The appearance of a million spirit stones reflected the endless brilliance of the heavens and the earth. In this afternoon, on this black earth ground, the madness of these hundreds of monks was suddenly set off.
Especially the monks who followed to watch the excitement, all eyes were red, each took out the means, the speed suddenly increased, and even dispersed, and went straight to the spirit stones.
The people of Han Shui Sect were the closest. At this moment, the pocky-faced old man hesitated for a while, and felt something was wrong. After all, he remembered that when the other party was at the auction, he looked like there were not many spirit stones, but he could not distinguish between the real and the false. The disciples around were all short of breath, gritted their sleeves, and instead of chasing Meng Hao, they went straight to these spirit stones, the sleeves were flying, as much as they could be rolled up.
The disciples of the Han Shui sect around him also rushed out frantically. As for the disciples of the other two sects and the ancestors, they are now a step ahead. For a while, hundreds of monks are facing the scattered millions of spiritual stones. , Launched a fierce snatch.
"Damn it, this is my spirit stone!"
"This is the life-saving spirit stone thrown by the monk who robbed the auction house to survive. Without a master, whoever gets it will belong to him!"
The roar echoed, there seemed to be a lot of millions of spirit stones, but hundreds of people scattered and snatched them up and were quickly divided up, one by one immediately put the spirit stones they got into the storage bag without hesitation.
Excited, proud, and excited thought changes suddenly appeared in the hearts of these hundreds of people, and they looked at the place where Meng Hao had gone, and their eyes showed greed.
In their opinion, people who can take out a million spirit stones and throw them out in exchange for escaping time must have more spirit stones on their bodies.
The people of Han Shui Sect also showed strange light. They harvested the most spirit stones, about two hundred thousand or so. The pocky old man looked like he was determined to win at this moment. The spirit stones did not cheat. Carefully, now with a smile, he took the people around him straight to the front and continued chasing after him.
Most of the other monks around are like this, but there are also some hesitations. They shouldn’t be greedy, worry about accidents, and have the idea of leaving now. After all, each of them has taken a lot of spiritual stones. The trip is also very rewarding. There are many people in the crowd, and they are secretly checking the storage bags to find out how many spirit stones they have harvested.
But at this moment, a surprised voice suddenly came out.
"Well? Where's the spirit stone? I just grabbed more than 10,000 spirit stones, why is it gone?"
"Mine are gone, what's going on..." When the voices came out one after another, everyone who heard them immediately looked down to check their own storage bags, and soon, their complexions changed drastically.
"My spirit stone is gone, no, I obviously grabbed more than 8,000 yuan before!!"
"This is not right..."
When the buzzing sound came out one after another, suddenly, a stern scream came out fiercely, and then, all the monks who checked the storage bags changed their complexion completely, even more pale, even many people were His body was trembling, his face bulged, and his eyes instantly showed violent anger and madness.
"My magic weapon is gone!!"
"Damn, my pill, all the pill in my storage bag is gone!!"
"Ah, my storage bag is empty. How could this happen? It's all empty. The magic weapon I just bought at the auction is gone!"
As the voice appeared and the screaming screams became more and more, the face of the old man of Han Shui Sect's horse face changed. After looking down at the storage, his face was as gray as death, and he uttered a stern roar on his back.
His body was trembling, and the top of his head seemed to have blue smoke, and his eyes were bloodshot in an instant, revealing hideous and madness. He couldn't help but mad, because at this moment he was dripping blood in his heart, like someone tearing his heart apart.
The hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones that originally existed in his storage bag disappeared. All the pills, magic weapons, and a few pills, etc., all the objects, even some sundries, were ignored. Let it go, it's all empty.
The storage bag at the moment is very clean and has nothing...
After several years of savings, half of the Han Shui Sect's property belonged to him, but now... they are all gone.
When this pocky face ancestor screamed, the other two ancestors behind him were also trembling, with monstrous murderous in their eyes, screaming frantically, and their storage bags were also very clean at the moment.
Hundreds of people here, the contents of the storage bags, all disappeared, were carried away strangely, silently...
"Heavenly thief, the old man will never give up if you don't kill you!!" Before the pocky ancestor made such a bad word, there was a wind whistling behind him, and there was a red-haired old man in the wind, the old man trembled. The craziness in his eyes is several times higher than that of the old man with a pockmarked face, and he is the ancestor of one of the other two sects.
And the reason why he was so mad was because he had sent one million spirit stones in his storage bag just before the auction. That was the condition he negotiated with the Dongluo family.
In addition to the spirit stone, there is also a Dongluo family's magic spell, which he desperately desires to possess, but now... it's all gone, how can he not be crazy.
And these Motu monks are not stupid. At this moment, if they can't imagine Meng Hao's hands and feet, they have practiced for nothing. Obviously, all the problems are in those spirit stones...
