low-key is king

Chapter 465 The wealth of monks in the seven realms

"Eight-Rank Magic Robe!"

The robe that Nie Ran was wearing had already reached the level of the eighth rank. As a monk, he was not physically strong, and the magic robe was his most powerful defense.

Nie Ran, who sacrificed the eighth-rank robe, couldn't help but relax slightly, but when he sensed that the tail of the white snake had touched the robe, his expression changed drastically.

boom!
I saw a flash of inspiration on the eighth-rank magic robe, which indeed removed half of the power of the old white dragon tail, but the remaining half of the power caused Nie Ran an instant tragedy.

After the defense of the magic robe was breached, Lao Bai's tail sweep burst out, directly sending Nie Ran flying upside down, spurting blood wildly in the air.

"Eight Realm! It must be the Great Monster of Eight Realm!"

Seeing this scene, Guan Zhongbao's eyelids twitched as he retreated into the distance, and the last hope in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he no longer took chances.

Originally, Guan Zhongbao still had some expectations that the big white snake would only reach the seventh realm, and Tang Zhe was injured by it just by surprise.

But at this moment, the magic robes of the eighth rank can only remove half of the power of the snake tail's attack, which can already explain some problems.

Facing the demon clan who had reached the seventh level, Guan Zhongbao thought he still had some chances, but when a monster from the eighth level appeared in front of him, he didn't even have the courage to fight against it!

"Brother Nie Ran, this monster is too strong and invincible, retreat quickly!"

After making a decisive decision, Guan Zhongbao no longer had the slightest intention of fighting.

When he said this, he didn't choose to help Nie Ran escape at all, he turned around and rushed towards the southern sky.

As for Nie Ran and Tang Zhe, it depends on their own fortune.

The so-called dead friends don't die poor, these two guys are just here for profit, and they deserve it if they die.

"Nie's Blood Escape!"

Seeing that Guan Zhongbao didn't care about him at all, Nie Ran couldn't help but cursed angrily, and then he spat out another mouthful of blood, this time he wasn't bombarded by Lao Bai.

This is obviously a secret method of escaping from the Nie family. When Nie Ran used it, his entire body seemed to turn into a blood thread, disappearing into the western sky in a blink of an eye.

"Fortunately, these two guys are scared out of their wits!"

Seeing Guan Zhongbao and Nie Ran running for their lives in two directions, Lu Xun was greatly relieved, because he could already feel the weakness coming from Lao Bai.

The two shots in a row undoubtedly emptied the strength that Lao Bai had finally accumulated, and even emptied the power of Lilong Princess Long Zhijun over there.

Lu Xun knew clearly that Lao Bai could no longer make another move. If Guan Zhongbao was more courageous, he would have to rely on the big demon again, and he would fall into extreme weakness again.

It's just that Lu Xun thought about it, if a guy like Guan Zhongbao dared to stay and fight under such circumstances, he wouldn't live to this day, and he might have died in Baining Temple.

No one is willing to risk their lives, whether it is in Baining Temple or today's Youlong Capital, Guan Zhongbao doesn't know about Da Yao and Lao Bai, and in fact they can only take a short shot.

In the twinkling of an eye, Tang Zhe, who was a master of the Seventh Realm, and Nie Ran, who was a minor success in the Seventh Realm, one of them didn't know his life or death, and the other was seriously injured. How could Guan Zhongbao have the guts to stay and fight?

On this point, since Lu Xun called out the name "Lao Bai" just now, Guan Zhongbao has actually felt uneasy. Facts have proved that his caution is still justified.

Lao Bai could only take a short shot, and the target he chose was naturally the closest to Lu Xun.

In other words, whoever strikes first will die first.

Tang Zhe undoubtedly saved Guan Zhongbao, but when Lao Bai attacked Nie Ran, his strength was not as strong as the first blow.

Coupled with the defensive power of the eighth-rank robe, this seven-level cultivator from Yufeng in Luoyou Valley escaped unharmed.

call……

The white one-horned snake above the sky landed at an extremely fast speed and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

From such a long distance, no one could clearly see that the big white snake turned into a bracelet and wrapped around Lu Xun's left wrist.

"Lu Xun, after this battle, I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up within a month, you... so you know yourself!"

Lao Bai, who returned to Lu Xun's wrist, just left such a sentence, but he was silent again, making Lu Xun slightly nod, a little helpless, and a little excited at the same time.

And such a dramatic and short scene, the impact on the people of Youlong Kingdom is naturally incomparable.

Originally thought that Lu Xun was besieged by Luo Youshan's three major seven-level powerhouses, and it was almost impossible to survive, but he didn't expect that in the end, Luo Youshan was killed, injured and escaped.

This was completely beyond the expectations of Long Bi and the others.

When a young man with only five realms of cultivation did such a heaven-defying thing, one could imagine how violent their emotions would be.

"Juner, how are you?"

