"Boy, get aside for Uncle Ben, this place Uncle has taken a fancy to him" The coquettish infinite voice and shadow looked at Yang Yibu coldly and said.

In fact, this coquettish man in white, although he has the cultivation of the middle ninth level of the Jindan period, he also doesn't have the courage to go to the trouble of apes, giant scorpions and other people who are crowded.

He saw that Yang Yibu was not only single, but also his cultivation was pitifully weak, only at the beginning of the seventh level of the Jindan period, which was simply weak compared to himself.

In addition, Yang Yibu occupied a position alone, and the position was very good, so he thought that Yang Yib was his dish, so he opened his mouth to let Yang Yib leave.

Yang Yibu raised his head and glanced coldly at the coquettish man in white, and then looked down at the golden light shooting out of the lake.

"Boy, is my Mei Chenglong's words so bad? I'll let you get out of the way" The coquettish man named Mei Chenglong saw that Yang Yibu just glanced at himself and didn't answer.

He thought that Yang Yibu was afraid of himself and didn't dare to answer to him, so Mei Chenglong's self-confidence swelled and began to say to Yang Yibu in a condescending tone.

"Roll" Yang Yibu didn't raise his head, his eyes were still firmly fixed on the golden light in the lake.

"Boy, you dare to let me go, I'll kill you" Mei Chenglong was not only ignored by Yang Yibu, but also scolded by Yang Yibu, his coquettish face turned into an embarrassed flush.

"I'm saying it again, get out," Yang Yib still didn't look up, and said in a more indifferent voice.

"Boy, there is a kind of report to the name, the uncle does not kill the nameless" In the face of Yang Yib's strength, although Mei Chenglong had the heart to kill Yang Yibu, he was afraid that he would provoke a powerful descendant or disciple who would bring disaster to himself.

Therefore, Mei Chenglong thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better to ask Yang Yibu's name first.

"Yang Yibu" Yang Yibu didn't know Mei Chenglong's thoughts, he was a 10,000-year-old fox who had lived for two lifetimes, so Yang Yibu did not shy away from reporting his name.

"Yang Yibu, Yang Yibu......" Mei Chenglong muttered in his mouth, but he couldn't figure out the origin of Yang Yibu even if he thought about it.

"Mei Chenglong, don't think about it, I'm not from a famous family, I'm just a casual cultivator" Yang Yibu raised his head and glanced at Mei Chenglong, with a slight evil smile on his face.

"Yang Yibu, you are looking for death" Yang Yibu's trace of evil smile fell into Mei Chenglong's eyes, and was understood by Mei Chenglong as laughing at himself.

"Don't just thunder and don't rain, I can't find death or not, and I don't accept you to bite me."

Yang Yibu is worried that there is no object of Liwei, this Mei Chenglong turned his face at this time, with Mei Chenglong's cultivation in the middle of the ninth level of the Jindan period, this is the most ideal object of Liwei.

Among the monks present now, Yang Yibu is alone, and on the surface, Yang Yibu's cultivation is also the lowest, the cultivation at the beginning of the seventh level of the Jindan period.

Yang Yibu thought very far, he was afraid that when the treasure was born, in the clearance operation, everyone would target themselves.

In his previous life, Yang Yibu participated in countless treasure hunts, which time was when the treasure first appeared, he would come to a clearing operation, and in the clearing operation, he would first clear the monks with low cultivation and weak strength, and the rest of them began to seize the treasure according to their abilities.

"Yang Yibu, die" Stimulated by Yang Yibu's words, Mei Chenglong, who was furious, suddenly waved the feather fan in his hand and killed Yang Yibu.

The feather fan in the hand of Mei Chenglong is also a rare treasure, it is made of the feathers of the five-colored peacock, and the five-colored peacock is the ancestor of playing with fire.

This feather fan made of five-colored peacock feathers itself contains the firepower of burning mountains and boiling seas, and this firepower can be automatically exerted as long as the monks who cultivate fire attributes use Danhuo to draw it.

Mei Chenglong's cultivation was in the middle of the ninth level of the Jindan period, and what he cultivated was the fire attribute exercise, so he would try his best to get such a heavy treasure of the fire attribute.

