He alone is definitely not the opponent of Wang Ting and the two, although he knows that Wang Ting's sword must be his hole card before, and it is impossible to use it unscrupulously.

But the sword was still eyeing at the side, thinking of this, Bei Wuxian walked towards the remaining seven storage rings with an expression on his face.

After taking one, he left here directly with someone.

And the final ownership of the remaining six storage rings fell to Wang Ting and Bajian.

At this moment, the old man in the ancient road robe spoke: "This storage ring, my Holy Sect wants two. ”

Wang Ting's brows furrowed when he heard this, and the overlord sword on his side was the same, but the words of a king realm powerhouse, no one in the audience dared to ignore it, and looked at Murong Xingyun, seeing that he nodded, Wang Ting was not talking.

After the old man who claimed to be a saint took away the two storage rings, there were only four storage rings left in the field, one large and three small.

Before Wang Ting could open his mouth, the sword on one side had already spoken, and his voice was dry and the voice of gold and iron was mixed with the sound of gold and iron: "Among the remaining storage rings, the swordsmanship belongs to me, and the others belong to you." ”

Seeing Wang Ting's brows furrowed, Bajian also thought that Wang Ting also used a sword, and after pondering for a long time, he said slowly: "You can rub a copy by yourself, but originally I wanted to take it away." ”

Wang Ting raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Deal!"

The most precious glittering golden storage ring was pinched in Wang Ting's hand, and Wang Ting was stunned the moment his divine sense penetrated into it.

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Three days later, a huge pit appeared under a side hall in the underground ruins, and Murong Xingyun and Wang Ting each held a hoe at the bottom of the pit and then dug the pit.

Three days had passed since that day, and three days had been enough time for everyone to disperse, and all forces had withdrawn.

At present, only Wang Ting and Murong Xingyun are left.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Murong Xingyun kicked the hoe to the side: "Boy, is your map real or fake? It shouldn't be blinded, right? I've been digging for two days in a row, and I haven't seen it to the end, is the divine beast you said here." ”

"Moreover, even if the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint is unreliable, he won't bury the divine beast in the ground, right?"

Three days ago, Wang Ting collected the bones of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint, and accidentally found a row of small characters under the seat of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint, which was said to be buried in the ground with his divine beast.

This is a good thing, Murong Xingyun also saw it at that time, and both of them had red eyes.

If the Divine Beast really exists, then not to mention the treasures obtained by the two of them before, even if the ten storage rings are added together, I am afraid that they are not as valuable as a dime of the Divine Beast.

It is said that the mythical beast has disappeared since ancient times, spanning ancient times and ancient times.

And the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint Mu Lingfeng was just a figure from the ancient times, even if it was at his time, he shouldn't have gotten a divine beast.

Wang Ting didn't reply, to be honest, even Wang Ting was a little confused right now.

I can't tell whether what the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Saint said is true or false.

If it was true, why did he bury the divine beast in the ground.

It's fake, the brain path is just a lie made up by this predecessor who is unwilling for everyone to inherit him?

Just as Wang Ting was thinking, the hoe in his hand suddenly came out with the sound of gold and iron intersecting.

"Sonorous!" the voice was harsh, but when it fell into the ears of the two, it was like hearing the most beautiful notes in the world.

Murong Xingyun sat up with a carp, grabbed Wang Ting's hoe and began to dig up.

With his cultivation, he naturally dug extremely fast, and it didn't take long for the original deep pit to be enlarged by him again.

The object that intersected with the hoe also showed its face.

"Yuan Shi!" Wang Ting and Murong Xingyun's eyes lit up.

Although this thing is similar to Yuanjing, it is completely different from Yuanjing.

The interior is a space of its own, and it is said that in the very old age, a vein of life was born from the original stone.

The Holy Spirit Clan, this clan conquers the heavens and the earth, and reverses the five elements of yin and yang.

As soon as he was born, he had an innate realm of cultivation, and it was even more common for him to enter the royal realm when he became an adult.

According to ancient ancient records, in the three eras, primeval, ancient, and ancient.

In ancient times, there was once a world-strong man in the Holy Spirit Clan, who was invincible in the world for 80,000 years, and the rest of the demon races and human races did not dare to raise their heads.

At that time, the power of the Holy Spirit Clan could be said to dominate the entire Xuanhuang Realm.

It's just that since then, there has never been such a strong person in the Holy Spirit Clan, and until today, the Holy Spirit Clan is also very low-key among the hundred clans, and there is basically no news of them.

And the Yuan Stone can be used to ban all living beings, since ancient times, there have been countless strong people who are unwilling to live and fall, and they have sealed themselves in the Yuan Stone, waiting for the opportunity.

"There really is Yuanshi! It seems that what the old man said is true. Wang Ting's heart was hot.

This is a divine beast, in the primeval time, it has disappeared from heaven and earth.

It is said that when the divine beast roamed the universe, it was called the ancient times by later generations.

However, because it is too old for a single record to be handed down, it is slowly forgotten.

"Boy, you are still young, and there is still a chance, let this divine beast be given to the old man. Murong Xingyun's face was full of joy.

In front of the divine beast, no matter who it was, he couldn't control his joy.

Even Murong Xingyun was like this, with a smile on his old face.

I didn't expect the old man to have such an opportunity, it seems that the world is so big, I should have come out to see it a long time ago.

When I tame the divine beasts, no sect master, any old immortal, I have to stand aside for Lao Tzu.

"Hahaha!" Murong Xingyun looked up to the sky and let out a wild laugh.

Wang Ting didn't plan to fight with him, after all, the divine beast was born as a king realm cultivator, and its vitality was terrifying, far surpassing the human race and other races.

It's not something that Wang Ting can submit to now.

The whole body of Yuanshi is pitch black and translucent, like a black crystal, shining with brilliance, which is extremely dazzling.

The size of the whole yuan stone is no more than half a meter, in the shape of a six-pointed star, but the divine beast can swallow clouds and spit out fog, which can be big or small, and the two of them didn't think much about it.

As soon as he was born, it attracted the convergence of countless vitality between heaven and earth, and in this moment alone, Wang Ting felt that the vitality here had been extremely strong.

Under normal circumstances, the two of them had already started cultivating, but in front of this divine beast, no one had the heart to cultivate.

I don't know how long I waited, but there was no movement in the Yuanshi, Murong Xingyun was anxious: "Could it be that the vitality is not enough?" Thinking of this, Murong Xingyun stretched out his hand, and countless Yuan Jingyang sprinkled out, looking at Wang Ting's eyes red, this old stick's family background is really thick.

The shots are all middle and upper grade Yuan Jing, and you can't see a piece of the lower grade.

The vitality is even stronger, but there is still no movement, Murong Xingyun is anxious, if this situation is to hatch for a year and a half, it will always be discovered.

Thinking of this, for the sake of the divine beast, he also fought, and with a wave of his hand, fifty percent of the treasures obtained in the underground ruins, the Yuanjing Treasure Medicine, flew out, and all of them pounced on the Yuanshi.