Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 755 Catch many thieves

How could An Qingli let go of several hidden magic weapons of space.

The magic weapon of space is a good thing, and it has reached a high level, but it is a sharp weapon for assassination and sneaking.

These space magic weapons still fled in different directions, and escaped quickly.

An Qingli was even faster.

First teleport, chase to a place, and put the magic weapon of space into the moon feast map that has not been sold.

Another teleportation, another ten miles away, and put another space magic weapon into the moon feast map.

The speed is ridiculously fast.

Even Ji Xiaopeng, who was in the Nascent Soul Stage, only saw a cyan light cluster, like a star, flashing in the sky, flashing again, appearing suddenly, and then disappearing suddenly. He didn't know what he was busy with.

What the Nascent Soul Stage saw was such a vague appearance, let alone those low-level disciples who established the foundation of the Golden Core.

An Qingli was very busy in the sky alone, and Heiyu, who was watching from the sidelines, was useless for a while.

A magic weapon for concealment, not advancing but retreating, quietly sneaked towards An Qingli.

"Hey, finally came to life!"

Heiyu rejoiced, and the boundless darkness spread out in an instant.

An Qingli's mouth twitched slightly. In fact, she hadn't had much fun yet, and she was still looking forward to some surprises from the hidden magic weapon that approached proactively.

"Why is it so dark?!"

Hiding inside the magic weapon, everyone was extremely surprised that the darkness of something could actually penetrate into the magic weapon, turning everything inside the magic weapon into a mass of pitch black.

It's... too scary!
Someone flipped the palm of his hand and drew a fireball to test it. The fireball was ignited and steamed, but there was no flame at all.

If it is too dark and shocking, this is the power of the Mahayana realm!

In the darkness, Heiyu seemed to be able to feel their inner voice, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Be afraid, ants! Sink with the darkness of this seat!"

An Qingli picked up a few Transcendence Tribulation Realm with blue butts and swollen faces, and with a flash, she teleported without a trace, directly ignoring the dark enchantment of Heiyu, flashed out of this dark place, and went to Shangshan around.

Shangshan took a look at those people, and put these people who had sealed their spiritual power into the finger space, and didn't plan to give anyone food.

Cultivators who have been sealed with spiritual power are better than ordinary people. If they don't eat for three days, they will become dizzy from hunger.

And Shangshan intends to starve those who ate the leopards for three months, or three years.

Wuling asked Shangshan: "Why don't you strip off your clothes and hang them up, so that they can lose face and face?"

An Qingli shook Shangshan's creamy jade hand, and because it felt so good, she squeezed it habitually. Feeling it in a good mood, she replied with a smile on behalf of Shangshan: "People who practice Taoism have thick skins, and they are cruel and cruel." Time is better than abuse, longer memory."

"Everything our Qingli says is right!" Wu Ling agreed with her hands on her hips, and then said viciously, "It's not too much to kill these pill grabbers on the spot, first search for the spirit stones on them, and then starve him ten times." In a few days and a half, let their family take the spirit stones, and before taking them back, they have to swear the big oath of becoming a pig in the next life."

Xiao Jintan sat cross-legged in Anqingli Divine Mansion, shaking the transformed golden feather fan, but agreed with Wuling's words.

Nowadays, there are more and more high-ranking monks in the realm of comprehension. When there are too many people, it is easy to mess up. It is really difficult to manage.

However, the current prosperity of Lanjie here is a short-lived illusion.

The aura of the entire small world is still declining. In a few hundred years, when the things obtained from the Wancheng Kingdom are exhausted, there will be despair and death.

Soaring all the way through Dharma cultivation?
For now, it's still delusional.

Because Patriarch Qi Wu, who has the highest cultivation base, and who has obtained countless good things, still stays in the middle stage of Mahayana.

The robbery cloud dispersed, but the place where the robbery cloud was located was replaced by complete darkness.

Under the high altitude, in the darkness that suddenly appeared, someone said anxiously: "Mission failed, go!"

"Go? Where are you going?" Heiyu let out a wild laugh. He hadn't let these people see how powerful Heiyu is, how could he let them go.

The power of darkness swept away and eroded the magic weapon of space that these people relied on, and a group of people appeared in shock.

But in the dark, they couldn't see at all, and could only stop in place in astonishment.

Heiyu bared his teeth ferociously, deliberately opened his mouth wide, and took the initiative to exhale a breath of foul-smelling fresh air.

"vomit--!"

Someone bent over and vomited on the spot, which was the stench of the Mahayana realm.

At the next moment, someone suppressed vomiting and attacked Heiyu with several magic spells.

Heiyu was not afraid at all, the brilliance of those spells did not emit a little light in the darkness, and as soon as they approached Heiyu at a distance of ten feet, they completely disappeared.

"Haha!" Heiyu laughed wildly, exhaled another breath of black air, and said arrogantly, "This seat—below the Mahayana realm—is invincible!"

The people in the dark smelled the stench and vomited a few more people.

Heiyu wandered freely in the darkness, tore off his clothes, wantonly exuded the smell of his body, and deliberately faced to face, nostril to nostril, and exhaled gracefully at those people like orchids.

The stench of black corpse konjac in the Mahayana realm.

"vomit--!"

Outside the darkness, countless people kept their breath away.

After a cup of tea, the darkness receded, and a dozen or so Transformation Gods crossed the Tribulation Realm, spitting filth, rolling their eyes, and falling from the sky to the ground like dead fish.

These people have very vivid eyes.

It should be the people from the original Wancheng Kingdom who came here to take revenge on Bianlanjie, or maybe they were called by someone to snatch this expensive super-ninth-grade elixir.

People from Tian Yunzong's Law Enforcement Hall rushed over wearing special masks, and tied up the stunned thieves for interrogation.

The dignified monks who crossed the tribulation realm were all stunned and fell to the ground, no one would believe what they said.

A dozen or so thieves were taken down, and they should be able to dig out a lot of forces behind it.

Patriarch Qi Che raised his hand, and there was a downpour, which washed the smelly air into the ground.

After the rain, the sky cleared and even a rainbow appeared.

Several Mahayana ancestors in the Bianlan Realm found An Qingli in private, took out valuables, and asked An Qingli for the Resurrection Pill that could bring him back to life.

An Qingli went through a few more Danlei tribulations, and endured the pain to forge her muscles and bones to be extremely strong, comparable to the late Mahayana period.

Then, for himself and several of the ancestors who crossed the catastrophe, he practiced high-level tonifying spirits and detoxification. Since it is a elixir for detoxifying corpses, he planned to go to the tomb of the first emperor to find out.

Little Pegasus, who had been drawn a lot of blood and got a huge amount of spirit stones, was depressed, knowing that he was going to die, but he wanted to go.

Even if there is the Resurrection Pill, it can only be used once, which is equivalent to taking one's own life into it.

But the little tiger is eager to try, the more dangerous the place is, the more he wants to see it, and he is not afraid of death.

What's more, in Bianlanjie and Wancheng Kingdom, the aura is declining, and it seems to be declining faster and faster.

Without the support of a strong enough spirit of heaven and earth, the barriers inside and outside the tomb of the first emperor will gradually decay.

Rather than the ominous creatures inside rushing out to do evil in all directions, it is better for the human race to take the initiative to probe in, and try their best to kill any ominous creatures in the tomb.

(End of this chapter)