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The scene before him made Jiang Chuan overjoyed.

There are as many as three foundation-building elixirs that ordinary people can only dream of. This person's status in the Hualing Sect is definitely not low.

"Killing people and buying goods is indeed the fastest way to make money." Jiang Chuan sighed, Jiang Li had no interest in these things, and they all gave him an advantage in vain.

The previous losses were all made up in one fell swoop.

After moving many things into the storage jade ring, Jiangchuan seemed to stiffen a little, thinking of a sentence he heard by chance.

The thicker the wallet, the stronger the confidence. It can be described as true knowledge.

Using the simplest fireball technique, they destroyed all the corpses around them, and the two of them headed towards the Great Earth Temple ahead.

After bypassing the winding corridor and just reaching the turning point, Jiang Chuan's expression moved slightly and he looked at the stone pillar next to him.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a loud noise in front of him, as if something had been broken, followed by countless shouts of shock and anger.

"Run quickly."

"Yin energy is evil corpse."

"A foundation-building monk is dead, everyone should run away."

...

What followed was a series of screams and wails.

"Something is wrong." Jiang Chuan and Jiang Li looked at each other and each took out their spiritual weapons.

The stone pillar that I was looking at before also changed after this loud noise.

In the flickering hazy white light, two figures appeared.

One is a tall, thin, yellow-faced young man carrying an iron box on his back. The sweat on his head is unstoppable and dripping from his cheeks like rain.

The other person was short in stature, but looked like an adult, holding a talisman with white light shining in his hand.

But at this time, the expressions of this strange pair were quite solemn, and they couldn't help but worry when they looked towards the Great Hall of the Earth.

"Are you two friends from Xuanji Mountain?" Jiang Chuan recognized their identities.

"Since you are worried about your noble brother Shan, why not go to the main hall to have a look together?"

Regarding Jiang Chuan's invitation, the tender-faced Junior Brother Shi was about to refuse without thinking, but was held down by Senior Brother Yang next to him.

"Since it's Brother Jiang who invites us, let's go together!" Yang Taixu panted slightly and wiped away his sweat with poor workmanship silk.

"Okay." Jiang Chuan made a gesture, and the four of them raised their spirits to fight the wind and rushed forward together.

On the way, Junior Brother Shi transmitted his true energy and said:

"Senior Brother Yang, the matters assigned by the Mountain Master have not been completed yet, so why do you want to go to the main hall with these two people?"

Senior Brother Yang moved his lips slightly and replied:

"No need to go, the mountain master's hexagram has come true."

Did the hexagram come true? Junior Brother Shi was startled.

But the two of them didn’t take away the sacred object!

"If you look at it backwards." Senior Brother Yang's supplement came belatedly.

That means it can't be taken away.

But how did Senior Brother Yang know...

Junior Brother Shi's mind changed and he suddenly understood.

"Senior brother, are you saying that the sacred object was taken away by these two people?"

Yang Taixu nodded invisibly, and was about to send a message to explain, when he saw Jiang Chuan in front of him suddenly turned around, looked at him with a smile, and turned his head again.

was discovered.

"Don't ask anymore. Let's talk about it after we return to the mountain gate."

Yang Taixu spoke, and the iron box behind him disappeared, and a violent and violent aura emitted. Under the puzzled gaze of Junior Brother Shi, he grabbed the latter's arm, and like flying, he caught up with the two people in front of him.

...

At this time, the sky above the Great Hall of the Earth was shrouded in thick gray clouds, and as soon as it came into contact with the red clouds and red clouds rising from the surrounding magma, a hissing sound could be heard.

Countless raindrops of a blend of gray and red colors fell, corroding the flat black stone ground into countless holes. The scalps, cheeks, and shoulders of some monks who could not dodge were melted with flesh and blood, and scorching fire poison invaded their bodies, and their true energy flowed out of control.

He started writhing, went crazy and died on the spot.

The monks who moved faster had already used various protective measures and retreated away from the entrance of the Great Hall of the Earth, forming a semicircle from a distance.

And on the semicircle line facing the entrance of the hall, Qinghua, Ning Que, Shan Laoer and other foundation-building monks from the three sects were clearly visible.

