The outside of the cave was covered with a strange white mist, and a faint eerie and terrifying aura slowly flowed out, gradually filling the entire space, making many monks here secretly vigilant in their hearts.

This white mist is weird!

All the monks had such thoughts in their hearts, and some people exuded their divine sense and wanted to investigate, but naturally they found nothing, and everyone looked at each other for a while.

The monk who volunteered to explore the way before the cliff was named Li Dezhi, who was a casual cultivator, and he had a lot of adventures by relying on his courage and heart, and then he cultivated to the early realm of Jindan.

Although this white mist was very strange at the moment, Li Dezhi was not afraid in his heart, on the contrary, he was faintly excited, looking forward to harvesting a few more treasures this time.

"Fellow Daoists, this white mist is a little weird, but there must be a great immortal fate in it, I am not talented, I am willing to explore the way for you again and say goodbye!"

After a few breaths, I didn't hear the sound of Li Dezhi's accident, thinking that this person was not in danger, and nearly a hundred monks slowly stepped into the white mist.

"I'm not dazzled, does it seem like something is coming out of the white fog ahead?"

"I saw it too, it's a gourd!"

"Oh no, that treasure was taken away by the guy who came first!"

Li Dezhi was extremely proud at the moment, he was really a person with a great opportunity, when the others were still hesitating, he took the lead in the white mist, and immediately harvested a fifth-order gourd magic weapon.

"Everyone, grab it, there is another treasure appearing!"

Another fifth-order flying sword appeared in front of Li Dezhi.

Li Dezhi felt that someone behind him was rapidly approaching this magic weapon, if it was normal, he would definitely not make a move, after all, the white mist spewed out all the ownerless things, and those who saw it had a share. But at this moment, for some reason, he only had the fifth-order flying sword in his eyes.

"Die! this treasure is mine!" With a low roar, Li Dezhi grabbed the fifth-order flying sword in his left hand, and took out a fourth-order magic sword from the storage bag with his right hand, and the spiritual power was frantically injected, and it was slashed at the monk who was approaching behind him.

The foundation building Great Perfection monk was all attracted by the fifth-order magic weapon at this time, and without the slightest defense, he was instantly killed by Li Dezhi, and his body was even more cut into pieces, and at this time, a rattan crept quietly stretched out from the ground, absorbing all the essence and blood of this person's corpse. Because everyone's mind was all on the magic weapon, and the rattan movement was hidden, no one noticed this situation.

This sudden instant killing caught many monks who were close to him unexpected, and they were intimidated by Li Dezhi's momentum, although they sacrificed their respective magic weapons to defend themselves, no one dared to take a step forward for a while.

"Fellow Daoists, you have to be the master for my junior brother, the treasures here are all ownerless things before they are collected, how can this person rely on the Jindan period of cultivation to act recklessly!" A Jindan early stage monk stood up and shouted at Li Dezhi.

"Look, another fifth-order magic weapon has appeared in front of this person!"

"We just moved too slowly to let this person take the lead!"

"This person has already received two fifth-order magic weapons! he won't accept a third, right?"

"He's ahead of us, and he's faster than us in collecting magic weapons, what should we do?"

"Why can he kill people casually, we can't get anything!"

"Why don't we join forces to kill him, take his treasure, and let him reap the consequences!" I don't know who shouted, but someone reached out and took out a gold brick artifact from the storage bag, and suddenly blasted towards Li Dezhi.

Seeing that someone made a move, the others were not far behind, and they sacrificed their magic weapons or talismans one after another, and hit Li Dezhi.

For a while, dozens of magic weapons and countless magic talismans hit Li Dezhi's body, and the defensive light shield that Li Dezhi hastily laid out instantly broke, ironically, a few breaths ago, this person was still complacent about grabbing two fifth-order magic weapons, but after a few breaths, he was beaten into a ball of flesh by everyone.

"I grabbed it!" Someone just grabbed Li Dezhi's storage bag, and before he could be happy, he was bombarded and killed by a person behind him.

Li Dezhi and this person's essence blood were also quietly absorbed by the two rattans that emerged from the ground, and still no one noticed this situation.

The first batch of one hundred and ten monks who walked into the white mist, in order to compete for treasures, began to fight with each other, and finally fought completely together!

In this melee, everyone was red-eyed, not noticing that the blood in the eyes of themselves and their opponents was getting thicker, and the tyrannical intent controlled their minds.

After the corpse of the slain monk fell to the ground, the essence blood in his body was absorbed by the countless blood-colored rattans that quietly appeared on the ground in a short period of time.

The monks outside the white fog heard the sound of fighting in the white fog from weak to strong, from a few points to a rumbling point.

Many monks speculated that there should be an eye-catching treasure in the white mist, otherwise the fight between several Jindan monks would not be so fierce.

Sure enough, in the open space outside the cave, hundreds of monks couldn't resist the temptation of the magic weapon, and instantly rushed into the white mist.

Fighting for the sake of chance, everyone showed their housekeeping skills, and the fighting sound in the white fog became more intense!

Some people let out the sound of joy of grabbing the high-level magic weapon, and more people let out the wail before they died.

Lu Chen's brows tightened, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.