The whole sect is reborn

Why does this person look down on everyone present so much? It must be because there is a powerful force behind him. I don’t know what kind of powerful force it is that makes this person ignore so many opponents present and act so arrogantly.

Not afraid of death.

To be honest, Zhu Fu was a little disappointed. I originally thought that the person behind the scenes must be a thoughtful person to come up with such a vicious and vicious method, but he didn't expect that it was so disappointing.

At this time, the man in black stood in the protective shield. Although his expression could not be seen clearly, it could still be seen from his words and deeds that he was not afraid even if he was surrounded by so many of them. But this

The fear does not come from his own strength, but because of the power behind him.

For Zhu Fu, this kind of person is just looking for revenge. Even if there is great strength behind him, it is not his own. If he is killed by someone, no matter how powerful the power behind him is, he can only take revenge. Then there is

What's the use? Everyone will be cold by then!

At this time, Bai Pu, Ling Junqian and others looked at each other and showed a 'simple' smile. The next scene may be a bit cruel, and it is not recommended for these young guests to see it.

Ling Junqian smiled and nodded. After all, it was his business in the valley, so there was nothing wrong with him wanting to take matters into his own hands. They could just stand aside and watch the show.

"What are you going to do?"

The male cultivator in black didn't see his accomplice coming over after waiting for a long time. He was anxious, and then he saw the male cultivator covered in white blooming a flower in front of him?

What is this custom?

The light, soft white flower that looked harmless at all flew leisurely in the air, and then gently patted the protective shield under the nervous gaze of the male cultivator in black.

"call."

The male cultivator in black breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next moment, his expression turned extremely ugly.

Without him, that small, seemingly harmless white flower easily broke through the protective shield at this moment, and then headed straight towards him under his horrifying gaze.

"What, what?! Get out of here!"

The black-clothed monk wanted to run back and forth, but once he wanted to escape in a certain direction, there would be monks blocking his path. The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, so that in the end, the black-clothed monk

The monk actually felt that he had no way to escape.

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you know who I am? Why don't you let this damn flower go away?!"

Although he didn't know the dangers of this dandelion, as a monk's own instinct, the monk in black knew deeply that he must not let this thing get to him!

Under the inevitable situation, the black-clothed monk took out a spiritual sword and split the little white flower in half with great precision. However, before he could be happy, the little white flower that was split in half turned into two pieces.

It became two!

Bai Pu said "embarrassed".

"I'm so sorry, I don't have much else, I just bloom as many flowers as I want."

The black-clothed monk's face turned dull!

Even if Zhu Fu and others couldn't see it, they could still see something from the man's increasingly irritable movements. During this period, Bai Pu also kindly sponsored more little white flowers. In the end, the black-clothed monk was still

One of them accidentally got on my skin.

The moment it landed on the skin of the black-clothed monk, the little white flower quickly took root, and then sprouted, but what it absorbed was not the nutrients in the soil, but the blood aura in the black-clothed monk's body!

That small patch of skin was withering visibly to the naked eye, and it had a tendency to gradually spread. And such a small white flower was just one of them. As the spiritual energy and blood were extracted, the black-clothed monk's movements became slower and slower.

In the end, his body was covered with small white flowers and he was almost sucked dry.

The bell-shaped protective shield that originally tightly protected his whole body was now crumbling due to the lack of spiritual power.

"Beep."

Finally, a slight sound came, and the protective shield finally failed to hold up, and fell down in the desperate eyes of the monk in black.

After it landed on the ground, everyone suddenly discovered that this thing that could withstand the combined blow of so many people was a treasure.

The spiritual weapons of the Great World of Jinyuan are divided into grades one to nine from low to high, and each grade is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The larger the number, the better the quality of the spiritual weapons. Further up, there are treasures, magic weapons, and Taoist weapons.

device.

Although this order is something that all monks in the Jinyuan world know very well, ninth-grade spiritual weapons are already elusive, let alone treasures.

People who can use treasure weapons usually don't show them openly because it is too eye-catching.

"My treasure! My treasure..."

Therefore, when the black-clothed monk ignored the miserable condition of his body that was dry, black and covered with white flowers, he bent and stretched his fingers desperately, trying to reach the little mysterious bell.

"Mine! My treasure is mine..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, he saw a white hand pick up the Xuan Zhong from the ground. He even turned it over in his hand and looked at it before speaking with a smile full of malice.

"So this is a treasure. I've never seen it look like this before."

Bai Pu looked at the black-clothed monk at his feet with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of malice.

"But I am more interested in you now. This monk, you and I had no grudges in the past and have no grudges in recent times. Why do you want to harm me, Half Demon Valley?"

The black-clothed monk was silent at this moment as if his tongue had been cut off. However, Bai Pu had already expected it, and now he slapped the man in black and rolled on the ground for more than ten times.

He landed hard. The black cloth on his face had already fallen off, and he was vomiting blood at the moment.

Everyone can see this face clearly now. If you ignore the blood stained on the face and the dry and saggy skin caused by the small white flowers absorbing nutrients, then this face is still good-looking.

"I'm pretty sure I've never met you, and my tribe has no impression of you. So, what's your name?"

The black-clothed monk looked gloomy at this time. He knew that he was doomed, but he did not dare to reveal who was behind him, so he was silent for a moment before he was about to blow up his Nascent Soul!

However, as a doctor, Yun Guiyue discovered it immediately.

"He's going to blow himself up!"

Ba Snake flicked its tail, and a spiritual snake phantom came over, and then tightly entangled the figure of the black-clothed monk. The black-clothed monk was shocked to find that he could not even self-destruct his Nascent Soul!

"If you want to die, you have to see if we both agree."

Being able to survive in the cracks so far, Half Demon Valley does not rely on begging for mercy! If it didn't even have this bit of strength, it would have been eaten long ago!

(End of chapter)