"This is a spirit stone. Whoever you helps me bury him well? This spirit crystal belongs to him!"

Tang Xingyun looked sad and looked at Xiao Yi who was already angry.

A five-centimeter-sized white stone appeared in his hand, and he looked around and said slowly.

These junior practitioners in the cultivation hall saw the spirit stone in Tang Xingyun's hand, and their eyes were filled with golden light, and they all gathered in front of Tang Xingyun, shouting: "I, I, I, I will come, I will come, Senior Tang!"

These people rushed to Tang Xingyun and shouted frantically.

As for Xiao Yi's body, he was lying on the cold floor and was constantly trampled by those who rushed to Tang Xingyun and shouted wildly.

At this moment, no one paid attention to the corpse lying on the ground.

Tang Xingyun looked at the group of local buns around him, his mouth slightly raised, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.

This is the practitioner in the lower realm, just a spirit stone.

This will allow these guys to start a fight in such a way.

This scene was like a mad dog snatching food, making Tang Xingyun feel very comfortable.

He likes this feeling of being above and above.

Otherwise, he would not have volunteered to come to the lower realm to test these guys.

Although Xiao Yi died, he could see the excitement on these people's faces.

In the cultivation hall, whether it is a cultivator or Tang Xingyun surrounded by cultivators, in his eyes, each of these people has such ugly faces.

It's a pity that although he hates this world.

However, he could not do anything. Because he felt that he was imprisoned in his body and could not move at all.

Since he was stabbed to death by Tang Xingyun with a sword, he has been able to see the world again.

However, the world in my eyes has no trace of color, it is all black and white.

Perhaps, this is the world after death, with only endless darkness and long loneliness.

"Ranger, let's go, what are you guys doing?"

Originally in this messy hall, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

The person who was fighting for the spirit crystal in his hand around Tang Xingyun was instantly attracted by the sudden burst of shouts.

This person appeared beside Xiao Yi and instantly pushed away the cultivators who were stepping on Xiao Yi's body.

"You are just wanting the spirit stone in the hands of Senior Tang Xingshan. Do you think you are worthy?"

The rough and strong man looked around, although the people around him were very angry when they heard the strong man's words.

However, it seems that no one dares to accuse this strong man at this moment.

"A bunch of garbage, Senior Tang Xingyun said, whoever can help him bury this little brother well, will give him the spirit stone in his hand."

The strong man said here, pointing at Xiao Yi, who was covered with footprints on his body, and smiled disdainfully: "You guys, you guys, don't know how to respect the corpse of this little brother at all, just wanting spirit stones. Do you think you are worthy of the spirit stones of senior Tang Xingyun, who are of such a kind-hearted and compassionate heart?"

Tang Xingyun looked at the strong man standing next to Xiao Yi's body and scolded these people. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of light.

This guy is a bit interesting.

"Hold it!"

Tang Xingyun looked at the strong man standing next to Xiao Yi's corpse and threw the spirit stone in his hand directly to the strong man.

"Help me bury him well, and then come here to find me!"

The strong man standing beside Xiao Yi's body caught the spirit stone thrown by Tang Xingyun, looked at the envious gazes around him, and bowed slightly to Tang Xingyun: "I am Quanhui, thank you for the spirit stone you rewarded by me. I will definitely live up to what I hope for. I will definitely bury this little brother!"

"Very good, it's all broken!"

Tang Xingyun glanced at the crowd gathering around him, waved his hand, looked like an expert, and returned to the testing hall: "The testing continues to start!"

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"If it weren't for the sake of Lingshi and making friends with Senior Tang, would I care about you?"

Quanhui was carrying a black bag, which contained Xiao Yi's body.

The soul Xiao Yi, who was staying in the corpse, smiled coldly when he heard Quan Hui's words.

He knew that this world did not disappoint him.

How could a kind-hearted person suddenly appear?

Like that hypocrite Tang Xingyun, no wonder Tang Xingyun asked him to go back to find him after burying him.

"Bah, it's so bad luck."

Quanhui threw Xiao Yi, who was carrying him on his back, and then left the city directly on the ground.

After dragging it for more than ten miles, Xiao Yi was poured out of the black bag.

He kicked Xiao Yi's body into a deep pit full of corpses.

This is the mass grave outside the Tianqing Capital.

Here, there are usually places where strange disappearances or where poor people are buried.

Quanhui looked at Xiao Yi who was thrown into the mass grave by him and spitted again.

Then he took out the spirit stone in his arms and showed a smile on his face.

"A piece of spirit stone and a chance are not worth it!"

Quanhui looked at the spirit stone in his hand and laughed "haha".

"Yeah?"

At this moment, behind a big tree, an extremely cold sound came out.

"Who is it? You're sneaky, come out for me! Have you ever heard of my thunderbolt hand, Quanhui's name?"

Quanhui instantly put the spirit stone in his hand into his arms, looked at the big tree behind him, and said vigilantly.

"sneaking?"

A sound came from behind the big tree again, and a bald man with blood-colored demonic energy slowly stood up.

"Demon...Demon cultivator?"

Quanhui saw the big man with red demonic energy all over his body and scarlet eyes trembling, his legs kept trembling.

"Big...big...this adult, I will give you the spirit stone, please let me surround my life."

Quan Hui looked at the bald man who was slowly walking towards him and knelt down with a "thump".

His head hit the ground hard, and his forehead was broken.

The blood slowly flowed down his face, and he was still kowtowing there.

"You are very smart and didn't run away!"

The bald man walked to Quanhui's side and said softly.

His right hand slowly landed on Quanhui's shoulders, which were kneeling on the ground and trembling all over his body.

"Big...Sir, please spare your life!"

"Don't worry... you can't survive!"

The bald man was Wan Zhihui who took Xiao Yi to the cultivation hall for testing.

After Wan Zhihui said that, Quanhui, who was kneeling on the ground, opened his eyes wide.

The pupils are filled with fear and pain.

As you can't survive, Quan Hui, who was put on his palm on his shoulder, breathed less than two breaths and instantly turned into a mummy.

"What a pity, the divine body was missed like this with me."

Wan Zhihui stood in the mass grave, looking at Xiao Yi's body, his eyes full of disappointment.

And Quan Hui, who was kneeling on the ground and turned into a mummy, slowly fell down.
Chapter completed!