Although the light shield wrapped in the coffee table was not low in defense, it could block the mid-stage Jindan martial artist for a quarter of an hour, but it could not block the power of the late-stage Jinda martial artist.

After the light mask shattered, Mo Wen's sleeves rolled up, and the mace suddenly flew upside down, flying directly to Chen Wuhui on the side.

The lower grade spirit weapon was of little use to Mo Wen, but it was of great significance to the Wu Nian Sect.

Therefore, Mo Wen also generously gave the spiritual weapon to Chen Wuhui, after all, the stronger the Wunian Sect, the better it would be for him.

"Thank you for not asking your friends."

As soon as Chen Wuhui's sleeves were rolled, he rolled the spiritual weapon into his sleeves, and bowed his hand slightly to Mo Wen, with some gratitude in his eyes.

Maybe you can't look down on the inferior spiritual weapons, but the spiritual weapons are priceless things after all, even if you can't use them, you can exchange them for other treasures. Even sects like the Five Beast Sect and the Purple Qi Pavilion couldn't casually give a spiritual weapon to someone else.

Mo Wen didn't say a word, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the next light mask, directly two fists, the light mask directly shattered, turned into a point of light and dissipated in the air, a spiritual weapon was exposed, Mo Wen waved his hand, and the spiritual weapon flew towards Chen Wuhui again.

Concocted in this way, after a while, Mo Wen shattered the three light shields and obtained three spiritual weapons for the Wunian Gate.

And at this time, an elder of the Purple Qi Pavilion had barely smashed a light mask, and other martial artists had not even shattered a light mask, and the gap between the efficiency was clear at a glance.

After trying a few more times, Bu Changkun finally gave up the move of flying on the stone pillar, and at this time he also knew that with his ability, he couldn't fly at all.

He glanced down, raised his eyebrows slightly, snorted slightly, and then the figure pounced down. Fly straight to the light masks on the ground. As for the other martial artists in the late stage of the Golden Great, they had given up before this and returned to the ground one after another, bombarding those light shields to fight for more treasures for their sects.

After all, if a few of them are too persistent and waste time on useless places, it is very likely that they will not have a chance with the treasures on the stone pillars, and the treasures on those coffee tables will also lose a lot, and both ends will be empty.

With a few martial artists from the late Jindan to join. Mo Wen's advantage was much smaller, but he was one step ahead of the others, so the treasures harvested by the Wunian Sect were still the most among all the sects.

In a moment's effort, all the light masks were shattered, and all the treasures on the ground were divided up by the major ancient martial arts sects.

"Hmph, Wu Nianmen picked up a big bargain."

Jiang Pingzhou, the master of the Medical Sect, snorted coldly, and looked at Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui with some unkind eyes, before Mo Wen didn't care about the treasures on the stone pillars, and focused on the treasures on the ground. More treasures were harvested than they were. Of the thirty treasures on the coffee table, at least ten were in the hands of Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui.

"Why, the master of the dignified medical sect, you don't eat meat if you have it. Ran to grab soup with us, and envy others for drinking too much? ”

Mo asked lightly. The implication is obviously that Jiang Pingzhou is not willing to snatch the treasure on the stone pillar, and after the mistake, he is envious and jealous of those who retreat to the second.

"Not really. The Medical Sect is such a big sect, how can there be a sect master who disregards his identity and image so much. ”

Chen Wuhui shook his head and sighed, cooperating with Mo Wen's singing and harmonizing words.

"You're looking for death!"

Jiang Pingzhou didn't expect it. Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui actually dared to mock him in public like this, the Medical Sect may not be the most powerful sect in the Qinggu Secret Realm, but he is the oldest person among the martial artists here. In terms of cultivation, I'm afraid that Bu Changkun and the Lord of Yerong Pavilion are not as good as him, who dares to talk to him like this in ordinary times, if he endures it again, I'm afraid that he, the master of the Medical Sect, really doesn't have to go now.

A terrifying aura erupted from Jiang Pingzhou's body, the white robe blew in the wind, and the strong wind swept in all directions, and several martial artists standing around him retreated one after another, and they were all a little unstable.

The white shadow flashed, Jiang Pingzhou's figure appeared in front of Mo Wen, the terrifying internal qi shrouded down, and one hand grabbed Mo Wen's throat with lightning speed, and the surrounding space was almost completely blocked by Jiang Pingzhou's terrifying internal qi.

But Mo Wen only shook his shoulders slightly, and a breeze swept across the ground, and the blockade formed by Jiang Pingzhou's internal qi condensed disappeared in an instant. Mo Wen's figure seemed to merge into the breeze, and when the wind disappeared, his figure also appeared ten meters away, and every breath was natural and silent.

Jiang Pingzhou struck a blow and completely missed.

The Yerong Pavilion Lord and Bu Changkun, who were standing not far away, looked at Mo Wen fiercely, with a look of shock in their eyes, the moment Mo Wen dodged Jiang Pingzhou's attack just now, even if they didn't see the way and traces, what kind of body was it, it was so magical!

