Chapter Eighty-Five: The Battle for Treasures
He's a little too much...
Sure enough, after dealing with the two of them again, his divine soul power was no longer sustainable, and he could no longer control the vines to kill people from such a long distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
It also means that if he wants to rely on vines next, he can only kill people at close range!
But this is not feasible, there are more than 20 people on the other side, and only four people have been killed now, and there are still 20 left, and each of them has a very high cultivation, once the distance is shortened, he will suffer!
"You forced me!" Shen Qiansan's eyes flickered with a cold light, and he suddenly withdrew the vines, and in an instant, all the mechanisms arranged along the way were pulled.
These students of Danxiang Academy were caught off guard, and sometimes the branches that originally stretched into the ground suddenly popped up, just the branches, and the key was that there were several sharp wooden thorns on the branches.
Although they were not killed with their cultivation, they were caught off guard after all, and most of them were slightly injured.
Fortunately, when I walked some distance and got closer to the wooden house, all the annoying mechanisms were gone.
It wasn't until this moment that they discovered that four of their teammates had mysteriously disappeared.
"Damn, Lao Tzu caught this Shen Qiansan, I have to pick his skin!" a seventh-level Qi cultivator scolded fiercely.
"I'm going to scald him with boiling water a hundred times like a poultry!"
"Bunny!"
"Pheasant!"
"Goat!"
One by one, they gritted their teeth, looking extremely angry.
Wuzhen was really confused, and couldn't help but ask, "Why?"
"Silly comparison!" everyone looked at each other angrily, "this kid is a dirt bun from the mountains of the Ruined Land, don't you find that all these tricks he is engaged in are to catch game? It's not as good as that!"
Wuzhen suddenly realized, and was immediately filled with righteous indignation: "Then I'll burn it two hundred times!"
It's a pity that Shen Qiansan's soul consumption is too huge now, and he can't spy on the situation here, otherwise he would probably laugh out loud when he heard these words.
If only these people were really rabbits and pheasants, why should he work all night to control the plant arrangement?
Everyone continued to move forward, this time with experience, the four people who disappeared mysteriously before were the worst cultivators, and there must have been some accidents behind them, so this time the first ones were all weak in cultivation, and those with higher cultivation walked behind.
There were no accidents along the way, although the abnormal dead silence made them feel a little abnormal, but in their opinion, Shen Qiansan could only arrange some traps for the catcher, so he didn't care.
The group of people got closer and closer to the cabin in the tree, and finally, at sunrise, they reached the bottom of the treehouse.
Everyone searched around and patrolled around for a while before checking the treehouse.
It was indeed a new one, and the scars of the felling were still very new, and even the sap of the trees was still flowing out, giving off a fresh fragrance.
"You go up first!" Xu Chongwei's right-hand man Peng Chun, as the person with the highest cultivation and the celebrity in front of Xu Chongwei, naturally became the leader of the entire team.
He was worried about what tricks Shen Qiansan would do, with his cultivation in the early stage of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, of course it was impossible to hurt him, but if he was embarrassed later, he would lose face in front of these junior disciples, because he didn't want to be the first to go up.
The students who had low cultivation in front of them were so happy that they jumped up the big tree and got into the cabin.
"Ahh
"What's wrong?" Peng Chun hurriedly asked.
"Senior Brother Peng, we... Ah, we're fine!" The person who answered apparently changed his tune.
Peng Chun frowned and waved at a few people next to him, and then he and a few people flew up and landed at the entrance of the tree house.
Hiding behind the trunk of the tree, a few people looked inside, and saw that the people who came up just now were really fine, and they were looking around, but they didn't find anything.
Peng Chun walked in, looked around, and said in a deep voice, "Who answered just now?"
A sixth-level Qi cultivator hurriedly stood up, "Senior Brother Peng, it's me!"
The tone of his voice was obviously a little uneasy, and his expression seemed to be in trouble, and he peeked at Peng Chun from time to time.
This scene fell in the eyes of those who came up just now, and they suddenly became nervous one by one.
"What are you hiding?" This person really can't lie, or maybe he has a weak heart, and he was immediately seen by Peng Chun.
"I, Senior Brother Peng, I'm not hiding anything!" the man was stubborn.
"Look for death!" Peng Chun's face turned cold, he raised his hand and pointed out, and suddenly a thin flame flew out from between his fingers, and with a soft sound, a small transparent hole was burned in the person's shoulder.
"Ahh
Peng Chun squatted down, grabbed the man's hair, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to say it? It was the shoulder just now, but this time, it should be the head!"
"Say, I say!" The man was frightened, sweating profusely, and trembling his hands felt a sword from the storage bag, and immediately said, "Just... When we came in just now, in... In this place... There are more than a dozen magic weapons on the ground, all of them... It's all like this!"
The moment Peng Chun took out the small sword from this person, his eyes suddenly straightened.
"Ground-level mid-grade magic weapon?" Peng Chun grabbed the sword and muttered to himself.
"What?" The faces of the seven people who came up with him changed, and they all came to Peng Chun's side.
Sure enough, this is a mid-grade magic weapon at the prefecture level.
The eight people slowly stood up, their eyes swept over the other eleven people, and said lightly, "What?
"Senior Brother Peng, this is what we get, we are first-come, first-served, you... You can't snatch it!" one of the students said in a deep voice, clutching the storage bag.
"Oh, hehe, interesting!" Peng Chun smiled, "First come, first served, but if you don't have a life, it's for nothing!"
As he spoke, he swayed forward, and suddenly a translucent sword with a green and yellow color like a poop suddenly 'grew' in his hand.
The light flashed, and suddenly the blood arrows flew up, and the person who was speaking righteously just now was only a headless corpse at this moment.
"Shhh
Peng Chun turned his head and looked at the other seven Qi cultivation monks at the seventh or eighth level, "What are you waiting for?"
A monk swallowed, looked at the head that was still rolling on the ground, and asked with difficulty, "Both... Kill them all?"
"The matter has come to this, what do you think? With Shen Qiansan taking the blame, what are we afraid of? I have thought about it, what does a medium-grade magic weapon of the prefecture level mean!"
As soon as Peng Chun said this, the eyes of the seven people suddenly lit up, and the other people's faces suddenly changed greatly, and they looked at Peng Chun in disbelief.
"Brother Peng, mine is for you!" Gou Long and Wuzhen had some friendship with Peng Chun, and they did not hesitate to give their treasures at this moment.
"Hmm!" Peng Chun nodded, "But you two actually dare to deceive me this time, go back and plant me a good spirit plant for a year!"