"Where is the Wind King's Orb? Why is the Wind King's Orb missing?"
"It's impossible to disappear! The guy was blown to pieces before, so he had no chance to collect the orb!"
"After losing the protection of the black wind, he must have been affected by the spell, fell to the top of the stage, and was buried in flesh and blood!"
"Brother, don't worry about so many things for now. The Wind King Pearl is definitely still there. Kill everyone else first, and then search carefully for the pearl!"
No one believed that the Wind King Orb would disappear.
Everyone, including the "audience" outside the venue, thought that the Wind King's Orb was just affected by the spell and fell to the ground on the top of the stage.
The ground on the top of the platform was covered with various debris:
The bone Taoist soldiers who were beaten up by the four guardian monsters of pigs, horses, cattle and sheep, the fragments of the stone warriors, the bone powder fragments of the three-headed skeleton shooter of "Qin Shubao", and all kinds of things that exploded on the top of the platform and on the ground when everyone besieged "Qin Shubao"
Fragments, the remains of the corpse after killing the second monk who reached the summit...
The top of the high platform is now covered with all kinds of broken bones, gravel, dust, and even minced flesh and blood.
The Wind King Orb was probably covered by various debris.
The orb must still be there anyway.
Even if it's not on the top of the stage, it must be in this square that is also filled with various Taoist soldiers and monster beast fragments, and I don't know which fragment is blocked by it.
From the perspective of the monks present, the most important thing now is to kill all other competitors first.
When you are the only one left on the field, you can slowly search for the Wind King Orb.
After a moment of silence, the monks on the field began to release various spells and attack each other.
Now there are only seven monks left in the square.
But the fight between these seven monks was extremely fierce.
Everyone has used the secret skills that are hidden in the box, and everyone has used all kinds of precious secret treasures without hesitation.
The light of various spells and secret treasures crisscrossed back and forth in the square, setting off bursts of violent explosions, plowing open the ground layer after layer. Even the corpses of giant bulls, giant sheep, and giant horses used as bunkers were bombarded.
It has to be in tatters.
After a brief moment of fighting, the final winner was finally decided.
In the sound of heavy footsteps.
Qin Wuyue dragged a pair of prosthetic legs and staggered through the broken corpses on the ground, walking along the steps towards the top of the stage.
She has "Earth Lotus Stone Milk", which can quickly replenish her spiritual power, eliminate spell casting shocks in the sea of consciousness, and instantly replenish the number of spell casts.
Relying on this treasure, she can unscrupulously use it three times to continuously and instantly cast her most powerful secret technique "Soul-Deceiving Claws".
And as soon as the war started, the first person she dealt with was the woman in blue.
Because the woman in blue also has the Earth Lotus Stone Milk, she can cast seventh-level spells instantly without any expense.
Moreover, the woman in green's seventh-grade magic technique "Golden Flame Needle" has extremely fast attack speed and huge power, and can also pose a considerable threat to Qin Wuyue.
So after Qin Wuyue made eye contact with the woman in Tsing Yi and reached an agreement to join forces to deal with the others first, he immediately stabbed the woman in Tsing Yi in the back, used a "soul-absorbing claw" on her, took out her soul, and pinched her
Have to be crushed.
The girl in green clothes could not believe until her death that Qin Wuyue would be the first to attack her.
It was obvious that the cooperation had been pleasant along the way, and some tacit understanding had even been developed. It was obvious that an agreement had been reached, that they should first join forces to drive out the others, and then compete with each other.
The girl in Tsing Yi died with her eyes closed.
Qin Wuyue had his own plans:
Everyone else knows that you and I are in the same boat. Now I will kill you first and I will be the only one left. Moreover, I am still disabled with a pair of prosthetic legs. Although this does not affect my ability to cast spells, others will do so intentionally or unintentionally.
Look down on me and regard me as the lowest threat opponent.
In this way, the others will definitely deal with the pair of brothers first, then the guy with the black gold awl, and then the female cultivator who used the secret treasure to kill the giant bull.
The facts were not what Qin Wuyue expected.
After the death of the Tsing Yi girl, other people really didn't focus on her anymore.
Although various instant spells were constantly bombarded at her, none of the most threatening seventh-level spells and secret treasure attacks fell on her.
This is why the other monks intentionally or unintentionally despised her, a woman with disabled legs.
But no one knew that her prosthetic legs were nothing more than a magic weapon.
It can make her movements as fast as the wind, perform "light kung fu movements" that are not inferior to those of fifth-grade warriors, and can also give her a shield with eighth-grade strength.
Relying on the lightness of movement given by this pair of prosthetic legs, as well as others' contempt for her, and the magical effect of Earth Lotus Stone Milk, Qin Wuyue succeeded in having the last laugh.
