Now Qiu Fan not only did not escape, but was also captured alive by Li Zhaoyuan. Li Zhaoyuan also devoured a large amount of spiritual power from Qiu Fan's dantian qi sea, and converted it into nearly thirty percent of his yin and yang power. So I had to make him triumphant.

Li Zhaoyuan didn't expect Qiu Fan, the boss of the four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain, to be so timid and afraid of death, just being shocked by Li Zhaoyuan's momentum. It turns out that this so-called boss is just a guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard.

He looked at Qiu Fan, who had been tied into a zongzi and was languishing, smiled, stretched out his hand, sucked the zongzi in front of him and grabbed it, and then lowered it to the ground.

Lin Xiaohong looked at Li Zhaoyuan, who seemed to be descended from the heavens, envious and admired, and excitedly shouted: "Senior brother, you are so powerful!"

"Hehe, it's nothing. I'm just better than them with my magic weapons, and my magic skills are better than theirs. Although Li Zhaoyuan was proud, he still reached the point of forgetting. He encouraged: "Hehe, junior brother, don't worry, you can do it in the future." ”

"Oh, hehe. Can I do it?" Lin Xiaohong didn't dare to have extravagant hopes, the other party was a monk in the foundation building stage of the condensation period. He touched his big head in a cute manner, which was incredible.

"Of course you can!" Li Zhaoyuan replied categorically.

"Hehe, senior brother, what kind of cultivation are you now? Why can't I see it? Are you already forming a golden pill?" Lin Xiaohong asked suspiciously.

"You stupid boy, how can Jin Dan be so easy to cultivate. The reason why you can't see it is because the exercises I practice are special. Li Zhaoyuan smiled and said, "Hehe, your senior brother, I am just a cultivator in the condensation period."

"Ah, senior brother, are you the condensation stage?" Lin Xiaohong was even more shocked, what kind of exercise is so powerful. Senior Brother is really not an ordinary monk, and he worships him even more.

Li Zhaoyuan's words reached Qiu Fan's ears, like thunder, shocked, and he couldn't believe his ears. I actually deceived a kid whose cultivation was lower than his own.

Qiu Fan immediately regretted it, but it was too late at this time. He has been tied up into a rice dumpling, and his spiritual power has been devoured, his mana has disappeared, and he has no power to fight back. He could only break his teeth and swallow in his stomach, and there was nowhere to cry.

Li Zhaoyuan didn't bother to pay attention to this unlucky and tragic boss of the four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain, and said to Lin Xiaohong: "Senior brother, you go and look through the good things on those dozen minions." We finally encountered a robbery, and we can't let go of the oil and water on their bodies. ”

"Okay!" Lin Xiaohong happily flew out like a rabbit and began to clean up the battlefield.

Li Zhaoyuan scanned the corpses of the three ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain with his divine sense, and found that their storage bags were intact. So he waved his hand lightly and performed his photography technique, taking three of their storage bags into his hands.

The three storage bags have become ownerless due to the fact that their owners have died. Li Zhaoyuan easily opened the storage bag. He found that the space of the three storage bags was not very large, that is, each of them was only about three or four squares.

He went over each bag again. In every storage bag, except for some daily necessities, all of them are spirit stones, and there is no magic weapon, not even a low-grade magic weapon. However, there are really a lot of spirit stones in each storage bag. This time, Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong are considered rich.

There were three or four hundred low-grade spirit stones in each storage bag, as well as dozens of medium-grade spirit stones. In total, there are more than 1,000 lower-grade spirit stones and more than 150 middle-grade spirit stones. The four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain are strange, and they only collect spirit stones and do not collect magic weapons. It is likely that they replaced all the magic weapons they robbed with spirit stones. Otherwise, in addition to the magic weapon in their hands, why didn't they see other magic weapons.

After Li Zhaoyuan counted the three storage bags, Lin Xiaohong also finished cleaning the battlefield. He excitedly held up a few bags and shouted at him, "Senior brother, senior brother, look! ”

"Hehe, is it? What treasure?" asked Li Zhaoyuan with a smile.

