Lan Kui Dao saw that it was impossible to obtain the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Mulberry Wood alone, so he simply cut down with a sword of time and cut the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Mulberry Wood into two sections, at least he still had a chance to get one of them.

In their opinion, as the inheritance treasure of the Lingyi Sect, the Lankui Daoist undoubtedly wanted to obtain the complete Lingsang Wood, but they never thought that the Lankui Daoist would have such courage, and would rather cut the Ten Thousand Year Lingsang Wood in two.

If a complete 10,000-year-old spirit mulberry wood is enough for the Lan Kui Dao people to use the secret technique of refining vitality to support him to perform the sword magic power of time a hundred times without damage, then with his sword cutting off the spirit mulberry wood, the remaining half can support him to cast forty times.

The same is true for Muyang Dawu and Tengchong Demon King, the rich wood origin contained in this 10,000-year-old Lingsang King Wood can be regarded as a unique treasure for these two extraterritorial Taoist cultivators, and they each have the means to use the wood origin in it to make their cultivation strength greatly improved.

However, at this time, Lingsang Wang Mu was cut off with a single sword, as if this knife had slashed at the bodies of the two extraterritorial Dao cultivators, making their original plan to improve their respective strength come to naught!

Lan Kui Daoist slashed one by one, and the top of the mast was half cut in the air, and it collided towards the two extraterritorial Dao cultivators who rushed towards him.

However, these two people can't dodge yet, once they dodge, under the watchful eyes of all the Dao cultivators around them, I am afraid that this half of the Wang Wood will not be theirs, and the two Dao Cultivators can only catch this half of the Lingsang Wang Wood alive, not only to catch it, but also not to cause any damage to it, not only can there be no damage, but also to quickly block the origin of the wood line that is flowing from the cut section.

Maybe there are many intermediate steps, but the time spent by the two Daoists is extremely short, but even if the time spent is short, it is enough for the Lankui Daoist, when the Muyang Great Witch and the Tengchong Demon King finished dealing with the half of the Lingsang Wang Wood in their hands, the Lankui Daoist at the other end has already Shi Shiran put away the other half of the Lingsang Wang Wood, and this half of the Lingmu of the Lankui Daoist is where the root of the original Wang Mu is located, and the half of the Muyang Dawu and Tengchong Demon King is where the top of the Wang Mu is located, even if it is equally divided, the vigor of the Muxing Yuan is not the same。

Facing the two extraterritorial Dao cultivators who were angry, Lan Kui Dao people's faces were as calm as a cold pool, and they just looked at the two Dao cultivators coldly.

"Lan Kui, you-, you are ruthless!"

The Tengchong Demon King had a vicious look on his face, but in the end, he only spit out these two words in his mouth.

Muyang Dawu snorted coldly, and the palm of the hand that was holding half of the Wang Mu suddenly twisted hard, but the palm of the Tengchong Demon King who was supporting the Wang Mu at the other end did not move at all.

I only heard the sound of "gurgling" coming from the remaining half of the king wood in the hands of the two Taoist cultivators, and with a crisp sound of "pop", this half of the king wood was broken into two again, and the Muyang Great Witch and the Tengchong Demon King each held a piece in their hands.

Yang Junshan watched the competition between the Lan Kui Dao people and the two extraterritorial Dao cultivators from a distance, and he couldn't help but secretly praise this Lan Kui Dao people for being worthy of being the helmsman of the top sect in the cultivation world, but this kind of courage was heartbreaking.

But at the moment when the battle between the two sides came to an end, a huge crisis suddenly hit his perception.

"Be careful!"

Yang Junshan was not the only one who sensed the danger, and a terrible roar suddenly came, and the divine consciousness wandering around was suddenly in chaos.

"Bang

On the deck below, there was a sudden palpitating sound from the cabin around him, and then in the horrified eyes of many Dao cultivators, cracks began to crack on the deck, and the wooden walls of the cabin cracked, and they were getting bigger and denser.

Yang Junshan and the others changed color one by one, everyone knew that under these decks, the cabins were all closed and complete secret realm spaces, once these secret realm spaces collapsed at the same time, the space storm rolled up was far from the cabin that Lan Kui and the two extraterritorial Dao cultivators broke by fighting for a mast.

Yang Junshan didn't think about it, the two Yi Yuan magnetic divine light rose under his feet, and forcibly took off seven zhang in the air when there was a ban on the air five zhang above the deck of the Dinghai Boat.

Then, under the gaze of his gaze, the cracks under his feet suddenly collapsed, and the shattered space rolled up a chaotic storm, some suddenly collapsed, like a bottomless pit sucking everything in, and some completely exploded, countless space fragments attached to the fragmented half of the fragment, enough to split the protective space realm of the Dao Realm, and some were like turbulent storms, directly involving the Dao Realm existence that could not be dodged.

Yang Junshan saw with his own eyes that the spatial realm held up by a Rui Qi Realm monk was torn apart by the space storm, and then swallowed it up amid the screams of this Rui Qi Realm monk, and the cry for help came to an abrupt end.

Yang Junshan spread his hands, one hand overflowed with cyan brilliance, and the other hand flashed with golden light, and the two rays of brilliance swam around each other, forming a blue and gold light under his feet, each like a swimming fish, blocking all the dangers under his feet.