But at this time, their expressions were not very good either.

On the lapel of Qinghua's clothes, an unknown person made a dusty palm print, in which wisps of sinister energy filled the air and seeped into his body, causing Qinghua unbearable pain. A hand knife full of true energy passed through it, and he was cut off.

The clothes and handprints on the chest were cut off along with the flesh and blood.

"hiss."

He gritted his teeth and screamed in pain, and quickly applied elixir to stop the gushing blood.

Seeing this, Shan Laoer gave a thumbs up.

"I didn't expect your grandson to be quite stubborn."

But his tone was full of sarcasm.

If Qinghua hadn't taken advantage of him and Ning Que to break the ban and rushed to the corpse in the main hall, he wouldn't have ended up in such a tragic situation.

"Shan, can you shut up?" Qinghua simply treated the wound, but when he heard Shan Laoer's sarcasm, he couldn't help but glare.

"Okay, okay, you two, stop bickering and don't look at what's going on now." The flower lady was holding a flower basket-shaped spiritual weapon, her face was pale, and her heart was still frightened.

In the fight just now, all the talismans she finally obtained were completely destroyed, but she still failed to cause great damage to the evil corpse. She even angered the opponent and cost the lives of two foundation-building monks.

"It seems that this corpse is probably the elder of Bibo Mansion who was buried here." Ning Que looked at the figure hidden in the gloomy gray clouds in the hall, his expression extremely serious.

No one expected that such a change would occur.

Although this evil corpse did not inherit all the magical powers it had in life, its physical body, which was even harder than the top-level spiritual weapons, brought great trouble to everyone.

The two foundation-building monks who had just died believed that they had top-level spiritual weapons to protect themselves, so they dared to fight against the evil corpse.

But the result was...the protective spiritual light was scratched by the opponent's nails, and even the spiritual weapon itself was torn to pieces, and the essence and blood were drained to death.

"Roar......"

Long howls could be heard from time to time in the hall, and the aura of the figure in the gray cloud seemed to be getting stronger.

After being filled with the essence and blood of the foundation-building monks, the evil corpse becomes even more ferocious.

Everyone's expressions became more and more ugly.

"It seems that we have no chance to share the treasures in the palace." Shan Laoer looked relaxed and could even laugh.

"At worst, I don't believe the Jindan master who spread the word about our sect. If they work together, they can't stop this evil corpse." Qinghua's eyes were cold.

Judging from the situation of the fight just now, the power of the corpse has not yet reached the limit of Jindan Zhenren.

Ning Que and Shan Laoer made eye contact, and both shook their heads slightly.

In the Yunshui Sect, there is only one Jindan Master in charge of Xuanji Mountain. If there is no big event, he will never move lightly.

How could he risk his life for an unknown treasure and abandon his sect?

"Since things have changed, it is better to take back the seal of passage and let the Yin Fire Formation at the end of the earth recover. It can also trap the evil corpses in the formation to prevent them from escaping from here and causing harm to the world and causing chaos."

Ning Que suggested.

Qinghua sneered, quite disdainful of what Ning Que said.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a foundation-building monk say:

"Friend Taoist, why should you be anxious? Although this evil corpse is powerful, it is only wandering in the hall and has not left the main hall. It must be restricted by some means.

"We might as well discuss how to deal with it so we can get the treasure."

"Yes, what Fellow Taoist Lin Yu said makes sense."

"Fellow Taoist Ning Que, there is no need to worry. Even if the evil corpse comes out of the hall, we will be outnumbered, but if we dodge wholeheartedly, this evil corpse will never be able to hurt us."

...

Sounds came one after another.

After all, treasures touch people's hearts, and no one is willing to give up such a great opportunity.

Ning Que shook his head at Wang Jun who was about to speak, and his eyes stayed on the corridor next to him.

He had decided to leave with a few people when Jiangchuan returned.

Not long after, four figures emerged from the corridor one by one.

Ning Que's eyes moved and he was about to try to respond when he saw Qinghua's expression suddenly changed, and his body suddenly blocked the four people.

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