Such a heavy treasure is used in the hands of such a master, which shows how powerful it is, and burning mountains and boiling the sea is just pediatrics.

Facing the monstrous flames that erupted from Mei Chenglong and his feather fan, Yang Yibu's mouth had an evil smile on the corner.

He took a light step forward, and as Yang Yibu stepped forward, he began to draw a circle with his hands rapidly.

"Go" When Yang Yib took a step, his circle had already been drawn, and Yang Yib sent the circle out casually.

The circle that radiated the cyan light seemed to slowly and quickly meet the blow of the feather fan killed by Mei Chenglong.

The monstrous fire that was rolling towards Yang Yibu slammed into contact with the cyan circle sent by Yang Yibu, and he couldn't continue to move forward.

The huge sound of "boom" shook the heavens and the earth, and the surging fire suddenly swept back.

The huge shock wave was borne by Mei Chenglong alone, and in the sound of "click", Mei Chenglong's palm, forearm, big arm and half of his body were shattered and shattered under Yang Yibu's shattered star kill.

"Ah......" It wasn't until half of his body turned into ashes that a huge pain came into Mei Chenglong's mind, and in Mei Chenglong's miserable howl, the remaining intact half of his body flew out like a cannonball.

Blood spat out of Mei Chenglong's mouth like money, dyeing the place where he flew red, and the bright red blood-colored ribbon floated in the sky, like a red ribbon of light, which was beautiful and magnificent.

In the eyes of others, Yang Yibu just hit Mei Chenglong with a casual blow when Mei Chenglong launched an attack on him, and he was seriously injured and flew into the distance without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

In the face of Yang Yib, who was not so strong, some monks who had looked down on Yang Yib before, their eyes were full of surprise and incredulity.

In the eyes of them, Yang Yibu did not kill Mei Chenglong with a single move, but only seriously injured him, which was already Yang Yib's mercy.

After Yang Yibu struck the flying plum dragon with a single blow, he glanced coldly at the other monks who had previously been ill-intentioned towards him, and then looked intently at the golden light emanating from the lake.

Time passed like flowing water, minute by minute, and as time passed, the waves of golden light in the lake thickened.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

More and more, more and more monks of all kinds, and the previously cold lake was bustling with people, quarrelling, calling for friends, one after another.

In the battle for territory around the lake, a few slightly weaker forces before Yang Yib arrived here have been replaced by powerful forces that arrived later.

Even the giant scorpion that came after Yang Yibu has been replaced by another powerful force.

The forces that now occupy the best eight directions of the lake, except for Yang Yibu, all of them are the forces at the peak of the ninth level of the Jindan Stage, and there is also a force, and among them there is a master of the False Infant Realm.

The so-called fake infant realm is actually a realm that does not exist, but what kind of people are there, their true strength exceeds the peak of the ninth level of the Jindan stage too much, but they have not stepped into the Yuan Infant realm.

This kind of person is the monk who usually says that half of his foot has stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm, and people assume a realm in order to distinguish them from the Yuan Infant Realm.

The monk of this false infant realm is the highest cultivator of all the monks who have shown up today.

However, Yang Yibu didn't think that he was the strongest cultivator in this treasure hunt, but Yang Yibu didn't regard him as his fierce rival.

Because the vision that appeared in the sky this time was too huge, there were many sects that knew that there were heavy treasures in this mountain range that were about to appear, and among these sects, there were many masters of the Yuan Infant Stage.

If these Yuan Infant Stage masters don't show up now, it doesn't mean that they won't appear when the heavy treasure appears, if these Yuan Infant stage masters don't look down on the heavy treasure in this world, they will naturally not show up to participate in the competition.

But if these Yuan Infant Stage masters once they see the treasures of this world, they will fight for them at all costs.

"Once a master of the Yuan Infant Stage enters the competition, I am afraid that I will return empty-handed this time to seize the treasure" Yang Yibu sighed secretly in his heart, he didn't blame God for being unfair, he only blamed his cultivation for being too low.

If his cultivation breaks through to the early stage of the ninth level of the Jindan stage, how can he still compete with the Yuan Infant Stage.