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Chapter 512 The Sixth Sequence!One Hundred Thousand Mountains (Subscription required)
Half of the treasures in the elixir storehouse of Guangming Academy, how many elixir does that have?
In terms of value, it is simply inestimable, and it can make Butian Guild suddenly rich.

Wang Qiong didn't expect that Mr. Donkey would be so ruthless, he directly touched the foundation of others, you can take less, if you just take half of it, how can Wang Xuanzang let it go?
"Boy, this stuff doesn't spit out, so I'll use it to boil donkey skin donkey-hide gelatin." Wang Xuanzhang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a grim expression.

"With so many spirits on it, the boiled donkey-hide gelatin will definitely be a great tonic!"

"This..." Wang Qiong curled his lips, feeling a little guilty.

He really wanted to take Mr. Donkey to escape. With so many elixir, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't tempted.

But obviously, it was impossible for Wang Xuanzhang to let them go.

That's half of the elixir collection in Guangming Academy!
"Boy, if you don't say anything, I'll attack directly." Wang Xuanzang sneered.

hum...

At this moment, the crystal container suddenly exploded, and the light red liquid flowed wantonly.

Master Donkey turned into a white light and was about to rush out of here.

"Want to leave!?" Wang Xuanzang staggered his five fingers, grabbed lightly, and the void fell like a big net, covering the donkey.

"Hey, this is not the Holy Fire Tomb!" Wang Xuanzang sneered.

In his eyes, Lord Donkey's real strength is only slightly stronger than that of the Ninth Level of Buyuan Realm, barely reaching the threshold of a ruler.

In terms of strength alone, not to mention facing the Spiritual Stove Realm, ordinary rulers can take it down.

"Why don't you pretend to be dead?" Wang Xuanzang said in a deep voice.

"Guangming Academy is really stingy, did you eat some grass from you soon?" Lord Donkey said with a look of disdain.

"That's half of the inventory!" Wang Xuangang said in a deep voice.

"Come on, do you think I don't know? Good things are hidden in the inner warehouse, and all the leftovers and leaves are placed outside!" The donkey master said contemptuously: "Hypocrisy! Not sincere at all!"

"..."

"Are you still reasonable? Who stole whose?" Wang Xuanzang stared wide-eyed.

This donkey almost made him lose his temper!Steal something and still be so confident!
"What is stealing? It is called stealing if it is taken away without knowing it. Don't you know it now?" Master Donkey said proudly.

"..."

"you……"

"It seems to make sense." Wang Qiong nodded.

"Furthermore, this can only be counted as the deposit for our cooperation, and it's not enough for my uncle's teeth." Master Donkey said flatly.

"Cooperation? What cooperation?" Wang Xuanzang was stunned, the more he listened, the more confused he became.

Wang Qiong squinted his eyes, and he knew that the donkey uncle had another crooked idea.

"A true king, is it worth all this?" Lord Donkey asked with a smile.

At the end, he added another sentence: "The true king of the sixth sequence!"

After the words were finished, Wang Xuanzang's eyes sank, his originally agitated expression gradually subsided, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

"are you kidding?"

The true king sequence is divided into nine!The sixth sequence is equivalent to the existence of the spiritual stove.

Monster beasts are full of treasures, the nobler the blood, the rarer it is, and it is rare to be able to step into the rank of true king.

True kings of the sixth sequence have been rare since ancient times, and even a powerhouse of Wang Xuanzang's level will be tempted, which is of great benefit to him.

Even the sum of the elixir in the outer library is not enough.

It's just that the sixth sequence is hard to find in the world. The existence of the so-called hunting is simply a dream.

"Hey, your strength is good, but your eyesight is a bit weak." Master Donkey grinned, his copper bell-like eyeballs glowing faintly.

"Boy, take out that severed arm."

Wang Qiong was stunned, thinking of the severed arm left by the young man with six-armed supernatural power that day.

hum...

Wang Qiong took out the amputated arm from the fire ring.

The red flame is burning, the runes are flickering, and the broken arm is ups and downs, revealing ancient and mysterious.

"This is..." Wang Xuanzang frowned slightly, and shot violently.

In an instant, the scarlet flame rune shattered, the original human arm began to grow, scales appeared, and the bone deformed. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a beast arm, which was ferocious and terrifying, exuding a ferocious aura.

"Monster!?" Wang Qiong narrowed his eyes.

He didn't expect that the young man who followed Yi Shenxing turned out to be a monster, and had stepped into the rank of true king, able to transform into a human form.

"How courageous, as a monster, you dare to set foot on the fire volcano!" Wang Xuangang's face was cold, and there was a chill in his eyes.

Fire Mountain is the headquarters of the Guangming Academy, the place where human beings preach.

Throughout the ages, it has been the enemy of monsters and beasts, and the lineage of the real king dares to set foot here, which is simply provocative.

"It's just the ninth sequence, don't you see it?" Lord Donkey sneered.

The ninth sequence is equivalent to the realm of the ruler.

