Chapter 121: Brother, Let's Give Money
The actions of Ye Lingchuan and the others naturally attracted the attention of many people. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, Wang Xuan sneered, and was just about to open his mouth to mock, when suddenly the previous picture appeared in his mind, his body couldn't help but shudder, gritted his teeth, Wang Xuan snorted coldly, ignored the two, and continued to bombard the light curtain in front of him.
And Greedy Qingkong couldn't help but flutter when he saw the appearance of the two of them, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little, isn't it just a few spiritual treasures, what's going on with the two of you like playing with your life? Looking at Bai Zili beside him, Greedy Qingkong said a little speechlessly: "Zili, is your friend usually like this?"
"Who knows what he's usually like, it's like he's never seen money, it's a shame. Bai Zili looked at Ye Lingchuan, hating the root of his teeth, you didn't tell me, I'll give you two, as for that. It must be that woman! It must be her who brought you bad! Thinking of this, Bai Zili's eyes became more and more unkind when she looked at Xiao Qianning.
As everyone kept bombarding, the light curtain around the platform gradually became dim, and it seemed to be crumbling at any time.
Seeing this scene, the atmosphere in the square suddenly became a little solemn, and the more than 100 monks who were originally tied together were scattered at this moment, keeping a distance from each other, and their eyes were full of vigilance.
Ye Lingchuan was naturally aware of this changing atmosphere, and under the temptation of this spiritual treasure, no one would not be tempted.
"Senior sister, you will go and grab the spirit treasure armor in a while, and I will go and grab the spirit stone and the flying boat!" Seeing that the light curtain was about to shatter, Ye Lingchuan's eyes were about to turn red.
"Don't worry, junior brother, that Lingbao armor must be ours. Xiao Qianning began to blacken again.
Just as the two were talking, a giant hammer in the hand of a monk slammed into the light curtain, only to hear a "click", a huge crack opened on the light curtain, and then this crack expanded rapidly in the eyes of everyone, almost all over every corner of the light curtain.
"Bang!"
The light curtain that had reached its limit suddenly burst open, turning into countless light chips and falling from the sky. At the moment when the light curtain burst, in the square, which was already extremely tight, surging spiritual power erupted almost instantly, and everyone's eyes became blood-red at this moment, and one figure after another suddenly jumped up, and their eyes greedily grabbed towards the flying spiritual treasure.
"Let go of Lao Tzu! I will take a fancy to this spiritual treasure first! Brothers, give it to me!"
"Fuck you, then you're still my favorite! Kill them, little ones!"
The battle revolved around the eight spirit treasures, and broke out in an instant. It's just that the spirit treasure is an item that can only be used by the knot monks, and almost all the knot monks in the field who thought they were strong rushed towards the eight spirit treasures, and the remaining foundation building and condensing monks who were lucky enough to come in, and some of the knot monks who thought they were not good at it, set their eyes on the spirit stones that exuded a rich aura on the platform.
However, just as many monks took action to put the spirit stone into their bags, a terrible and earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded from the square.
"Why do you put down the !! for Lao Tzu"
Hearing this loud roar, the originally roaring square became quiet for a moment, and everyone stopped their movements and looked at Ye Lingchuan, who was standing among the spirit stones. I saw that Ye Lingchuan's forehead was bruised, his eyes were blood-red, and his whole person was like a volcano about to erupt, and his arm holding the long sword trembled.
"All the spirit stones on this platform belong to Lao Tzu, you all put them down for me!"
Hearing Ye Lingchuan's words, most of the monks in the audience couldn't help but sneer, and immediately continued to install spirit stones with their hands and feet. A Jiedan monk looked at Ye Lingchuan and pursed his lips disdainfully: "It's still all yours, why are you so awesome......
"Poof. ”
Looking at the Yudan man who fell to the ground softly, Ye Lingchuan tilted his head, and his eyes flashed with a palpitating red light: "I will say it again, these spirit stones are all Lao Tzu!"
An old man frowned: "Friend, I'm afraid it's a little ...... for you to do this."
"Poof. ”
Glancing at the old man who fell softly beside the man, Ye Lingchuan twisted his neck: "Who else!"
Two monks in a row were cut to the ground by Ye Lingchuan, and the monks who picked up the spirit stones in the field all stopped one after another, looking at Ye Lingchuan, their eyes were full of horror.
"Seniors, juniors are willing to ......"
"Poof. ”
Looking at the Qi Condensing Monk who fell to the ground, Ye Lingchuan went crazy: "Do you really want to die, do you want to die! Ah? Even if you don't have a Dan, you dare to come out and speak! Do you have no me in your eyes, do you not have me!"
Seeing Ye Lingchuan's whole body cultivation erupt, the long sword in his hand slashed everywhere, a Jiedan monk swallowed and spitted, turned on all his protection to the maximum, and trembled and pointed at the Qi Condensing monk lying on the ground: "Dao, Daoyou, he seems to ...... As if to give you something. ”
"Huh?" Ye Lingchuan glared at the Jiedan monk, snorted coldly and looked at the Qi Condensing monk lying on the ground, and after sweeping for a long time, Ye Lingchuan looked at the Jiedan monk unkindly. "Why didn't I see it. ”
The monk was almost frightened: "Brother, look at his hand, is it a spirit stone that is exposed?"
Following his fingers, Ye Lingchuan really saw that the Qi Condensing Cultivator had a high-grade spirit stone in his hand, but there was too little exposed, so he didn't see it just now.
"Hey, misunderstanding, misunderstanding. Ye Lingchuan laughed. "It's your fault, why didn't you say it earlier, isn't this misunderstood? Do you think you blame him?"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's all his fault, he speaks too slowly. The monk nodded hurriedly, for fear that he had misunderstood.
"Okay, okay, since you have this thought, then I won't embarrass you, come over one by one and line up to hand over the spirit stones. Ye Lingchuan waved his hand generously, put away all the spirit stones on the ground, and looked at the monks in the field with blazing eyes.
The rest of the group of monks, you look at me, I look at you, my heart is about to collapse. You said that you are so strong, you don't want to rob the eight spiritual treasures in the sky, what kind of trouble are you coming to us! Although there are a lot of spiritual stones, you are like a fate, where are you from? You have never seen money in your family?
"Hey, hey, what's the ink, don't delay me to grab the spirit treasure, I can tell you, if you delay me to get rich, then you will cut my longevity!" Ye Lingchuan's eyes suddenly widened, and the red light in his eyes became rich again. ", kill me Shouyuan, I'll see who dares to kill my Shouyuan!"
Looking at Ye Lingchuan, who was once again cultivating his whole body and slashing everywhere with the long sword in his hand, the eyes of the monks in the field moistened.
Brother, we give money!