I conquer the immortal with my strength

Soon, the three of them and Lu Ziying noticed someone coming.

The expressions of the three people changed slightly and they all looked towards Xia Daoming.

When they discovered that the aura emanating from Xia Daoming was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

But Lu Ziying shouted with surprise: "Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master?" The expressions of the three of them changed again, showing surprise and suspicion.

But soon, the three of them had a tacit understanding and suddenly dispersed, surrounding Xia Daoming.

"Who are they? What's going on?" Xia Daoming didn't seem to notice the three people's intentions, and asked casually while walking towards Lu Ziying.

"We are disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect. We have nothing to do. We just ask you to leave your storage bags and let you live." One of the monks, who was tall and thin and had a perfect state of Qi refining, said condescendingly.

"Everyone is talking about monks from the north of Wanluo Fairy Mountain and neighbors. If you do this, aren't you afraid of causing a fight between the Lu family and the Lingdao Sect after you go out?" Xia Daoming frowned slightly.

"Both sides are fighting? Do you, the Lu family, have the guts? Besides, what happened in this secret realm is unfounded, so what's the use of saying it?" An eighth-level Qi Refiner with a snake-like face The woman said with a sarcastic expression.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Leave the storage bag, you still have a way to survive, otherwise we don't mind spending some effort to keep you here." The Qi Refining Perfection monk said impatiently.

This place is not very big. There are nearly a hundred people entering the secret realm. As time goes by, someone might pass by.

However, Lu Ziying is at the ninth level of Qi refining, has pure and strong magic power, and cultivates earth-based exercises, and is best at defense. With the strength of the three of them, it will take some effort to deal with Lu Ziying.

The Qi Refining Consummation cultivator did not take action directly, thinking that it would save some effort.

"Can't you really think that since we are all members of the Wanluo Immortal Mountain, you can let us go and find our own opportunities?" Xia Daoming looked at the Qi Refining Perfection monk and asked helplessly.

"Hmph, it seems that you don't want to see blood or shed tears, so let's just stay here, you guys!" The Qi Refining Perfection monk sneered, his eyes showing murderous intent.

When the other two people saw the leader speaking, their eyes immediately turned fierce. The energy and mana in their bodies surged. They turned their palms over and already held a magic weapon in their hands.

But at this moment, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from Xia Daoming's body.

A force like a rolling river rushed out, split into three in the air, condensed three dragon claws, and grabbed the three of them respectively.

Each dragon claw covers several feet in radius.

The momentum is as overwhelming as a mountain.

The three of them suddenly turned pale.

The monk who had perfected his Qi Refining was the fastest to react, and a flying knife weapon shot out.

However, as soon as the flying knife took off, it was lightly tapped by the dragon's claw, the light dispersed, and it fell to the ground.

The next moment, the dragon's claws had picked up his whole body like an eagle catching a chicken, and hung him in mid-air.

The other two people, one at the ninth level of Qi refining and the other at the eighth level of Qi refining, had already been grabbed by the dragon's claws and hung in mid-air before they even had a chance to release the magic weapon.

The three of them were suspended in mid-air, looking at Xia Daoming's calm and calm face, their hearts were broken.

They never dreamed that a guy who seemed to only have the seventh level of Qi Refining would be so perverted. He just touched the air and caught all three of them.

"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me! We have no vision, we have no vision!" The snake-faced woman quickly reacted and begged again and again.

"Senior, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!" The other two people suddenly came to their senses at this time and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Why bother! I have just reasoned with you, saying that we are all fellows of Wanluo Immortal Mountain, neighbors, let us go, but you don't listen and insist on forcing me to use force.

Don't you think it's too late now for you to go back and beg for mercy? Last time, Elder Luo Li of your Lingdao Sect and his granddaughter Luo Ying were also so aggressive and refused to give up. As a result..." When Xia Daoming said this, he shook his head with regret.

"No! No! Senior, don't want it!"

When the three of them heard this, they were so frightened that they almost flew out of their wits. They struggled and screamed almost hysterically for mercy.

At this moment, they realized that Elder Luo Li of their Lingdao Sect had died at the hands of this person, and they actually came to him to die!

But the dragon's claws tightened suddenly, and their screams stopped abruptly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bodies of the three people fell to the ground like sandbags.

Seeing the bodies of the three people smashed to the ground, Lu Ziying shuddered all over, but she quickly recovered, quickly stepped forward, and started groping for the three bodies skillfully.

She had cooperated with Xia Daoming many times in the Hanxing Valley mine tunnel and was already well versed in this.

Soon, Lu Ziying had three storage bags and three magic weapons in her hand.

"You can keep it for yourself, let's go." Xia Daoming said calmly.

"Thank you, uncle!" Lu Ziying was greatly surprised and thanked her quickly without being polite to Xia Daoming.

She is now very clear about the gap between herself and her uncle.

This harvest was a huge sum for herself, but it was nothing to her uncle.

