The nine-year-old Sanren's gaze became hot, and he hurriedly imposed a defense on himself, and opened a distance from the Thousand Machines True Monarch, with a look of vigilance on his face.

Qianji Zhenjun opened his mouth and spewed out a red flame, which fell on the humanoid corpse, and the humanoid corpse disappeared in ashes, leaving only the cyan robe.

The silver-shirted young man flipped his right hand, and the silver light flashed, and a small mirror with silver light flashed in his hand, injecting mana.

The mirror surface of the small silver mirror lit up with a silver light, and a silver glow erupted, covering the portrait and the cyan offering table, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Qianji Zhenjun made a move with one hand, and the cyan storage bracelet flew towards him.

A gust of wind blew, and a ghostly claw as black as ink appeared, grabbing the cyan storage bracelet.

"Ghost repair! Lin Daoyou, you actually raised ghosts! ”

Qianji Zhenjun frowned and said.

Nine-year-old Sanren has a woman in a black dress with gorgeous facial features next to her, and the woman in the black dress is gloomy.

"Wang Daoyou, according to our prior agreement, I will select the treasure first, and you snatch the storage bracelet, what does this mean?"

Nine-year-old Sanren said with a gloomy face.

"If I don't want to keep the agreement, you want to stop me with this ghost?"

Qianji Zhenjun's tone was cold.

With a flick of his right hand, a silver ball flashed out of his hand, and a spell was punched, and the silver bead suddenly burst into a huge thunder dragon, and the silver arc was all over his body.

He killed a fourth-order early Thunder Jiao and refined its essence into a spirit treasure to increase its power.

"Fourth-Order Thunder Jiao! Help me deal with them. ”

The nine-year-old Sanren commanded, offering treasures to attack the Thousand Machines True Monarch.

The ghost let out a terrible devil cry and spewed out a huge black hurricane, which turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

Deep underground, Shen Long stood on the back of the iron-tailed scorpion, and the hundred-eyed golden cicada lay on the back of the iron-tailed scorpion.

The eyes of the hundred-eyed golden cicada shimmered with golden light, and it could clearly see the situation on the ground.

"There is a fight for treasures, and wealth moves people's hearts."

Shen Long said to himself.

"Hey, take it!"

Shen Long said in surprise.

In the cave, Qianji Zhenjun is dealing with the nine-year-old Sanren and the woman in the black dress.

The silver-shirted young man had already rushed to the cyan offering table, holding a blue lotus treasure lamp in his hand.

His features were distorted, as if he was suffering from some kind of pain.

A terrible ghost cry sounded, and the entire cave shook violently.

A huge cloud of silver thunder shot up into the sky, and the entire cave exploded, and smoke and dust billowed out.

Qianji Zhenjun and the nine-year-old Sanren flew out of the cave and stood high in the air with solemn expressions.

A silver light flew out of the cavern at a rapid speed.

"Hao'er, help me destroy him, the ghost has been destroyed by me."

Qianji Zhenjun commanded.

The silver retreat did not pay attention to the Thousand Machines True Monarch, but instead sped up the speed.

"What's going on! No, you're not Hao'er, take away! ”

Qianji Zhenjun was furious.

His descendants have obviously used the spirit treasure to probe, there is no problem, it seems that the other party's concealment methods are very powerful.

What made him feel even more incredible was that his descendants had the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and there were many spiritual treasures in his hand, so he couldn't stop a wisp of remnant soul?

During the entire seizure process, his descendants did not have any chance to resist, otherwise he would definitely find something abnormal.

A deafening thunder sounded, and two thick silver thunder pillars pierced the sky, slashing towards the Thousand Machines True Monarch and the Nine-Year-Old Sanren, not counting that, a powerful gravity appeared.

Their bodies fell uncontrollably towards the ground, and Qianji Zhenjun and Nine-Year-Old Sanren were shocked and hurriedly responded to.

Three hundred miles away, the silver-shirted young man quickly swept high in the air, his eyes solemn.

A loud bell rang, accompanied by a noisy hissing.

The silver-shirted young man stopped, his features distorted, as if he had suffered some kind of unbearable pain.

A gust of wind blew, and nine ghost doves appeared in the void above the silver-shirted youth's head.

"Nine ghost doves, who hatched nine ghost dove eggs!"

The silver-shirted youth exclaimed, and he was about to make a move, when a sharp and piercing hiss sounded in his ears.

The silver-shirted young man suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't stand steadily.

The white light flashed, and a net pocket with white light flashed out and greeted the mask.

A large amount of white cold air poured out of the white net pocket, and the body of the silver-shirted young man froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an ice sculpture.

One of the heads of the nine ghost doves erupted a blue glow, covering the ice sculpture.

A golden ball of light flew out of its body, and was swept into the mouth of the nine ghost doves by the blue glow, and swallowed it.

The ice sculpture fell to the ground quickly, fell to the ground, smashed and shattered, and the silver-shirted youth was already out of breath.

A tall red-shirted young man broke through the ground and stole the silver-shirted youth's belongings, and nine ghost doves flew into the spirit beast bracelet in his hand.

The red-shirted youth put away the silver-shirted youth's body, dived underground, and left here.

After a while, the nine-year-old Sanren and the Thousand Machines True Monarch chased after them, and their faces became ugly.

"Lin Daoyou, this is your sincerity? Privately send someone to follow us. ”

Qianji Zhenjun frowned and said.

"I want to ask you! How to kill a Yuanying monk, I can't even see his face, I only know that he is proficient in thunder, and the storage bracelet and spirit treasure have been snatched away by your descendants, and you also killed my ghost thing, you owe me an explanation. ”

Nine-year-old Sanren said unceremoniously.

They fought for the treasure, and Qianji Zhenjun destroyed the ghosts, who would have thought that the descendants of Qianji Zhenjun would be taken away, and the other party snatched the storage bracelet.

If it weren't for the Yuanying Cultivator who was proficient in the Thunder Law to stop them, they would have caught up with the descendants of the Thousand Machines True Monarch a long time ago.

"You didn't find the man?"

Qianji Zhenjun frowned and said.

This treasure hunt, his only descendant fell, and the benefits were obtained by a third party.

"If I found out, would I give him a chance? It should be a group of people, one pestering us, and the other killing your descendants. ”

Nine-year-old Sanren analyzed.

"Hao'er has the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, even if it is the remnant soul of the Yuan Infant Old Monster, it is impossible to take it away so easily, unless it is an old monster who turns into a god."

Qianji Zhenjun made a bold conjecture.

During the entire seizure process, his descendants did not have time to warn.

"Turning into a god old monster? Just kidding, it's really the remnant soul of the old monster, he needs to escape? Wiped us out. ”

Nine-year-old Sanren said.

"This matter can't just be left at that, we must find the real culprit behind the scenes."

Qianji Zhenjun said with a cold face.

After so many years of cultivating, it was the first time he had suffered such a big loss.

"Let's get out of here first, there are a lot of prohibitions on Immortal Fall Island."

After saying this, the nine-year-old Sanren left the place.

Qianji Zhenjun frowned, turned into a ray of light and left.

More than 500 miles away, there was a hidden underground cave, and the stone wall was glowing with a burst of yellow light.

Shen Long stood on the ground, and the nine ghost doves stood aside.

"What! Cai Lei's split soul! ”

Shen Long said in surprise.

(End of chapter)