The anger of hundreds of people went crazy at this moment, each with red eyes, unfolding their full speed, and whizzing straight to the distance, using all their strength to persistently pursue Meng Hao.
It was for revenge. Seeing that Meng Hao had lost his shadow, and worried that the other party would run away completely, these hundreds of people unanimously launched their methods to call friends and call friends.
To find someone from the front to stop Meng Hao, even when chasing, when passing by some forces and sects, either ask someone to help, or borrow the jade simple spirit stone.
They didn't know that it was actually not Meng Hao who pitted them, but the parrot, but neither the parrot nor Meng Hao obviously did such pitfalls.
Meng Hao has an excellent record of killing people here. Looking at the road of spiritual practice he has traveled, it can be said that he has gone all the way, all the way...
There are still a group of young ancestors in the Qingluo Sect to this day, as long as Meng Hao is willing, they can instantly make them all wretched.
At this moment, Meng Hao was whizzing forward in the air, and the skin on his head was lying there lazily, looking very arrogant.
"This is wrong..." Pi Dong spit out dozens of magic weapons.
"It's not ethical to do this..." It hiccuped and spit out a lot of spirit stones.
"It's too evil to do this..." Pi Yan rolled his eyes, spit out the pill bottle, swallowed hundreds of jade slips.
"My old man will soon be broken by you..." Pi Dong sighed, spit out again, and vomited all the sundries and other items.
At this moment, all the items in the storage bags of hundreds of people were all put into their own Qiankun bag by Meng Hao, because the storage bag could not fit, only the Qiankun bag could hold it.
Looking at these items, Meng Hao was a little bit dry, especially the more than one million spiritual stones, which made Meng Hao’s eyes shine, and there were a lot of jade slips, which contained everything, and even those magical treasures, although there was nothing. It is a very precious thing in Meng Hao's eyes, but if it is sold, it will also be a large amount of spiritual stone.
As for the miscellaneous things, there are more. There is one item among them, which made Meng Hao take a few more glances. It is a booklet, like gold and not gold, with three pictures on it.
The first picture shows ten swords, with the tips of the swords facing outwards, encircling them in the shape of a lotus flower.
In the second picture, one hundred swords make up ten lotus flowers, and these ten lotus flowers are wrapped together to form a huge circle.
In the third picture, there are a thousand swords and a hundred lotus flowers, forming a large array, surrounded by each other, and there are ten layers with different rotation directions. At first glance, it will be dazzling.
"Sword formation?" Meng Haoduo took a few glances. After putting it away alone, his heart beat faster as he galloped forward. This time he was rich and robbed all of the wealth of hundreds of people.
"It's a pity..." When Meng Hao was muttering in his heart, the parrot beside him sighed, expressing the same thoughts as Meng Hao.
"It's a pity that there are too few people. If there are more people, this transaction will be considered a big profit."
"You don't want to let the old man take action again!" Pi Dong roared in anger, closing his eyes as if I ignored you, and his body turned into a bell with a bang, tied to the parrot's ankle.
Meng Hao looked at the parrot, and the parrot also looked at Meng Hao subconsciously, one person and one bird. At this moment, there was a feeling of finding a friend, because they all saw the light in each other's eyes.
"You will be the master of Fifth Master from now on!" The parrot said seriously.
"I will find more hairy ones for you in the future." Meng Hao nodded and said.
One person, one bird, and at the same time, he looked deeply at the bell that Pi Jong had turned into. Pi Jong's body shivered, and quickly opened its eyes. It felt a little chilly at that moment, but after opening its eyes, only Seeing Meng Hao looking at the sky, the parrot was looking at the earth.
"You are all bad guys..." Pi Dong said loudly.
"The weather is good today." Meng Hao looked at Bai Yun, as if he had never noticed that this Bai Yun was so beautiful, he seemed to be obsessed with it.
"Hey, this little flower on the ground is so beautiful, it's all hairy." The parrot looked down at the ground with a look of intoxication.
It was three days in a flash. Meng Hao moved forward quickly in these three days. Behind him, hundreds of monks opened a long line according to different cultivation bases and different speeds.
Each of these monks showed strong murderous intent in their eyes, and the hatred for Meng Hao here was not to the extent that they were uncommon, but the gap was not very big.
Because the monks of Motu are often in crisis, their own storage bags are often associated wealth, especially... they came out of the auction house before.
It can be said that the storage bag on the body was the richest time, and at this time, they encountered Meng Hao. This was too much hatred for them.
Especially the three big sects, the red-haired old man, is even more mad. He is at the forefront at the moment, followed by the prickly-faced monks. They have resentment and murderous intent in their eyes. They stare at Meng Hao firmly, and hate Meng Hao. Hao Shengsheng tore and swallowed.
"Little bastard, the end of the world, the old man will kill you!" The red-haired old man gritted his teeth, his voice spread all over, thinking of his spiritual stone, he felt his heart dripping blood.