Others also gathered around, all looking at the golden jade bottle in Monk Yunluo's hand with sharp eyes.
There were whispers among the crowd, and many people were interested in the Three Saints Casting Pill. Originally, the immortals in the Holy Spirit Realm didn't even know about the existence of the Three Saints Body Casting Pill, but since the ancestor of the Great Leiyin Temple seized one, the reputation of this elixir has spread throughout the Holy Spirit Realm.
An opportunity to reach the sky in one step, this is really an opportunity to reach the sky in one step.
As long as you take a Three Saint Body Casting Pill, as long as you don't provoke the saints in the void spiritual world, there is almost no risk of falling. The power of the Immortal Body is directly upgraded to the Golden Immortal Realm, and after millions of years of experience in the void battlefield, there is no better reward than this.
And here, there are a total of fifty-four Three Saint Body Casting Pills!
People's hearts are different. Even though the more than a hundred Taoist and Buddhist disciples present are all 'reliable' partners invited by Monk Yunluo, and they have experienced many battles together, Yin Xuege still feels it through the eyes of many people. To the point of crazy greed and vicious murderous intent.
He grabbed the medicine bottles in Monk Yunluo's hands and stuffed them into his storage ring.
There were heavy gasps from the crowd at the same time. Yin Xuege rolled his eyes, and blood rushed around him. Dozens of blood sea creatures whose strength had reached the peak of the True Immortal Realm quickly rushed out of the blood. The gasping suddenly stopped, Yin Xuuge sneered, and looked at those people with evil thoughts in their eyes one by one.
"Three Saints Body Casting Pill, a good thing, everyone wants it?"
"Have you ever thought about why the Holy Clan would put such precious elixirs in the warehouse without taking them away? Even though we have conquered so many cities, there is no trace that they have touched the resources in the secret warehouse? "
"The Saints have retreated, but all the treasures in the secret vault are well preserved. Are they stupid? Isn't it troublesome to take these things away? Not to mention those Saints, Minghe and Mingjue, you can just use any alms bowl. Pretend to take away everything in this secret vault, right?"
Monks Minghe and Mingjue of Dajue Temple were stunned, then nodded deeply, clasped their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
After all, Buddhist disciples have a stable Zen mind. Dozens of Buddhist disciples present came to their senses at the same time, and large amounts of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Immediately afterwards, those Taoist disciples with profound cultivation also woke up. They wiped their foreheads with their sleeves, and cursed loudly with lingering fear: "Damn Saints, they are killing three people with two peaches, and they want us to do this for these Babies killing each other?”
Yin Xuuge looked at these people and sneered: "With so many rare treasures, hey, as long as one person gets greedy, once a conflict breaks out among us, how many of us will be left alive? We are fine here, everyone is a good friend There were few people, and the things were divided enough, so I didn’t do anything.”
Looking back at the secret treasury door, Yin Xuege said coldly: "But in other places, those other teams with thousands or tens of thousands of people may have been beaten with blood and blood everywhere. ”
Monk Yunluo sighed and chanted the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is merciful, these demons in the void battlefield are really vicious. They failed on the battlefield, but they still left behind such vicious plots against us. The harvest from the secret vaults of countless cities... Maybe, maybe even..."
Monk Yunluo didn't finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant.
With so much wealth piled up in the secret treasury, perhaps the golden immortals in various fairy cities would fight for these treasures. Maybe if a few Golden Immortals were killed or injured, the sects behind them would break up their relationships, and a war would break out.
The Sima clan completely failed in this battle, but the hidden hand they left behind was undoubtedly a big bomb that could blow up more than a hundred fairy cities to pieces at any time.
"I, Taoist Mu, swear on my own soul that I will not have any suspicion of these Three Saint Body Casting Pills." Raising his right hand, biting the tip of his tongue, Yin Xuege swore a vicious blood oath: "There are others ahead. There are countless cities waiting for us to receive them, and there may be Three Saint Body Casting Pills or other more valuable harvests in them. I swear, there will never be any selfish intention to escape with the treasures."
"All treasures and all participating Taoist friends will be distributed reasonably according to the merits. Before that, if there is any dissent, heaven will punish them and the earth will destroy them." Yin Xuege looked at the many Taoist friends present and said solemnly: " Everyone, please don’t miss the great path for the sake of small profits.”
Monk Yunluo shouted the Buddha's name, and also swore a vicious blood oath in the name of the founder of Daleiyin Temple. He also swore that he would not have any selfish motives in this operation and would not do any harm to his fellow Taoists because of any treasures.
With the two men taking the lead, more than a hundred people laughed happily and swore the same blood oath.
With these oaths, the relationship between the group of people has become much closer.
All kinds of magical powers, secret arts, and magic weapons were used together. All the treasures in the secret vault of this Tianzi town were swept away. All the nobles in the city and the large number of medicine slaves and mine slaves outside the city were looted. Finally, the group abandoned the city and rushed towards the next target.
Two months later, a group of people came to an extremely remote area.
This is already the edge of the territory abandoned by the Sima clan. There are only a dozen or so acropolis with the lowest status and weakest strength around them, and they are extremely far away from each other. At the same time, there is an extremely long distance from the territory of another saint clan. Even if Jinxian flies at full strength, it will take several months to reach the nearest acropolis of that saint clan.
When Yin Xuuge and others arrived, a dozen or so surrounding acropolis had been swept away. Not only had all valuable things in the city been looted, but even the spiritual veins under the city had been forcibly extracted using great supernatural powers. Take the seal.
