Chapter 452 Gossip

"I'm going! Where did I come from?" Wang Jingzhu felt incredible, waved the ice cone gun and rushed towards Xianmei.

Fortunately, these dozen fairy charms are not the kind of extra-large bosses they encounter at the tomb, but just ordinary little fairy charms.

It's not difficult to kill.

Yuan Rong waved his sword to occupy the game while complaining: "Didn't you leave a mark for you? What are you running around? You are attracting so many!"

Xue Fanyi said: "You have to ask what Fu Sheng is going on! God knows what he did, and Xian Mei came from afar when she smelled his smell."

Wang Jingzhu: "Tang Monk's flesh?"

Unfortunately, no one else understands her meme.

Mingkong explained: "It should be the bead on Senior Brother Fu Sheng's body. That bead is particularly attractive to the fairy charm."

Wang Jingzhu understood that Haotianzhu was boundlessly charming. However, it was the secret of life, so Wang Jingzhu would not tell it.

Fu Sheng wiped his cold sweat and smiled embarrassedly.

Xue Fanyi said, "Fusheng, you should take care of your beads. That is, we are just a few of us. If other casual cultivators see such a scene, they may be the first to find ways to kill people and seize treasures."

Fu Sheng nodded like pounding garlic. "I will find a way to hide the breath of the Haotian Pearl as soon as possible." As long as he completely controls the Haotian Pearl, the breath of the Haotian Pearl will be completely hidden. He has found a way, which is the Xianmei Sect, who integrates his divine thoughts into the Haotian Pearl.

"It's almost a little bit." Fu Sheng added. "Give me half a day."

"Then you go and do it quickly. Let's kill these immortal charms." Wang Jingzhu said. "We can't have a monster attraction around us!"

Fu Sheng also knew that the situation was serious, so he quickly found a safe corner, sat cross-legged, integrated into the Haotian Pearl with his divine thoughts, and began to sacrifice and refine.

With the cooperation of Wang Jingzhu and the other four, more than a dozen immortal charms were quickly eliminated.

Yuan Rong took out a pair of array plates, set up a formation, and temporarily closed the entrance of the tomb passage to prevent more immortal charms from rushing in.

Mingkong, however, reacted exactly the same as Yuan Rong's previous one. He walked up with his sword, wanted to touch the starry sky, and finally flew back with regret.

"Just only has one coffin?" Xue Fanyi only glanced at the starry sky and knew that it was a beauty that he could not reach. Looking around, he confirmed that there were no burial objects except a coffin, and he was very disappointed.

Mingkong floated in the air, looked down at the coffin below, and shouted, "Come and see, what is written on it?"

Of course everyone is going to see it. After all, it seems that this coffin is their final spoil.

In addition to Fusheng, Fusheng is also concentrating on sacrificing his Haotian Pearl. He is also worried that it will be troublesome if he attracts a super big fairy charm.

The words on the lid of the coffin are not common words in Haojie, nor are they any words that Wang Jingzhu is familiar with.

Xue Fanyi looked at it for a while and said, "This is the ancient clan's text." Seeing everyone's face was confused, he explained, "The royal family of Xuanyue Empire is the descendant of the ancient clan."

Wang Jingzhu, Yuan Rong, Mingkong suddenly realized.

"Senior Brother Xue, tell me quickly, what are you writing?" Wang Jingzhu asked.

"I only know a little bit of fur. Perhaps it is said that the ancient clan Daluo Jinxian, named Mixue, was buried in this coffin; she..." Some ancient clans did not recognize Xue Fanyi, so they could only translate Meng Gui. "It is said that she was killed by the evil god here; to suppress the evil god, she buried her here. She also warned us that this coffin is one of the array eyes that suppress the evil god and is indestructible."

Yuan Rong was very disappointed. "So, we have been working hard for a long time?"

Wang Jingzhu was very confused. "Buy the sky? What does it mean?"

Xue Fanyi said: "It's literal. There are rumors that after Haotian disappeared, the three thousand worlds of Haotian would collapse."

Yuan Rong said with certainty: "The fact is that many small worlds of Haotian have completely collapsed. The reason why our Zhaoyang Continent can still be maintained is that the Liyang Realm has flourished since ancient times and many gods have been born one after another. These gods cannot bear to go to the end of their hometown. Every ten thousand years, the Liyang Realm can barely maintain its former prosperity."

The Fengzhu Pavilion has a ritual that can communicate with the heavens and master many news from the upper and other worlds.

No one doubted the authenticity of Yuan Rong's words.

Xue Fanyi, Mingkong looked up at the starry sky, and was sincerely grateful. "Thank you all the gods to show mercy!"

Wang Jingzhu said: "I was sent to a small world called Jiyue Continent to purchase some materials. The spiritual energy in that world is almost thin enough, and many cultivators' cultivation is stuck in the Golden Pill stage and cannot go further. Could it be that something happened to that world?"

Yuan Rong: "Jiyue Continent? Jing Xiao, are you talking about the small world under the Wuyue Realm? The gods of Wuyue Realm failed to repair the sky, and they chose to transfer. A few days ago, I saw the descendants of the Mu family of the Yongye Empire on Tongtianyi and posted a post to celebrate that they finally escaped from Wuyue Realm."

Wang Jingzhu was surprised. "Escape? Will the entire Wu Yuejie be transferred?" She was a little worried about her acquisition of the big business in Jiyue Continent.

"The whole world is transferred?" Yuan Rong laughed, "How is that possible! Even the descendants of the gods, only those with outstanding talents can be taken to his world."

"What should anyone else do?" Mingkong showed a look of pity.

"Of course, it's self-destructive. Don't worry, even if the Wu Yuejie collapses, it will not explode. It will first dry up the spiritual energy and cut off the path of immortals and gods; then slowly fall silent and fall into the eternal night; and finally it will collapse bit by bit. After the path of immortals and gods is cut off, many people will have only a hundred years of life. After a one or two hundred years of eternal night, people will die almost. When the world finally collapses, there will be no living creatures."

Yuan Rong wanted to comfort Mingkong, but after saying this, his own heart also became sank.

Wang Jingzhu suddenly thought of something. "Actually, it's okay. When I went to Jiyue Continent, there were no other abnormalities except for the few monks there. When the gods took away their descendants, they did not plunder resources."

Yuan Rong smiled. "Jing Xiao, what you call resources is only the resources used by us young monks in cultivation? The gods and their descendants naturally look down on these garbage. Besides, if they even get rid of these garbage, Wu Yuejie will not be able to hold on for a day. They can say that they are not capable of making up for the future, but they will never dare to plunder and accelerate the decline of Wu Yuejie. Your Majesty Lietian can allow them to be incompetent, and it will definitely not allow them to be cruel and unkind."

"Besides, there is no spiritual energy for cultivation, so how many monks are there? There are not many monks anymore, how many resources can they consume? When the Wu Yue Realm is completely destroyed, ordinary things cannot withstand the baptism of nothingness and disappear, and what remains are the real good things. Instead of plundering those poor people now at the risk of violating the divine punishment of heaven, it is better to wait a few hundred years before picking up the bargain."

Wang Jingzhu's mood suddenly improved, which means that she could continue to collect resources from Luo Jiyue's continent with confidence and boldness, without worrying that a god would jump out to intercept the Hu. After a moment, Wang Jingzhu blamed herself again. How could she be happy because she gave away other people's disaster money? It's too irresistible... Uh, I just couldn't help but be happy, what should I do?
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