Shaking his body frantically, his mane flew out like a shadow of a sword, carrying a blood line on his body, shooting in all directions.
For a while, two more monks passed by.
No matter how many deaths and injuries there are, no one has ever stopped to take a look, and even if they are close in front of them, they are clearly capable of helping others, but no one has ever taken any action.
They are probably a temporary team. They agreed to come and kill the Bluemane. If there is anything good, everyone will share it together.
At this time, seeing the green mane beast about to fall, naturally the fewer people there are, the better.
The magic weapon flying in the air was shot down by each, the long whip was broken, the sword was also broken, and some people even lost an arm. They seemed to be accidentally hit by someone next to them. They suddenly tilted their body, but were taken empty by the green mane Bite it and chew it to pieces in an instant.
Mo Ye tried to endure the discomfort caused by various coercion, but still couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood after the green mane beast hissed.
The five abdomen and six internal organs seemed to have been shaken and moved, twisted and pulled painfully, the brain was swollen, and there was a roar in the ears.
Even her eyes couldn't see clearly. She saw that it was clearly the place where the blue mane beast had its claws, but some people were mistakenly guided to stand up by her companions, and they were photographed as meat sauce without any suspense.
Gudong, bang! !
The green mane beast finally fell heavily to the ground, and in the last struggle before dying, a wave of air was suddenly set off, blowing up the dust in the sky, and bounced away all the monks besieging around.
Before the two monks could resist, they were shot on the rock wall violently. The wall was smashed into pieces, rubble was splashed, and they were planted back to the ground, and they died together with the green mane beast.
The valley that was still roaring and trembling suddenly became a dead silence, still so quiet that it still made the heart toss with blood.
Mo Ye was also affected by a lot of dust, almost buried her body in the dust, spit out a mouthful of blood, and inhaled another mouthful of sand.
If she was right, there were only three monks who had just survived. The temporary training team may be like this. They have a life for a fight, but they are dead...
Suddenly, a monk who fell to the ground swayed to his feet not far away, his clothes were messy, bloody and muddy, his hair was lost, and his hair was scattered, but his injury seemed not serious from his breathing.
I saw him staggering to pick up the long sword on the ground, staggering all the way to the side of another monk who fell on the ground, raising the long sword, and stab it hard!
With a puff, the cultivator on the ground struggled, and suddenly stopped moving.
The same was done for the other person, with a short amount of effort, and he was the only one alive.
He bent down slightly, panting heavily with his long sword, his eyes scanned around, and finally, his eyes fell on the corpse of the green mane beast.
Mo Ye stood up slowly, threw a healing medicine in his mouth, swept away the dust on his body, took a few steps and appeared on the edge of the woods.
The man noticed someone behind him and turned his head abruptly, but he was also injured. He was exhausted and planned to recover some more actions, but he didn't expect that there would be someone else. For a while, his eyes were full of sparks.
Mo Ye walked over and looked around on the ground. They were all broken magic weapons. He bent down and picked up the mane of a green mane beast.
The mane was like a rapier, and it was also heavy in his hand.
"The green mane belongs to me, the other people's things... you and I are half of them." The man said quickly.
Mo Ye didn't speak, and walked slowly towards him. There was no pressure on her body, and her face was faintly expressionless, but she dragged the green mane beast's mane to the ground, making a sneer, sneer, and sneer. It's a little crippled.
The man took a few breaths and lifted the sword in his handle, but found that his hands and feet were already soft, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, "I only want the green mane beast, and the rest are for you!"
In the realm of comprehension, killing people and winning treasures is a shortcut to getting rich. As long as you don't have enemies with the martial arts, casual cultivation is the best target. If you are lucky, getting rich overnight is not an illusion.
It's not that Mo Ye didn't consider taking shortcuts, but the facts are cruel. Who can kill her during the Qi refining period
I'm afraid he was killed by someone else before he got close.
Passing by the corpse of a female nun, Mo Ye stopped, bent down and picked up the Qiankun bag with the cuffs that fell beside the nun. The space in the bag was slightly larger than hers, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things inside.
She is richer than her in number, but there seems to be not much worth of things. There are only dozens of low-grade spirit stones in total, plus a few magic weapons with meagre aura, and I can't see what it is for.
In the world of comprehension, female cultivators are not easy to mix, especially women who are casual cultivators. Sometimes they are forced to empty things to ensure their own safety. Of course, committing themselves to others is also a way to save their lives.
"A piece of jade slip hung on her neck, a good thing." The man pointed.
Mo Ye picked up the mane in his hand and swiped it lightly, cut the red string with the pointed tip, bent down to pick up the jade slip, and put it into the Qiankun bag.
The man looked at her almost without blinking, and after seeing Mo Ye making such a casual stroke, cutting the red rope but not hurting the slightest skin on the female Xiu's neck, he frowned slightly.
"My name is Zhuang Shao."
Mo Ye raised her head and smiled coldly. If she didn't show her hand, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the desire to make friends, and he might even bully her for lack of common sense, so she might be waiting for him wherever she is.
That sneer made Zhuang Shao feel a little hairy in his heart for no reason. It stands to reason that he has reached the mid-stage of concentration, and shouldn't be afraid of a female cultivator in the refining period.
But it can't be denied that Mo Ye didn't speak but sneered, which made him feel worried while his life was hanging by a thread.
"Are you... dumb?" Zhuang Shao asked.
"Your whole family is dumb." Mo Ye raised his eyebrows and replied neatly, raising his foot and kicking a man's body over.
The man Xiu was slapped by the claw of the green mane beast, and his stomach was broken and his human form was broken. Even Zhuang Shao felt disgusted when he saw it. But Mo Ye stooped and searched his sleeves with expressionless expression. The position in has been flipped.
With a cleansing tactic, he cleaned up the searched things, put it in his sleeve, and walked to another corpse.
With a painful expression on Zhuang Shao's face, he searched all the corpses, not even the one that was trampled on by the green mane beast, and pulled the minced meat with the mane in his hand to find something. Putting it away cleanly, it is naturally like picking out fresh vegetables in one's own vegetable field.
In fact, she didn't want to be so arrogant. It's just that a penny stumped the hero. Her cultivation base was low and she was stained. There was nothing on her body, so she probably didn't know how she died.
With Zhuang Shao’s reminder, Mo Ye has harvested two more so-called good things. It seems that Zhuang Shao is a little pleasing to the eye, but...
Mo Ye turned his gaze to the corpse of the green mane beast, it must be unusual for Zhuang Shao to give up so many good things.