On the endless wasteland.

The long convoy was surrounded by numerous bandits.

On both sides of the convoy, dozens of foundation-building monks, all armed with weapons, glared angrily at the bandits surrounding them.

In the middle of the car, the monks looked ugly and frightened, and looked carefully at the thieves around them through the windows of the car.

In the wasteland, because the desolate thieves all come from different regions, the cultivation level of the members is also different.

The most of them are naturally the foundation monks, because their own strength is insufficient, so they can only become desolate thieves.

In contrast, although there are Tongxuan monks among the desolate bandits, the number is much less, and every Tongxuan monk, even if it is only the early stage of the Tongxuan realm, is a rare wealth for the desolate bandit group.

These things are the reason why the leader of the bandits is reluctant to go to war with the caravan leader at will.

After all, it is not easy for them to develop to the scale they have now, and if they can avoid casualties, it is naturally the best choice for them.

At this moment, many of the thieves of the Foundation Building Realm all looked at the convoy surrounded by them with hideous expressions, and there was a flash of greed in their eyes.

Although the dozens of cultivators on both sides of the convoy had also reached the foundation building realm, they didn't pay any attention to it.

In sheer numbers, they are absolutely easy for you to crush.

"Hahaha, looking at the size of this caravan, you can get a lot of benefits compared to it. ”

"That's right, there seems to be a lot of cargo behind that. ”

"This time the luck is really good, but not long after I came out, I actually met such a fat sheep. ”

"As long as we take everything from this caravan, we can rest for a while. ”

"Hehe, that's right, my knife can drink more blood. ”

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Such voices came out of the mouths of many desolate thieves.

The monk in the car was already nervous, but when he heard this, he immediately became even more nervous.

Even those few cultivators in the early stage of the Xuan Xuan Realm, at this time, they were all sweating profusely, and their hearts could not be calm at all.

It's really that there are too many bandits around, especially the existence of Tongxuan monks among the thieves, even if they cultivate to reach Tongxuan, they can't be sure of escaping.

Only Xiao Dongchen was very calm in his heart at this time, without the slightest nervousness.

His curtain had been lifted by this time, and his eyes could see the faces of the thieves around him clearly.

At the same time, with his eyesight, the cultivation of these desolate thieves naturally could not hide from him.

A group of desolate thieves who were only the highest cultivators of the middle stage of the Xuan Xuan realm, he could kill them all with a flip of his hand.

However, although Xiao Dongchen is strong, others don't know his strength.

When Xiao Dongchen joined the caravan, the caravan leader had a guess about Xiao Dongchen's strength, but he didn't expect that this was actually a Royal Sky Monk.

After all, at the point of being a Sky Monk, any one of them is a high-ranking existence in the Great Wilderness County, and because they can fly in the sky, how can they join the caravan in one fell swoop?

Not even a monk of the Imperial Sky, even a monk of the late stage of the Tongxuan realm and the peak of the Tongxuan realm, there is almost no possibility of joining the caravan.

At this time, at the front of the caravan, facing the three monks of the same realm in front of him, the caravan leader fell silent.

His face was gloomy, and his eyes were thoughtful.

For caravans, the last thing they want to encounter when traveling through the wasteland is to encounter a bandit.

Because for the caravan, once it encounters a bandit that cannot be dealt with, the biggest possibility is that all the monks in the caravan will be killed, and then the goods will be taken away by the bandits, and both people and money will be lost.

"Give over all your belongings and goods, and you really promise to let us go?"

The caravan leader suddenly looked up and said, breaking the silence.

He looked at the monk who had spoken earlier, although it would be a great loss for him to hand over all the cars and goods and spirit beasts.

But he also knew that as a bandit, this was the biggest concession he could make.

It can be said that if it weren't for his cultivation and strength, these desolate thieves might have begun to kill now.

"I've always said I'm doing what I say, and you don't have to worry about that. ”

The monk said in a deep voice.

The caravan leader said, "What about them? Can you represent them?"

As he spoke, the caravan leader looked at the other two Tongxuan mid-realm cultivators.

"My decision can represent them. ”

The monk continued to speak, and when the words fell, the rough-looking monk next to him suddenly snorted softly, but did not say anything, which was obviously tantamount to acquiescing to this statement.

As for the other person, he is also acting similarly at the moment, and has no intention of objecting.

"Okay, then I'll believe you this time. ”

The caravan leader gritted his teeth, gave the monk a deep look, and then suddenly opened his mouth, and a loud voice came out of his mouth.

"All listened, gave up the carriage, and gathered with me. ”

The caravan leader shouted loudly, and as soon as the words came out, the monks on both sides of the convoy behind immediately changed their faces.

They had been in this caravan for many years, so they naturally understood what this meant.

At the same time, the monks in the car also heard these words, and many of those who knew the real situation changed their faces.

"It's time to send the convoy out. ”

The monk spoke, and then stepped out of the car in desperation.

As for the other monks, when they saw someone walking out, they naturally could only follow, and one by one they got out of the car and came outside.

The many desolate thieves around them all had smiling expressions on their faces at this moment, just like the members of the caravan, and they naturally knew what was happening in such a situation, and immediately the smiles on their faces became even more.

Although some murderous monks felt that it was a pity, for most monks, such an outcome was what they most wanted to see.

Soon, the monks in the convoy came to the front of the convoy, and they gathered together, most of them nervous and apprehensive on their faces.

On the contrary, the faces of those desolate thieves were full of joy at the moment, and when they looked at these monks, their eyes lit up as if they were looking at spirit stones.

The caravan leader's face was very gloomy at this time, and seeing that many monks had arrived, he groaned slightly, and then suddenly spoke, "All of you, hand over all your belongings." ”

His voice was not loud, and it was full of gloomy emotions, and when many monks heard this, their faces changed drastically.

For monks, resources are indispensable if they want to practice.

Isn't it going to cut off their practice if they are now being asked to hand over all their possessions?

(End of chapter)