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Chapter three hundred and ninety-ninth return to a burial

The sound of bones shattering and the sound of blood and blood being shattered reached the ears of several people. The eardrums of several people felt ache and they had goose bumps all over their bodies.

The few people looked unnatural, but they didn't think it was inappropriate.

The way the monsters evolve is different from theirs. They usually devour their opponents and then take away the power of luck.

After all, monsters are similar to ferocious beasts, and they have great commonalities in both body shape and habits.

Now the two monsters show their cruel side, but what is the difference between this and the few of them?

The famous wooden general took away the life of the man, and then poured the excess energy into Shi Lan and the little monk's body. As for the man's soul, that is, the soul, it was refined by the little monk's bowl, and died completely at this time. As for the divine natures in his body, they were naturally taken away, but they were just done by the paper.

There is no difference between us. But when the Xuanhuang Ants' huge body twisted over and there was a person's body in her mouth, she always felt something was wrong.

"Accept it slowly."

The Demon Vine Dao, he absorbed the Taoist rules in the human head and body, and halos radiated from his body.

The few people got together again and briefly explained the specific results.

Zhu Jiuyin threw out two weapons, one of which was a black clay pot, which looked extremely ordinary, but the magic vine picked it up and said, "The divine treasure in the dispersal realm?"

Zhu Jiuyin nodded and said, "Take it, you lack a handy weapon, so it is easy to protect yourself."

The demon vine nodded without refusing, saying, "This is a treasure of the barbarian monks. It's rare. Unfortunately, the material is average, but it can be activated."

At this time, he had a strange power in his body. This was the power left in the body by the Taoist fruit before. There was no problem urging this divine treasure.

At this time, Shi Lan picked up another magic treasure, which was a stone dagger.

"This sword is best for assassination and can hide your body."

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said, there was a blood hole on his shoulder, and he was recovering at this time. I think this sword caused a considerable damage to him.

Shi Lan smiled, and was not polite, so she directly refined and imprinted her own thoughts on it.

"That's all, I swallowed everything else, and there was nothing good."

Zhu Jiuyin was a little apologized, and he didn't expect that the two people in the distraction realm were actually poor people.

However, at this time, two storage bags were thrown out again. Mu Ming checked it and found that there were crystals inside. Mu Ming shook his head and threw the storage bag to the little monk.

The little monk was not polite and took it away directly, laughing non-stop.

Mu Ming also took out the storage bags of several cultivators in the God Transformation Realm. The storage bags of the Magic Vine and Xuanhuang Ant Realm were thrown over, but after checking, Mu Ming was disappointed. There were no other good things in it except for some crystals and some common herbs.

"It's probably a casual cultivator."

The little monk said that only the sects and tribes have abundant resources, and these people are a bit of a surprise.

Mu Ming remembered something and asked, "Why is this? Why are these treasures always sprayed out here, and what are those light balls?"

Mu Ming looked at some ground in the distance and suddenly squirmed, and then a ball of light flew out, attracting several people to chase.

"Oh...that is the principle of returning to the state of unity."

Mu Ming was stunned and suddenly thought of the monk who had a lotus in Duanxiang City. The lotus and fragrance that appeared around him caused some people to directly break through the realm, which was really strange.

So he couldn't help asking, "Is it the monks who are buried here in the realm of Return?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin nodded slowly and said solemnly: "Yes, and more than one. If you guessed correctly, none of these people will die. There is vitality in their bodies and a breath still exists. They spit out these things, probably to break the seal here!"

Several people surrounded him and wanted to know the situation here. Zhu Jiuyin continued: "It was probably Zang Mou's work, but at this time these people realized that the crisis was coming and wanted to break the seal."

"It's so scheming, I'm afraid Zang Mou would have expected it long ago." said the Demon Vine.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said, "This matter is hard to say. Perhaps Zang Mou intended to do so. These people need to disturb the secrets of heaven here, otherwise it will be difficult for Zang Mou to escape."