Although Long Bi was a little amazed at the shocking reversal over there, but when he turned his head and saw his daughter's extremely weak eyes, he couldn't help asking. This was actually a great doubt in his heart.

It is obvious that the battlefield of the great war is a few miles away, so why does Long Zhijun, who is far away here, suddenly change, it seems to be hit by a force without warning.

"Father, I... I seem to be better!"

But at this time, Long Zhijun didn't seem to be as uncomfortable as before. There was even a blush on his cheeks under the black veil, and he didn't know why.

Whoosh!
A sound of breaking wind came, which attracted everyone's attention to that side again.

I saw a figure rushing out, it was the old man beside Lu Xun, looking at the direction he was running, everyone couldn't help but think.

"Really dead? That's a Dacheng monk of the Seven Realms of Luoyou Mountain!"

When You Long Guoshi Yaoli saw a lifeless figure appearing with Du Baimei twisted in his hands, he couldn't help but take a breath.

The level of the seven realms is a realm that he has dreamed of but has not been able to break through.

But now, the Dacheng monk of Luoyou Mountain's seventh realm was like a dead dog in Du Baimei's hands. He was twisted back to Lu Xun's side by him, and then fell to the ground.

"Master, he is dead!"

Du Baimei seemed extremely excited, and was a little incoherent. After the words came out, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words: "This guy named Tang Zhe is dead!"

At this time, Lu Xun naturally didn't care about Du Baimei's slight slip of the tongue. He saw a smile on his face, then bent down, and directly peeled off the mustard seed bracelet of this Luoyou Mountain seven-level monk.

"Young Master, you've made a fortune now!"

A look of envy flashed across Du Bai's brows and eyes. This is a great cultivator of the Seven Realms, and he is a great cultivator of the Seven Realms in Luoyou Mountain. He must be rich, right?

"What kind of money do you make? This guy doesn't even have a Sumeru ring. He doesn't pay much attention to him in Luoyou Mountain. He must have nothing good!"

Lu Xun curled his lips, and when he finished speaking, his breath had penetrated into Tang Zhe's mustard seed bracelet, and a look of disappointment really appeared on his face.

"Except for some jade beads, they are all junk!"

Lu Xun's face was a bit ugly, but he also knew what caused it. After all, it would take unimaginable resources to cultivate to the level of the Seven Realms.

Even in a fairy gate on a mountain like Luoyou Mountain, there is still competition for cultivation resources.

It seems that all the resources Tang Zhe harvested over the years have been exhausted, and there are not many left.

At first, he thought that he could make a fortune, but now it seems that these seven-level monks of the fairy gate on the mountain may not be as rich as Du Baimei, a sixth-level martial artist.

Of course, this is talking about surplus money. After all, the cultivation resources required by the Seventh Realm and the Sixth Realm are different.

Or it could be said that Tang Zhe had just broken through, and all his savings were spent on breaking through to the Seventh Realm.

"This eighth-rank magic robe is not bad, I'm afraid it's the most valuable thing on this guy!"

And when Lu Xun moved his eyes from the mustard bracelet to Tang Zhe's body, a smile finally appeared on his face again.

Even now, he doesn't have an eighth-rank magic robe on his body.

Presumably it was because Lao Bai's attack was too sudden and too fast earlier, Tang Zhe didn't have the slightest sense of defense at all, and even with this eighth-rank robe, he didn't suffer the slightest damage.

The value of an eighth-rank robe in these small peripheral countries is unimaginable.

Even Long Bi, the Lord of Youlong Kingdom over there, probably has never seen an eighth-rank magic robe in his life.

"That...His Royal Highness, come here!"

Lu Xun stripped off the eighth-rank magic robe from Tang Zhe's body, and then made a move towards the somewhat sluggish You Longguo in the distance, and finally brought Longbi and the others back to their senses.

But at this time, Longbi, including the national teacher Yaoli who was a little rude before, had a completely different attitude, and even felt a little frightened while walking.

If it was said that before Lu Xun was talented and he was a preparatory student of Daxuan Glyph Teacher Academy, Long Bi and the others valued him a lot, but now Lu Xun already has an invisible majesty.

Among other things, if the big white snake that kills the monks of the eight realms is like killing a chicken, if it is sacrificed by Lu Xun again, it will sweep the entire Youlong Empire.

Long Bi and the others don't know that Lao Bai is no longer able to fight again, and there is no second power from Long Zhijun to borrow. All this can only be repeated after he and Long Zhijun recover again.

"Young Master Lu, what are your orders? As long as I, Youlong Empire, can do it, I will do my best!"

Lord You Long approached with a very low posture, and these words can be regarded as expressing his heart.

Even if this might offend Luo Youshan, the boy in black in front of him is undoubtedly even more terrifying!
After all, the three powerful men of Luoyou Mountain who came here in a threatening manner before, now one is dead, one is injured and the other is fleeing, so they cannot threaten Youlong Empire in a short time.

It is better to serve the uncle in front of him first.

(End of this chapter)