Besides, she had secretly made up her mind a few years ago that she would work hard for her uncle from now on, so there was nothing to be polite about.

Lu Ziying's only worry now is that her uncle's strength is increasing rapidly, and the gap between the two will become wider and wider, and she must catch up as soon as possible.

The two quickly left the scene of the incident and continued to "pick up" while looking for opportunities.

The place is so big and the opportunities are so many.

When others find an opportunity, they have to fight to seize it. Especially for a slightly larger opportunity, it is not easy to seize it, and there is even a risk of casualties.

However, Xia Daoming and the other two picked it up as soon as they saw it. The speed was shocking.

Everyone soon discovered that opportunities in the secret realm were becoming increasingly difficult to find.

Sometimes, it takes people just one stick of incense to discover a pile of more than ten spiritual stones.

If you are lucky enough to find nearly a hundred spiritual stones, you will often have to go through a fierce fight.

But only eight sticks of incense were burned in two hours.

There are many people to divide it up.

In this way, except for the previous hour, some people were more lucky and could collect two to three hundred spiritual stones, while those who were unlucky could only collect dozens of spiritual stones. In the next hour, if you can collect fifty or sixty spiritual stones, it is considered a good chance. Most people only have the opportunity to collect twenty or thirty spiritual stones.

In fact, when poor Mo Rujun and Mo Shouguan were disturbed by Xia Daoming, not only did they search with fear, but the two of them picked up a bunch of five spiritual stones, almost without success.

And the opportunity of this secret realm only comes once every sixty years.

And it is said that last time, most people gained hundreds of spiritual stones, and a few were even lucky enough to earn over a thousand spiritual stones.

Thousands of spirit stones, not to mention the Qi Refining monks, are still a large amount of money even for the early and middle-level Foundation Establishment monks.

Therefore, before entering the secret realm, everyone is full of hope and thinking about making a big profit. Some people even spend a lot of money to buy the right to use the license from others, just to take a gamble.

It turned out that the rumors were all lies.

There are very few opportunities in the secret realm.

Only a few lucky ones harvested three to four hundred spiritual stones, most people only harvested tens to hundreds of spiritual stones worth, and a very few people harvested almost nothing.

The top of Wanluo Peak.

The bright moon hangs high, the moon is bright and the stars are few.

Under the moonlight, there were thirty or forty people standing.

More than half of these people are at the foundation-building level, and a small half are at the Qi Refining Level, at least at the ninth level. They are the monks who specially came to greet their children after learning the exact moment when the secret realm was opened.

Most of them are prominent figures in Wanluo Fairy Mountain.

Previously, the opening time of the secret realm had not yet been determined. They just asked their children to wait near the peak, but they still stayed at their own mountain gate.

At this time, they are all eagerly awaiting, full of hope, waiting for their descendants to return home with a full harvest.

Mo Bowen, the head of the Mo family, Lu Jinglong, the head of the Lu family, Elder Che Jianzhuo of Lingdao Sect and others were also among them.

Suddenly, the ravine formation in the center of the mountaintop began to ripple with twists and turns.

One after another figures fell out of the ripples.

Those who were waiting came forward to greet him.

But when they came forward, they were shocked to find that almost everyone was dejected, with only a few exceptions, but they were not happy at all.

Xia Daoming's expression was the same as most people's, he was also quite depressed.

Lu Ziying's expression was a little weird.

She tried hard to imitate Xia Daoming and pretend to be depressed, but the harvest was so great that it was difficult for her to control the muscles on her face.

In just two hours, he earned tens of thousands of spirit stones!

How much are the total assets of the huge Lu family now?

Probably not even that many!

"What, you two worked together to find an object worth a hundred spiritual stones!"

"Ah, how come there are so few, only sixty!"

"Why, you only found two piles of spiritual stones. Totally, there are only fifteen spiritual stones!"

"..."

There were exclamations one after another, and there was disappointment in every voice.

The monk, who had originally harvested three to four hundred spiritual stones, was in a normal mood. When he saw that others had only harvested a small amount, he immediately felt happy, raised his head high, and puffed out his chest, and talked about his harvest coaxingly.

After all, we are all young people, and they are all rising stars in their respective forces. Most of them are arrogant and face-saving people!

"How was your harvest?" Mo Bowen asked Mo Shouguan and the others.

The four of them looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke.

"How much exactly?" Mo Bowen was a little annoyed.

Judging from past experience, if four people go in, they can get an object equivalent to one or two thousand spiritual stones.

If you are lucky, you might be able to get three to four thousand spiritual stones.

The Mo family is not considered rich, and one or two thousand spiritual stones is already a pretty good harvest for the Mo family.

If it were three to four thousand spiritual stones, it would definitely be considered a big gain.

Therefore, Mo Bowen still has high expectations for Wanluo Secret Realm.

As a result, the four people looked like this, which naturally made him feel unhappy.