After killing the last monk.
Qin Wuyue finally reached the top alone, climbed up to the high platform, squatted down and carefully rummaged through the debris scattered on the top of the platform.
Neither Qin Wuyue, who finally reached the top, nor any of the spectators outside the venue noticed that the little skull that rolled up to the top of the stage had disappeared at some point——
That little skull is not very eye-catching, and no one pays attention to it.
Previously, the top of the platform was subjected to three rounds of spell bombing due to the existence of "Qin Shubao" and the second monk who climbed to the top.
Slightly larger bone fragments, stones, and corpses were all blown to pieces. The fragments on the ground at the top of the stage were no larger than the size of a fist at most.
Therefore, even if someone has a weird perspective and pays special attention to the little skull, they will only think that the little skull, like other broken bones, gravel, and corpses that fell on the top of the stage, was bombed into pieces.
, is no longer complete.
At this moment.
Qin Wuyue's eyes were wild, and his face was full of excitement as he kept groping among the broken bones, broken stones, and even the broken flesh and blood on the ground, while he kept trembling to himself:
"The Wind King's Orb is mine! Where is the Wind King's Orb? The Wind King's Orb..."
Soon, her hands were covered with blood and flesh, and her face was covered with a layer of stone dust and bone powder.
But after searching for a long time, I found nothing.
In desperation, Qin Wuyue stood up and cast a wind spell.
On the top of the high platform, a strong wind immediately blew up, blowing away all kinds of light debris on the top of the platform.
When the bone and stone powder was flying all over the sky, something was blown away by the strong wind, and together with some fine bone fragments and a few pieces of cloth, they were thrown out in a swirl.
Qin Wuyue glanced at the object from the corner of his eye, glanced sideways, and then withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention.
Because it was just a worn-out writing brush with a yellowish barrel and a half-bald tip. It was supposed to be a relic of the monk who had been blown to pieces.
Being able to be carried around by monks, the half-bald brush may be a magical weapon.
But at this moment, Qin Wuyue only had the "Wind King Orb" in her eyes. She didn't even care to collect the small black gold cone that could defeat the "Golden Bell", so how could she put that inconspicuous brush magic weapon on
In eyes?
She no longer paid attention to the brush instrument, nor to the other light fragments blown away by the strong wind, letting them scatter in all directions, or fall under the high platform, or into the muddy pool outside the square.
The worn-out writing brush was first blown under the high platform. After landing, it bounced twice on the ground, rolled around for a while, and fell into the turbid pool.
Qin Wuyue used his magic to scrape the ground on the top of the platform clean, and even the flesh and blood was blown away. However, there was still nothing on the top of the platform, with no trace of the Wind King's Orb.
Qin Wuyue broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pale cheeks showed two sickly flushes. He dragged a pair of half-damaged prosthetic legs and searched carefully on the steps around the top of the stage.
"Wind King's Orb...where did my Wind King's Orb go?"
After searching the steps and finding nothing, Qin Wuyue began to search other places in the square, carefully examining every piece of debris...
It's in a secret room I don't know where.
Young Master Jinyi stretched his waist, shook his head and laughed:
"I didn't expect that the one who survived to the end would be Qin Wuyue. Unfortunately, I thought it would be Qin Shubaotong who killed everyone..."
Qin Shubao almost fits the characteristics of the protagonist in all the storybooks:
Unattractive appearance, unsuspecting disaster, super lucky, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, powerful explosion...
Master Jinyi was so optimistic about Qin Shubao that when "Qin Shubao" killed the wild boar alone, climbed to the top of the high platform to kill the black wind, and the dealer announced the final bet, Master Jinyi did not hesitate to throw 30,000, betting that Qin Shubao could survive to the end and win the prize.
Orb.
Although even if he survives to the end and gets the orb, he will definitely not be able to get out of the ruins. The Wind King's orb, including the treasures he has obtained before, will have to be vomited out, but this is none of Mr. Jinyi's business.
As long as Qin Shubao survives to the end and gets the orb, Mr. Jinyi will win the last bet tonight.
And after seeing Qin Shubao display the true secrets of Buddhism and kill a wild boar alone, there were obviously not a few gamblers who chose to bet on Qin Shubao just like Master Jinyi.
As a result, Qin Shubao actually left the game so hastily, and was even the first to be eliminated, causing Mr. Jinyi and the gamblers who bet on him to suffer a huge loss.
Thinking back carefully at this time, Mr. Jinyi felt that he was still too young and too hasty.
Qin Shubao was so powerful that he overcame all the heroes, and he was the first to reach the top, and the first to touch the Wind King's Orb, so he would definitely be missed by everyone.
