Feeling that this move was menacing, the blood flashed in Bai Qi's eyes, turned his palm into a knife and directly cut the dark grid in half, stretched out his hand and sucked the treasure into the cuffs, and turned his body to dodge smoothly. The drill slammed into the wall, shattering it to pieces.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency!" Bai Qi looked at the three late-stage foundation building monks who appeared at the gate of the shop at some point, and his eyes flashed. Of the three monks in the later stages of foundation, the two older monks were obviously dominated by the younger monk in the middle. It was clear that the three of them were from the same force, and the young man was most likely the child of a big man.

"It's not interesting!Take out what you got from that dark compartment and let Young Master Ben see it" Seeing that Bai Qi only had the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, the eyes of the young monk at the head of the group obviously flashed a trace of disdain, and he commanded quite arrogantly, with a lawless appearance. And the two old men in the later stage of foundation building also cooperated quite well and dispersed and blocked the shops.

"You want to see it!" Seeing the movements of the two people, Bai Qi sneered, without the slightest panic, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at the young man opposite with a playful expression.

"What are you talking about, tell you to take it out, and you will take it out. After hearing Bai Qi's words, the young monk on the opposite side showed a trace of impatience and waved his hand at the two late-stage foundation building monks. The two Zhuji later nodded, came to Bai Qi's side, smiled gloomily, and had the meaning of making a move if they didn't agree.

"Since you want to see it, then you can see it. Bai Qi waved his hand, and three black shadows flew out of Bai Qi's cuffs in an instant and landed on the table of the shop.

"Broken Spirit Weapon! Thunder Attribute Technique! This is ......" The young man's eyesight was also not bad, and he could see two of the treasures at a glance. “...... This is the seed of the Scarlet Blood Vine!" the young monk exclaimed with delight as he looked at the last green orb with a red tinge in the middle for a moment.

"What is the Scarlet Blood Vine!" Seeing the monk's actions, Bai Qi's heart moved, and he asked the old man of the Ding Soul. Although he has read a lot of ancient books, compared to his understanding of these heavenly treasures, Bai Qi can't compare to an old antique like the old man of Ding Soul.

"The Crimson Vine is an extremely aggressive vampire vine. This vine is extremely tough and invulnerable, and once it grows, it is comparable to that of a Soul Condensation Stage monk, and there is also the possibility of going further. This kind of vine is very popular with low-level monks in the spirit world, but the number of such vines is not much, and this kind of vine in the lower realm is even less pitiful. The old man of Ding Soul gave Bai Qi a detailed answer.

"Boy, you can get out of the alley!" Seeing Bai Qi looking at him in surprise, the young monk in the late stage of foundation building seemed to be aware of his gaffe, and said with a dry cough and a cold voice at Bai Qi.

"Do you want to grab something from below?" said Bai Qi, seeing the attitude of the young monk, he didn't mind.

"Haha......ha Robbing your things, you deserve me to grab anything, everything in the ruined city is ownerless, and Young Master Ben is just picking up things. Looking at Bai Qi's increasingly cold eyes, the young monk laughed arrogantly. A mere early foundation monk was really nothing in his eyes.

Just as he was laughing wildly, the monk suddenly saw Cangyue behind Bai Qi. Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly, and a pair of squinting eyes kept scanning Cangyue's body. His mouth kept muttering, "It's beautiful, it's beautiful!" like a pig brother. "Boy! Just now Young Master Ben asked you to get out, you don't get out, and now Young Master Ben has changed his mind, and you will be a dog for Young Master Ben in the future! As for this female companion of yours, Young Master Ben will take good care of it!"

"Haha......" After hearing the idiot monk's words, Bai Qi suddenly burst into a wild laugh. "You don't seem to have figured out the current situation, who is robbing whom you and I!" Bai Qi looked at the monk, his eyes filled with a layer of blood.

After that, I saw Bai Qi's blood-like eyes. Suddenly, he shuddered out of thin air and took three or four steps back. The moment he saw his white eyes, he seemed to have come to a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and death and fear instantly enveloped him.

"Kill...... Kill him!" the young monk had never seen such a scene since he was a child, and he was immediately frightened and speechless. And the two late-stage foundation building monks who protected him, after seeing their young master's gaffe, their faces instantly turned as white as a piece of paper, and they blasted towards Bai Qi with the strength of milk.

"Ten waves!" Feeling the spiritual power condensed in the hands of the two of them, Bai Qi was slightly surprised. A punch hit the air, and suddenly an invisible wave spread out in all directions centered on Bai Qi. The powerful fluctuations kept vibrating, shaking everything around Bai Zhi's body into powder, and the two monks who rushed over were like being hit hard after encountering this fluctuation, and they were forced back dozens of meters by this fluctuation, and their faces were flushed.

"I'll lend you Gu Feng's gun, kill him for me. Seeing that his guards had suffered a small loss under Bai Qi's blow, a trace of fear flashed on the young monk's face, he could never have imagined that the early foundation building monk who could easily cook in his eyes would be a tiger in sheep's clothing.

"Spirit weapon! Sure enough, he is worth a lot of money!" Bai Qi watched coldly as the young monk took out a pair of short spears from his storage bag and handed them to his two attendants, without showing the slightest expression on his face, he just gently raised the Ten Thousand Bone Sword in his hand.

"Imperial Sword Technique!" Bai Qi raised his hand and waved, and the Ten Thousand Bone Sword in his hand instantly conjured up hundreds of sword shadows, and these sword shadows shook and turned into a series of Ten Thousand Bone Swords that seemed to be real and virtual and floated in the air.

"Sword Wheel!" Bai Qi shouted again, and the phantoms of these Ten Thousand Bone Swords suddenly spun wildly, forming one after another sharp sword wheels in the air. Bai Qi lightly pointed at the two late-stage foundation building monks, and these sword wheels left a phantom in place and turned into black lines and galloped away.

Feeling the terrifying sword intent hovering on Bai Qi's sword, the faces of the two late-stage foundation building monks became more and more ugly, the oppression of this sword intent gave them a feeling of facing the coercion of the Soul Condensing Stage monks, under this oppression, their strength was only six or seven percent, if it weren't for the spiritual weapons in their hands, they wouldn't even have the courage to fight with Bai Qi.

"The gun is like a dragon!" Even if they had a spiritual weapon in their hands, they didn't dare to be careless, and they gathered spiritual power into the spiritual weapon as if they didn't want to die. The two short spears glowed with dazzling light under the full urging of the two of them, and as the two of them stabbed at the same time, a phantom that looked like a snake but not a snake poured out from the head of the spear and met the sword wheel in the sky.

"Bell ......" sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of the sword wheel colliding became one, and with the help of the power of the spirit weapon, the two of them and Bai Qi fought together.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Bai Qi suddenly condensed a killing imprint from in front of him, and at the same time, blood-colored light suddenly flashed from all the sword wheels. Suddenly, all the sword wheels doubled in strength as if they had taken a great tonic, and instantly sliced the phantom on the opposite side, cutting them into a puddle of rotten flesh under the disbelieving eyes of the two monks.

PS: It's up by five collections, and it's four hundred away from ten collections!