Chapter 273: The Yuan Weapon was robbed madly

But even Yuxuan didn't explain, because she didn't know.

"There are still people coming. Someone suddenly reminded.

"Then we'll have to wait. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time looked forward to the opening of the opportunity.

Soon after, another man entered, and they were surrounded by a curtain of blood.

"There are already twenty-six people, and there is one person left. Zheng Yingming said excitedly, and the other Purple Qi Valley disciples were also excited.

At this time, eight people came from a distance, laughing and laughing, including three Purple Qi Valley disciples and five people from other forces.

Lian Yuxuan suddenly stood up and shouted, "Disciples of Purple Qi Valley, you must rush to the square grid as soon as possible, this is an order!"

"Huh?" Seeing this, the three Purple Qi Valley disciples found that it was Lian Yuxuan who had spoken, so they hurriedly ran towards the square, while the disciples of the other five forces looked at this place with a wary expression. Among them, there is one person from the Ji family, two from the Jin Shengmeng, and two people from Yunjiang Valley.

"I've arrived!" A Purple Qi Valley disciple in the middle of the ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm took the lead in rushing up to the square.

Poof!

Four curtains of blood rose one by one, enveloping him.

But this didn't stop yet, and there was a popping sound, and suddenly countless blood curtains shot out from the ground, and then with a thunderous momentum, the two Purple Qi Valley disciples who followed behind were covered in it.

The two disciples screamed a few times, and their bodies were covered with countless bloodshots, and then they exploded continuously, and the blood dissolved in the blood curtain.

"It's good we didn't go over. The five disciples of the other forces in the distance couldn't help but feel lucky when they saw this.

Seeing this, everyone in the Purple Qi Valley was full of grief and indignation, and now there are only sixteen of them left, the martial arts journey is really dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be separated from this world forever, this is the fate of the martial artist, if you are a martial artist who pursues the supreme martial arts, you must fight against fate.

Before the five middle-force disciples in the distance had time to relax, those blood curtains gushing out suddenly turned into hideous claws one by one and grabbed at them.

"Not good!" The five men turned pale with fright when they saw this, and hurriedly wiped their legs and ran.

Poof......

Behind them, countless blood curtains shot out, enveloping them, and for a moment they couldn't escape the fate of the blood in their bodies being drained by the blood curtain, and their bodies expanding and shattering into wreckage.

Seeing this, the faces of the four medium-sized people were like ashes, they were originally full of spirit when they had just entered the island of Guluan City, but now they have become talented and withered, there is only one person left in the Tianjie Sect, only two people left in Yunjiang Valley, only two people left in the Jin Shengmeng, and only three people left in the Ji family.

At this time, everyone realized that it was not only them looking for chance, but also chance looking for them, and there were only twenty-seven lucky ones, and as for the extra people, they were wiped out by chance.

Boom Boom!

The earth suddenly shook violently like an earthquake, and everyone was like a lonely leaf fluttering in the wind, and their hearts were very uneasy.

The curtain of blood that had been gushing out suddenly all fell back into the ground.

This time the shaking became stronger and stronger, and the whole ground seemed to be a rolling wave, and everyone was forced to roll on the ground without stopping, but this time the shaking seemed to be very regular, and everyone was forced to separate.

Then there was a loud bang, and the earth began to separate and drift with the edge of the square as the starting point, with each warrior standing as the center point.

An even stranger phenomenon happened, as if under the intentional control of the square, everyone was arranged together in pairs, and those terrifying blood curtains shot out of the ground again, isolating the two of them in pairs.

Twenty-seven people, divided into fourteen groups, of which thirteen groups had two people locked up together, and one group had only one person, as if it was a disciple of Purple Qi Valley.

Wang Jin found that he was being locked up with a disciple of Yunjiang Valley, and the disciple of Yunjiang Valley seemed to be very jealous of Wang Jin, so he stood far away from Wang Jin, but he didn't dare to get too close to the blood curtain behind him. As for this Yunjiang Valley disciple, Wang Jin could guess that he was just a cultivator in the middle of the eighth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and this person had not harmed himself, so Wang Jin ignored him.

This Yunjiang Valley disciple was the one who was forced by Zheng Yingming to sacrifice his summoned beast at the gate of the mysterious gate, and he was relieved to find that Wang Jin ignored him, and then sat on the ground with dark eyes, falling into the longing for Aihu.

Wang Jin hurriedly looked for the location of Huangfu Yingzi, and he found that on a square not far away, Huangfu Yingzi and Ah Zhi were locked up, so Wang Jin was much more relaxed.

Poof!

Suddenly, in a square, a bloody curtain shot out of the sky, killing the Purple Qi Valley disciple who was locked up alone.

"It can only be in double words!" I don't know if someone exclaimed, only people who are together in pairs will not be attacked by some terrifying underground blood curtains.

Zheng Yingming hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, pay attention, no matter what contradictions occur, even if you kill someone, you must leave an even number in the end!"

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and said in his heart, can this be controlled?

Just when everyone was nervous, suddenly every square surrounded by the blood curtain made a palpitating sound, but instead of the blood curtain gushing out, all kinds of things spewed out, and each square surrounded by the blood curtain spewed out one thing.

These things have balls, bowls, brass bells, swords, swords, spears......

"It's Yuan Qi and Pill!"

Everyone is crazy about robbing!

If the martial artists with similar cultivation were locked up together, they would be afraid of each other's distance, but if one of them took the opportunity first, the other side would stop it, and it was a stalemate for a while.