Although the other monks are far less powerful than Qin Shubao, and even with their own magic alone, they cannot break Qin Shubao's "golden bell" together, some of them have obtained powerful secret treasures in previous adventures.
"Oh, you shouldn't be so hasty. I clearly saw a monk using a black gold cone to kill a giant goat with one blow... I will lose miserably tonight!"
Young Master Jinyi shook his head and laughed.
He had bad luck with gambling tonight. He made a series of wrong bets and lost more than 80,000 silver dollars in one night.
Of course, for a young man like him who comes from a top wealthy family, more than 80,000 silver dollars is nothing.
Because his monthly pocket money is a full 100,000 silver dollars - Shen Lang's reward amount is only 100,000 silver dollars. This is already the top ten sky-high price bounties in the history of the black market, and it is worth a lot of money.
Warriors, and even Taoist monks, risked their lives in the fight.
But for the children of the top wealthy families in the East, a mere 100,000 silver dollars is just a month's pocket money.
Mr. Jinyi lost more than 80,000 silver dollars in one night, and the consequence is that he will be a little short of money this month.
Mr. Jinyi himself didn't care about winning or losing. He only cared about one thing now:
Where did the Wind King's Orb go?
Unfortunately, when Qin Wuyue was looking for the orb in the square, the "live broadcast" had ended and the bookmaker began to settle the bets.
Young Master Jinyi failed to see the whereabouts of the Wind King's Orb, nor could he see Qin Wuyue's fate.
"I don't know how the cruel Qin Demon Girl will die... And the Wind King's Orb, well, it should be in the square, right? Hehe, I hope Qin Demon Girl can touch a handful of the orb before she dies.
"
The young master in brocade clothes thought leisurely, stood up with the support of two beauties in tulle clothes, left the secret room, went to an elegant bedroom with hidden luxury, and enjoyed the tenderness of the beauties.
In the legacy palace.
Qin Wuyue is still searching for the Wind King Orb.
At this time, her mood had become extremely anxious, her pale cheeks were as red as fire, and her red eyes were showing signs of madness.
The entire high platform has been searched, and most of the square has been searched.
She carefully rummaged through every piece of debris on the ground. Even the corpses of giant bulls, giant sheep, giant horses, and even the corpses of dead monks were opened by her, even disembowelled, and she carefully searched inside and out.
After a while.
She is naturally clean, but now her body is covered with all kinds of stains:
Blood, dirt, bone meal and even various corpse mucus, feces...
But she couldn't care less.
In my heart, there is only the Wind King Orb.
"Damn it, where did my Wind King Orb go?"
She murmured to herself, then suddenly screamed like a madman, venting her magic in all directions.
For a moment, streams of flames, strong winds, black smoke, blood mist, and ghost hands swept across the square, smashing the ground into tatters and sweeping countless pieces of gravel and bones into the muddy pool.
After venting for a full quarter of an hour, with all the magic released, Qin Wuyue fell to his knees weakly, holding his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and screamed hoarsely:
"Why? Why can't I find the Wind King Orb? Such a big bead...where can it be hidden?"
While he was shouting, Qin Wuyue's field of vision towards the ground suddenly saw a pair of boot tips.
Seeing the sudden appearance of the pair of boot tips, Qin Wuyue's heart tightened, her eyes shrank suddenly, and she suddenly raised her head. Before she could see the figure clearly, she felt a cold light flash in front of her eyes, a chill on her neck, and then she felt as if
It lost its weight and flew lightly.
As her perspective was spinning, a deep and hoarse male voice came into her ears:
"game over."
Plop!
Qin Wuyue's head fell to the ground, her face tilted up, her lips slightly opened, and the appearance of her killer was reflected in her eyes that were gradually dimming.
It was a man wearing a golden robe and a smiling mask, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand.
"My... Wind King Pearl..."
Qin Wuyue's consciousness slowly dissipated, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
The man in the gold robe and mask glanced at Qin Wuyue's head and whispered:
"Clearance."
A group of people in white clothes appeared in the square at an unknown time. They bowed to the man in the golden robe and mask and began to clean the square.
They carefully searched every corner of the square and the high platform, missing all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures, secret spell scrolls, and secret treasure props that the monks had obtained during previous expeditions, as well as the monks' own elixirs, belongings, magical weapons, and props.
They were all collected, even Qin Wuyue's half-damaged pair of prosthetic legs.
After that, they threw all the broken bones and corpses in the square into the muddy pool, allowing them to be devoured by the giant crocodiles and monsters.
When the square is almost cleaned.
A man in white suddenly walked up to the man in a golden robe and mask, trembling all over, bent down deeply, and said in a trembling voice: