiring if you don't fight.

This feeling of abundant aura is very refreshing, as if the whole person is wrapped in aura.

This is the environment hundreds of thousands of years ago, before the end of the immortals, I am afraid that the cultivation environment of the continent will be even more superior.

It is no wonder that the monks of the peak realm are endless, and the breakthrough and ascension are not obvious.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a commotion in the distance.

Qin Yu opened his eyes in surprise and saw an irregularly shaped thing flying out of the spiritual flow of Jubao Waterfall!

In an instant, the monks who were close to them rose into the air.

"There's a baby coming out!"

"What's that?"

"It looks like the wreckage of something! It shouldn't be anything valuable, right?"

"It's a pity, why didn't it fly out of us? Whether it's worth anything or not, it doesn't feel like it's too rubbish. ”

The people around Qin Yu were talking, and they all looked into the distance with wide eyes and envy, to see which lucky one would end up in the hands of them.

That place is a mile away from here, and it is already a distance that can be given up fighting.

I saw a monk right in front of the fragment.

When he flies, he can intercept it in the shortest possible time.

Seeing that everyone else was still a few feet away from this baby, he couldn't help but laugh proudly: "Fellow Daoists, you're welcome!"

As he spoke, he conjured up a djinn hand and grabbed at the fragment with the momentum of a fierce tiger!

"Hell, he's done. Yang Xi said calmly.

Qin Yu was stunned, glanced at her, and then turned his head to look, just in time to see that the fragment was like an indestructible pangolin beast, instantly tearing apart the giant spirit hand, but the castration was not stopped much!

The monk's smug expression, which had just turned into boundless horror!

"No!"

He tried to avoid it, but it was too late.

In the next moment, the fragment pierced through his body without hindrance and blasted away!

The monk was blasted out of a hideous hole in his chest, he subconsciously looked down, and he clearly saw the ground behind him, let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and then fell to the ground, and did not move.

Everyone was shocked.

There were also people who had expected this for a long time, and there was a hint of ridicule in their eyes, surpassing the speed of the fragment as they chased after it and used various spells to slow down the fragment.

That is, a few breaths, and the moment the power of the fragment weakened, it was grasped by a young male cultivator of the seventh layer of the condensation period.

The others gathered around.

The nun clutched the fragment tightly in his hand, and his fellow disciples immediately stood beside him, staring warily around.

"Are you trying to snatch it?" the male cultivator did not look good, but there was inevitably some worry between his eyebrows.

If these people attack together, I am afraid that not only will they not be able to save the fragments, but they will also be more likely to be severely damaged.

But this is in the most dangerous situation, in fact, these people in front of them are not united, even if their own side will be damaged, the first to attack will not be able to escape.

For a while, the situation was deadlocked.

"Can you tell us what you have on your hands?" a flat voice broke the ice.

A handsome male cultivator looked calmly ahead, with a smile on his lips.

The male cultivator was dissatisfied in his heart, and he wanted to scold, but he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart when he looked at it, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The masculinity of the speaker is extremely condensed, and he is a person of the ninth layer of the condensation period.

In the past few days, the ninth layer of the condensation stage has begun to appear, but it will not exceed the number of palms.

This is the real main force in the competition for the treasure of the Secret Mansion, especially those who are at the peak of the ninth layer and already have the strength to impact the foundation.

The person in front of him, although he is not the peak realm, is not something that his senior brothers who are at the sixth or seventh level of the Qi Condensation Stage can compete with.

He hesitated for a long time, held up the fragment in his hand and showed it in front of everyone, looked at it intently, not knowing whether to be disappointed or happy, and said softly: "It seems to be just a fragment of a weapon." ”

And everybody saw it for what it was.

It is a piece of metal that is only the size of a baby's palm, and it is irregularly fractured around, and there are some complicated formation patterns on it, but unfortunately it is only partial, and the specific function cannot be seen.

There were even more wisps of blood on it! Obviously, it belonged to the unlucky monk just now.

Everyone was disappointed, and lost their interest in fighting for such a thing.

The male cultivator also felt bored, and was about to throw it into the storage bag casually, when he heard the monk of the ninth layer of the condensation stage say: "I am very interested in the things that come out of the Void Realm, and I am willing to give a hundred lower-grade spirit stones to trade this fragment." ”

"This ......" The male cultivator's face changed, and he carefully glanced at the monk's expression, and then carefully looked at the fragment in his hand.

He thought that since the other party was willing to pay a not too low price to buy something in his hand, he was afraid that this thing was a treasure that he didn't see.

That's how people feel.

If the monk didn't speak, he even planned to go out and throw it away, but when the other man did, he got up.

The monk didn't care, as if he had expected the other party's attitude, and said casually: "This thing is not precious, that is, the material is passable." If I'm not mistaken, there should be a small amount of silver essence in it. But that's all, such a small piece, the value is visible at a glance. ”

The male cultivator became more and more hesitant, and said with a dry smile: "This ......"

Before he finished speaking, he found that the eyes of the person opposite had become cold, and he suddenly struck, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "If Senior Brother wants it, I will cut my love even if I like it." It's just that a hundred lower-grade spirit stones are a little less, if the senior brother is willing to give two hundred, I won't say a word, if there are still treasures in a while, they will also be sold to the senior brother. ”

He thought that he had retreated a lot, and the other party should agree, but when he saw that the man sneered, he shook his head and said, "Some people, they really can't listen to good words......

The male cultivator was stunned, and he didn't know what it meant.

But he saw that the ninth-layer cultivator of the Qi Condensation Stage waved his hand, "Then grab it with your strength!"