As the war continued, most of Qingshui City fell into chaos. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the edge of the battlefield in a corner, a turtle the size of a blood-stained millstone sneakily looked at the demons and Terrans who were fighting in front of him, and quickly ran to the side of a lost Terran cultivator on all fours, and then spread out his limbs, lying motionless on the ground and pretending to be dead.

The little eyes squinted and glanced around, and when he saw that no one noticed him, he came back to life, groping up and down the lost cultivator, and after a while, he took out a storage bag from his armor, and his eyes suddenly bent with a smile.

I saw that this turtle did not dislike the blood stains on the storage bag, and hurriedly stuffed the storage bag into the gap between the neck and the turtle shell, and then spread out its limbs and crashed to death, its eyes patrolled the surrounding corpses, and its small eyes observed whether there were any more powerful corpses nearby whether they were dressed or strengthened.

This turtle is naturally Wu Gui, who is making a fortune in a muffled voice, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stuff a few storage bags even if he was stuffed with them, maybe he would have stripped off all the valuable things on the corpse, instead of just looking for a few dead masters to take the storage bags on their bodies as his own.

Normally, the weapons and armor and other trophies attached to a war are not collected until the battle is over, and it is often the defeated who flee or are exterminated and surrender, and the victor has everything.

Otherwise, if you collect your property while fighting, then you don't have to fight, everyone wants to collect a little, how can you still have the heart to fight.

But there are exceptions to everything, such as today, there are obscene and sullen turtles on the battlefield as long as they don't want money.

After looking around and finding that there were no more valuable corpses, the turtle looked around carefully, and when he saw that no one had noticed, he quickly ran into a half-collapsed house.

The turtle that ran into the house poked out his head to look at the situation outside, and when he saw that the two sides were still fighting, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, hid in the corner and took out all the storage bags on his body, looking at the six or seven storage bags on the ground and smiling from ear to ear.

Great harvest, great harvest!

It stands to reason that he should also join the battle together, but he is not a fool, usually the four demon generals don't even have resources that can help with cultivation, such as hair bottle pills or spirit grass, and in this battle, they even use these low-level demon beasts and scattered demon soldiers as cannon fodder, and the ghosts work for them.

At the same time, Wu Gui, as a person who has crossed over, does not want to hate those native demon clans, whether it is good or not, as soon as the two sides meet, they will either live or die.

Because of this maverick, no one would have thought that there would be a demon turtle of the obscene demon clan on the battlefield, who was secretly handing out dead money under everyone's noses.

After pouring out the contents of the storage bag and picking out the valuable things, Wu Gui unified these things into a storage bag, and then stuffed the storage bag onto his body.

He already had four such storage bags on him, and with these five, they were trophies collected from more than thirty human or demon elites.

After stuffing the storage bag, Wu Gui, who was sure that he would not fall out, slipped out of the private house, and he was wondering if he should stop and run back to the Qingxi River now, and use these collected cultivation materials to close the ten or eight years of peace of mind, so that he could break through to the realm of demon soldiers.

This time, with the Qingxi River Demon Clan's army coming out, although he didn't move many hands and didn't kill a few people, he had greatly gained a lot of knowledge.

The hundred-meter-high and four- or five-hundred-meter-wide waves are churning wantonly, soaring in the sky and the white feather demon will be excited by the Terran powerhouse, the real body of the iron shield demon more than 60 meters will easily break through the light curtain wall, the fierce battle between the demon army and the human army, and many other scenes that have been seen for the first time in more than ten years......

These pictures made Wu Gui clearly realize that his strength was still too weak!

Because of this, he pretended to die on the corpse to make a fortune, risking his life to collect more cultivation resources, so that he could have enough resources to consume in the process of cultivating and becoming stronger.

Otherwise, there was no need for Wu Gui to risk being chased and killed by his fellow demon clans and the human race, after all, his behavior would not be seen at all, and in the eyes of both sides, it would be like a tiger's mouth.

You must know that although blind penance can also increase cultivation, it is the time of the years, and it depends on the persistence of water drops to promote the progress of the cultivation realm.

And if you want to cultivate quickly, it's not impossible, but you have to have enough resources to squander, otherwise there is no way at all.

What is the reason why Wu Gui was able to cultivate to the late stage of the Demon Beast Realm in five years?

It's not his talent, it's not his cultivation day and night without rest, it's the resources he got from Wang Guangjin, Wu Zhiming, and Si'er!

Otherwise, just relying on his mid-to-upper qualifications that are neither good nor bad, it is completely impossible to reach this level in five years!

But by this time, the resources had been almost gathered, and now the question facing Take-kyu was whether to take it when he saw it, or to continue to take the risk and see if he could get some storage bags off some of the corpses.

It's a difficult question to choose......

On the one hand, there is life safety, and on the other hand, there is nothing wrong with choosing that side, but it also means that once you choose one side, you have to give up the other.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Gui decided to take a few more adventures, strive to fill two more storage bags, and then go back to Qingxi River to hide without doing anything, if not, go back to the stream and river where he came out, and cultivate for ten or eight years until he has enough strength before returning to Qingxi River.

It's risking your life, but it's a rare opportunity!

Who knows how many more such wars will come next?

Maybe ten years......

Or maybe twenty years......

It is also possible that there will be no chance for forty or fifty years......

Do the math, it has been thirty-five years since the last battle against the Qingxi River Demon Clan, but who can guarantee that the next battle will definitely have a chance to continue to collect cultivation resources?

Grandma's, fight!

Hold up the bold, starve the faint-hearted!

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, the sword edge is sharpened, blindly looking forward and backward, not daring to fight to break through, how can you become a strong man?

What's more, if you don't pay, where will you be protected?

Thinking of this, Wu Gui slipped out of the half-collapsed house with his eyes firmly and stealthily followed the street to find the next battlefield.

If you don't even have resources, how can you talk about cultivation, haven't you heard of being poor in literature and rich in martial arts?

He wants to pick up more corpses and collect more resources to cultivate and become stronger!

What Wu Gui didn't know was that at the same time as he stepped into the street, a hundred-meter-sized spirit boat in the sky quietly flew over the Qingxi River without anyone knowing, flew over the flooded river beach fields, and arrived over Qingshui City, which was caught in a melee......