In the sky, Zhang Qing stepped on the flying boat and waved his hand to shoot out a blue light, which was a green shuttle, directly hitting Murong Ying who came with a crane. Murong Ying waved his hand and shè out of a purple sè sword shadow, facing Qing sè Xiao Shuo. With a scream, the shadow of the sword dispersed, and Qing Sè Xiaoshuo was also knocked back.

The scattered energy was scattered into the valley and fell into the crowd of melee, bringing a little blood.

"Zhang Qing!" Murong Ying looked at the situation in the valley and said coldly, "If you have the guts, come with me......"

Saying that, Murong Ying flew away with a crane, and Zhang Qing chased after him on a flying boat. When the two foundation building monks fought, the scattered energy was not something that everyone in the valley could easily take.

"Admiralty!" Xiong Lin had already summoned the natal Admiralty at this time and covered it outside his body, resisting the energy that was surging from all directions from time to time.

"Knock knock dangdang...... feeling the bell ringing continuously, Xiong Lin's face changed, "No, you must leave quickly and leave this place!"

Looking up at the height of the cliff top, it was only about ten zhang high, and Xiong Lin was sure that he only needed to borrow strength on the cliff wall once to climb to the top of the cliff.

"Huh?" Xiong Lin just wanted to get up, but suddenly found a corpse lying not far from him, and he immediately recognized it as the middle-aged foundation building man who had been killed by Murong Ying's sword shadow at the beginning. Just at a glance, Xiong Lin saw the storage bag hanging from the corpse's waist!

"Monk Zhuji's storage bag!" Xiong Lin's eyes shrank, his heart jumped, and his body that was about to rise also stopped, and his face changed slightly.

"Fight ......" but after a moment, Xiong Lin made up his mind, "If you don't pick up the dead people's wealth, you won't pick up the ......"

Glancing around, the battle between the monks of the Zhang family and the monks of the Murong family became more and more in full swing, and no one paid attention to the situation around them at all. Mrs. Luo and the others also went their separate ways, busy running for their lives.

Xiong Lin's right hand suddenly poked out, and he quickly sucked the middle-aged foundation building monk's waist storage bag into his hand between his hands, and then quickly put it into his arms. Turning around, he quickly climbed towards the top of the cliff.

It is a small trick that can be done by taking things from the air and breaking through the acquired achievement of one level of qi training.

Climbing to the top of the cliff, Xiong Lin began to run without knowing the direction. The first is to stay away from this chaotic battle, and the second is to be a thief, afraid that someone will find out that he has stolen the storage bag of the foundation monk.

However, although his heart was weak, Xiong Lin was extremely excited in his heart. A foundation monk's storage bag, that's a foundation monk's lifelong collection! Just thinking about it makes him feel so excited that he almost flies out.

After running for two hours in a row, crossing several hills, away from the chaotic valley, Xiong Lin slowed down and prepared to rest.

At this time, seeing that there was a forest in front of him, without thinking about it, Xiong Lin ran directly into the depths of the woods. He was not busy resting, he took out the black flag first, and shook his hand and stuck it in the shadows and thorns of the trees on the side.

There's nothing wrong with being careful, after all, life matters!

Then Xiong Lin sat down cross-legged, breathed for a moment, and reached out to take out the storage bag from his arms. The small bag is black sè, smaller than his own, and it is embroidered with a golden sè flying boat, and there is a golden flag on the flying boat, and the flag is embroidered with the word 'Zhang'!

Seeing this, Xiong Lin couldn't help frowning, it seems that this storage bag will not be easy to take out and use in the future.

"Hehe, I ran so fast, I almost lost my ......" was just about to open the storage bag, when suddenly a deep voice came from the front, Xiong Lin was startled, and hurriedly put the storage bag into his arms and stood up.

"Don't hide it, I saw you steal that family foundation monk's storage bag......" Yin Shen's voice said, and a short, thin figure like a monkey slowly approached.

"It's you!" Xiong Lin's face sank, and it turned out to be a man surnamed Hou.

"Hehe, it's me!" The man surnamed Hou smiled deeply, a small black cone in his hand flashed with a penetrating cold light, "I just wanted to kill you to relieve my hatred, but I didn't expect to see you steal the storage bag of the foundation building monk......"

"You're a lot of guts...... Hehe, but it's going to be cheap for me now. Obediently hand over the storage bag, I'll keep you all dead!"

"You ......" Xiong Lin looked at each other angrily, and wanted to say something. Suddenly, his face changed, and the man surnamed Hou took this opportunity to shake his hand and knock out the black sè small cone, turning into a black light and coming straight to his face.

"Admiralty Protector!" Xiong Lin roared angrily, and the natal Admiralty quickly protected his body, and collided head-on with the black sè cone that came from Shè.

"When the ......" bell rang, the black sè cone was blocked. Xiong Lin's face turned white, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and poured it on the Admiralty. The place where the small black cone hit the Admiralty was obviously dented and a hole was clearly recessed.

"Hey, the little second layer of qi refining dares to fight with me!" The man surnamed Hou sneered, waved his hand and took the black sè small cone that was knocked back, "I see that your broken bell can stop me from chasing the soul cone a few times!"

"Mizuki Fan Light Flag, up!" Xiong Lin glared at the other party angrily, and suddenly a true qi hit the black flag planted in the thorns on the side, and immediately sacrificed the black flag.

In an instant, a black light swept across a radius of five hundred meters, and the mist spread, and the shadows of the trees merged into the trees. Xiong Lin Xiu broke through to the second layer of Qi training, and the area of the 'Ghost Forest' formed by sacrificing the black flag also greatly increased.

