Feng Qizhang was the closest, of course, and he could see it most clearly, in the collapse of the rocks, a huge black shadow rushed up from the ground, swallowing the ten people of the Bloody Clothes Sect in one bite, and Shi Xiaoyang was the worst, although he was still alive, half of his body was gone.

"Gang Master Feng, help, save me!!"

The severe pain made Shi Xiaoyang's voice miserable, how dare Feng Qizhang save it, his feet slid out of long and deep marks on the ground, and he turned around and ran in the next second after stabilizing his inertia.

The sudden change made everyone's faces look shocked, although the Bloody Clothes Sect was caught off guard, but it could eat ten people in one bite, including a general, and the thing that rushed from the ground was definitely not good.

The face was pale, and the legs were flying, this was everyone's reaction, including Zhang Mochen, however, there was no sound of chasing behind him, when everyone turned around and looked at it with palpitations, only a huge pit was left behind them, and the black giant shadow had long since disappeared, and it was already full to eat ten people in one bite.

One by one, his chest rose and fell violently, his timid face was pale, and he even vomited on the ground at once.

Zhang Mochen wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, it was the first time he felt such a big sense of crisis when he was so big.

"What's that thing?"

"I don't know!"

Zhou Python was also frightened, he had been in the dungeon for a long time, he had seen a bigger world than Tan Lin and others, but his lips were still white.

Zhang Mochen looked at the darkness behind him with palpitations, far away from the range of the torch, and the giant pit became an abyss in the darkness.

"Hey, ten people, it's just gone!" Zhang Mochen spat lightly, although he had a holiday with the Bloody Clothes Sect, but such a death still made him feel compassion.

"There is a cause and there must be an effect, old ten, relax. Zhou Python patted Zhang Mochen's shoulder and said with relief.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, let's go quickly!" Miao Anfeng's position just now was next to Feng Qizhang, and the degree of fright was not weaker than the former, after all, no matter how strong her strength was, she was a woman after all.

Everyone calmed down a little, and quickly came to the south of the cliff under the wall, and the east, west, and north, although the south side is also a mural, however, not only does it not look weird, on the contrary, the mountains and flowing water give people a sense of paradise. If you really want to say something weird, it is the following line of words - looking to the east, the Buddha hides the green mountains!

"What do you mean?"

"Let's find the Buddha in this landscape painting?"

......

Leaving some people on guard, the rest of the people began to grope with torches, looking eastward, Buddha hiding green mountains, at least literally, let people find the Buddha in the painting, and the Buddha is noble, and the direction they are looking for is naturally some high places in the painting, such as the sky, the top of the mountain, and the clouds.

The mural is very large, and the person is not as tall as a tree inside, so vast and only dimly lit torches, the difficulty of finding it can be imagined.

Watching everyone jump up and down, Zhang Mochen clasped his arms to his chest, dragged his chin with one hand, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled together because of his contemplation.

"Buddha, high up!"

"High ......"

"We are born equal, who would dare to be superior?"

His eyes shook, and Zhang Mochen's eyes suddenly dawned.

The Buddha is high up, but it is also a step to climb up, the Buddha saves all sentient beings, and all sentient beings also have Buddha roots.

His gaze swept over the obscurity of the mural, and after a moment, Zhang Mochen locked onto the direction.

In a small stream in the middle of the mountains and forests, a six- or seven-year-old monk was holding a wooden bucket to fetch water, and the wooden bucket surprised and surprised Zhang Mochen, because it was not painted, so the mechanism was it.

Squeezing through the crowd, Zhang Mochen knocked over the wooden barrel, and the water in the wooden barrel poured like a trickle, and the originally static stream in the painting actually began to flow because of the pouring of the wooden barrel, which was extremely real.

With excited eyes, everyone took a few steps back, because the cliff wall was slowly turning like a fan-shaped gate, and the dust was falling and roaring.

When the first crack opened in the cliff wall, the torches were thrown away, because a dazzling yellow light shot out from it.

As the cliff was completely opened, the sky was full of jewels and gold, which completely blinded everyone's eyes.

Everyone just stood in place in a daze, stunned eyes, stiff bodies, and trembling throats, the treasure of the Yuan King was too shocking.

"I'm a fucking bastard!"

If you want to say 'greed', I'm afraid there is no one present who can compare to Zhang Mochen, a pair of black pupils under the sword eyebrows are excited, excited, and flashing.

"Fuck, it's all Lao Tzu, haha!"

Feng Qizhang's wild laughter broke the atmosphere that had been kept quiet because of the shock, and when everyone came back to their senses, the former had already buried himself in the golden mountain.

"Rush!"

"Whoever grabs it is whoever's own!"

......

Boil, boil thoroughly. There were many hardships along the way, but at this time, whether it was the bone-eating corpse worm or the charm mural, even the black unknown creature that swallowed the entire blood-clothed sect turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared from everyone's minds in an instant.

Zhang Mochen also joined the army of robbers, grabbed his hands and feet, used his mouth, and his originally thin small body was filled into a fat man.

I really couldn't take it, Zhang Mochen's teeth itched anxiously, and he took the time to look up at the people around him, most of them were the same as him, but Zhou Python surprised him, the latter was taking a small bag and aiming it at a gold mountain, and the golden gold coins flew in a steady stream from the mouth of the bag.

