Such a group may not be solid, but for these people who are weakly involved in each other and have little trust in each other. But it's definitely a good choice. At least as long as everyone can come up with the right chips, there will always be people who are willing to take a bigger risk.

It's just that if these words are said so plainly, it makes people bleed heavily for the treasure that may not be able to be dragged in their hands for nothingness, and no one is a little reluctant to change it.

So the muscular man's words didn't cause any repercussions, and everyone still looked at him silently.

Just when the fat brother thought that his plan couldn't really be carried out, he suddenly heard the muscular man say again: "That's it, I'll set an example, as long as there are Taoist friends who are willing to give me a pot of Lingtan Jingsha." ”

"Wonderful!" Hearing his words, the fat brother unconsciously applauded him.

This sentence is indeed very ingenious, mainly manifested in two points, one is that through this sentence, he took the initiative to face the danger, which washed away the suspicion that he took the opportunity to give priority to a more relaxed life, and invisibly withdrew from the competition for Jun Shenqi and reduced the hatred of everyone.

Second, his asking price is very reasonable, as a common aura gathering in nature, crystal sand often exists in cold pools, deep springs, large rivers, and oceans, and is a treasure that practitioners often use to assist in cultivation and replenish spiritual energy.

Most cultivators collect this kind of commonly used but not rare cultivation daily necessities from time to time and carry them with them, and a pot is generally the amount used by Yuan Infant cultivators for a month's cultivation. This amount is not an unacceptable price for most cultivators.

Based on these two reasons, the fat brother felt that the muscular man's words were extremely artistic, at this time, if someone was very cooperative and really willing to provide a pot of crystal sand as compensation, then the thoughts of this group of people would inevitably change again, and soon someone would be willing to accept the benefits in hand and give up competing for the uncertain Jun spirit in the hands of the fat brother.

This is precisely the helplessness and bitterness of the loose cultivators.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a monk to stand up and say, "It's just a pot of crystal sand, I'll give it to you, master!"

This person is dressed in an ancient style, and he is very capable, looking at it from a distance, it is a bit chivalrous, and after a little discrimination, the fat brother found that this person is the guy who used two fists to put the powerful black man to death.

His appearance is not good, but his cultivation is first-class, according to the eyes of the fat brother, the group of people on the field who are trapped by him belong to this person's cultivation is the highest, and he is not far from turning into a god.

At this time, the fat brother also suddenly thought of another hidden effect of the muscular man's operation, that is, the more people who cultivate high and are closer to the divine realm, the more they need Jun Shenqi, and the more inclined they will be to fight with the fat brother, and the more highly cultivated people have more resources in their hands, the more they look down on the little resources that others ask for, and the more they can afford to give money.

At this time, the fat brother became more and more shocked in his heart, if it was really the same as he thought, everything was calculated by this person, then this person's mind was a little sinister and terrifying.

It's just that if that's the case, then what is the purpose of this person? Is it really just for that pot of crystal sand that he did the previous bunch of things?

This possibility is not to say that it does not exist, but it is too far-fetched, and the curiosity in the fat brother's heart about this person has almost reached its peak, and for a while he completely forgot that if this person's plan is achieved, at least half of the people will directly deal with him, and he will also be in danger because of this.

The fat brother has the corpse as a means of concealment, and the artist is bold, of course he doesn't care about this danger, so he put aside the doubts in his heart, looks around with his eyes, and looks at everyone again.

After such a period of deliberation by Brother Fat, the thinking caused by the martial man's behavior has gradually reached an effect among that group of people, and soon someone once again put forward the idea of being willing to deal with the ghost general, as long as someone can give him a piece of refined iron.

The person who made the request was similar to what Brother Fei had imagined, and he was indeed weak among the monks.

And the hundred refining refined iron, although this thing is much more expensive than the crystal sand, but it is not rare, most of the treasures need to be used when refining, for their group of scattered cultivators, everything has to be refined by themselves, and naturally they will be prepared, which can be regarded as hard currency.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for someone to give him what he wanted. This man is the guy who used to wield the hammer, so let's call him the Hammer Man.

The Iron Hammer Man's cultivation is only a line worse than that of the martial arts man, if the two fight, the victory or defeat depends on their respective abilities and adaptability, but they are also a strong competitor.

And there were a few people to start, and soon others also traded, and it was quickly divided into two groups.