"Will you really be plotted?" Mu Ming was a little worried. For some reason, perhaps because he received the favor of Zang Mou.

"It is very likely that those guys may have calculated that these causes and effects will not be cut off, and they must stop Zang Mou."

The one who spoke was Demon Vine, and his face was also worried.

"There is no need to worry too much. Zang Mou has fought with those people for endless years. He should know how to avoid it."

Zhu Jiuyin comforted him, as if he was persuasion, and the few of them nodded silently.

The battle continues, without a clear position. This seems to be a place to seize treasures. Sometimes, I will see some monks from major clans jointly resisting high-level monks, and I will also see my fellow disciples competing for each other.

Those light balls emit strange power, causing the soul tremor in the body of the high-level monks to tremble, which was extremely tempting to them. This is also the most intense thing that the high-level monks grab.

The so-called high-level monks are monks who disperse the spirit and the gods. As for the return to the realm, there is no one.

However, it can be understood that the realm of reincarnation should not have much thoughts about these things, and only monks below the realm of reincarnation will desire them.

Several people took the initiative this time, and Zhu Jiuyin locked a ball of golden light and chased him, and there were four divine realms ahead of him.

Zhu Jiuyin spit out a small clock from his mouth, and the small clock emitted strange power and scattered waves, eroding towards the people in front of him.

“Bold!”

A man ahead was furious, his figure was hindered, and he was furious at this time.

Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly, Xiao Zhong magnified violently, the man's face changed, but he felt a sound wave coming from his ears, causing a roar in his ears, and then a stream of qi and blood flew out of his body.

"Curse! You are a member of the Witch Clan, damn it!"

The man felt the qi and blood tumbling in his body, completely uncontrollable. At this time, Zhu Jiuyin had already flew past his head.

The man hesitated for a moment and left directly without taking a lucky mentality.

At this time, the light ball was taken into the body by one person.

However, Zhu Jiuyin didn't plan to let go. All he had to do was swallow this person and then directly refine the light ball.

At this time, the Demon Vine and the others also started fighting with several people. A black cauldron was floating, and a rich qi and blood were emitting from it, but there was a ball of essence and blood in it, which seemed extremely extraordinary.

And the cauldron was fixed and was constantly pulled at this time.

There were a few people from the Witch Clan, a few people from the Wood Clan, and a barbarian monk. The three parties formed a delicate balance, and the cauldron was never taken away.

At this time, the magic vine let out a long roar, and the force radiated from its body to activate the black clay pot to suppress it.

A strange force radiated from the clay pot, forming a strong suction force, trying to pull the cauldron.

"Dare you, dare!"

An old man said angrily, "It was a witch monk. He was old and his cultivation was at the peak of the God Transformation Realm. Black dark clouds radiated around him, which were transformed by the poisonous insects. At this time, he couldn't help but be furious when he saw the actions of the Demon Vine.

"You dare to be arrogant even if you are a little Yuanling Realm!"

Some of the people of the Wood Clan sneered.

The demon vine responded: "Kill you enough." Then he suppressed the old man directly, the old man was the biggest threat.

But Mu Ming felt his blood tremble slightly, and it turned out that a Wood Clan monk was coming soon.

"Haha, okay, since everyone wants to seize it, let's divide it first." A barbarian monk laughed a few times and stopped the wooden monk. Mu Ming was slightly stunned. I wonder why this monk was like this.

It turned out that the barbarian monk also saw the difficulty of the wooden monks.

At this time, Mu Ming's group came, and Mu Ming's cultivation fluctuations were the weakest. If he was killed by the Wood Clan, the Wood Clan's arrogance would be even better. If he defeated the Wood Clan at this time, he might be able to threaten the Wood Clan's people.

Seeing this, Mu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to it, but walked towards a witch monk.

The battle is about to reach.
Chapter completed!
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