Yuxiang

"Bastard! Kill her, we will share these treasures equally!"

The leader uttered an angry shout, waking up those somewhat confused robbers, at once dozens of flying swords and magic weapons were sacrificed one after another, and attacked Murong Xianxian.

In the treasure chariot, Kong Li and the others were also looking at the bandit monks outside. They naturally dismissed the strength of these people, but they were a little surprised when Murong Xianxian aroused the power of the Qingluan treasure chariot... ...With their eyesight, they didn't even see that those relics had such power.

"It seems that those relics turned out to be treasures made from the relics left by the great masters of Buddhism, and there are thirteen relics in total. I'm afraid they are not ordinary relics!" Hou Tong said.

"I really didn't expect that pagoda to be a high-quality Buddhist treasure. I'm afraid this pagoda itself is also extraordinary." Kong Li was more optimistic about that pagoda.

"The defense of this Buddha bone relic is good, but the power of the Sanskrit sound is too weak." Xiang Zhong disapproved.

"what do you know!"

Kong Li glared at him: "The Sanskrit sound is mainly used to fight against the evil magic sound, and it is not unique in itself. If it has that effect, what is the difference between the Sanskrit sound and the magic sound."

What she said was right, the Sanskrit sound from the Buddha bone relic was not a means of attack, so the leader yelled loudly to wake up those subordinates.

Boom!

Dao Dao Bao Guang and supernatural powers bombarded the shield, no matter how violently they attacked, this long Buddha light shield did not move, it was so tenacious that people felt desperate, which made the robbers feel more and more itchy, That leader almost wrote the word 'greedy' on the top of his forehead.

"I don't know what to do!"

Finally, a layer of anger appeared on Murong Xianxian's face, and she played a spell at the wind chime hanging on the corner of the treasure carriage.

bell……

The wind chime vibrated without wind, and with the crisp ringing, invisible sound waves spread around the treasure chariot, like ripples in the water.

"What is this?" Jia Tianxia looked at the others in astonishment, "It's a wind chime?"

"No...God, restraint!! It's space restraint!!!" Lang Qianqun suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, and the eyes of several other people were similar.

"It's not limited by space, but these sound waves form a strange energy cycle. It greatly buffers the movements of people and magic weapons..." Kong Li is a Mahayana monk after all, her eyes are more accurate than others, and her perception is stronger .

At this time, the most frightening thing was the bandit monks outside. When the bell rang, in their perception, not only did their magic weapons become extremely slow, but their movements also slowed down. His consciousness is also greatly restricted.In the invisible remote sound wave.The extended extension is snail crawling.He couldn't even use supernatural powers and magic weapons, and the crisp wind chimes sounded like normal.

Suddenly, the three Qingluans pulling the cart uttered a crisp sound, their necks twitching.Flames flew in all directions.

Huh tt!

The surroundings of the treasure chariot immediately turned into flames. Although these green luan fires are not real fires for alchemy, they are not comparable to ordinary flames. The poor monks' cultivation level is much higher than these three green luan fires, but they are surrounded by sound waves. Trapped, one by one was hardened and burned, and even the primordial spirit did not escape.

"They are really pitiful!" Jia Tianxia sighed in the treasure chariot, but his face was completely gloating.

But in a short while, the seventeen monks who robbed were all burned to ashes.The ashes fell from mid-air profusely, seventeen storage rings, a wedge of treasure, and a flying sword fell down.

With a wave of Murong Xianxian's hand, it was as if a vortex with infinite suction appeared in her sleeves. Those rings and magic weapons were thrown into her sleeves one after another, and it was no longer possible to see that there were more than ten monks at the stage of cultivating gods here just now.

Dozens of divine senses swept towards this side.After leaving quickly, Murong Xianxian knew that the masters of these spiritual senses might not all be robbers, but they definitely did not have good intentions.However, more than a dozen great monks died here at once, and it is estimated that the monks with weaker strength would not dare to ask for wildfire again.If there is no accident, there are not many people who dare to make up their minds where this Qingluan treasure chariot passes, and they don't even dare to approach them.

The treasure chariot continued to move forward, and Murong Xianxian had already returned to the treasure chariot, throwing the Wedge Baofei Sword and the storage ring on the table.

"The property of these robbers is always with you. I guess you won't need those pills. Take a look at this wedge treasure and make do with it. After returning to Yunshan Mountain, I will have someone refine magic weapons for you. Well, if you have special If necessary, we can also find a way to do it.”

Murong Xianxian grinned: "It is said that there is a lot of chaos here, and you can get some good things."

