The lifting of the ban beads is still being produced, and the competition continues.

Hundreds of people fought together, as if they were in a frenzy, and they didn't know why they were fighting. Some people are desperately snatching the forbidden beads, while others are swords and swords, harvesting the lives of others. Put the silver-white box in your own storage bag.

Lang Feng was directly below the dragon's head, just for that drop of the forbidden pearl, he was reluctant to leave, and suddenly he was hit by a combination of four or five people, and it was even more difficult to get out, covering the wound on his chest with one hand, and his face showed pain.

Suddenly, Lang Feng took out more than ten drops of the ban lifting bead in his hand and threw it out.

However, the few people who besieged him were obviously not to relieve the forbidden pearl.

"If you want me to die, I will make it impossible for you to end well. Lang Feng shouted angrily, and threw out several talisman seals in his hand, the grade of this talisman seal seemed to be not low, but it did not play a big role in the besieging monks.

Ishikawa wanted to help, but Lang Feng was at the center of the chaotic battle, and it was not easy to enter.

"I will fulfill you, I will die, and you will get nothing!" Lang Feng suddenly burst out, and several large blood holes were instantly knocked out of his body.

"Boom", the dragon head that was producing the lifting of the ban bead was hit by Lang Feng's sword and collapsed with a bang.

A bubbling white liquid erupted from the faucet. Everywhere it touches, it is corrupted. As long as the monk sticks a little, his body is instantly rotted out of a large hole.

Wails arose.

Even the storage bag cracked, and all kinds of treasures in the storage bag were scattered all over the ground, and under the corrosion of this boiling white water, they all turned into nothing.

Countless pills, talismans, and high-grade magic weapons were all swallowed up by white water.

Ishikawa looked at it from afar, and his face changed slightly.

The white water at the dragon's neck continued to erupt, spraying more than three feet away. Some of the monks dodged and were devoured.

After the death of these monks, they immediately disappeared and turned into silver-white boxes, which slowly opened under the soak of white water.

A strange fragrance is passed between the smelling buds of everyone.

In the silver-white box that was opened, there were all pieces of heavenly and earthly treasures.

There are all kinds of strange spirit grasses, vermilion fruits, fist-sized, shining silver metal............

Treasures, all rare and rare treasures.

"Tsukidan" someone suddenly shouted, but after this person finished shouting, he immediately realized his mistake, took off his sword, and flew towards Tsukidan, ignoring the erupting white water.

Hearing the words "Tsukidan", Ishikawa also moved slightly, and Liu Huaran had already taken off his sword and galloped away.

"Puff" Several monks who were about to fly to Zhuji Dan were killed by Liu Huaran on the spot. However, Liu Huaran was too far away from Tsukidan, and a monk had already held Tsukidan in his hand.

Before he could see Tsukidan's appearance clearly, several flying swords had already shot into his body, and the man fell to the ground with a bang.

As soon as it touches the white water, it immediately turns into a silver-white box.

And that Tsukidan, who fell from his hands, fell into the white water and disappeared under the gaze of everyone.

The silver-white box that appeared after the man's death revealed a small yellow grass.

This spiritual grass is full of spiritual power, and it is not ordinary at first glance. But no matter how precious it is, it can't be compared to Tsukidan.

"Roar" Several roars sounded, and Tsukidan's appearance disappeared, causing many monks to beat their chests and be extremely angry.

When I saw Tsukidan, I said that I was not excited, it was impossible. Ishikawa's thirst for Tsukidan was not weaker than anyone present, but Ishikawa was soberly aware that no matter how precious the treasure was, it must be used with a life.

Below the Tsukidan, there is the white water that will die if touched, and above the Tsukidan, there are many tenth-layer monks in the Qi cultivation period whose eyes are red. ..., in this case, even if you get Tsukidan, you will be pursued by many monks.

So Ishikawa just waited far away, waiting for the right moment.

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty monks were killed, or corroded to death by the white water, and the bursting storage bags on the ground, the treasures scattered all over the place, were soon swallowed up by the white water.

The ordinary small boxes and silver-white boxes in the storage bags, after touching the white water, were opened one after another, revealing the treasures inside.

In each person's storage bag, there are at least a dozen ordinary boxes.

Hundreds of boxes floated above the white water, and the treasures among them were also high-grade magic weapons, almost dazzling.

The struggle, the death, is constantly ongoing.

Ishikawa slowly flew to a deserted place, and struck a spell in his hand, drawing a wisp from the white water and pouring it into a small bottle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched this vial, the bottle instantly turned into nothing, almost spilling on Ishikawa's body.

Ishikawa's expression changed slightly, although this small bottle was not a good thing, it was made from ethereal earth, and it was usually used to store something very poisonous.

I didn't expect it to be useless to this white water.

