Volume 6 Chapter 9 [Treasure Hunt]

When Wang Rui walked out of the tent, he saw that many monks were looking up at the sky in the distance, and he couldn't help but look at it curiously.

I saw that in the distance, a tornado mixed with thunder was moving back and forth in the sky near a certain mountain, and strong spatial fluctuations were transmitted from there to the vicinity of the stronghold.

Wang Rui heard that the people around him were talking about how to snatch the treasure after the storm stopped, and he also heard someone say that it was the dimensional crack of the treasure hunting battlefield.

This is a strange space, similar to the common point where multiple dimensions meet, so sometimes there will be treasures from other dimensions or others, entering here through dimensional rifts, thus becoming the focus of everyone's grabbing.

"Why don't you go over and take advantage of it now?" Wang Rui heard a demon clan monk ask, and he also had this doubt, so he listened attentively.

Soon, someone around the man replied, "If you think you have a long life, you can go over now, before the storm stops, if you get too close, you will be swallowed by the dimensional storm, and when the time comes, you won't even have a chance to reincarnate."

"Hiss......" Many people screamed in fright, it turned out that this tornado-like existence was so terrifying.

Wang Rui stood silently in place, waiting for the dimensional storm to disappear like everyone else.

After about half an hour, the storm gradually weakened, and the thunder stopped flashing.

"Let's go!" Soon, someone took the lead in setting up the magic weapon and flying, and at this time, they didn't care about the cost of flying, and they could get more treasures if they could reach the storm one step earlier.

Whoosh ......

Many monks of various tribes followed, and a rainbow light crossed the night sky like a meteor.

Wang Rui decided to observe for the first time, and was not in a hurry to snatch any treasures, after all, the purpose of his coming to the battlefield was mainly to rescue Li Xiyue and get what the Shadow Society wanted, and at the same time, if there was still a chance, he wanted to get some space debris and repair the Prison Soul Tower, as for the rest, he didn't think so much about it for the time being.

He was relatively behind, but he also found that there were people who were slower than him, one of them was an old man with a dark face, a Terran monk, like a farmer, stepping on a hoe and magic weapon, and slowly following Wang Rui.

In addition, on Wang Rui's left hand side, there was also a tall and burly man with a half-body animal skin, who was flying on a spirit beast. Yes, this spirit beast Wang Rui felt that it was not his flying snow, but a living creature.

The spirit beast is similar to a flying mouse, with wide wings, and although the flight speed is not very fast, it does not seem to need to use spiritual power, nor does it need to feed spirit stones, it only needs a strong man to feed it a few fruits, which makes Wang Rui very envious.

Finally, on Wang Rui's right hand, there is a slender figure wearing a black robe and a hood, Wang Rui suspects that it is a woman, but it is not easy to judge, the other party looks mysterious.

Instead of controlling magic weapons or riding spirit beasts like Wang Rui and the others, the black-robed man cast a rather peculiar spell that allowed her to jump and step in the air, and whenever he fell, a floating block of ice would appear, allowing him to borrow his strength and continue to move forward. His speed was very fast, the fastest of the four, and he actually fell behind the back of the team like Wang Rui and others, obviously out of other plans, or out of caution.

A moment later, there was a fierce fluctuation of spiritual power in front of him, obviously those who grabbed the treasure began to make a move, and sure enough, here, it was unrealistic not to do it.

Wang Rui immediately lowered the magic weapon, jumped to the ground, took off the ice spirit sword and shield, and at the same time summoned the mother sword in his hand, held it in his hand, and walked forward cautiously.

Glancing at the others, the old man continued to fly, seemingly unconcerned.

The man riding the spirit beast also came to the ground, glanced at Wang Rui, and then rode his mount into the forest in another direction.

"Hey, what about the man?" Wang Rui's eyes swept around, but he didn't find the black-robed man with a strange body, he had disappeared at this time, it was really mysterious.

Wang Rui cheered up his spirit, followed the fierce fighting sound in front of him, and slowly moved forward, and at the same time, he was also vigilant around, in case someone liked the praying mantis to catch cicadas.

The battle ahead was fierce, and it was probably divided into three groups, one group was the character who had obtained the treasure and was robbed early, and the other was formed a temporary alliance to attack this group. The remaining group is holding a wait-and-see attitude, trying to pick up the leaks.

Wang Rui was surprised to find that the three demon clan monks before, the trio of horse-faced bull-head and donkey-faced, were in the group being attacked at the moment, and the three of them seemed to have obtained some valuable treasures. In addition to the demon monks, the other people are similar to the barbarians wearing animal skins on the riding spirit beasts and the mysterious people wearing black robes and hoods, and their characteristics are still relatively easy to distinguish.

The stupid trio and the others have more or less one or two treasures in their hands, which should be sprinkled by the storm, although the number is not very large, but there are still a dozen of them, and they are enough to cause a fight.

The number of people in the robbery group was more than a dozen, and the number of people in the robbery group was doubled, reaching more than 30 people, but the largest number remained neutral, and they were in the hundreds.

