The three foundation building monks were holding sharp weapons, facing a trembling first-order spirit beast, this scene was really unbearable to watch. Sure enough, the black lizard couldn't stand it anymore, and relying on its lack of substance, it turned around and ran through the soil layer and fled, ignoring the kindness of the three monks.

The fat man raised his hand and wanted to dig up the soil layer to chase after him, but after thinking about it and giving up, don't look at the lizard is only one order, but in this soil layer, they really can't do anything to people. And when I went to the ruins, I naturally came to hunt for treasures, and the little material on the spirit beast was really inspiring.

"The yin spirits are all dug up, you can't dig up prehistoric antiques?" Tang Xiaoguo was never angry when talking to the fat man.

"I don't know, I just dig a hole, and even some small things in the soil will be wrapped in dirt and pushed aside, or shall we go back and look for it slowly?" the fat man blushed slightly.

"What do you mean, when you dig a pit, something inside will be pushed to the side by you?" Tang Xiaoguo was stunned for a moment.

"That's right!" the fat man nodded sheepishly.

"Then what are you digging a pit for? What are we doing here here? Look at you digging a pit!" Miss Tang was furious, she felt as if she had been deceived by an idiot.

"Didn't I just want to dig to the bottom layer, if I took my time to check the contents of the soil, the progress would be much slower!" the fat man explained.

"Defeated by you!" Tang Xiaoguo looked back at the passage he had just passed through unwillingly, thinking to himself that he didn't know how many good things had been left behind.

"Do you want to dig it then?" asked the fat man in a low voice.

Miss Tang didn't speak, and kicked hard at the wall.

Chu Nan saw that Tang Xiaoguo was a little hesitant, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior sister, what does the sect want us to do when they send us to this ruin this time?

Miss Tang puffed out her mouth: "Of course, it's just for experience." My dad said that entering the ruins is a slap in the face of some people, and naturally some people are in a hurry to do something, as for us, just have fun. ”

"Oh!" Chu Nan showed an expression of understanding.

Tang Xiaoguo continued: "However, if it is convenient, some things can still be done." ”

"What's the matter?" Chu Nan was really a little stunned, as mature as a fat man, he stayed aside and obediently didn't speak.

"Trouble!"

Tang Xiaoguo made up his mind as he spoke, patted the fat man and continued: "Don't look for anything, dig down hard, dig to the bottom first!"

"All right!" the fat man pretended to roll up his sleeves and went on with his great job of digging the hole.

......

The tenth layer of the ruins, deep in a certain tunnel. There was a illuminated bead on the ground, and a red-robed monk in the late stage of Qi refining was wielding a strange-shaped shovel, digging hard, and the excavated soil was casually put into a space bag by him. The shovel should be a digging tool specially prepared by Wuliang Gu for his disciples, and it was quite easy to use, and after a short time, the red-robed monk dug forward and dug out Zhang Xu Yuan.

"Ding!" came the crunch of metal clashing.

The red-robed monk quickly stopped digging, stretched out his hand to carefully pick up the soil in front of him, and soon, a metal object the size of a child's palm appeared in his hand.

"What is this?" the red robe looked at the excavated object intently, and there seemed to be a few small words engraved on it.

"Longevity...... Hundred...... What is this?" the red robe could barely recognize the handwriting on it, but he really didn't know what it was.

"It's called a longevity lock!" a lazy voice sounded from behind him.

"Oh, longevity lock? huh?" the red robe muttered, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, how could there be someone behind him?

"Bang!" thumped.

The red robe's eyes turned black and fainted.

After some time, he struggled to wake up, his head still dizzy. Reaching out and touching it, an exaggerated bag bulged out from the back of his head. Shaking his head, the red robe slowly came to his senses, and after a little checking, sure enough, the longevity lock he had just gotten in his hand had disappeared, the storage bag and the garbage bag containing the remnants were gone, and even the shovel had disappeared, only the beads for lighting had been thrown aside at random.

"Hmph! What fool who kills a thousand knives is robbing here!" he was indignant: "You have more things in your storage bag, don't you have to hand them over to the sect?"

Indeed, the things that the disciples of the Infinite Valley brought in when they entered the ruins would be strictly inspected at the entrance, and the most important thing in the inspection was to prevent the Spirit Gathering Disc and any items with similar effects from being brought into the ruins, in order to prevent anyone from breaking through the ruins with the help of prehistoric antiques.

In addition, all the belongings of the disciples of the Infinite Valley will be recorded in detail, and all the extra things must be handed over when they go out, and they can only get a small number of contribution points. In this way, snatching other people's belongings in the ruins can indeed only be described as harming others and benefiting oneself, and it is no wonder that this red robe is angry.

But soon the red robe sensed that something was wrong, and he found that the red robe on his body had been ripped off.

The monk rarely has a bad head, and the red robe without the red robe is naturally not an idiot, and he thought of the most likely possibility in an instant: "An outsider has mixed in!"

The red robe without the red robe stood there and weighed the gains and losses, and finally decided that even if he was punished by the sect, he had to report to the sect. If that outsider did something big in his red robe, he couldn't afford it anyway.

Thinking of this, he hurried back along the way he came.

After walking a short distance, he was stopped by an oncoming red-robed man. In this secret realm, everyone is dressed in red robes, his gray underwear is really conspicuous enough, it is reasonable to be called to stop, and he has nothing to do behind people, just make it clear.

When I got closer, I found that he still knew the person in front of me, so it was even more of a problem, so I quickly hugged my fists and explained the situation: "Senior Brother Lu, I was just knocked unconscious by a sneak attack, and that person also took my red robe, I'm afraid that an outsider has mixed in, I'm about to go out to report to the sect, if the junior brother has nothing to do, go with me, and take care of it." ”

The junior brother surnamed Lu in front of him was stunned when he heard the news: "Senior Brother Shui, are you saying that an outsider has taken away your red robe?"

"I think it should be so!" the red robe surnamed Shui nodded.

"What kind of person?" asked the junior brother surnamed Lu busily.

"This man sneaked up behind him, I didn't see what kind of person it was. The surname of the water surnamed Hongpao's face was scornful.

"In this passage?" asked the junior brother surnamed Lu.

The red robe surnamed Shui nodded and replied, "That's right, it's not far ahead." ”

The junior brother surnamed Lu rolled his eyes: "There is an envoy below, I'm afraid I can't go with the senior brother, senior brother go carefully!"

The red robe surnamed Shui shook his head, and was very dissatisfied in his heart: You don't go with me and talk so much nonsense.

Thinking of this, the red robe surnamed Shui didn't say much, turned around and walked in the direction of the exit.

"Senior brother, take care. The voice of the junior brother surnamed Lu came from behind him. The red robe surnamed Shui didn't bother to turn back, and waved his hand backwards with his back as a farewell. Before he could put his hand down, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw that a sharp sword tip was leaking out of his chest.

The red robe surnamed Shui was full of disbelief, and a stream of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth. Turning his head with difficulty, looking at the colleague who was still smiling in front of him, the red robe surnamed Shui opened his mouth wide, still unable to believe that the junior brother who had no grudge against him would do this to him.

Lu Shi ...... You ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the monk surnamed Shui lost consciousness and fell to the ground with a thud.