There are a lot of monks here, and Ishikawa will definitely not take out the box on his body and open it on top of the white water, if it is an ordinary treasure, it will be fine, if it is a treasure like Tsukidan, it will definitely cause others to rob it.

That's why Ishikawa thought of taking some white water and opening it in a secret place.

After pondering for a moment, Ishikawa suddenly discovered that the ordinary boxes and silver boxes floating above the white water, these boxes, were not corroded by the white water.

An idea popped up to Ishikawa.

While everyone was competing for the treasures in the box, Ishikawa slowly picked up the empty boxes one by one, and of course, these boxes were filled with white water by Ishikawa.

The box filled with white water was firmly sealed by Ishikawa, and after careful inspection, it was placed in the storage bag.

This white water, but it is an amazing thing, can corrode the storage bag.

After a while, Ishikawa collected hundreds of boxes filled with white water, and some monks saw Ishikawa do the same, but the white water no longer came out of the dragon's neck.

Moreover, the white water kept corroding the ground and slowly sinking, and by the time the Dao people wanted to use Ishikawa's method to collect the white water, the white water had already sunk to dozens of zhang.

On the ground that was still flat just now, there was a big pit dozens of feet deep, and it was dark below, and it was impossible to see clearly.

After this battle, there were less than thirty monks left. Scattered around the pit, some people have obtained a lot of treasures, but most of them have escaped early and only returned when the melee is about to end.

Liu Huaran's sword flew to Ishikawa's side, his eyes were red, and he was injured in several places.

But his face is still resolute.

Shi Daoyou's state of mind is admired below. Liu Huaran didn't know whether it was praise or depreciation.

Ishikawa looked at the big pit under him and didn't say much.

"Of the nearly 100 silver-white boxes, only one Tsukidan came out. Liu Huaran said: "Shi Daoyou." There were no more than thirty monks present. Although there will be monks coming continuously, there will be no more than 100 people. If you want to get Tsukidan, you have to start with these people. ”

Liu Huaran said viciously, looking at the more than thirty monks, there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Ishikawa said coldly: "Liu Daoyou, don't you think this matter is a little weird? All of this seems to lead us people to kill each other. Entering this treasure trove, the entrance and exit are unknown, everything is unknown. ”

"As long as there is Tsukidan, what's the matter. It's a big deal to destroy them all and build a foundation here. Liu Huaran shouted almost frantically. ..., "As long as you and I work together, there is no opponent between the two of us here." Tsukidan is half of one person, how about it?" Before Ishikawa could agree, Liu Huaran had already flown out and fought with a monk at the tenth level of the Qi cultivation period.

Ishikawa shook his head, maybe the monk here was really not the opponent of the two of them, but the appearance of the young man in Qingyunmen made Ishikawa unforgettable.

Will he come here too?

In the blink of an eye, Liu Huaran had already killed three people.

The monks naturally knew Liu Huaran's thoughts, and someone had collected white water just now.

Kill to get a silver box, and there may be Tsukidan in the silver box.

Ishikawa looked at Liu Huaran, and suddenly there was an indescribable anxiety in his heart. Restless, as if someone was targeting.

An inexplicably strange manic feeling rolled in Ishikawa's thoughts.

Ishikawa took off his sword, flew to a height of more than ten zhang, and saw from a distance that from all directions outside, dozens of people flew in the sword.

These people should have just come out of the jungle fantasy realm, but there was one person who particularly attracted Ishikawa's attention, and at his feet, he stepped on a cyan boat.

Neither hurrying nor slow, the direction is towards Ishikawa.

"That monk from Qingyun Sect" Ishikawa's face tightened, and this person really followed.

If it is said that in this treasure house, Ishikawa is most worried about this person. Although this person only has the cultivation of the Qi cultivation period, what he does seems to be unfathomable.

"Die, you all die" Liu Huaran's eyes were red, and he howled in his mouth: "I only have five years of life, five years, I have been cultivating hard for more than a hundred years in order to build a foundation, and now, my immortal path is on you." ”

The cyan boat, carrying the young man from Qingyunmen, arrived quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it appeared less than ten zhang away from Ishikawa.

The young man narrowed his eyes and threw a storage bag in his hand.

"These boxes are the same treasure as you exchange. ”

Ishikawa took the storage bag and searched for it, and there were more than a thousand ordinary small boxes and more than twenty silver-white boxes.

This young man had killed so many phantom beasts, as well as more than twenty monks.

"What are you exchanging for?" Ishikawa said lightly.

The other party's red eyes were firmly fixed on Ishikawa, making Ishikawa feel uncomfortable.

"A swarthy, pickaxe-like thing, but it may have changed by now. I know that in you, as long as you give it to me, I will have treasures to give. The man took out dozens of storage bags and threw them at his feet.

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