The overall strength of these watchers is weak, and they don't dare to provoke the robbery easily, but they are unwilling to give up the treasure, so they stay nearby.

Wang Rui hid in the forest, watching all this, his eyes showed a playful smile. He won't show up for the time being, after all, there are no treasures worth his temptation yet, unless there is enough reward for him to take the risk.

Sensing that there were a few breaths in the forest, Wang Rui was even more convinced that the few people just now had the same idea as him, and he didn't know who was the final winner.

Of the more than thirty monks who robbed, the demon monks accounted for about half of the number, the human monks only had five or six monks, and the rest were black-robed people and men and women wearing animal skins.

The leader was a demon monk, and it was the wolf clan, one of the four major tribes, and around him were other demon clan monks.

Seven or eight monks had fallen to the ground, most of them were seriously wounded, and one or two had already swallowed their breath.

"You have no chance of winning, hand over the treasure in your hand, or I don't mind letting you all lie down." The wolf man said savagely, his head retained the characteristics of the wolf clan, that is, a wolf head, but one eye seemed to be blind, and there were blood stains oozing out.

"No, it's what we worked so hard to grab, so why give it to you?" Donkey Face scolded angrily.

The bull head lifted two hammers, stood in front of the two companions, and said angrily: "I am most disgusted by people like you, I only know how to kill people and seize treasures, and they don't even have the meaning of trading, a group of robbers, no wonder they were removed from the four major tribes."

The wolf clan man suddenly jumped up and ordered viciously as if he had been stepped on by his tail: "Kill them for me, a bunch of scumbags dare to talk back to me, even if our wolf clan leaves the four major tribes, it is also a big clan, you are a fart, give it to me!"

Then the clansmen around the wolf clan and the other male and female monks who were attached to the wolf clan roared angrily and summoned magic weapons to kill him.

Suddenly, the impact of colorful spiritual power erupted, and it was quite spectacular.

Obviously, the power on the side of the wolf clan men is even larger, although the strength of the stupid trio is not weak, but the two fists are invincible to the four hands, and they are still suppressed by the larger number of people, and soon more than a dozen people on the opposite side lie down again, leaving the old cow, the horse face and a few men and women in animal skins and black robes to insist.

"Hmph, I can't do it!" Although more than a dozen people fell on the werewolf man's side, there were still nearly twenty of them in total, and he had a great advantage overall, so his eyes showed a satisfied and comfortable light.

The donkey's face was already badly injured, and it made a sound similar to that of a donkey, which looked very painful.

"Dude, you're not dead, are you?" Ma Mian was injured himself, but he was able to hold on, and asked the donkey face under his feet.

Donkey Face snorted, "It's going to die, you remember, if you can't beat it, give up the baby, it's important to save your life."

The bull head did not reply, and the man and woman in animal skin and the man in black robe next to him were silent, as if they had other ideas.

The werewolf man smiled sinisterly, walked up, controlled a golden light in his hand, and said, "How about it, do you still have to resist stubbornly, then I will kill you one by one."

"Senior Brother...... At this moment, the two beast-skinned men and women ignored the werewolf man, and instead released a fireworks-like warning towards the sky.

Then, with a roar of beasts, the man in animal skin riding a flying squirrel appeared, and Wang Rui's eyes suddenly froze.

"The praying mantis has appeared." Wang Rui said in his heart.

This person quickly came to his own clan, then jumped off the flying squirrel mount, looked at the werewolf man and the others, and saw that they were almost all injured, and most of their spiritual power was lost, so he nodded with satisfaction, and said to the werewolf man and the others, "Get out, these treasures don't have your share."

"Who are you, so arrogant, but only a person, it's still ......" Before the werewolf man finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his height had risen a lot, and then his consciousness was engulfed by darkness.

Few people could see how this person made a move, but as soon as this person raised his hand, a cloud of black gas swept over, directly cutting off the werewolf man's head and killing him with one blow.

Suddenly, the rest of the monks retreated, and then someone shouted, and then ran wildly.

Another black light struck from the other direction, and a cold white mist froze those people one after another, and then shattered one after another, and then the slender figure in the black robe appeared.

"Senior sister!" The black-robed man next to the bull head and horse face suddenly screamed in surprise, and the voice was also a woman.

The black-robed woman slaughtered all the remaining werewolf men at once, including several beast-skinned men and women and black-robed men.

When she came to the beast-skinned man, the black-robed woman spoke, "One and a half, isn't it too much?"

"Hmph...... The man in the animal skin was obviously not very happy, but he seemed to be very jealous of the woman.

At this time, an old man's laughter came out, which shook people's heads in pain, and those who were watching, whose cultivation was not very high, bleed to death in this terrifying laughter at this time, and fell down one after another.

The man in the animal skin and the woman in the black robe gave birth to a protective shield one after another, blocking the people behind them and resisting them.

Wang Rui was lucky to resist in the forest, and he was still not afraid of this kind of sonic attack.

Soon. The old man with a dark face appeared, dressed as an old peasant, with a hoe on his shoulder, and made a move at the dead and wounded monks around him, and suddenly the storage bags of these people flew out and were held in his hands.