Needless to say, the pills that were seized, like the wedge treasure, Murong Xianxian didn't like it, but those materials were quite good, many materials were extremely rare in the market, but the spirit stones were collected However, the seventeen storage rings and spirit stones seized over [-] million.

Taking advantage of a series of mountains, the lower part has entered a plain, and occasionally some villages and markets can be seen hidden in the jungle.The sky is gradually dimming, and the layered scenery has gradually merged into a monotonous gray-black. There is a depressing atmosphere in the air, and occasionally there will be some faint lights flying through the air, but it can be seen that, These twilights are all clearly separated and very far apart, only some practitioners who are obviously a group of people walk together, and they are also very far apart from other monks.

In the sky, a stream of light shot from a distance, as if teleporting, every time the huge Qingluan flapped its wings, there would be a sound like thunder, and the three Qingluan's bodies emitted faint flames. Guanghua.

"You actually use Qingluan to pull the cart, it seems that you are not an ordinary monk!" Seeing this scene, some monks were a little bit envious.It's just that most of these people are solo travellers, and they would never rashly plan to use this Qingluan treasure chariot.

"Kong Li, there is a market town not far ahead. I'll go and check the news. You keep moving forward, and we will meet up ahead." After Murong Xianxian ordered, he flew out of the treasure chariot and continued to move forward alone.

About a quarter of an hour, the market town finally completely appeared in Murong Xianxian's field of vision, she gradually slowed down, and then slowly landed towards the entrance of the market town.

Seen from the air, the market town looks like palm-sized grids, not very big.But when he came into close contact with them, Murong Xianxian discovered that this tribe is actually not small.There are also hundreds of buildings, large and small, among them. Judging from the constant noise, the popularity inside seems to be pretty good.

Just when she had just approached the entrance of the market town, there was a sound of '咻', a stream of blue light pierced through the air and shot towards Murong Xianxian's chest, as if she wanted to kill Murong Xianxian on the spot... On Murong's slender chest, someone uttered a cry of joy, and then a figure flew towards him.

However, this person's joy was only for a moment, the stream of light passed through Murong Xianxian's chest, but it did not stop, and Murong Xianxian's figure also slowly dissipated.

"Huh?" The figure who jumped out let out a cry of surprise, and quickly recalled Feijian to look around, looking for the Murong Xianxian who should have been shot.

"Are you looking for me?" A soft voice sounded behind him... the voice seemed to be right next to his ear, and the monk could almost feel the sound of breathing.

"You...don't act recklessly?" He was extremely nervous, and just about to attack with his flying sword, a cold little hand had already pinched the back of his neck.

"I won't mess around, but you have to answer my question honestly." The voice said.

"What... what?" The monk was sweating profusely, and even the light of the flying sword became dim.

"You were going to kill me just now?"

"No... misunderstanding! Really, really misunderstanding!" The monk was already sweating profusely.

"The answer is wrong, so you will be punished!"

That voice was still soft, but the cultivator felt a bone-chilling chill, "You, you can't, I'm from the Xuantian Union, uh~"

With a soft 'click', the cultivator's head drooped, his neck bone was broken, and at the same time, the center of his eyebrows collapsed, and even the Nascent Soul in Zifu was killed.

This was just a cultivator at the infant stage, Murong Xianxian picked up his flying sword and a storage bag at his waist and put them away, and casually popped a flame on the corpse.

Call ~

The flames were blazing, and the corpse was burned to ashes in a moment.

She knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at the entrance of the market town at this moment, but she didn't care... Qin Tianyi told her this.In the chaotic city, there is no most ruthless, only more ruthless. Any kindness here is self-defeating. Just based on the behavior of that kid just now, I don’t know how many people have been plotted by him. No matter how you kill him, it’s not too much .

The flames were automatically extinguished, and there was still a faint smell of burning in the air.When Murong Xianxian walked into the market town, the purpose of entering was the various stalls on both sides of the street, on which were displayed all kinds of strange goods.At this moment, on that street, many monks were wandering around.

"This beauty, did you just come to the chaotic city?"

She had just walked around two streets when three monks suddenly came to Murong Xianxian, and the leader of them was a cultivator who looked at Murong Xianxian wretchedly.

"Yes, I just came here today." Murong Xian said calmly.

"Rookie!"

The cultivator curled his lips in disdain, "Hand over your belongings, spirit stones, magic weapons or other things."

"But these are all mine." Murong Xianxian said in surprise.

"It's mine now!"

The cultivator of refining spirits smiled evilly, "Not only everything on you is mine, but you are also mine. If you serve me comfortably, I will keep you here with wind and rain!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to rest on Murong's slender chin.

If you think the website is good, please share more on this site. Thank you readers for your support.

,!