"Ding~ The host uses the 'Three Holy Spirit Fists' to attack Bart, triggering the plundering effect and successfully plundering the 'Black Dragon Pot'!"

Hearing the sudden sound of the system, Su Qi's face also showed a touch of joy.

Subconsciously, Su Qi's gaze glanced at the inventory:

Black Dragon Pot (Broken): A vessel of offerings, containing the aura of the abyss, which is sealed with the spirit of a demon king, the spirit of the dragon, which has been slashed by the host......

"Uh...... I just seemed to be too ruthless with my own things?" Su Qi's eyes suddenly showed a touch of distress.

At this time, Bart was covering his bleeding nose with one hand, and pointing at Su Qi with the other, and on his fingertips, there was a trace of black light slowly condensing, which seemed to contain a strong terror.

"Die!" Seeing that Su Qi seemed to be distracted, a flash of ecstasy flashed in Bart's eyes, and at the same time, a sharp cry came out of his mouth.

But before Bart's words fell, the joy on his face turned into shock, and he saw a sword shadow flash suddenly, and his fingers, along with the black light that had been condensed on his fingers, were cut in two in an instant.

"Ahh

Su Qi looked at Bart indifferently at this time.

The speed at which the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow Sword was flying in the air at this moment seemed to be to the extreme, and one sword after another, it slashed at Bart's body at various tricky angles.

In just an instant, Bart was immediately scarred all over his body, and the original luxurious divine robe became ragged in an instant, but the flesh on his body began to be slashed away by the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow Sword in a frenzied manner, and the blood flowed!

It's just that at this time, Su Qi's expression gradually became serious and deep.

Because...... Su Qi made so many sword moves, but he didn't trigger a plunder!

As Su Qi's face became darker and deeper.

At this time, there are some excellent systems, but they silently want to say: Look at the mouth shape of this system, Black Chief!

It's a pity that the system doesn't have a mouth, so naturally it can't look at its mouth shape......

"Ding~"

The sudden system prompt sound made Su Qi's whole person a spirit.

Su Qi's eyes suddenly revealed an extremely bright light, if he had to give this light a name, it should be called "hope" and "excitement".

"The host uses the 'Old Black Bull Menghan' to attack Alice, triggering the plundering effect and successfully plundering a 'Special Leather Whip'!"

After listening to the whole prompt, Su Qi's face suddenly darkened again.

It turns out that the black chief is still the same black chief!

There is a very uncivilized phrase that Su Qi doesn't know whether to say or not.

At this time, on the other side, the old black bull was already pressing Alice and beating wildly.

......

......

In the Northern Wasteland, it is about a hundred miles away from the Blue Valley Royal Court.

A young man in a dark green robe, with a face that looked more handsome than the other barbarians, and a little thinner in stature, was sitting on a large, vine-like creature.

Around him, there were sacrifices in white robes, and then around, there were guards wearing rattan armor and holding very strangely shaped sickle weapons in their hands.

"Strange, why hasn't this Bart signaled yet?" the young man muttered, with a look of confusion on his face.

This young man is the high priest of life on the throne of the five gods in the sacrificial temple, Bertram.

At this moment, Bertram's face seemed to yawn with a hint of deep exhaustion.

"That'...... High Priest of Life, we are going to ...... now," a white-robed priest behind him asked respectfully.

Bertram glanced at the sacrifice, stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, and said, "Forget it, since the appointed time has passed, but there is no signal, then let's go back!"

"Back to ...... Go back?" the priest's face was full of disbelief.

Bertram nodded and said, "Yes, it was a mistake by Bart and Alice. There is no need for us to do unnecessary work because of their mistakes. ”

"And what if the two of them are in danger, Bart and Alice?" said the priest's face was full of disbelief and a hint of strangeness.

Bertram's slightly handsome face showed an even more strange look: "If Bart and Alice are in any danger, then what are we going to do?"

"Huh?" the priest had a look of bewilderment on his face.

Bertram continued, "Do you think that I, the Great High Priest of Life, with you miscellaneous soldiers, will be able to deal with the enemies that neither the Scarlet High Priest nor the Judge Priest can deal with?

“......”

Suddenly, the priest was dumbfounded by these words.

The surrounding sacrifices, as well as those barbarians wearing rattan armor, were also stunned for a short time, and gradually felt that what the High Priest of Life said was really reasonable!

What a high priest of life!

For a while, the eyes of the many people around him looking at Bertram were full of reverence.

"Let's go!" Bertram said, reaching out and patting the strange vine creature beneath his butt.

As the vine creature moved.

Bertram had a faint smile on his face.

Naturally, saying that he couldn't save people with miscellaneous soldiers, it was just Bertram's stealing of the concept.

The reason why Bertram chose to return to the sacrificial temple was simply because he was lazy.

"Isn't cultivation just about living longer? Isn't it good to lie down well? Why do these people always have to fight and kill? One by one...... I really don't understand the true meaning of life!" Bertram had a look of helplessness on his face.

Then Bertram yawned deeply, and the vine creature immediately squirmed, and then several of the widest vines slowly stretched out, one supporting Bertram's back, one shielding him from the sun, and the other two waving slightly, bringing him a cool breeze.

Bertram lay on the vine, but at once he fell asleep with ease.

When the priests who were closest to Bertram saw this scene, they couldn't help but speak:

"What's going on? Lord Bertram is in such a state...... Do you still need to sleep now?"

"Don't you know? Lord Bertram's practice is to sleep?"

"And this weird way of cultivating?"

"Hey, isn't it as simple as you think......? At the very least, the High Priest of Life lineage, the inheritor has always been the least of the five divine thrones!"

"That's right...... But you can practice while sleeping, and it's really envious to think about it!"

In this way, this group of barbarians who were supposed to be backup have retreated at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, only a group of White Lotus Sect disciples guarding a black coffin were left here, looking at each other.