"Who are you?" There was such a big movement in the Casting Hall, and the rest of the strong men guarding the shops, although they rushed here at the fastest speed, they saw a figure in Tsing Yi standing, and there was a mess in the eyes, Li Chengfeng was covered in blood, and he hummed slightly with more air in and less breath, and Li Liu was lying in the corner of the wall, with blood stains under him.

Seeing such a tragic situation, how could a few people not be angry, what was surprising was that the people who came were so fast, Li Chengfeng, who had cultivated in the late stage of Qi refining, did not know whether he was alive or dead, and he was angry that with the power of the Casting Hall, someone dared to hit the door.

For the arrival of a few people, Wang Mo had already noticed that his powerful divine sense, these people were in front of him, there was nothing to hide, they were just three late-stage Qi refining cultivators, and the strongest one was only nine levels of Qi refining, Mo said that he was now building a foundation and cultivating, even if he didn't break through, he didn't care about it.

Without the slightest nonsense, he rubbed his body up, like a mortal warrior, flicked his heavy sword, and smashed it at one of the middle-aged monks.

Several people saw that Wang Mo didn't say a word and started to move, their faces changed together, as monks, their divine consciousness has long become a part of their lives, when they first saw Wang Mo, they reached out of their divine sense, to check Wang Mo's cultivation, but unfortunately Wang Mo's divine consciousness was extremely restrained, and when their divine consciousness touched Wang Mo's body, it was like mud into the sea, without the slightest ripple.

But looking at Wang Mo's face, as if he was a young man, these people thought to themselves that Wang Mo was just a treasure to cover up his cultivation, even if his cultivation was profound, how high could he go?

Xu is life has been comfortable for a long time, and they didn't even think too much about the death of Li Chengfeng, a monk of the same level as them, and they had to feel sad for them!

But at this time, Wang Mo's heavy sword fell, and the power contained in it was like a huge mountain pressing on the top, and the sound of wind and thunder brought by it made several people feel suffocated.

Wang Mo's speed was so fast, and the distance was so close, when they only took out the magic weapon and had not yet activated it, they only had time to fill their bodies with vitality, and they had already arrived at the front.

In the shocked and desperate eyes of the middle-aged monk, the heavy sword slashed down violently, and the thin layer of green vitality light turned into a little brilliance with a bang, without blocking the heavy sword for a moment, and the heavy sword split it directly in half from the top of the head to the heel, and the blood was scattered all over the ground.

Wang Mo's wrist flicked and he didn't stop, and in the shocked gaze of the monk on his right, a sword swept out.

Fortunately, he first shot at the middle-aged monk, and this person had time to take out a few defensive talismans, and several flashes of light of different colors flickered, which could withstand Wang Mo's blow.

But it was still slapped away by the huge force of the heavy sword, and it rolled out far away, but Wang Mo did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and slashed down again at the monk beside him with a wave of his hand.

In the face of physical cultivators, Fa Xiu fought in such a close situation, if they did not have good means of defense, it could be said that they were seeking their own death, not to mention, their cultivation was far inferior to Wang Mo at this time.

The monk had two companions before him delayed Wang Mo's action, but he sat down to defend himself, and sacrificed a magic weapon sword that emitted a pale golden light, and slashed at Wang Mo's head.

Wang Mo's divine sense was so powerful, although the speed of the magic weapon was extremely fast, but under his divine sense, it was like jogging, his wrist flicked, and the heavy sword was changed to a stab, pointing straight at the sword half a foot away from the hilt.

"Click!

I saw that the sword broke in response, and the monk who was connected to the magic weapon suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror and horror to look at Wang Mo, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Wang Mo didn't give him a chance, the heavy sword slashed, the other party's heart shook, the vitality shield was already fragile, and it shattered when touched, and the monk walked in the footsteps of his companions.

As a refiner, he naturally understands the fragility of a magic weapon, plus his cultivation is far above the other party, and the material of the heavy sword is extremely hard, so it is naturally necessary to meet it.

The monk who was cut off by him before, finally lowered his qi and blood pressure, seeing such a scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, although the three of them were all late-stage Qi refining cultivators, but his cultivation was the highest, and it was the ninth level of Qi refining that saved his life.

Even so, the qi and blood were surging, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries, with his eyesight, how could he not see Wang Mo's means, but to build a foundation and cultivate.

Feeling Wang Mo's gaze, thinking of the recent rumors in the Casting Hall, his eyes rolled, and he immediately bowed and said: "Venerable cultivation is profound, the juniors know that they are not your opponents, and they want to use a fortune to buy their lives, I don't know what the seniors think?"

Hearing this, Wang Mo's heart moved, and the heavy sword that was about to be swung again was slammed, but he turned to his back and looked at the monk.

Seeing this, the monk's eyes were overjoyed, and he immediately said: "Senior, please here, the back hall inside is a place where many precious materials are stored, and I hope that the seniors have obtained treasures and can let the younger generations have a horse!"

