readx;? There were four or five thousand people in the square, and naturally not only Du Feng was so worried, but there were also many people who were also thinking, but they couldn't think of a reason. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Full text reading]

At this moment, the continuous sound sounded from all directions in the valley, and everyone was shocked, thinking that something was wrong, and they were on guard, and looked at the sound, but saw a ray of light rising from the ground and rushing into the air.

Countless rays of light appeared, all kinds of colors, and in each ray of light there was a thing, or weapons, or elixirs, or jade slips, or ores, or storage bags! Several rays of light also rose in the square, wrapped in several spiritual weapons, and flew towards the air.

When everyone was puzzled, a deep and old voice sounded in everyone's ears, "Fellow Daoists who have come in from the outside world, this treasure is the gift that the old man said to you, you can all take it, whoever gets it will be whoever's, and besides, the children of my prisoner clan will also participate in the robbery! Don't blame me for not making it clear in advance!"

"What? is that!" someone exclaimed, isn't this a bare land to let the tribes kill each other and compete for treasures?

The people in the square were furious, but their eyes were immediately hot, because among the treasures that appeared, there were artifacts, and the valley was still emitting light from the ground in all directions. That is, there are still a large number of treasures.

At a cursory glance, there are already thousands of them, and there are many more! There are so many items, just grab a few and send them out! After a burst of anger and commotion among the various ethnic groups in the square, there was a brief silence, and the next moment, they all burst out one after another, rushing towards the nearest glow, scrambling for treasures.

For a time, the square and even the entire valley were in chaos, with angry shouts, scolding, screams, and roars.

"Get out of here, it's mine!" a Terran mid-level war god shouted angrily, clapped his palms, and swung at another demon cultivator who was about to compete with him for a spiritual weapon.

"Boom!" The two high-level gods of war exchanged palms in the air, stirring up a wave of strong qi that swept in all directions, they were snatching a top-level spiritual weapon!

Beside the two of them, there were several people who also had the same mind and wanted to snatch the spiritual weapon, but they were affected by the palms of the two, and they couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, spurting blood from their mouths, and flying out upside down.

"Hmph, don't you want to get out?" one of the high-level war gods snorted coldly, and turned his head slightly to look at the other ones who were in better condition, which were several intermediate war gods.

Those people were swept away by this person's gaze, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, they were cold, they were suddenly shocked, turned around and left, looking for other targets, and did not dare to follow these two people.

"Haha, I grabbed one!" A junior god of war stood in the air, holding a jade bottle in his hand, which he didn't know was He Danyao, and his expression was very excited!

However, he didn't have to be happy for long, poof! There was a muffled sound, a black light flashed, and a heavy long knife slashed through the man's waist, splitting it into two parts, and the original god was also cut to pieces, and died on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a figure dressed in yellow battle armor appeared, it was the prisoner clan of this valley, looking indifferently at the body of this person's whereabouts, holding an object in his right hand, which was the jade bottle that the junior god of war had obtained just now.

Seeing that the disciples of all ethnic groups have moved out to join the ranks of competing for treasures, Du Feng's eyes flashed, and he also moved, for him, there are still two hundred million spirit stones left to save his mother from the punishment of grounding, since there are so many treasures at this moment, he naturally will not watch it, even if there is danger, it must be taken.

Du Feng's figure flashed, and he rushed somewhere, where a glow appeared from the ground, and inside was a storage bag, I don't know what it contained, and at the same time, Du Feng also released Jin Li and let her participate in the competition.

Du Feng was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to the light of the sun, stretched out his hand, and was ready to put away the storage bag. At this moment, a crisis arose in his heart, Du Feng's figure twisted, flashed to the side, and a silver light flashed, passing from the position he was in just now.

It was a fierce sword aura! If Du Feng didn't dodge in time, I'm afraid he would have been pierced by that silver light long ago. Turning his head to look behind him, a young man in a white robe was looking at Du Feng with a little surprise, as if he didn't expect Du Feng to be able to dodge his blow.

"It's not easy for a little junior god of war to be able to dodge my blow!" the young man in white glanced at Du Feng with some disdain and said coldly.

This person was an intermediate god of war, holding a long sword, although he was talking to Du Feng, his eyes immediately fell on the storage bag beside Du Feng, and his eyes were hot.

Just after being attacked by the assassin, Du Feng felt a burst of anger in his heart, if it weren't for him, if it was someone else, even if it was an intermediate god of war, if he slowed down a little, he would have been seriously injured at this moment, and even died!

"This storage bag is mine! If you know each other, get out of here, or you'll turn into a corpse!" As if seeing the anger on Du Feng's face, the young man in white snorted coldly and said coldly.

"It depends on whether you have the ability to take him away!" Du Feng's eyes were cold, his figure flashed, and he appeared on the edge of the storage bag, and with a lift of his right hand, a spiritual light shot out, and rolled the storage bag into his hand.

"Looking for death!" Seeing this, the young man in white shouted angrily, his body burst out, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, dozens of sword shadows appeared, roaring towards Du Feng and drowning, "Dare to grab something from me, you are dead!"

With a slight wave of Du Feng's right hand, the storage bag had disappeared, and he didn't have time to look at what was inside, because the young man with the sword had already attacked him.

The sword aura was fierce, killing the forest, blocking all the ways out around Du Feng, making Du Feng have no escape. It's just that Du Feng didn't think about running away at all, he wanted to hide, his eyes flashed, he drank softly, his hands clenched into fists, and his fists were punched, and he met the other party directly.

"Dare to take my long sword with your bare hands, it's like looking for death!" A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, as if he saw Du Feng's arms cut off and he was seriously injured.

With a soft sound, Du Feng's fists slammed into the sword shadow in the sky, and suddenly, the sword shadow broke inch by inch, turned into a little spiritual light, and dissipated in the void. At the same time, Du Feng's fists kept castrating, and he was still rapidly blasting towards the young man in white.

The young man in white was shocked, he didn't expect Du Feng to be so powerful, he would blast away his attack with one punch, and he still had the strength to deal with himself, but he immediately gritted his teeth, thinking that Du Feng might be wearing fists on his hands, otherwise he would not be able to block himself, and now he must be at the end of the crossbow, and he will not be able to cause harm to himself.

With a cold snort, the long sword in the young man in white was horizontal, blocking his chest and catching Du Feng's attack.