The other few are probably not interested in Qingli Ambergris.

Chen Ping thought so and glanced slightly.

Sure enough, Ji Yuanshe, Gu Sixian, and Liang Yingzhuo were staring at something else, their pupils a little hot.

"This is the portable formation that I personally crafted, Thunder Wings and Wind Hooves."

Then, Concubine Shu Mu pointed at the bundled formation flags and explained briefly:

"Although this formation is at level 4, its power is actually close to level 5. After being refined by the Golden Pill cultivator and activating the formation, it can increase the movement speed by at least 30%."

"Moreover, the Thunder Wings and Wind Hooves Formation contains its own mysteries. Even if you, my fellow Taoist, are not a monk with the thunder attribute, you can still control it with ease."

nice one!

After hearing what Concubine Shu Mu said, Chen Ping immediately turned his attention.

After winning this formation and practicing the fourth level of Dragon Eagle Steps, his life-saving ability will jump to several levels!

"Shu Zhenjun, may I ask what is in those three boxes?"

Gu Sixian asked respectfully.

What he is referring to is the three objects suspended in the middle.

They were three golden boxes, and they looked the same on the outside.

It is one foot and two feet long and half a foot wide. The lid is tightly closed, and there is a faint golden light shining in the box.

The spiritual consciousness released by the cultivators was repelled before it came within five feet of it.

"Of course it's also a treasure."

Concubine Shu Mu arched her eyebrows and said in a brisk tone:

"What it is specifically, fellow Taoists won't know until they choose it. Anyway, its value is almost the same as Ambergris Pill and Thunder Wings and Wind Hooves Formation."

Can you still play like this?

Chen Ping was slightly dissatisfied, but he really wanted it all!

Holding his fists, Ji Yuanshe asked tentatively: "Shu Zhenjun, do you think that as long as you have a fight with the bird corpse, you can choose one of the five items at will?"

He asked very rudely, but it was related to his own interests. Even Qian Wusheng, Chu Qingling and other golden elixirs who had given up earlier pricked their ears.

Because the treasures Concubine Shu Mu took out were too rare.

It is difficult to find traces of the cultivation community in the archipelago.

If you insist on one breath or half interest, you can choose the same, then it is worth taking the risk.

"The two people who have been around for the longest time can each choose two things."

Later, Concubine Shu Mu's reply completely shattered the minds of all the cultivators.

Ji Yuanshe's expression dimmed and he shook his head.

Liang Yingzhuo, Gu Sixian, and Chen Ping were the three mountains lying in front of him.

The candidates to divide the treasure will most likely be chosen from among these three.

"What if the bird corpse is killed?"

Suddenly, someone said abruptly.

Hearing this, everyone immediately looked weird and mocking.

The zombie tribe is extremely talented and is more difficult to deal with than the sea tribe at the same level.

Even Gu Sixian and Ji Yuanshe, who knew Chen Ping's strength, looked suspicious.

"The tone is not small."

Concubine Shu Mu's eyes flashed with stars, she stared at Chen Ping and said with a smile:

"Even when I was in the middle stage of the Golden Core, I didn't have much confidence in killing this bird corpse on my own. And in the contemporary Fancang Sea, there are probably not even five Golden Core monks who can do this."

"Naturally, it does not count the high-level life-saving trump cards given by the sect or elders."

"If Fellow Daoist Chen can really kill the sparrow corpse alone, what's the point of me making you a promise within my capabilities?"

After listening humbly, Chen Ping smiled awkwardly and said apologetically: "True Lord, don't take it to heart. It's just a junior who wants to talk quickly."

"You..."

Shen Wanwan couldn't help but smile and glanced at her husband angrily.

"Okay, who will be the first to enter the formation?"

After looking around, Concubine Shu Mu said calmly.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Chen Ping, Gu Sixian, Ji Wushe, and Liang Yingzhuo stood with their heads bowed, with no intention of volunteering.

The current way of fighting makes it clear who will suffer first.

Let the people in front weaken the bird corpse a little, and the chance of winning will undoubtedly be better.

"Since none of you Taoists want to be in the limelight..."

Concubine Shu Mu was about to continue speaking when she saw a crystal jade sword about ten feet long flying out and reaching mid-air.

The top-grade psychic Taoist weapon, the Qiankun Victory Evil Sword, is Liang Yingzhuo’s natal magic weapon!

"Shu Zhenjun, I would like to be the first to enter."

The old man was floating on his sword, his eyes were clear, and he cupped his hands downwards.

"Zhishan Zhenren is a man of great righteousness, and Ji is ashamed of himself."

Ji Yuanshe's heart moved and he murmured in admiration.

"It's better to study more."

With a slight hum, Chen Ping thought silently.

Liang Yingzhuo revised the Sword of Qi, he was broad-minded and never disdained to play dirty tricks.

But it doesn't affect the remaining three who despise each other.

"Young Taoist Liang has a true temperament."

Concubine Shu Mu expressed her appreciation and said without hesitation: "No matter where my fellow Taoists are ranked, you can choose an additional treasure later."

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Ping and others immediately felt regretful and uncomfortable.

But Liang Yingzhuo took the lead by mistake, and they could only praise Shu Zhenjun for his generosity.

"Thank you, Zhenjun."

Liang Yingzhuo's face turned slightly happy, and he returned the gift without being arrogant or impetuous.

"The Corpse Clan is an acquired race, and their soul structure is completely different from ours. Therefore, secret arts such as Soul Technique, Illusion Technique, and Heart Sealing Technique are generally ineffective against them."

After clarifying a few words, Concubine Shu Mu made a few hand gestures.

A wisp of flocculent mana immediately floated towards the eight dragon pillars in mid-air.

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"Buzz!"

After the space in that area shook slightly, a vortex half a foot wide appeared in a corner.

Seeing this, Liang Yingzhuo held the Victory Evil Sword in his hand, raised his legs and walked towards the vortex, and his body disappeared into nothing in the purple light.

At the same time, a purple energy that covered the sky and sun spread, covering the formation tightly.

Not to mention the picture, there is no sound at all.

Concubine Shu Mu's plan was obvious and she was not prepared to let the second person watch the battle.

The tens of thousands of monks in Lanyue Mountain could not hide their disappointment.

Originally, the contest between the golden elixir sword cultivator and the rare race was an exciting event.

However, the three people who have decided to fight agree with Shu Zhenjun's approach.

After all, everyone has a few trump cards hidden in their hands that outsiders don’t know about.

"What's so good about getting beaten?"

Concubine Shu Mu muttered, rolled up her skirt and sat down.

Her consciousness is always connected to the formation, and she knows the fighting methods of one person and one corpse.

"You guys also sit down."

Waving her hand, Concubine Shu Mu signaled to several Jindan monks.

"yes!"

Everyone bowed their heads and sat in a circle around the jade table.
To be continued...