However, at this time, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Yang Junshan's eyes, and when he took a closer look, he saw a fist-sized pearl crashing straight into the dissipation of the blue and gold brilliance, so fast that even Yang Junshan couldn't react in time, and this obviously valuable pearl turned into a handful of pearl powder and scattered all over the ground.

At this time, he could finally be sure that the pearl should at least be a treasure-level spiritual material, and it was also a rare pearl treasure, and a significant feature of this kind of treasure was that it rarely needed the assistance of other spiritual materials in the process of cultivating the magic weapon, that is to say, just this pearl of the treasure-level material could be regarded as a half-finished treasure.

In other words, a semi-finished treasure was just destroyed by Yang Junshan "accidentally"!

However, Yang Junshan didn't care about feeling distressed at all, just after the pearl was swept up by the spatial turbulence, more and more treasures flew out of the collapsed secret space, some disappeared in the space storm, some were destroyed by the space turbulence and crashed into the unprepared monks, more were destroyed at the moment of the collapse of the secret space, and some were attached to some space debris, directly tearing apart the protective realm of some monks, making some monks suffer enough.

Some of these sudden treasures come from secret spaces that have not yet been explored by monks, and some come from secret spaces that have been explored but have not been found, but all of these are no longer important, what matters is the ownership of these treasures flying in the sky!

Yang Junshan sacrificed the Mountain Monarch Seal, and used it to replace the "Silver Sky" to maintain the Liangyi Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, although it was not as flexible as when the "Silver Sky" controlled this divine power, but there was no doubt that the power of the divine power would be increased to the maximum.

The vacated "Silver Sky" was above Yang Junshan's hands, and he quickly joined the competition for various treasures that flew out of the secret space that exploded from the Dinghai Boat.

A squirrel could find a safe gap in the turbulence of the criss-crossed space, and then suddenly leaped forward and latched a foot-long conch in its mouth, it was hard to believe that such a large conch was actually carried by a palm-sized squirrel in the air.

However, the flickering aura of this colorful conch obviously attracted the attention of many people, and after it delicately passed through a floating spatial turbulence, a gourd suddenly appeared across the void and appeared on its way, the mouth of the gourd opened to swallow the squirrel into its belly.

However, the comer obviously underestimated the opponent because of the size of the squirrel, and the squirrel suddenly jumped up, turned nimbly in mid-air, and suddenly calmed down in the turbulent space where it passed, and then lightly touched on the gourd, and then jumped away again, and the colorful conch was always held in its mouth from beginning to end, and behind the squirrel, the gourd was a little lighter by the squirrel, and the whole thing turned over in mid-air.

At the moment when the squirrel and the gourd were over, dozens of zhang away, Xu Tiancheng's face had turned into the color of pig's liver in shame, and he couldn't help but look at the familiar figure at the other end viciously, but when he saw a flickering white light, a contemptuous smile seemed to appear in his eyes, Xu Tiancheng shuddered for no reason, he obviously read a murderous aura from the other party's gaze!

The squirrel handed over the colorful conch in his hand to Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan was extremely impressed by the colorful conch dao in the hands of the Haitian Daoist, so when he noticed this colorful conch in the collapse of the secret space, he did not hesitate to control the "silver sky" and start to snatch it.

Now that the conch is in his hands, although Yang Junshan has never touched the Daoist weapon of the Haitian Daoist with his own hands, he is seventy percent sure that the material of the two must be the same, but the colorful conch in his hand now is smaller than the magic weapon of the Haitian Daoist, and the quality is not as good as it, but no matter how arrogant Yang Junshan is, he will not think that he can make a Taoist weapon with a treasure in his hand.

"Deep Sea Ugin!"

An exclamation with a hint of delight came.

Yang Junshan's heart moved, and he looked up in the direction where the voice came from, but saw a piece of black and yellow metal the size of a watermelon flowing like water waves in the air, but around this piece of black and yellow metal, it was surrounded by a string of prayer beads.

"Good, good, this thing is the poor monk's thing, please let this benefactor go!"

A deep voice came, but the circle of the rosary suddenly shrank, imprisoning the deep sea Ugin in it and about to take it away.

"Hmph, it turned out to be a bald head outside the territory, this is a thing of my human race, how can you let people outside the territory put their beaks!"

The voice from before came, and a thunderbolt came across the sky, directly blowing up the string of prayer beads imprisoned on the deep sea Ugin, and then suddenly it could still be light in mid-air, and it was about to take the deep sea Ujin away.

A delicate silver-threaded robe opened in mid-air, cutting off the thunderbolt in mid-air.

Unexpectedly, the thunder suddenly burst out, and countless thunderbolts slashed the robe to tremble.

But at this time, another squirrel suddenly jumped out of the void, taking advantage of the thunder and the robe to clash with the stall, sneakily rushed to the deep sea Ugin, regardless of the size of the Ujin several times larger than it, and the weight did not know how many thousand catties, just sweep it with its tail, and the Ujin was driven away by the squirrel rolling in mid-air.

"Haha, the two of them will divide the winner first, but this piece of Wujin Yang will be disrespectful!"

Perhaps because of the robbery while the fire was burning, Yang Junshan's malicious laughter sounded a little harsh, even if the party vying for this piece of Ugin was a Miao Yong Daoist from Zixiao Pavilion, the top sect in the cultivation world.