Following the traces left by the three leonions when they fled, Gan Ping and his party soon came to the outskirts of the valley.

"It smells of blood. "Before I even set foot in the secret passage into the valley, the overwhelming smell of blood came to the world.

"Is there a sea of blood in there?"

"With such a level of bloody gas, it can't be like a mountain of bones?"

......

The others also talked about it, and their faces were full of surprise. They were aroused by the lion clan's 'valley and devil's ......', and their hearts shook at this time, could it be that there were really devils in the valley?

"Our goal is simple, to make a fortune. Mu Sen picked up a glass of peach blossom brew again, took a sip, and said meaningfully.

Make a fortune?

Except for Wei Ling and the others, who knew Mu Sen very well, everyone else was shocked by Mu Sen's answer. Aren't we here to sweep away all the tribes, establish immortal feats, and become famous all over the world?

No.

Mu Sen looked at the crowd helplessly, alas, are these martial artists all practicing stupid? They don't have the ability to see the essence through phenomena at all. There is indeed nothing wrong with sweeping away the hundred tribes, but is it really the purpose of killing the hundred tribes? Yes, but not all.

The Hundred Tribes deserve to die, but what about after they die?

Kill the enemy for a while, and immediately crematorium.

It's easy to get tired of killing without any profit, after all, it's hard to start with just a single passion. Why do the Hundred Clans hunt the Terrans? Because they treat the Terrans as blood food, devouring the Terrans can make them hungry and make them grow in cultivation.

Why does the whole human race want to get rid of the hundred races and then hurry up, and start fighting without saying a word when they meet?

This is because in addition to the hatred of the ages, the Hundred Races can also provide countless spoils of war for the Terrans. In addition to their weapons, exercises, spirit stones, pills and other materials, the Hundred Clans themselves are a huge wealth.

The essence blood of the blood clan, the horn of the horn clan, the stone core of the stone clan...... These are precious treasures in the Terran realm. In order to obtain these treasures, many warriors even organized hunting teams to go deep into the frontier of the human race, knock on stuffy sticks, stumble, and find the bad luck of the hundred tribes. So......

"Brothers, divide the spoils!"

Since their heads can't turn for a while, then use real money to blind their eyes, and the benefits that these thousands of clans can bring can definitely fly.

Hearing Mu Sen's words, Lin Xuan and Wei Wen glanced at each other, and their emotions flashed. Oh, that's what you call getting rich......

Although the word 'spoils' is a bit unpleasant, the meaning it represents makes everyone's hearts flutter.

Therefore, when Gan Ping and his party stepped into the valley, they saw an extremely busy scene. More than a hundred human races went back and forth in the sea of corpses and blood, constantly groping for something on the corpses of the hundred tribes.

"Damn, Little Liu, you start lightly, don't break this stone core. ”

"Old horse, this horn is a little broken, do you want it?"

"Yes, of course. Anything of value should not be let go at all!"

......

Ganping's throat was a little dry, and they didn't know how to express their emotions at all.

"Did they kill these hundred clans?" said in a dry tone, as a warrior broke the silence in the end.

"I'm afraid so. Gan Ping's voice was also unusually dry.

"But there are only more than a hundred of them!" said a warrior in irrepressible surprise.

"What's wrong with more than a hundred people, you don't look at who they are?" Gan Ping said with a bitter smile.

"Who?"

"Mu Sen, Jiazi class!"

......

Looking at Mu Sen and his party who were walking towards him and the others, a touch of bitterness flashed in Gan Ping's heart. He had seen the Jiazi class make a move, that is, on the day when the fangs were looking for fault, he happened to be eating at a small shop in Luoyang, and witnessed the momentum of the Jiazi class.

"But I still didn't expect that the Jiazi class could be so fierce......" Gan Ping muttered softly. Although all the hundred clans in the valley have died, it can be known from their aura that has not completely dissipated that the strength of these hundred clans is definitely not bad, and there is even the existence of the Jindan period.

Are Mu Sen and his Jiazi class invincible now under the Yuan Infant?

Sorry, it's hard for me to accept this. After all, Musen is just the foundation building period.

What's unacceptable, this is a group fight, no, this is the power of a team. In a large-scale war, as long as it is not the power of those perverted giants, no matter how fierce an individual is to use a hammer, it is not a life to be piled to death!

......

Just as Gan Ping and the others were looking at Mu Sen and his party who were slowly coming, Mu Sen and the others were also observing the Terran team that suddenly appeared. In fact, when the Ganping people first set foot on the valley path, they knew about it. But because they didn't feel threatened, they didn't prepare for battle, they just told everyone to be cautious. But now it seems......

Oh, so there really is no threat.

Mu Sen is confident that without the Jiazi class charge, he can lead the Luoyang Xiaodian to defeat them in one round. This is the devil's iron-blooded self-confidence.

Although Mu Sen doesn't like the word devil, sometimes it's good to bluff people. "Hello, I'm Devil Forest. ”

No, no, it doesn't match my Yushu Linfeng character.

After running a long horse for 108,000 miles in their hearts, Mu Sen and the others finally came to Gan Ping and his party. "Mu Sen. Mu Sen smiled lightly.

"Gan Ping. Gan Ping also replied with a smile. "The wooden sacrificial wine, I haven't seen it for many days, and the style is still the same. ”

"Have you seen me?" Mu Sen was surprised. He suddenly felt that he had now become an Internet celebrity, whether it was the Jinou team or Wei Wen and his party, they all knew him. Now there is another Ganping person.

"In the small shop in Luoyang, I was at the scene when the wooden sacrificial wine attacked the fangs. Gan Ping replied.

"Well, that's an old acquaintance. Mu Sen laughed and said familiarly.

Seeing that Mu Sen was so heroic, Gan Ping didn't pretend to be pretentious, and directly called Mu Sen a brother, and the two were polite for a long time, chatting about some things that they had and didn't have, and finally Gan Ping pulled the topic back to the regular first. "Wood sacrifice wine, are you all killing all these tribes?"

Although Gan Ping asked, his brothers also pricked up their ears and waited for Mu Sen's answer.

Mu Sen's face was full of pride, and his originally straight backbone was even straighter at this time, like green pines and green bamboos. "Of course. ”

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......"

......

Mu Sen's affirmative answer was met with a continuous gasp. Although Gan Ping and his entourage had already guessed, when the parties themselves confirmed, everyone was still irrepressibly shocked.

"Wood sacrifice wine, great talent!" was shocked for a long time, and Gan Ping felt that he should praise the great achievements of Mu Sen and others. But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of a suitable adjective, and finally came up with a 'great talent.' ’

"Haha, Lao Gan, I have won a prize!" But Mu Sen is still quite satisfied with this time.

"Wood sacrifice wine, I am completely convinced. Your training methods are really not ordinarily strong, and it seems that Captain Zhu has also obtained your true inheritance. ”

"Zhijie, what's wrong with him?"