"You are looking for a dead ......" The moment the black light appeared, the man surnamed Hou knew that it was not good, and he jumped up on the ground and pounced on Xiong Lin. It's just that when he was in the air, he found that the mist in the Western Zhou Dynasty was rising, and where Xiong Lin was in front of him, there was a big tree standing at this time, and he was about to crash into the tree.

"Maze!" The man surnamed Hou turned over and let go of the big tree, fell to the ground, and looked at the fog around him, the shadows of the trees were heavy, and his face was even more gloomy.

"Boy...... I know you're here......" The man surnamed Hou looked around, couldn't tell the direction, and didn't dare to move, and said in a deep voice, "You are only the second layer of Qi cultivation, even if you can sacrifice the maze, how long can you hold on......

"Lao Tzu is a fifth-level Qi cultivator, and it will consume you......" The man surnamed Hou continued to say while being on guard, "You obediently withdrew the maze and handed over the storage bag...... And this maze, I'll let you go......"

Xiong Lin hid aside, deaf to the words of the man surnamed Hou, and he was afraid that he didn't believe his words! Turning over and taking out the big knife, Xiong Lin carefully walked behind the other party and raised the big knife.

The golden mangs suddenly appeared, like a golden lightning bolt slashing down, Xiong Lin angrily slashed at the other party's head.

"When ......" a crisp sound, I saw a silver light flash above the head of the man surnamed Hou, and suddenly a silver sè round mirror appeared, floating above his head, sprinkling a silver light to protect his whole body. Xiong Lin slashed down with a knife, slashing at the silver light spilled by the round mirror, making a crisp sound.

"Hey, I caught you......" The man surnamed Hou sneered, and reflexively knocked out the black sè small cone, straight to Xiong Lin.

"......" Xiong Lin was startled, trying his best to move his body, and at the same time, the Admiralty protected his body, and the black sè small cone rubbed the Admiralty and shè out, arousing a few golden sè sparks.

"Haha...... Boy, you don't have no other means than that broken bell, do you...... He slashed me with a mortal broken knife......"

The man surnamed Hou laughed wildly, looked around vigilantly, and said with a sneer.

Xiong Lin looked at the big knife in his hand, just now he slashed it with all his strength, and hit the silver light, and at this time, he saw that the knife edge was rolled up. It seems that mortal weapons still can't compete with monks' magic weapons after all.

Frowning and putting away the big knife, Xiong Lin looked at the man surnamed Hou who was carefully guarding in the maze, thinking about any means to break through the silver light of the protective body and kill the other party.

"It's still a shallow cultivation, and there are no powerful attack methods!" Xiong Lin thought for a long time, and found that he didn't know where to start.

"Haha...... Boy, there's no way...... You're just a little second-level Qi refining cultivator, and you're still far from fighting with me......" The man surnamed Hou didn't move for a long time, his eyes rolled, and he seemed to have guessed Xiong Lin's predicament.

"Lao Tzu advises you to quickly withdraw from the maze, kneel on the ground for me to make amends, send a storage bag and a maze, Lao Tzu is in a good mood and can spare your life......"

"Is it just like this to trap him here, and I will leave immediately?" Xiong Lin thought about it, and it seemed that this was the only way to get out, but he was reluctant to bear the black flag.

The black flag is obviously not simple, Xiong Lin has already deeply experienced it. If he is allowed to leave it here like this, he is really reluctant.

"Well, that's right!" Xiong Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he reached out and took out the storage bag of the Zhuji Monk from his arms, "I don't have a suitable attack weapon, the Zhuji Monk must have it!"

Xiong Lin suddenly found that he had been entangled for a long time, and he was actually riding a donkey to find a donkey.

Feeding the True Qi into the storage bag, Xiong Lin obviously felt that this storage bag was a little more advanced than his own, and he needed twice as much True Qi.

Opening the storage bag, Xiong Lin looked inside and was stunned.

"Shhh...... A lot of spirit stones!" After a while, Xiong Lin came back to his senses with a gasp. I saw that the space of this storage bag was 100 meters square, and it was full of spirit stones, most of which were yellow sè's earth xing spirit stones, a small number of gold sè's metal xing spirit stones, and some green sè's wood xing spirit stones.

The full spirit stones were almost piled up in the storage bag, and Xiong Lin couldn't count how many there were for a while.

"This is for loading spirit stones!" Xiong Lin suddenly remembered, isn't the man who built the foundation just sitting in the mine cave and supervising the private mining of the spirit mine, it seems that the private mining of the spirit mine is probably here!

Xiong Lin was almost stunned by the sudden surprise for a while, and it took a long time to remember the situation at this time, and remembered that he was looking for an attack weapon. If you have a spirit stone, you also need a life flower!

"Magic Weapon ......" Xiong Lin ignored the mountain-like spirit stone and looked at the other things in the storage bag.

This storage bag is obviously mainly used to hold spirit stones, except for spirit stones, there are few other items. There were only a few small black sè balls, half the size of a palm, and I didn't know what it was for, and they were placed on the mountain where the spirit stones were piled up. There are still a few books in the corner, and there is not a single magic weapon that Xiong Lin is looking for!

"Boy, my patience is limited...... At this time, the man surnamed Hou saw that Xiong Lin did not react for a long time, and began to become impatient, and suddenly turned his hand and took out a small black ball, Yin Shen said, "See this? This is a mountain thunder, collected from earth fire and heavenly thunder, this one can explode a radius of 100 meters, and the power can blow up a small mountain......

"It's urgent, Lao Tzu blasted your maze into the sky with a mountain mine...... "The man surnamed Hou threatened in a deep voice, "When the time comes, don't say it's a whole corpse, it's a soul, and Lao Tzu won't let it go!"

Xiong Lin looked at the black sè ball in the hand of the man surnamed Hou, and only felt that his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It turns out that those black sè balls are mountain thunder!"