Chapter 553: What a Poor Ghost

In Chu Qingyun's palm, a cloud of devouring power poured out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

At this time, Luo Wenwen suddenly screamed, "You, you can't kill me!"

"I can't kill you, why?"

Luo Wenwen's face was full of horror, and he shouted like a roar: "My eldest brother is a disciple of the Outer Sect of the Holy Extreme Sect, a ninth-level martial spirit, if you kill me, he will definitely avenge me!"

Outer Sect Seed Disciple.

Hearing this, Chu Qingyun was too, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The Outer Gate Seed Disciple is not the official title of the Holy Extreme Sect, but a title for the very strong ninth-level martial spirit in the Outer Gate.

The so-called seeds mean that they are the ones who have the hope of winning in the Inner Gate Qualification Contest and enter the Inner Gate in the form of passing the Inner Gate Qualification Competition.

The disciples of the outer sect seeds are all ninth-level martial spirits, and they are ninth-level martial spirits whose strength is recognized and strong.

But so what!

The devouring power has been seen by him, not to mention that his brother is an outer disciple of the seed, even if he is an inner disciple, then he will have to die!

Chu Qingyun didn't want to listen to his threats and nonsense anymore, so he directly slapped him on the head, and all the voices stopped abruptly.

The Yuan Power of the Seven People of Luo Wenwen was all swallowed up by Chu Qingyun.

This made the Yuan liquid in his sea of qi also rise by a small margin.

After killing the seven of them, Chu Qingyun waved his hand, and a yuan force swept across the ground, blowing away all the dry bones and ashes on the ground.

On the ground, there were twelve sect tokens left, as well as fourteen storage rings.

The Sect Token of the Holy Extreme Sect, as well as the storage ring, were obviously not made of junk materials, so they were not destroyed under the previous devouring power.

Luo Wenwen They only have seven people, but they have twelve sect tokens on their bodies.

Obviously, they are not good birds, and in this lava field, I am afraid that they will also attack other outer disciples.

When the master died, the sect token naturally became an ownerless thing.

However, the information recorded in it still exists.

Chu Qingyun picked up the sect token of Luo Wenwen, and after a Yuan Force was injected, the name of Luo Wenwen appeared in the corner of the token, and in the middle, a number appeared.

“192”

Obviously, this is the Holy Pole balance of the Lo verse.

"It's less than two hundred, what a poor ghost......"

Seeing this number, Chu Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head.

This holy pole, compared to the more than 94,000 holy poles on his token, is simply pitiful and not worth mentioning.

However, he misunderstood this.

Because it's not that there are few holy poles in the Luo scriptures, but that Chu Qingyun has his holy poles, it's really too many and exaggerated......

Among the twelve sect tokens, as expected, there are no Holy Poles in five of them, and they should have been transferred to themselves by the seven of them.

Of the remaining seven pieces, the Luo verse has the most, nearly two hundred holy poles.

For the rest, the two eighth-level martial spirits were in their early hundreds.

Seventh-level martial spirits are not even a hundred, more than sixty, and few, only more than twenty.

After killing seven people, the Holy Pole obtained was only 560 points.

After all of them were transferred to his own sect tokens, Chu Qingyun now had a total of ninety-four thousand nine hundred and sixty holy poles.

As for the fourteen storage rings, Chu Qingyun took a general look at them, and there was nothing particularly noteworthy.

So, he just picked out the Yuan Spirit Liquid, and the rest were all piled up in an area of his storage ring.

Chu Qingyun's storage ring has a very large space.

Ever since he stepped into the Bloodbathed Lands, he had stuffed all the contents of the storage rings he had acquired into his rings.

So far, it's only a third of it.

However, he has collected a lot of storage rings of various sizes, and if they are added together, I am afraid it will be a lot of wealth.

"Speaking of which, it seems like it's time to clean up these groceries and storage rings......"

Holding fourteen empty storage rings, Chu Qingyun couldn't help but mutter.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head and put away the storage rings casually.

If you want to sell these things, you still have to go outside, and it's better to have a city like Tianwu City.

Because, in the Holy Pole Sect, whether it is to sell in the trading area or directly to the sect, it is really a loss, and the price is definitely much worse than outside.

A few spirit-level divine weapons, or some elixirs, those small money, Chu Qingyun didn't care, so he bought them directly in the outer gate trading area.

However, although the value of each of these things he had accumulated since the Bloodsoaked Land was not too high, it was not a small amount when they were accumulated.

Chu Qingyun is not short of money now, so he doesn't want to suffer that loss.

Among the storage rings of the seven people, there were more than 20,000 Yuan Spirit Liquid, which could be regarded as replenishing Chu Qingyun's Yuan Spirit Liquid reserves.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Chu Qingyun started again, thinking about how he could get his hands on the lava essence.

Before interrogating the Lo verse.

When he learned that almost everyone in the lava area was looking for him on the periphery, Chu Qingyun had a flash of inspiration in his mind and had an idea.

After thinking about it carefully, Chu Qingyun finally had a plan.

"This time, not only do we have to get the lava essence, but we also have to replenish the Yuan Liquid in the sea of qi to perfection!"

In the dark night, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on Chu Qingyun's face, and then he rushed towards the periphery of the lava field.

These people in the lava area were all looking for Chu Qingyun, just to kill him and seize the holy pole in his sect token.

Since this is the case, then Chu Qingyun and he don't have to show mercy to his subordinates, and he doesn't need to talk about the feelings of the same family.

The outer part of the lava field.

A group of four people, under the leadership of an eighth-level martial spirit, wandered aimlessly, using the light of Yuan Force from time to time to check some dark places where people could hide.

"Big brother, let's wander around here like a headless fly, can we find that Chu Qingyun?"

"The possibility of finding it is too small, maybe he would have fled back to the sect a long time ago......"

The two of them couldn't help but mutter.

The eighth-level martial spirit shook his head and said, "The possibility of finding it is small, but once it is found, a sixth-level martial spirit will carry more than 90,000 holy poles......

The eighth-level martial spirit said, and the eyes of the four of them became hot and eager again.

Many people in the lava area, although they are constantly searching for Chu Qingyun, in their hearts, they actually know it, and the possibility of finding it is not at all.

However, the temptation of more than 90,000 holy poles is too great.

It's so big that they want to keep trying, even if they have the slightest chance.

At this moment, from the depths of the lava field, a person suddenly appeared.

"Four senior brothers, I want to inquire below, do you know the news of the lava essence in this lava field?"

This person is naturally Chu Qingyun. (To be continued.) )