Chapter 122: The Cannon Fodder Army Arrives

"You...... You come out, I'm ....... I've seen you. ”

Wang Qi pulled out the little divine blade and looked around vigilantly.

Yet nothing was seen.

A yin wind blew, and he got goosebumps all over his body.

This Nima is too infiltrating, isn't it?

"Nope! Wrong! ”

Wang Qi thought about it, what was he panicking about?

It's just a ghost, it's just a human soul.

Wasn't all the ancestors of the Dongfang family before all soul bodies?

What's so scary?

It's just that the environment here is more permeable.

As soon as he thought of this, a glint flashed in Wang Qi's eyes, and a powerful true qi burst out of his body, turning into lightning and enveloping him.

"Dare to scare Young Master Ben, I think you don't want to live anymore."

A huge power grid, with Wang Qi as the center, wants to spread around.

The attack power of this power grid is very low, but it just turns the true gas into electric wires and condenses into a thunder net.

But Wang Qi didn't want to cause harm to the other party.

It's about finding people out.

And yet, there was still nothing.

Wang Qi didn't believe in evil, so he cut out a few more and cut the sky and the earth.

There was still a deathly silence around, not to mention people.

Not even a sound.

"What the hell is it? Could it be that I'm hallucinating? Forget it, let's go out first.

This place is really infiltrating. ”

Wang Qi scratched his head and stopped tossing.

It doesn't matter what he is, it's just right that he doesn't come out, and it saves trouble.

Anyway, I'm going home now.

.....

Over time.

The barrier outside the valley has been almost destroyed.

Compared with spirit animals, people are much smarter after all.

Those earth-level powerhouses, leaving low-level martial artists to block the spirit beasts.

Form up in small groups and break into the valley one after another.

They didn't come here to play with spirit beasts.

"Damn, who picked all the wisteria fruits here!"

A group of strong men who were the first to enter the valley and rushed into the passage saw that the thick wisteria was bare.

There are also traces of picking on it.

At that time, some people couldn't stand it.

This is a wisteria fruit!

How much do you have to sell for so much wisteria fruit?

But now it's been given by someone and picked up a fine light.

"His grandmother's, it must be that damn sword cultivator, he must have a storage bag on him."

"It's too frustrating to pick all the fruits and not even leave us a mouthful of soup, isn't it?"

"Brute, I don't care what kind of sword cultivation he has, let me touch him, I must kill him."

All the strong men shouted, and their eyes were red.

Clamoring to kill that, the mysterious sword cultivator.

Of course, most of them are just shouting.

If you really let them make a move, I guess they don't have the courage to do it.

"Alright, okay, it's just an appetizer!

I see that the aura of this place is surging, and it must be the place where the predecessors can sit and transform.

The further you go inside, the more intense the aura becomes, and there must be something better than the wisteria fruit in it. ”

A man dressed as a Confucian shook his feather fan lightly and said lightly.

This person's name is Chang Song, who is both civil and military, and is a rare talent.

In one of the faculties, he served as the deputy dean.

The comprehensive strength is also above Zhoucang.

"That's right! That's right, there's a lot of good stuff in there, let's not waste time here, the people behind are about to catch up. ”

"Yes, yes, go quickly, or the things inside will be taken away by that damn sword cultivator."

"Let's go, don't be verbose."

.....

As soon as Chang Song spoke, everyone echoed in unison.

These people are temporary regiments.

Everybody has some background, background.

No one is convinced of anyone.

So they elected Chang Song and became the temporary head of the regiment.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, and the name of Chang Song, are still well-known in the Northern Wilderness.

However, when they rushed into the cave.

When I saw the patches and patches, the bare medicine fields.

All are petrified.

So many elixirs, all of them have been picked?

In the air, there seemed to be the smell of those elixirs.

Some strong people who are familiar with pharmacology have tears to stay.

! So many outrageously precious elixirs have been picked clean?

There are a lot of medicinal herbs, they haven't even seen them!

The most outrageous thing is that he didn't even let go of the spiritual soil in the medicine field.

It's all scraped away.

Oh, my God!

Is this still human?

Mount Tai has been collapsing in front, and the face does not change the color of Chang Song.

His face was also gloomy and about to drip water.

He didn't expect that the speed of that sword cultivator to be so fast.

And also!

How did he take so many elixirs?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

Space Ring!

Right! That's right, the one that can hold so many things at once must be the space ring.

Chang Song's breathing became faster and shorter.

He bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly calmed himself down, and said lightly:

"Search around, he is only one person after all, and there will definitely be something missing."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Didn't say much.

They dispersed and began to search for the elixir that had "survived".

Chang Song didn't move.

His head spun rapidly.

He!

Thinking!

That sword cultivator is strong, and he also has a space ring, and there must be a powerful master behind him.

He may even be the Holy Land, the cultivated Tianjiao.

And it's the top-of-the-line kind.

If this kind of person is in normal times, let alone dealing with it, he has to walk around when he sees it.

But man dies for wealth, and birds die for food.

Tsunematsu didn't want to give up this opportunity.

This will be a great opportunity to decide his life!

Not to mention the incomparably precious elixirs on this sword cultivator.

That spatial ring alone was enough for him to take this risk.

What's more, there must be other good things on this sword cultivator.

Even the space ring can be owned, can the things on his body be bad?

Chang Song weighed it for half a minute.

I made up my mind.

He was going to besiege the sword cultivator, snatch what he had, and then fly away.

Find a place, change your face, go incognito, and be a new person.

Relying on those things that were snatched, they have been developed obscenely for decades.

With his qualifications, he will definitely be able to break through the heavenly level and even higher realms.

At that time, he will even have the opportunity to enter the Holy Land and become the one on that person.

Chang Song glanced at the group of powerhouses around him.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You will be my stepping stone on the road to rise! Although his sword cultivation is strong, his cultivation has not reached the heavenly level.

I don't trust people heaps, heaps are not him. ”

Chang Song stood with his hands in his hands, looking in the direction of the passage.

While thinking in his heart, he borrowed a knife to kill people.

While waiting for the rest of the people to arrive.

That sword cultivator is too strong, and he must still have a lot of treasures in the Holy Land on his body.

I'm afraid I can't deal with them alone.

So Chang Song had to wait for the people behind to come.

When the time comes, bring rhythm and incite them to besiege and kill that sword cultivator together.

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