What's interesting is that the people who dealt with the ghost general are almost the same as the people who attacked the fat brother just now, and the other group of people who dealt with the fat brother still just killed the powerful man, the only difference is that there is a guy who was with the powerful man before and is now in the camp of dealing with the fat brother.

When the work was equally divided, the group was ready to go.

Fat brother looked at this scene and suddenly remembered the scene when the cat played a game with people in the Guanli side hall, he didn't have much experience with him, but it was also very precious.

It's just that now things are wrong, and his strength and ability are countless times stronger than the characters in the game, but most of the time he is busy fighting against all kinds of difficulties and dangers in the cultivation world, and he has long lost that kind of leisure.

However, that group of people did not have the experience and mood of the fat brother, and after they discussed and prepared, it was the monks who dealt with the ghost general who took the lead in making the move.

The fat brother only heard "boom", "boom", "knock...... Under a few strange sounds, several people once again sent out spells together, bombarding the ghost general.

This time, compared to the previous ones, they are more closely connected, and it is manifested that they have formed some simple combinations of spells with each other. For example, the pillar of fire obscures the sword river, and the sword river fuels the power and speed of the pillar of fire, and the timing of these spells is such that all spells will reach the ghost general at the same time, and the error is negligible.

So at this time, it seems that the attack faced by the ghost general is similar to before, but in fact, the real pressure is very different, at least, it was the ghost general who took the initiative to take the most before, but now it is a last resort.

Moreover, the cooperation of everyone was not close before, although the ghost general was one-to-many, but with his extremely fast speed, it was not a big problem to find the appropriate order and the gaps and loopholes that could be exploited, but now, it is much more difficult.

On the other side, the rest of the people launched an attack on Brother Fat was similar. The same blue-eyed and blue snake bullied up, the hammer pressed the top, and the fist wind came from the bag, the difference is that this time the extra person used another means, took out a bamboo flute and played it gently in his mouth, and the countless gravel on the ground was pulled by the inexplicable force and wrapped around the fat brother's legs.

The fat brother tried it slightly, and the power of this entanglement was not small, and it actually gave him a feeling of being trapped in quicksand, and he couldn't escape easily.

Both groups of people used relatively conservative attack methods, and there were no major changes, nor more aggressive movements, obviously with tentative intentions.

But even so, the pressure faced by the fat brother is not lower than that faced by the powerful man, and even slightly higher.

But the fat brother's situation is better than that of the guy who unfortunately died, he has more time to prepare, and even his preparation at the moment can be said to be sufficient.

I saw that the fat brother suddenly grinned in the face of this powerful attack.

Such a smile appeared on the fat brother's face, and with the attacks of all parties around him who were about to approach, his face immediately showed a strange and distorted state described by the man, which really startled the few people who attacked him.

It's just that when they saw that the fat brother didn't have any follow-up actions, the nervousness in their hearts quickly calmed down, and turned into a kind of gritted teeth.

However, before the expressions on their faces could be completely transformed, a sudden voice came from under the earth: "Bang...... Rumble...... Rumbling ......" and then I saw the sand flying all around, as if something was about to break through the ground.

"What did he summon again?"

Suddenly, someone screamed.

These words stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and the crowd quickly thought of the fat brother's unique summoning spell and the powerful strength of the ghost general, and they all became nervous for a while.

However, nervousness is nervousness, the spell cast is like water spilled out, but it is not so easy to retract, of course, the more this time they are less likely to withdraw the spell, but they have increased their strength and speed, wanting to stop the fat brother's summoning from continuing.

It's just that the smile on the fat brother's face is even worse, he didn't have the intention of encircling Wei to save Zhao, so he didn't care at all about the upcoming attack that suddenly increased his strength.

"Boom ......"

With the yellow sand filling the sky and the roar, the huge thing on the ground finally broke through the ground completely.

It was a huge blue thundercloud, and the clouds on it were tumbling like huge waves, and the blue with a little cyan thunder and lightning was constantly jumping up and down in the clouds, tumbling and tumbling.

Isn't it the Chenyin Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulation transformed by the Taiyin Realm Flag.

After this Chenyin Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulation absorbed some of the Tribulation Clouds of the Divine Tribulation last time, the color became a little grayish, and more importantly, the aura had a little bit of the power of the Tribulation Clouds.

This bit of power is not obvious in the eyes of the fat brother, but it is very clear in the eyes of those scattered cultivators.