Chapter 445: The Terror of the Little Mole (Part II)

The giant rat shadow is gone.

However, the unbridled and lawless situation was deeply engraved in the hearts of every monk present, and none of them were Wang Chen.

When Wang Chen first encountered this rat shadow, although he was shocked, his mind was not completely shocked, and his solid Dao heart and invincible sword intent resisted the erosion of this rat shadow.

"It's horrible!"

One by one, the monks looked at the little mole on the top of Wang Chen's head with a fart and a master's expression, and they couldn't help but be afraid in their hearts, and even couldn't help but recall the phantom at that moment, and they felt that their minds were a little blurred.

There is no doubt that these people will no longer be the opponents of the little mole, unless they can get rid of the shock of this rat shadow.

Ground.

A glimmer of light flashed in Ling Huxue's master's eyes, "It's incredible to actually kill that golden old monster, you have to find a way to win this person over." ”

Turning her head, she saw the figure of her apprentice Ling Huxue.

Although she didn't speak or make any movements, she still saw the entanglement in her apprentice's heart, "It's feasible for me to be a matchmaker, and when the time comes, Xue'er marries her favorite brother, which can be regarded as very complete, at least not like me." ”

Thinking of this, she stepped on a ribbon and flew up.

It's just that in the next moment, a soft white light was like a chain, pulling her back, and the other end of the chain was Ling Huxue.

"Cher, why bother?"

Ling Huxue didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Chen's figure from a distance.

Wang Chen also seemed to feel it, turned his senses, and intertwined with Ling Huxue's gaze, even through the veil, the two eyes still converged.

Time freezes in this instant.

The others were shocked by the strength of the little mole, while Wang Chen and Ling Huxue had their own feelings and stood still.

Half an hour.

Ling Huxue, who was under the white veil, finally spoke, and her cold voice spread all over the four directions: "The dispute between Wang Daoyou and the Ten Thousand Saints Sect can be regarded as having a result, so if there is nothing else, Wang Daoyou, please go back!"

When Ling Huxue's master heard this, his expression was a little complicated, and he sighed in a low voice.

"Xue'er, I'm crying for you, why bother?"

Wang Chen glanced deeply at Ling Huxue, who was draped in white veil, and then nodded: "Since it should be like this, Ling Hu Daoyou will cherish it." After speaking, Wang Chen took the little mole rat and turned into a dim nine-colored light and disappeared into the sky.

Qianlan Sect.

The Qianlan Sect, which had almost been destroyed for most of the time, began to rectify the sect, for the monks, although these periods were tedious, but not difficult, as soon as the order was given, the disciples under the sect would complete it according to the requirements, but there was no need for the high-level of the sect to do it.

Within a formation, Ling Hu Xue's master looked a little depressed, and asked, "Xue'er, then Wang Chen has a relationship with you, why bother like this?

Xue'er next to her was covered with a white veil, and she couldn't see her expression, but her tone was a little lonely: "What's the matter, Brother Chen is not such a person." ”

However, as soon as the words changed, his tone regained indifference: "But the rest of the Great Dao Sect can't say for sure, and if they don't express their position today, then the Qianlan Sect will be the target of everyone, and all the forces in Yunzhou will suspect that the Qianlan Sect and Leizhou are colluding." When the time comes, the general trend that has been created with great difficulty will be broken. ”

"At this time, the strength of other forces in Yunzhou is weak, and the strength of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect has been greatly reduced, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the sect, and this opportunity cannot be ruined on me. ”

"Alas!"

......

The results of the battle of Yunzhou Qianlanzong were quickly reported.

showed that the strength was evenly matched, regardless of victory or defeat, and then suddenly a demon rat came out, swallowed the golden old monster into his belly, and disappeared, obviously the murder was less auspicious.

Yunxi Island.

In the midst of the large array of countless clouds, a great supernatural female cultivator put down the communication jade slip, her face was a little ugly, and she couldn't help muttering:

"Sure enough, the great era is coming, I don't know how many geniuses will appear, and such a spirit beast has been recovered at such a young age, I'm afraid it is an amazing immortal beast, is it another Ten Thousand Beast Venerable, no, there is only one demon like the Ten Thousand Beast Venerable, there will be no more. ”

After a while, the great supernatural female cultivator picked up the messenger jade slip and gave a few orders.

A day later, the Yunxia Sect in the east of Yunzhou announced that the sect would be closed for 10,000 years, and most of the disciples in the door had returned, and only a few disciples had flowed out.

Cloud City.

A monk who looked to be seventy or eighty years old was holding the communication jade slip, and his face was shocked: "Old Jin is dead, how is it possible, his strength is also extremely good among the second-level great divine power monks, how could he die inexplicably." ”

"Such a terrifying demon rat, the monks of this Great Dao Sect are lucky, it seems that this world is going to be chaotic!"

After leaving the Qianlan Sect, Wang Chen took out the flying spirit weapon, and then began to check the harvest with the little mole rat.

Open its mouth, and three storage rings flew out of the little mole's mouth.

"Ah, that old thing is really hard, so it was digested by this rat king, boss, look at what good things are there, hehe, don't let me down. ”

Wang Chen was also full of interest, Jin Lao Wei was the number one supernatural cultivator of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, the things on his body were absolutely extraordinary, and he also controlled most of the spiritual materials of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, so the harvest should not disappoint.

Picking up a ring, Wang Chen is dripping blood to recognize the master, and the little mole is also learning to receive two rings to recognize the owner with blood, and then, before Wang Chen can start to check, one jade box after another is thrown out by the little mole.

"Boss, look, there are a lot!"

The little mole rat's eyes showed a thief's light, and he shouted excitedly, and then the mountain-like jade box was thrown out, Wang Chen couldn't help but say when he saw this: "Don't stay, little mole, you can't put it in the flying spirit weapon, let's see if there is any jade slip or the like that records these things." ”

"Oh,"

Hearing this, the little mole stopped the jade box, looked for a while, and finally took out a jade slip, and then checked it.

"Boss, there is, there is a record of the jade box in this storage ring, wow, wow, they are all high-grade spiritual materials, this is out, hehe, there are also the best spirit stones. ”

The little mole rat took a cursory look, threw the jade slip to Wang Chen, and then began to open the jade box.

Wang Chen took the jade slip and began to check it, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he checked it.

The spiritual materials in the Incomplete Continent were scarce, and the division was not detailed enough, but when it came to the Tianyuan Continent, the spiritual materials were more numerous, and the distribution was more detailed.

According to the year and the cultivation of the monk who is suitable for use, the spiritual materials are divided into nine levels. Each level has four levels: ordinary, essence, rare, and peerless.

The spiritual materials in the jade box in the storage bag of the little mole are all of level eight or nine, which means that they are suitable for monks in the merger period and the tribulation period.

It's just that it's still a little short of the Nine Strikes Thunder Wood, a spiritual material suitable for use with Mahayana monks.

Just like that, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.