However, the ninth series of true kings, the rulers who can sweep away human beings, have no suspense at all, and are equivalent to kings.

Only a freak like Wang Qiong can subdue it.

But that day, the person who came did not reveal his real body, otherwise, his strength would at least have skyrocketed several times.

After all, the most powerful thing about monsters is their bodies.

"There are masters behind him." Wang Xuanzang gritted his teeth.

After all, he is a strong man in the spiritual furnace realm. Although the ninth sequence is rare, why can't he see through it?
The only possibility is that there is an even more terrifying existence behind that young man, who is no different from Wang Xuanzhang, or even worse.

That terrifying existence took all his painstaking efforts and methods, so no one can reveal the true identity of that young man.

"Sixth Sequence!" Wang Xuanzang's eyes filled with frightening light.

The master behind the young man is at least a sixth-sequence powerhouse.

The most important thing is that the lineage of monsters pays more attention to inheritance than humans. They use blood as a bond and live endlessly.

Since the young man can step into the rank of true king, there must be a more terrifying teacher behind him.

"How is it? Are you excited?" Master Donkey grinned.

"Do you want to hunt the true king of the sixth sequence?" Wang Xuanzang asked with a glance.

It's a lie to say you're not interested.

As a strong person in the spiritual furnace realm, there are not many treasures that can tempt him, but the true king of the sixth sequence is definitely one of them.

Bloodlines at this level are the most precious treasure house.

It is enough for Wang Xuanzang to comprehend more mysteries and peek into higher realms.

Not to mention that the true king of the sixth sequence is full of treasures, and he is better than high-level profound weapons in anything.

"Wait, are you going to hunt and kill experts at the spiritual furnace level? Or are you the true king of monsters?" Wang Qiong's eyes widened.

With his current realm and strength, hearing this kind of dialogue still feels like a fairy tale, unbelievable.

Under the same realm, the strength of monsters is already much higher than that of humans, let alone a real king?
This is like a seven or eight-year-old child hearing that someone is going to stab the current emperor with a knife.

It is too thrilling!

"Can you tell what kind of monster it is?" Lord Donkey looked at the ferocious animal arm in front of him, and licked the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xuangang raised his hand and stroked the thorn-like scales, his ferocious aura was as hot as a flame.

"Falling Jiao!"

"Fallen Jiao!?" Wang Qiong's heart skipped a beat.

There is a record about "Fallen Jiao" in "Eastern Mystery Record".

In the civilization of monsters and beasts, the true dragon is the supreme existence, and its bloodline descendants are numerous and mixed, and the Jiaolong is undoubtedly the one whose bloodline is closest to the real dragon.

Therefore, as early as in the age of mythology, the lineage of Jiaolong possessed this decisive power among monsters, which was equivalent to aristocrats.

This kind of monster is already at the legendary level even today.

As for the falling dragon, it is even rarer.

Rumor has it that flood dragons will suffer a catastrophe when they breed their offspring, and most of them cannot survive the catastrophe and fall in the catastrophe.

The corpses of those fallen dragons fell into the abyss of the earth. After a long period of time, they absorbed enough Yin Qi and were nourished by the moonlight. The inner dragon fetuses would mutate and emerge as another form of life.

This is the Falling Jiao.

They are monsters that have experienced life and death, conceived and born in the midst of great terror and catastrophe. Not only have they inherited the blood of the flood dragon, they are also proficient in the way of the sun, darkness, and death from birth.

In the civilization of monsters and beasts, they can all be regarded as the existence of the overlord level.

Wang Qiong did not expect that the mysterious young man had such a background.

He originally thought that the opponent's six-armed supernatural power was passed down by the great power of the human race, but now it seems that it is likely to be a talent hidden in the blood.

After all, the creature that was naturally raised back then came from the monster clan.

"If it's really a fallen dragon, it's not very easy to deal with." Wang Xuanzang's eyes darkened slightly.

The existence of the true king level is much stronger than the human masters of the same realm, let alone the masters of the falling dragon lineage?

"Which one is easy to deal with who can step into the real king?" Master Donkey said lightly.

In the civilization of monster beasts, the bloodline class is even more strict, unless they are born with true king clans, that is, those monster beast clans whose ancestors have had true kings.

Otherwise, ordinary monsters want to get involved in this realm, unless they get a great opportunity.

But once stepping in, the life form will truly transform, and the leap in its strength is unimaginable.

"Dare you?" Master Donkey seemed to look at Wang Xuanzang meaningfully.

He didn't believe that there would be someone who would not be tempted to face the sixth sequence true king.

It can be seen that Wang Xuanzhang is a strong spiritual furnace who walks in the dark side, and the temptation of the fallen dragon is greater than that of ordinary spiritual furnaces.

"You want to use this little Jiao as bait?" Wang Xuanzang asked.

"Hey, since he delivered it to the door by himself, how could he let it go?" the donkey master said, looking at Wang Qiong.

The latter understood and nodded: "I am also very interested in his six-armed supernatural power."