"It's still the leader who is ruthless!!"

Zhang Mochen scolded jokingly, because he was excited, he forgot that he also had a Qiankun bag, and it was intermediate, the idea was issued, and the mouth of the bag was open, like a pumping machine, sucking the dazzling jewels and gold coins quickly.

The faces of the people around Zhang Mochen were anxious, and the treasures in front of him were getting less and less, and they were all sucked by the former, but there was no way, except for the helm of the four major forces, no one dared to provoke Zhang Mochen, even Shi Xiaoyang, and ran away with a resentful scolding at the moment.

Feng Qizhang, Miao Anfeng and Shi Xiaoyang also had Qiankun bags, at first they just desperately stuffed them in, but after seeing the actions of Zhou Python and Zhang Mochen, they all scolded secretly and then learned the same.

A group of robbers rushed into the treasure, unscrupulously dividing and plundering, half an hour passed, but those treasures were still everywhere, which shows how rich the tomb owner was during his lifetime.

People who don't have a Qiankun bag stop early, they can no longer hold a gold coin on their bodies, although Zhou Python and others have Qiankun bags, but they are all low-level, at this time in the face of the treasure can only look at the ocean and sigh. When their eyes caught a glimpse of Zhang Mochen, who was still 'working hard', they couldn't help but curse secretly, and the Qiankun bag in Zhang Mochen's hand seemed to have become a bottomless pit.

An hour later, Zhang Mochen tied the Qiankun bag tightly and carried it with his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc of satisfaction.

Taking the Qiankun bag back, Zhang Mochen wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, but when he turned around and walked, he found that dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at him tightly, some were envious and some were jealous, and they were not normal eyes anyway.

Walking back to the Black Dragon Gang camp casually, Zhang Mochen smiled at everyone.

"Old ten, there is you!" Zhou Python laughed and said.

"We are ten percent nouveau riche!" Sun Da and others also joked.

Looking at the small money bag on his body, Zheng Tai looked aggrieved, moved to Zhang Mochen's side lightly, secretly ripped off the corner of his clothes, and said, "Good brother, divide me when I go back!"

Looking at Zheng Tai with a pitiful face, Zhang Mochen just wanted to laugh, the gravedigger Zheng Maniac was actually interested in copper smell.

"Brother Jiu, don't you love money?" Zhang Mochen smiled and said softly.

Zheng Tai's face was straight and he immediately retorted: "Fart, who doesn't love money?"

Zheng Tai, who was still excited just now, was immediately embarrassed in the next second, because of excitement, his voice suddenly became louder, which also attracted Zhou Python and others to cast their eyes of abuse and contempt.

Everyone is an acquaintance, even if Zhou Python and the others didn't hear the previous words, they could guess the content, but fortunately, Zhang Mochen quietly agreed, and Zheng Tai smiled stupidly.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of the harvest, the mountains of gold began to flow in a hurry, like mudslides, obviously because everyone took too much, causing the foundation of the gold mountains to loosen.

The Jinshan landslide was like a tide rushing to the beach, and everyone had to retreat more than ten meters, otherwise they would really be drowned by money.

The most tragic thing in life is not that there is no money, but that there is a mountain of gold in front of him but he can't move it, and everyone's face is distressed and sighing. However, at this moment, I don't know who exclaimed.

"Look at it!"

The top of the Jinshan landslide collapsed, but a coffin was also revealed. Everyone stared intently at the highest gold mountain, and the excitement on their faces became stronger and stronger.

What kind of place is this? The tomb of King Yuan, the most valuable thing is not those jewels and gold coins, but the corpse of King Yuan, even a section of tail vertebrae on the buttocks is not something that money can measure.

The grand finale appeared, which completely aroused everyone's greed, and the heavy gold coins and jewels on their bodies instantly turned into stinky shit, and many people had already thrown them to the ground. Since you want to rob the corpse of King Yuan, it is naturally inconvenient to carry so many burdens.

"Haha, the remains of King Yuan are Lao Tzu!"

A wild laugh broke the deadlock, Feng Qizhang stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body rushed up with strength, and the end of his greedy gaze was naturally the coffin on the top of the golden mountain.

"He's your ancestor, how is it yours?"

Another voice sounded closely, and the sneer and ridicule came into everyone's ears along with the sound of breaking wind, and in the next second when Feng Qizhang made a move, Tan Lin also burst out.

"Get out of here!"

Feng Qizhang scolded angrily, turned around in the air and slapped it with one palm, and the powerful vitality squeezed the air with a snapping sound while galloping fiercely.

The corners of his mouth let out a cold reprimand, Tan Lin's face did not change, and a ball of energy light instantly condensed between his palms with the steepness of his eyes, and when the coercion reached its peak, it slammed into the oncoming strong vitality.

Looking at the two people who were scuffling together, Miao Anfeng's face was calm, but her feet had already begun to move slowly, and then she quickly pierced out like a female leopard while people were not paying attention.

"Miao Anfeng, you don't exist for me?"

Zhou Python snorted coldly, his body exploded, and an incomparably powerful attack was triggered, and at the same time, he blocked Miao Anfeng's way.