However, if it is two people whose cultivation is too far apart, the martial artist with high cultivation will unceremoniously take advantage of the opportunity, and if the other party with low cultivation dares to make any moves, then the martial artist with high cultivation does not mind killing the other party.

But there are exceptions, the disciples of the Purple Qi Valley are the most, and there are often two disciples of the Purple Qi Valley who are locked up together, and even Yuxuan seems to have explained in advance, whenever the disciples of the Purple Qi Valley find an opportunity, they will put it away first, and then divide it when it is safe.

"Hahaha, brother, I'm sorry, this thing is mine. Zheng Yingming smiled fiercely, and in front of Fang Zhenghui, he swaggered and grabbed a bowl-shaped yuan weapon, and the two were locked together.

Although I don't know what the effect of this bowl-shaped yuan weapon is, after all, it is also a medium-grade yuan weapon, which can only be qualified by the elder level of the inner sect of the great sect, and other small and medium-sized forces may not be able to have a medium-grade yuan weapon even if they are at the elder level, so Zheng Yingming smiled.

Fang Zhenghui was red-eyed, but he was afraid of Zheng Yingming's cultivation, so he could only choose to swallow his anger.

In another square, Lian Yuxuan closed the door with a fellow door, Lian Yuxuan picked up a cyan pill, her fellow door did not stop it but felt very happy, being able to be locked alone with the goddess was something he never dreamed of.

Surrounded by the blood curtain where Wang Jin was, a string of bead bracelets appeared, and I saw that this bead bracelet was composed of thirty-six white beads, and I couldn't see what these beads were made of, but each bead looked very hideous, because each bead was engraved with a different human face, and each face had different facial expressions, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they looked very painful.

Wang Jin and the disciple of Yunjiang Valley were all staring closely at this string of white beads, although the two of them were separated from this string of beads at a long distance, they could both sense the eerie aura coming from this string of beads.

"What's your name?" Wang Jin stared at the Yunjiang Valley disciple with blazing eyes.

"My name is Zhang Cuitian, I am a disciple of Yunjiang Valley, I had a good friend who summoned a beast before, and was ...... ......" Speaking of this, this Yunjiang Valley disciple choked up again.

"I took the string of beads. Wang Jin said in an irrefutable tone.

"......" Zhang Cuitian was silent.

Wang Jin always paid attention to Zhang Cuitian, although Zhang Cuitian also had an extreme desire for this string of beads, but he did not dare to fight with Wang Jin.

Wang Jin put the white beads in his hand and tossed them, and then roughly studied them, and found that apart from the outrageous chill from the beads, he couldn't see anything else peculiar.

Try refining it?, Wang Jin then thought to himself.

Thinking of it, Wang Jin injected the power of the Heavenly Wolf Yuan Spirit into the white beads, and after a while, he easily found the array eye left on it, this thing is an ownerless thing, so it is not difficult to refine.

"Medium-grade yuanqi?" Wang Jin was slightly happy, but he was not as surprised as others, after all, he also had a few medium-grade yuanqi.

Now he has the Yuan Weapons on the table, which are the quasi-middle-grade Yuanqi Liuyun Chasing Windmill, the middle-grade Yuanqi Soul Slashing Gun, the quasi-high-grade Yuanqi Broken Mirror Chain Armor (this treasure is obtained from Situ Zhuxing, and it cannot be refined for the time being), as well as the quasi-high-grade Yuanqi Xuanmiao celestial phenomena given by the master Zhao Jianpeng. If he showed one of these things, he could make the world blush.

Zhang Cuitian on the opposite side also knew that the white beads were medium-grade yuanqi, and his eyes showed fanaticism, but when he thought of his dead tigress, his eyes suddenly dimmed again.

Wang Jin got the right to use this treasure, so he injected his consciousness into it to investigate, and after a while, his face was shocked.

The faces depicted on the thirty-six white beads were not ornaments, they were not dead creatures, but living creatures, and to be exact, on each bead of the beads was sealed thirty-six miserable souls!

What kind of pain do these people have to go through before they are born, so that their souls will always be fixed on such painful expressions...... Wang Jin was stunned for a while, this thing was an evil thing, an extremely evil thing.

Wang Jin had an impulse to liberate the thirty-six painful souls in the beads, but he thought about it calmly: the thirty-six painful souls had been refined and contained by this thing, and they would be one with this thing from then on, and the body was the bead, even if they were released to attack the enemy, what went out would only be power, and if the beads of the body were not destroyed, they would not die.

Wang Jin had no choice but to surpass them, but what he definitely knew was that once the beads were damaged, these souls would definitely be greatly harmed, and at worst, their souls would be scattered.

Now that he has refined the white beads, Wang Jin knows the name of this treasure: Thirty-six Earth Demon Beads!

"What a domineering name, I don't know how powerful this thing is?" Wang Jin said, deliberately looking in the direction of Zhang Cuitian.

Zhang Cuitian's face turned pale when he saw this, and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

Wang Jin laughed and said: "Scare you, as long as you don't beat me, I will use my life to ensure that we get along with each other for the time being." ”

Zhang Cuitian found that Wang Jin had used his life to guarantee it, so he felt a lot more relieved, but he still subconsciously was as far away as Wang Jin could be, and the death of the tigress hit him hard, and he didn't even dare to believe it anymore from his fellow disciples in Yunjiang Valley.

As soon as Wang Jin's mind turned, he put the thirty-six earth beads into the storage ring, and then sat cross-legged and waited in peace.