"What are you looking at? I'm asking you, what is your relationship with that treasure house thief?"
The monk stared at the balding old man with bright eyes and shouted in a deep voice.
The balding old man looked around, then raised his index finger to make a silencing gesture: "Shh..."
The monk was stunned.
The balding old man came forward in a thief manner. The monk immediately became vigilant, kept a distance from the bald old man, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? Stop!"
The balding old man said: "Don't be nervous. I and the thief of the treasure house are inseparable! To be honest, I am proficient in calculations. Just now, I suddenly felt blessed in my heart and sensed that the thief of the treasure house is probably here.
Nearby, that’s why I looked around just now. Now, I have roughly located where the treasure house thief is hiding."
"What did you say? Do you know where the treasury thief is?"
When the monk heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, he stared at the bald old man in surprise, and asked: "Where is he?"
"Just in the southeast..."
The balding old man pretended to make calculations with his fingers and opened his mouth to speak. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pointed behind the monk: "Ah, there he is!"
"Damn treasure thief, I finally found you!"
The balding old man shouted and rushed in that direction.
The cultivator at the peak of the God Emperor looked back to the southeast, but the next moment he felt wind blowing from the back of his head.
He immediately secretly said, "Oh no, I've fallen into a trap!"
He was frightened and immediately looked back, only to see the wretched, balding old man holding a huge white bone mallet and smashing it down on his head.
The moment he turned back, the white bone club was already in front of him, reflected in his pupils.
"Boom!"
A dull voice sounded.
The man couldn't dodge, so
He was struck dizzy by this mallet, and his eyes were filled with little gold stars.
"Hey, I haven't fainted yet, my willpower is really strong, I'll do it again~!"
The bald old man let out a startled sound, and then took advantage of the opponent's dazed state to pick up the bone-white mallet and hit it with another hammer.
"Boom!"
This time, the monk at the peak of the God-Emperor realm finally couldn't hold it anymore. His head popped open, his consciousness sank into the endless abyss of darkness, and his whole body quickly fell towards the ground.
The bald old man turned into a ray of light. Before the opponent fell to the ground, he circled around the opponent and stripped him clean. He also took off all the magic weapons and even some of the jewelry he was wearing.
Come down.
As for what happened here, the other monks around were completely unaware of it, as if they had not seen it at all and were blinded.
"Oh, I'm so poor. I only have this little of all my belongings. All my hard work has been in vain."
The balding old man muttered, and then he dug a hole in the ground and buried the powerful man at the peak of the God Emperor in it.
"I just took a look around. This place has good Feng Shui. I hope you will be richer in your next life and meet your Lord Crane."
After saying Z and thanking him, the balding old man clapped his hands and flew swaggering towards the direction of the Shenzhou Immortal Dynasty.
This time, he fully activated his mental interference and traveled smoothly, as if he had become a transparent person. No one noticed his presence among the monks along the way.
Sometimes, when he met some monks, he accidentally touched a few storage magic weapons in his hand.
"You're really poor. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been so free-spirited. I should have
Slow down the frequency of stealing the treasure troves of major forces in China, for example, only steal thirty-two in a month."
The balding old man had a look of regret on his face, and suddenly felt that the treasure troves of all the top powers in China had been stolen all at once, and there was no longer any challenge or fun in life.
The treasures among the stored magic weapons of these monks encountered along the way were too shabby, and there was no sense of achievement in stealing them.
Boring.
"Hesheng is really as lonely as snow."
"But fortunately, there are outstanding people in China, and the pearls and goddesses of the major forces are all beautiful and graceful. Since these forces have no treasures to steal in the future, it seems good to resist a few saints and use the goddesses as maids...
…”
"What a pity, why is there no crane in this plane?"
"It really pisses me off!"
The balding old man muttered all the way, looking very depressed. In such a huge China, he couldn't find a single crane!
After thinking about it all the way, the balding old man finally arrived at the Immortal Dynasty.
After arriving at the Immortal Dynasty, his expression condensed and he did not dare to be careless again. He looked around with a sly look and carefully slipped into the Immortal Dynasty.
"This Immortal Dynasty is really not simple. The Immortal Dynasty's Immortal Master is so hidden that I almost got caught before."
"As well as those guys deep in the secret place at the core of the Immortal Dynasty, just wait until Uncle He rests for a few days, and then I will settle the score with you later."
The balding old man was full of anger, trying his best to hide his aura, and seemed to be a little afraid.
Not long after.
The balding old man came outside Changsheng Peak.
"What's going on? Why do you feel so resentful in this Everlasting Peak?"
The balding old man stopped outside the Changsheng Peak in surprise, and stared at the inside of the Changsheng Peak in surprise.
"Kill, kill, kill, I want
Cut that guy off and pick out his bones one by one, roar, roar..."
In the Everlasting Peak, Broken Sword could not suppress its excitement and shuttled back and forth in the void, constantly howling.
In the end, Wang Teng ordered the Jianshan Ancestor to suppress him and let him calm down.
But he still kept yelling at his throat, which made Wang Teng feel dizzy.
"Huh? I smelled that guy's breath! It's definitely that guy!"
"Ouch!"
"call out!"
suddenly.
The broken sword that was forcibly suppressed by Jianshan Ancestor suddenly shone brightly, breaking open the seal and suppression of Jianshan Ancestor. In an instant, it soared into the sky and shot towards the bald old man.
"Tsk!"
The blazing sword light was extremely powerful and slashed towards the balding old man.
"Holy shit, He Yan, Master Jian, I finally found you. Today, Master Jian, I have to kill you! Wow~!"
Broken Sword cursed loudly, his eyes glowed, and he fixed his gaze on the balding old man, and slashed down with the blazing sword light.
The balding old man was stunned when he saw the broken sword. When he saw the sword light sweeping towards him, he moved his steps slightly to the side. The sword light passed by him and slashed into the distance, killing a noble and gorgeous building from afar.
The chariots passing by were reduced to ashes.
The owner of the distant chariot was immediately furious. Looking in the direction in which the sword light was sweeping, he discovered that the sword light came from Changsheng Peak, but his anger suddenly died out.
Although Wang Teng has just returned to the Immortal Dynasty, many people in the Immortal Dynasty have learned something. Holy Son Tianshu, Holy Son Hanxiao, Holy Son Fusheng and many other saints actually surrendered to Wang Teng one after another and became
Followers of Wang Teng.
Among the Holy Sons of the Immortal Dynasty, almost no one can compete with him now. He has great hope of becoming the new generation of the Divine Son of the Immortal Dynasty, which has made many people in the Immortal Dynasty secretly have their thoughts.