Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Hearing Master Yimei's words, Long Shisan and others showed a smile in their eyes. These casual cultivators had indeed solved a problem for them.

"The relics can only belong to us. Those casual cultivators cannot even think of taking one away."

"If they dare to resist, just kill them. The nine-story pagoda is full of dangers. It is normal for a few casual cultivators to die."

The three of them began to whisper to each other.

On the high platform, a group of casual cultivators did not know that they had been used as cannon fodder by the three major sects. At this moment, they all rushed towards the remaining relics one by one crazily.

Just like before, the hidden weapon was instantly triggered, and screams rang out. A dozen people fell on the high platform, and the remaining monks saw their companions falling. Not only did they not have fear in their eyes, but the fall of their companions, This further aroused the ferocity in their hearts, and they all rushed towards the golden Arhat and the old man without risking their lives.

Whoosh!

Ten more people fell down, and finally someone rushed to the golden Arhat and took out the relics hidden in their bodies.

Following the previous example, after taking the relics, the monks all jumped off the high platform, while the monks who did not get the relics looked at the golden old man in the middle with a look of fanaticism. on the body.

The relic on the golden old man's body is as big as a baby's fist. It is the most precious one in the entire nine-story pagoda and a real treasure.

In the fight just now, all the monks who rushed towards the golden old man, without exception, exploded and died before they even got close.

But this did not stop everyone from wanting to get the relics in the old man's body. Under the huge temptation of the treasure, the greed in their hearts had defeated the fear of death.

"The relic is mine!"

Finally, a monk took the lead to break the short-term calm. He roared and flew towards the old man like a sharp arrow.

However, compared to the previous monks, he was much smarter. When he was about to approach the old man, he had an additional set of treasure armor on his body. Then he applied a protective shield to himself and kept approaching the old man.

Facts have proved that the preparations he made were effective. Compared with the previous monks, the distance between him and the old man was closer. He was even just a hair away from reaching the old man's body.

A look of ecstasy appeared in the monk's eyes, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed, his face turned red, and his expression instantly became frightened.

Click!

The shield on the surface of his body was instantly shattered, followed by the sound of shattering items, and the armor suit on his body also began to shatter, and then fell to the ground.

"ah!"

The monk only had time to let out a shrill scream before his body exploded into a ball of blood mist just like the previous monks.

Seeing this scene, everyone who was originally fanatical suddenly woke up. They looked at the golden old man one by one. In addition to greed, there was more fear in their eyes.

Only then did they realize that with their abilities, there was no way they could get the top-quality relic inside the old man's body!

After just a moment's hesitation, all the monks who were still on the high platform jumped off the high platform and surrounded the monks who had obtained the relics before.

"Hand over the relic, or die!"

In the team of casual cultivators, a cultivator with a strong aura came out. He exuded a dangerous and wild aura. Looking at the monks who owned the relics, a trace of bloodthirsty appeared in the eyes of this casual cultivator. color.

As soon as the monk came out, the faces of the monks who had obtained the relics changed, but they did not compromise. Instead, they exchanged glances with each other, took out their weapons, and looked at the people around them with sharp eyes.

"We want the relics unless we die!"

"Really? Then you just die and transform!"

Upon hearing this, the San Xiu roared angrily and instantly transformed into a beast.

At this moment, no one can hide their strength anymore.

After the transformation, San Xiu's aura surged again. His eyes were red, he raised his huge fist and instantly attacked the monks carrying the relics.

boom!

The monk punched out, instantly shattering the monk closest to him, and held the monk's storage ring in his hand.

"Don't, don't kill me. I don't want the relic anymore. Please don't kill me."

After his body was shattered, the monk's Nascent Soul showed extreme fear in his eyes, and he kept begging the beast cultivator for mercy.

But in response to his begging for mercy, the beast cultivator just smiled cruelly, then took his Nascent Soul in his hand and squeezed it hard, and the cultivator's Nascent Soul was instantly crushed.

After collecting the trophies, the beast cultivator did not give up, but looked at the next monk with a cruel smile in his eyes.

"Hand over the relic or die!"

The monk who was stared at by the beast cultivator had a stern look in his eyes. He glanced at his companions and said, "He is going to kill all of us. Let's go together and kill him!"

The monks all nodded and launched a fierce attack on the beast cultivators.

The beast cultivator's face turned cold. He did not expect that these monks would join together. Although he was strong, it was obviously difficult for him to face the attacks of seven monks at the same time.

After a fierce battle, the beast cultivator killed three people again, but he himself was at the end of his strength and lost the ability to fight again.

Around him, the remaining four monks looked at him with horrified expressions. For a moment, no one dared to step forward.

The beast cultivator supported his weak body with a proud look in his eyes. He took out a healing pill from the storage ring and was about to swallow it to heal his injuries.

But at this moment, with the sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh, his movements froze instantly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The beast cultivator looked down with difficulty and saw the human blade of a sharp sword piercing through his chest, and the blade was covered with bright red blood.

"You dare to kill me?"

The beast cultivator used all his strength and turned to look at a middle-aged monk behind him, his eyes full of anger.

Meeting the eyes of the beast cultivator, the middle-aged cultivator was instinctively frightened, but then a stern look appeared in his eyes, and he roared, and vigorously stirred the sharp sword that had penetrated the beast cultivator's chest. He suddenly let out a painful scream and fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at the beast cultivator lying on the ground, a ruthless look appeared in the middle-aged monk's eyes. He pulled out the sharp sword from the beast cultivator's body, and then stabbed the beast cultivator's body dozens of times before stopping.

The beast cultivator's body had already been stabbed to the point of blurring his features by the middle-aged monk. With a look of regret, the beast cultivator closed his eyes.

At this time, a ray of Nascent Soul floated out from the body of the beast cultivator. The Nascent Soul held a storage ring in its hand and seemed to be planning to escape.