......

Three soft sounds came into the ears in a line, and it was impossible to tell who came first and who came last.

And the ghostly fog seemed to sense the danger, and it surged more and more violently.

A solemn look appeared on the face of the monk with the hair, and when he opened his mouth, another stream of essence blood spurted out, and after the treasure was absorbed, he trembled slightly, and even divided into two gourds, spewing out exactly the same pillar of light from it.

Needless to say, the old man in the red robe was the female cultivator with an arrogant expression, and at this moment, he was also muttering in his heart, the other party had such a mysterious ancient treasure, if he was on the right side, who would win and who would lose, I am afraid that he would still be talking about it.

Her hand was retracted, and she stroked the storage bag around her waist, and in her eyes, there was a faint murderous intent revealed.

All this naturally couldn't escape Lin Xuan's eyes, and some mockery appeared at the corners of his mouth, whether it was dangerous or not was not clear, and these people had already begun to fight among themselves.

Not enough success!

The sound of popping came to the ears, and although the prohibition was extraordinary, it finally couldn't support it under the repeated blows of this top-level ancient treasure, and the ghost fog let out a terrible wail, and then it disappeared, and the treasure transported on the car finally appeared.

The bearded monk's face was happy, but he immediately withdrew and stepped back, this person also had a little bit of scheming, in front of the heavy treasure, he also knew that the safety of the road came first.

The other monks did the same, and the ghost king's escape just now was too unusual.

However, after the ghost fog dissipated. I waited a long time. But there were no accidents.

Everyone looked at each other. But there was a hint of ecstasy on the face of the bearded monk. The figure flashed. It has fled like the chariot.

The red-robed old man and the female cultivator glanced at each other. Not to be outdone. Show your powers. Immediately followed.

Other disciples of the earthly people. At the moment, it is divided into three groups. Faintly fenced off the cart.

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows. Release your senses. Although it is hundreds of zhang away. But all of them. But I can see it clearly.

On top of that ghost car. There are several boxes. The portion size is quite heavy.

The Bearded Monk glanced at the two companions behind him, a grim look flashed on his face, and with a flick of his fingers, several white lights burst out from his fingers, opening the lid of the box one by one.

"These are ......"

The inside of the box was indeed full of all kinds of treasures, not to mention the spars for the time being, the rare materials of those refining weapons had already dazzled people's eyes.

Among them, there are even a lot of materials for refining magic weapons such as the thousand-year-old copper essence and the mother of dark iron.

It's sent!

The haired monk's eyes lit up, the red-robed old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the ghost path nun had a peachy face, obviously also in excitement.

Only Lin Xuan's face showed a slight disappointment, although these things were valuable, they were nothing in his eyes, what he needed was that kind of real top-level material, but unfortunately he didn't see any of them.

Gone?

Lin Xuan shook his head, since he had been lurking for so long, of course he had to see the matter as a hindsight.

"Fairy Ning, Brother Zhou, after we count these things, how about dividing them equally according to their value. It was the red-robed old man who broke the silence: "Of course, Brother Zhou should get more than one percent, and he will divide it in advance." ”

"That's very good. ”

"I don't have a problem either. ”

Seeing that both of them nodded in agreement, the old man in the red robe had a happy face, now among the three parties, his strength is the weakest, the woman surnamed Ning is a ghost cultivator, not to mention, this draped monk is not as good as himself, but with that gourd ancient treasure, he and he are definitely more defeated than less.

Since he was on the weak side, he naturally didn't want to make a mistake, so he quickly divided the treasure, and then patted his ass and left.

Thinking like this, the old man moved quickly, and soon divided the spoils of this time into three points according to their value, of which the pile in front of the hair-draped monk was slightly more.

This made a trace of jealousy flash in the eyes of the woman surnamed Naning, but it quickly disappeared, in the world of cultivating immortals, it is nothing to break your word and get fat, as long as you kill all those who know, but the ancient treasure of the monk with hair really made her heart tremble, and she could only press this tempting thought.

The three of them each have their own ghosts, but they are finally jealous of each other, and on the surface, they are still calm and very harmonious.

Soon the old man counted the treasures of ten.

"Hey, what is this?"

Hearing his surprised opening, the other monks also turned their attention to it, and saw that there was an Ange at the bottom of the cart, and from there, a brocade box carved from white jade was found.

The brocade box was about a foot long, and there were several black talismans pasted on the surface, so far away, Lin Xuan could easily feel the forbidden aura emanating from it, and he didn't know what was in the seal.

However, the uneasy premonition in Lin Xuan's heart became stronger and stronger.

The red-robed old man held the brocade box in his hand, and his expression was a little hesitant, but although this person was also a monk in the middle stage of Ning Dan, how could he compare his knowledge with Lin Xuan, and after a little hesitation, his face was replaced by greed.

Raising his left hand, a flash of inspiration flashed between his fingers, and he tore the talisman fiercely, and then with a thumb clasp, he wanted to open the lid of the box.

But before he could finish the whole action, the brocade box suddenly flew up on its own.

Seeing this scene, the red-robed old man couldn't help but be stunned, but then he didn't have time to think about it, a big red hand appeared in the sky, and grabbed the brocade box fiercely.

"Idiot!"

Hiding in the shadows, Lin Xuan couldn't help but curse in his heart.

From the brocade box, an astonishing aura suddenly burst out, and a blue sword light was conjured, easily slashing that big hand to pieces.

"Hehe, it's finally time to see the light of day, as a thank you, let me send you back to the west. ”

From inside the brocade box, there was a sudden laughing word, with a little sound of gold and iron, and the tone was even more terrifying.

"What's it, pretending to be a ghost?"

The red-robed old man was taken aback, and before he could think about it, he opened the shield first, and then shouted with a slow expression.

"Why are you yelling, if you want to die, you can start first!"

Speaking of this, the mirror box suddenly spun without warning, and it became faster and faster, and even faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

Naturally, everyone was vigilant, and they sacrificed the magic weapon to protect themselves, and for a while, the light flashed wildly, but it was also extraordinary.

The red-robed old man's face flashed, and he raised his hand to release a strange magic weapon in the shape of a cone, which turned into a fierce light and stabbed it fiercely towards the brocade box.

However, it was a little late, and in the thunder, the brocade box suddenly fell apart, and a red beam of light burst out, hitting the old man at a lightning speed.

Thorn ......

The shield barely played any role in resisting, bursting like a blister, blood spurted wildly from the old man's mouth, and in the middle of his left chest, there was an extra hole the size of a bowl.

The old man lowered his head and looked at his wounds, his face full of disbelief, but the vitality left him point by point.