If the other party is really a monster, or a real king, then the black fire can suck the other party's energy and spirit, and maybe it can really awaken the six-armed supernatural power.

If this kind of power is blessed on him, it will definitely increase his combat power and show a different effect.

What's more, the brat followed the people from the Guangming Palace to clamor, and he was never going to die.

If you let him run once, can you let him run a second time?

The most important thing is that Wang Qiong is very interested in Lord Donkey's plan.

The true king of the sixth sequence!The existence of that kind of series, even if he can only drink a mouthful of soup, is enough for Wang Qiong to use for life. His blood may be able to break through from spiritual blood to real blood.

Once he succeeds and enters the Apocalypse Treasure House, his confidence will be even greater.

"If you don't receive a gift from God, you will be blamed... Hehe, I have accepted this great benefit." Wang Xuanzang said with a smile.

Although the risk of hunting the true king of the sixth sequence is huge, the reward is equally attractive.

"But relying on me alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat, so I have to find some helpers."

When Wang Qiong heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

The helper Wang Xuanzang mentioned must be an existence of the same level as him.

Spirit furnace realm powerhouse! ?

A group of spiritual furnace realm powerhouses hunted down the sixth sequence true king!

Thinking about it, Wang Qiong felt his blood boil and his heart beat faster. Before he knew it, he had been involved in an unprecedented hunt.

"Little brat, wait until you die!"

Wang Qiong's eyes fell on the jiao's arm suspended in mid-air, and he couldn't help showing a smile like killing a pig or a sheep.

……

One hundred thousand mountains!

Under the sky, a huge monster roared up to the sky.

Its head is like a white elephant, its fangs are red with blood, its forehead has eight pupils, and its tentacles protrude from under the scales, raging in all directions.

"This eight-eyed tentacle mosquito can't hold on for long!" A young man in animal skin shouted sharply.

He took a step forward and rushed to the front of the clansman. He opened his bow and set an arrow, and the starlight from the sky was summoned, gathered little by little, and condensed on the arrow.

With a sound of "嗖", the arrow wrapped in starlight pierced through the air, and it rushed like a thunder, directly piercing the waving tentacles one after another, piercing through the thick scales of the eight-eyed tentacle mosquito.

The smelly blood splashed all over the ground, the ground was corroded, and bursts of blue smoke rose.

"Let's go together!"

Seeing the young man's victory, everyone immediately raised their fighting spirit and started construction one after another, calling on the power of the stars.

It's just that the strength they gathered was not as good as that young man.

Whoosh...

In an instant, hundreds of arrows wrapped in the power of the stars shot at the roaring eight-eyed tentacle mosquito.

The tentacles were pierced and broken by the arrows one by one, and fell between the valleys, and the stinky blood was scattered.

The thick scales could no longer withstand such a stormy attack, and they were torn to pieces.

The Eight-eyed Tentacle Mosquito let out a final roar, and fell down slowly, its scarlet eyes gradually losing its brilliance.

In the pervasive smoke and dust, the huge body could no longer move, without the slightest fluctuation of life.

"Finally kill this bastard!" The leading young man let out a long breath, his eyes still glowing with fire.

Half a month ago, this eight-eyed tentacle mosquito wiped out three nearby tribes overnight, leaving more than 5000 people alive.

Among them were the young man's mother's family, his grandfather, and his grandmother who had returned to visit relatives, all of whom were murdered.

For this reason, he was furious and brought his masters to hunt and kill.

After paying a huge sacrifice, the beast was finally beheaded here.

Among the [-] mountains, such dramas are being staged almost every day.

Humans and monsters, hunters and prey, role-playing is always changing.

No one knows whether he will be the prey or the hunter tomorrow.

Obviously, young hunters are qualified to see the sun tomorrow, and they will return to the tribe with glory to comfort their relatives in the sky with the carcass of the eight-eyed tentacle mosquito.

"Divide up the corpse of this beast." The leading youth greeted.

In Shiwan Dashan, monsters are the most precious resources, and they are everything that the tribe needs to continue.

"Great harvest!"

The clansmen listened to the greeting, took out their tools one after another, and started to do it.

Such a large octopus mosquito can be eaten for a long time. As for the scales, it can be used to refine armor, bones, teeth can also be refined into weapons, and blood essence, hair, etc. are all very useful.

"Tsk tsk, stupid human!"

At this moment, a burst of icy sound sounded, and the wind howled, piercing like ice.

The leading youth suddenly changed color and looked up.

On the mountain col in the distance, a monster beast with human laughter descended slowly. He carried black wings, a human face and a beast body, and his limbs were like human beings, only more slender.

"What is this?" The eyes of the leading youth trembled.

He has never seen such a monster in Shiwan Dashan for so long.

puff...

At the moment when he was distracted, the blade-like claws pierced his chest, and the beating heart was held in the hands of that strange monster.

"Why...?" The leading young man mechanically lowered his head, looked at the hole in his chest, and murmured softly.

(End of this chapter)