Jiang Pingzhou's eyes also changed slightly, and he looked at Mo Wen with a solemn face, he knew that Mo Wen was very strong, so with the blow just now, he showed all his cultivation advantages, hoping to suppress Mo Wen with his strong cultivation.

But he didn't want to, no matter how advanced his cultivation was, Mo Wen was like a ball of cotton, and he was not strong at all.

Under normal circumstances, it is naturally impossible for such a thing to happen, Mo Wen must have cultivated some magical martial arts to achieve this point.

"Old thing, don't blame me for not reminding you, at this time there is infighting, be careful that your life is not guaranteed."

Mo Wen said with a cold face, the reason why he dodged was not because he was afraid of Jiang Pingzhou, but because there were other dangers in this hall.

"Arrogance!"

Jiang Pingzhou was simply angry, this young man is really not ordinary arrogance. It's like pointing at his nose and saying he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

"My life is not guaranteed, I want to see how my life is not guaranteed!"

His body trembled a little with anger, and he was ready to kill this little beast in the palm of his hand, regardless of his efforts and Mo Wen.

But at this time, the unexpected happened.

The eight large stone pillars suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and the next moment, a white light curtain fell from the sky, enveloping the entire hall in an instant.

"It's snowing!" A warrior subconsciously shouted.

"It's cold!"

"What's going on, it's so cold! My body was stiff. ”

……

All the martial artists in the main hall immediately discovered that something was wrong with the surrounding environment, only to see snowflakes slowly falling from the sky, and an amazing chill filled the main hall, not to mention ordinary people, even the martial artists of the Jindan realm would freeze in such a cold air.

In just a few moments, the hall was covered with a layer of snow, and everywhere in sight was covered in silver.

Whoosh!

There were walls on all sides, but suddenly a strong wind blew in the main hall, which not only made the air even colder, but also continued to blow like knives on the warriors. It was like a knife hitting their bodies, forcing them to use their internal qi to form a protective shield against the cold wind.

For a while, all the warriors seemed to be standing in the wind and snow, and it was an extraordinary wind and snow.

Mo Wen squinted his eyes slightly, and an invisible flame was carried in his inner body, slowly dispelling the astonishing cold. It was obvious that some mysterious power had been induced just now, and such a strange scene would appear in the main hall, which was very similar to the Wind and Snow Array of the Wunian Gate, but the effect of the cold was ten times that of the Wind and Snow Array.

Sudden change, Jiang Pingzhou had to give up on Mo Wen, and looked around vigilantly.

"Another formation."

Yerong Pavilion Lord Liu frowned slightly, constantly running the internal qi to dispel the terrifying cold qi, in such an environment, even if she was a little struggling, let alone other martial artists. This hall is probably not as simple as they imagined.

Suddenly, Bu Changkun turned his head suddenly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the mahogany coffin in the center of the main hall, although all the warriors saw it, but no one paid attention to the coffin, but focused on the treasures in the main hall.

After all, the treasure is in front of them, and no one is interested in paying attention to a person who died many years ago.

But at this time, the mahogany coffin emitted a bewitching red light, like a ruby. In the snow-capped hall, it is particularly bewitching.

Almost at the same time, everyone subconsciously looked at the coffin, and no one expected that a coffin would have such a strange vision.

Mo Wen clenched his fists, his eyes were full of vigilance, and as soon as his wrist flipped, Qingyuan Realm appeared in his hand.

"What's that?"

A warrior suddenly pointed to the sky, only to see the red coffin, which shot out a red light, shining on the dome of the main hall. Then something that looked like a picture scroll fell from the sky.

When the scroll fell fifty meters above the ground, it suddenly unfolded, and then the golden beans continued to spill down.

One by one, the warriors looked at this scene inexplicably, not knowing what was going on, how could beans spill in the sky.

Mo Wen's face changed slightly, and he flicked his sleeves suddenly, and a strong wind blew up, sweeping away all the beans that fell on him.

Seeing this, Chen Wuhui beside him, although he didn't understand why, he also did the same, and swept away all the beans around him.

In a matter of moments, the beans fell to the ground.

Ahhh

Almost at the same time, screams continued to sound, metal collided, and the sound of swords and halberds continued to be heard.

I saw that in the main hall, I don't know when, suddenly there were more soldiers wearing armor and holding swords, guns and halberds, those soldiers waved the weapons in their hands, ruthlessly attacking the warriors in the hall, many warriors were caught off guard, and they were hit.

"Sure enough, the legendary beans are sprinkled into soldiers, and they are so powerful."

Mo Wen glanced at the main hall, and felt a little chill in his heart, there were suddenly more than a hundred soldiers in armor in the main hall, and those soldiers were not ordinary soldiers, but the legendary bean-scattering soldiers. (To be continued......)