These acropolis are completely in ruins, and even the value of reconstruction is not great.
The group of people searched around and were about to return home and return to White Tiger Fairy City to rest. Suddenly, dozens of thunderstorms came from the mountains in the distance, and then a shocking blood rainbow rushed straight into the sky, hundreds of miles into the sky. Finally, with a twist, he flew towards Yin Xuuge and the others.
It was clear that someone had used the escape talisman made by the Great Power and used the essence and blood burning technique to escape.
Xuehong's speed was extremely fast. The place where he took off was more than two thousand miles away from Yin Xuuge and the others, but after a twist, he was in front of everyone almost instantly. In the void spiritual world, where no one except a saint can teleport, such a speed of flight can only be achieved by a peak golden immortal.
But there were dozens of escaping lights chasing after them very fast. Those people were obviously unwilling to let this blood rainbow escape. They also used immortal talismans to chase after them. The blood lights just rushed in front of everyone, and the dozens of escaping lights behind them Dun Guang also arrived, and the black ox hair needles all over the sky roared down with an ear-piercing scream, shrouding Yin Xuege and the others without distinguishing between friend and foe.
"Be brave!" Youquan roared angrily, clapped his hands, and a large water curtain emerged out of thin air. Amidst the sound of tsunamis and hurricanes, dozens of layers of water curtains swept up with turbulent whirlpools, wrapping up all the fine needles. .
Immediately afterwards, Youquan's body shook, and his face turned slightly pale. These fine needles were actually a set of low-level golden immortal weapons. Youquan's water curtain could not withstand the punctures of these fine needles. Dozens of layers of water curtains suddenly collapsed, and countless The thin needles seemed to have found their target, and they all shot toward her.
Yin Xuuge snorted coldly, and the weakest Blood Sea Yasha stood up with his chest high and aimed at the thin needles whizzing from the sky.
The sharp ox-hair needle penetrated Xuehai Yaksha's body, turning his body into a sieve. The blood-sea yaksha monster laughed, its body disintegrated, and then quietly resurrected in the blood-colored bracelet on Yin Xuuge's left hand. His original strength was not even that of a ninth-grade Yasheng. After being killed once, his strength had dropped to the level of ordinary Qi refiners in the Yuanlu world.
But when the target was killed, those fine needles flew back one after another, "satisfied" with the joy of killing the target.
As soon as the blood rainbow closed, a handsome young man wearing a Confucian shirt and covered in blood staggered and fell in front of Yin Xuege. His eyes were chattering, and he grabbed the front of Yin Xuege's shirt and shouted loudly: "Cousin, are you here? Help me quickly. We have discovered a hidden city in the middle of the mountain. These guys want to monopolize the benefits and want to kill us!"
Yin Xuege was stunned. Dozens of chasing rays of light suddenly converged. A group of immortals wearing black gowns with bloody long knives embroidered on their chests, apparently from the same sect, appeared one after another. .
Monk Yunluo frowned and shouted: "Xueji Demon Blade Sect, do you want to fall out with our Great Leiyin Temple?"
Monk Yuanzhen of the Black Lotus Sect put his hands together with a smile on his face, and smiled at the disciples of the Blood Demon Blade Sect: "My Buddha is merciful, and Yuanzhen of the Black Lotus Sect is very polite. Do you want to have a fight? I am very welcome to the poor monk. !”
Monks Minghe and Mingjue of Dajue Temple also announced their names one after another, and other immortals who were traveling with them also announced their sect affiliations. More than a hundred people in the group came from more than a dozen sects, and all of them have roots in the Holy Spirit Realm. He comes from a powerful sect with strong backing.
The faces of the members of the Blood Demon Blade Sect became extremely ugly, as if a bear had finally killed all the bees and happily tore open the hive, only to find that there was no honey inside, only a pile of smelly cow dung.
A young man with hair as red as blood came out with his hands behind his back. He looked at Yin Xuege, pointed at the young man in white shirt on the ground and sneered: "There were more than 300 disciples of the Bai family in Shangyang City, but we killed only one. .You are his cousin... What else do we have to talk about? "
Yin Xuuge smiled and kicked the boy in white shirt away. He said with a smile: "I'm not his cousin, you can think of me as his ancestor! I really hate this kind of bastard who diverts trouble to others and stirs up trouble when nothing happens."
The young boy in white shirt who was kicked away rolled around on the ground in embarrassment. He spat out a mouthful of blood, glanced at Yin Xuege with an extremely resentful look, and then screamed in a hoarse voice: "Cousin, don't you have any Family affection?"
Bai Yuzi snorted coldly, whipped his tail, and smashed the boy in white shirt into a ball of meat.
Yin Xuuge smiled at the red-haired boy and said, "Now it can be proved that I am not his cousin."
The red-haired boy frowned, and glanced at the group of brave, high-spirited, and eager-to-fight disciples behind Yin Xuege one by one. He sighed helplessly: "Everyone is from a big sect... I, the Blood Extreme Demonic Blade Sect, I don’t want to provoke you. There are many fellow Taoists over there, so let’s go over and discuss it together.”
Relying on their own strength and their sect origin, the group followed without fear.
In the mountains ahead, more than two thousand immortals from the Holy Spirit Realm were divided into more than a dozen distinct teams, facing each other at a distance.
The ground was covered with blood, and there were at least tens of thousands of corpses lying on the ground.
(End of chapter)