"Hey, there's no treasure either. However, they are really rich. I have found a total of more than 200 spirit stones!" His current fortune is only two hundred spirit stones, which is more than double his assets.

The four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain are usually good to their subordinates. When they eat meat, they still know how to divide some soup and water for their minions. That's why his subordinates will work hard to inquire about information and rob them. Therefore, they have also gained a lot for decades. But now they are all cheaper, Lin Xiaohong and Li Zhaoyuan.

Li Zhaoyuan didn't show much excitement, just talked about a storage bag and threw it to Lin Xiaohong. Then he told Lin Xiaohong the method of sacrifice.

Lin Xiaohong followed the sacrificial practice according to the law, and soon the sacrificial practice was successful, imprinted with his divine sense imprint. When he opened the storage bag, he was shocked by the piles of spirit stones inside.

Li Zhaoyuan looked at Lin Xiaohong's stunned appearance, and laughed: "Haha, junior brother." Stunned. Don't put the lower grade spirit stone in your hand yet. They're all yours. ”

"Senior brother, it, it, they're all mine?" Lin Xiaohong stammered.

"Of course it's for you! Li Zhaoyuan said disapprehantly.

Happiness comes too fast, and spirit stones come too much. Lin Xiaohong couldn't believe her eyes for a while. "Haha...... Rich! Rich! This time it's really rich!" he danced with excitement.

Before Lin Xiaohong finished being happy, Li Zhaoyuan took out a jet-black machete from his storage belt and sent it to his eyes, saying, "Senior brother, take it." This is the ultimate magic weapon for you. ”

"For me, senior brother, do you really give it to me?" Lin Xiaohong was even more stunned at this time, in a trance.

"Silly boy, what are you doing in a daze? What you say is for you. Don't take it yet!" Li Zhaoyuan scolded softly.

"Yes, brother. Lin Xiaohong held the black crystal golden light knife and kept stroking and watching. This superb magic weapon, although the whole body is jet black, but it emits a golden halo, beautiful and dazzling, delicate and charming.

It's still easier to get rich by robbing. No wonder there are so many robbers in this world, so many murderers and goods. However, he was just thinking about it for a while. If he really wants to be a robber, he really can't do it. It's better to be down-to-earth. Just look at the next time of the four ghosts of Yinfeng Mountain.

Qiu Fan watched his magic weapon change hands, and he had the heart to commit suicide. His heart is very bad now. His dignified boss of the four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain has now fallen to this point. He kept secretly scolding Li Zhaoyuan in his heart, and he even scolded Yan Tao who gave him the news and asked them to rob and kill people.

To be honest, he's really not convinced right now. He actually let a monk in the condensation stage fool and capture him alive. If the other party is really a Jindan monk, it would be okay, but how could it be the condensation stage! He couldn't figure it out, how could there be such a perverted condensation stage monk.

Li Zhaoyuan came to Qiu Fan's side, reached out to Qiu Fan's waist, and took out a storage belt. The consciousness was swept away and could not be opened. He frowned and asked, "Boss Qiu Fan, do you want to live, or do you want this storage belt?"

"Daoyou," Qiu Fan no longer calls Li Zhaoyuan's predecessor now, but instead calls Daoyou, and said: "Daoyou, you don't care about the villain, just spare me this time." As long as you let me go, you take the things. ”

"Well, good. As long as I am satisfied, I will naturally not embarrass you. Li Zhaoyuan coldly threatened: "However, it doesn't matter if you don't let go." Big deal, I'll slaughter you. ”

"Fellow Daoist, you, hey......" Qiu Fan had no choice but to cancel his divine sense imprint. Qiu Fan is now a fish on the chopping board, helpless.

Li Zhaoyuan quickly opened the storage belt, and it turned out to be full of spirit stones. It's just a little bit more than the spirit stones of the other three ghosts. There are more than 800 low-grade spirit stones and 100 medium-grade spirit stones. The four ghosts of Yin Feng Mountain seem to have a special hobby for spirit stones. They still like to bring cash.