I Have a City in a Different World

The scene at this time looked very strange.

Those enemies who tried to take advantage of the fire and deal a heavy blow to the treasure house are now completely in trouble.

Judging by the way they struggled, it was estimated that it would be difficult to break free.

The monks hiding the treasure trove seemed a little overwhelmed, because they were enemies both inside and out.

Fortunately, the high-level monks have already expressed their willingness to meet Tang Zhen's requirements, which means that the two sides are in a state of truce.

Looking at Tang Zhen's indifferent face, the monks who were hiding the treasure trove secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After previous contacts, they had already determined that Tang Zhen's strength was definitely beyond his reach.

If the stalemate continues, not only will they not escape death, but the treasure house will not escape this catastrophe.

The current situation is indeed hopeful.

Those piled up treasures have now returned to the same path, which is the happiest thing.

Now it can be determined that Tang Zhen just wants those three items, and the other things are simply disdainful.

With Tang Zhen's active display, all the monks began to look at the three items, wanting to see what was so special about the original spiritual treasure that almost destroyed the treasure house?

But I stared at it for a long time, but I didn't find any abnormality at all.

Tang Zhen is definitely not joking, so there are definitely problems with these three items, but he can't see it with his own eyes.

Realizing this, the monks couldn't help but feel deeply depressed.

After years of hard practice, I thought I had achieved something, and even felt complacent about it.

As a result, I learned today that I was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

In front of the real powerhouse, it is nothing at all, and the priceless treasure of Yuanyuan Lingbao cannot be recognized in front of the eyes.

Although he was depressed, he still had to do what he had to do. He had to quickly find the owners of these items according to Tang Zhen's request.

The cultivator of the treasure house took a close look, recorded the appearance of the three samples of Yuan Lingbao, and then hurriedly went to verify.

Keeping the customer's privacy and no one else knowing it except yourself is actually a deceptive promise.

Especially in a place like the Treasure House, where part-time business is killing people, how can they not check the customer's belongings?

When customers store items, they have been surreptitiously checked and then all recorded.

At some point, this information may be used.

It should be noted that these stored items are likely to come from some hidden ruins, or the stolen goods that were stolen by murder.

As for why it is stored instead of carrying it with storage equipment, it involves the rules of the spiritual world.

In the spiritual world, space storage equipment cannot be used, no matter what type it is.

This is the rule of the spiritual world, and no one can change it, and it must be fulfilled after entering.

Tang Zhen has the means of the gods and does not need to store items through storage equipment, so he is not restricted by the rules.

If he uses storage equipment, it will also not be effective. This is the power of the rules of the spiritual world.

At this moment, the venue was still silent, but the atmosphere became no longer solemn.

The stacked treasure mountains shrank rapidly, and the expressions of the treasure house monks became more relaxed, and they began to take the opportunity to observe the surrounding enemies.

They were still trapped by the barrier, like a group of beasts trapped in the quagmire, roaring feebly.

This strange scene made the treasure house cultivator full of joy, and there was also a strong sense of ridicule.

These damned guys all wanted to take advantage of the fire, but they didn't expect to encounter such a result.

It is a big mistake to think that the treasure house can be bullied at will!

But on second thought, if it wasn't for the barrier set up by Tang Zhen, the outcome is still unknown.

Even if they repelled the enemy, they would inevitably suffer quite heavy losses, and it might even be impossible to save one out of ten.

Coupled with the damage done by Tang Zhen before, and the impact caused by this incident, the treasure trove is afraid that it will really be doomed.

While breaking out in a cold sweat, I secretly rejoiced in my heart that fortunately, it did not develop towards the worst situation.

"Excuse me, how should these enemies be dealt with?"

The high-level cultivator of the treasure house asked Tang Zhen carefully, wanting to know what he thought.

If they were allowed to choose, they would naturally kill all the enemies before they could vent their hatred.

When the treasure house encounters a crisis, it is necessary to take advantage of the fire. Such an enemy can't let go of anything.

The problem is that all the enemies are controlled by Tang Zhen. Without his permission, the cultivator of the treasure house would never dare to act indiscriminately.

Wouldn't it be bad if it angered Tang Zhen?

"It doesn't matter, just look at it and deal with it."

Tang Zhen's expression was indifferent, and he was too lazy to pay attention to this matter.

They are just some shameless people, who take advantage of the fire and robbery. If they angered Tang Zhen, they would have already turned into ashes.

The treasure house wants to clear the opponent, Tang Zhen will not stop it, anyway, they are the same raccoon dog.

These monks have countless grievances and souls, and none of them are good people. Killing them all is also doing good deeds.

With Tang Zhen's permission, the monk in the treasure house was very excited.

With smirks on their faces, they rushed towards the trapped enemies, raising the butcher knives in their hands.

Seeing this, the trapped enemy immediately showed a look of horror and despair, desperately trying to escape.

Their state at this time is completely to be slaughtered by others, and there is no power to fight back at all.

The feeling of despair can't be described in words at all, it's like an insect on a spider's web, the more you struggle, the more desperate you will be.

With a scream, the trapped enemies were beheaded one after another.

Even if the sword fell on the body and the magic technique tore the soul, it was impossible to avoid it at all.

The spectators who were watching in the same place were shocked by this tragic scene, and many people were trembling with fear.

The omnipotent and powerful cultivator in their eyes is like a chicken or duck to be slaughtered at this moment, without any resistance at all.

The cruelty of the world of practice is displayed in front of mortals without any cover, completely destroying the illusion in their hearts.

The bloody and brutal slaughter attracted more and more onlookers, all of whom were dumbfounded.

There were also quite a few monks in the spiritual world who were watching. Since this was a battle between foreign monks, they simply ignored it.

The cleanup continues, and the blood has flowed into rivers.

These monks in the treasure house are all professional killers, and killing has long been accustomed to it.

Facing the trapped and roaring enemy, they did not show any mercy, they just kept slashing and slashing.

Only by killing all the enemies can you ensure your own safety.

In the process of cleaning up, they can also roughly judge the identity of the enemy based on the traces on the enemy's body.

What shocked them was that many of these beheaded enemies were masters of the enemy camp.

On weekdays, they fight against each other, and they are all winners and losers, and they are evenly matched with each other.

There are also some masters, even if they are not opponents, their hands are stained with the blood of countless companions.

But at this moment, without any resistance, he was easily killed by himself.

Seeing the despair and anger in their eyes, you can know how they feel.

Perhaps he never dreamed that he would be beheaded by unknown soldiers in this way.

The fighting between monks has always been a life-and-death situation. Now that the opportunity is in front of us, we must not give the other party the slightest chance of life.

Otherwise, when the enemy seizes the opportunity and slashes the butcher's knife at him in turn, there will be no hesitation.