Even though Wang Mo's face was extremely young, this monk was extremely familiar with his predecessors, as if he had practiced countless times, and he was obviously a person with a clear mind.

"Lead the way!" Without too many words, Wang Mo calculated the time in his heart, as long as the movement over there did not weaken, he could continue to search, without fear that someone would come to obstruct him, after speaking, he waved to the two people lying on the ground again and again, and saw the storage bag on his waist, as if there was something to support, floating towards Wang Mo out of thin air.

After dealing with this, he followed the monk and went to the back hall, he has always been frugal, and waste is not a good habit!

After turning a few courtyard gates, he came to a secret place, even though there were many guards, after the monk showed a token, the guard glanced at Wang Mo, and was about to ask, but the monk made a secret gesture from the perspective that Wang Mo could not see, and when he saw this, the guard let him go.

As if he didn't know anything about the catticity between the two, Wang Mo followed the monk forward, and the two of them went all the way to the place.

These guards, because they guarded the important place, even if there was a mess in front of them, they were not allowed to leave their posts without permission, but they didn't know that in the courtyards in front of them, those people in the Casting Hall were all killed by Wang Mo.

The monk came to the door, took out a piece of jade talisman, pinched it with both hands, only to see a few blue vitality flashes, and then saw the jade talisman float up, falling towards a recess on the door, between the two phases, a faint blue light swished away, and the stone door slowly opened in a creaking sound.

"Venerable, the treasure is inside, please!" Seeing the stone door open, the monk turned to Wang Mo and said.

But Wang Mo didn't rush in, but looked at him fixedly, without words.

Although it was only a few breaths, this monk was also quite uncomfortable being stared at by Wang Mo, as if to hide the embarrassment on his face, he pretended to smile and said: "Look at my memory, the junior will show you the way!"

After saying that, he went to the stone gate!

Wang Mo looked at the man's back, the color on his face flashed, and then followed!

After passing through a few aisles, I came to a gate again, and when I saw the dense patterns on it, it was quite complicated, and I knew that there must be a forbidden formation hidden on it.

Sure enough, when he came to the door, the monk took out a red jade plaque again, and after a spell of spelling, the door opened.

As far as the eye can see, they are all neatly stacked, rows of exquisite wooden boxes, and inside, there is a three-layer iron frame, from top to bottom, where there are six treasures.

With Wang Mo's eyesight, he recognized at a glance that the six treasures were all at the level of spiritual weapons, and judging by the fluctuations of the vitality around him, it was obviously not an ordinary spiritual weapon, even if he had obtained the relics of the grandmaster and the sage, he couldn't help but be attracted by the many treasures in front of him.

Many of these things can be used by him, and the treasures obtained from the two powerhouses are just because their cultivation is too low, and most of them can only be watched and cannot be used.

"Venerable, the thing is here, can you let the juniors leave?" Seeing that Wang Mo was attracted by the treasures in the treasury, the monk's face flashed with joy, but he immediately regained his composure and said respectfully.

Wang Mo's eyes were still staring at the many treasures inside, and he could hear what he said, but he bowed his head slightly, as if he was attracted by the treasures, and he didn't care about the monk's stay.

Seeing this, the monk's eyes could no longer hide the joy, he saluted Wang Mo again, got up and was about to return to the way he came, just when he was only a few steps away from Wang Mo, and his face just showed a look of hatred, but he suddenly felt a cold in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a touch of cyan sword tip coming out of his chest, and his head tilted, and there was no longer breath.

And Wang Mo, the initiator of this matter, shook his wrist slightly, threw the corpse off the heavy sword, put it back into the ring, and took out the storage bag from the corpse, and then stepped into it.

After Tang Zhenye's failure to win and inherit all his memories, Wang Mo, who is not a stupid person, is really like those old monsters, and his mind is like a demon.

The vault here is so secretive, even if there is that person leading the way and there is an identity token, it is not so easy to enter.

What's more, the gates here all require special prohibitions to enter, and naturally they can also be closed.

The monk deceived Wang Mo into coming here, obviously he didn't have any good intentions, and he wanted to leave because Wang Mo was attracted by the treasure, so as to trap Wang Mo in the treasure house.

Wang Mo's divine sense is so powerful, he has already seen his every move in his heart, and he will naturally not let go of this little bit of caution.

Without too much delay, Wang Mo waved his hand and waved out a series of true yuan, and put many treasures into the storage ring one by one, fortunately, the space in the storage ring was large enough, but it was not enough to fit.

When he walked past a wooden box, his divine sense swept through, but the movement in his hand was slightly slow, and he opened it with shaking his hand, but he saw that there were two stacks of rune paper neatly placed inside, looking at these, Wang Mo's eyes lit up, and he looked up at the empty treasure house in front of him, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.