Countless magic weapons, countless magic weapons, and countless scriptures.
Take whatever you want!
"If you don't conflict with me, the troll, you can take the things here at will." The leader of the troll clan said, but he did not embarrass Jin Zhan.
Because he has a deep understanding of what kind of core disciples of the Changsheng Sect are like.
These words brought a smile to Jin Zhan's face, and he quickly bowed.
"Thank you, chief, for beating me."
Then, he took away countless treasures here.
Are the things here so easy to take away?
Lin Changan didn't set any taboos, but someone did!
Seeing Jin Zhan and others frantically moving the magic treasures here, even the troll leader in front of them became a little excited. There are really many treasures here, and the grade cannot be seen. They should all be invincible treasures from ancient times.
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Although they really want to kill Jin Zhan in front of them and swallow up everything here, the key now is that no one understands the grade of the magic weapon here.
The trolls all started and plundered these magic weapons like crazy.
However, at that moment they didn't notice.
"Buzz!"
Along with a faint buzzing sound, a huge rune formation slowly rose up from beneath the ground, and an extremely powerful light enveloped it, spreading all around.
The void here begins to move!
"Buzz!"
All the disciples, including the troll, were stunned, and what finally emerged was a wilderness.
"You ants actually dared to invade the Queen's tomb and take away the Queen's relics privately. This is a crime worthy of death!"
"But, if someone can pass the test here and obtain the Queen's inheritance, all of you will be able to leave here!"
From the sky, an extremely majestic voice came.
When this voice sounded, Lin Changan's body emerged, and his expression changed slightly.
How did you get here?
Moreover, why is this voice in the sky so familiar?
It seems like I have heard it somewhere. Isn't this too metaphysical?
It really sounds familiar, as if it's an old friend.
"Lin Changan!"
The moment Lin Changan's body was revealed, Jin Zhan cast his murderous eyes on him, and a cruel sneer emerged.
"Finally I found you." Jin Zhan twisted his fists with a cold smile, and several disciples behind him also twisted their necks and looked at Lin Changan in front of them, as if they were looking at a dead person.
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However, the troll clan next to them had no intention of meddling in these nosy matters at all.
Well, in fact, they don't even have the qualifications to take charge.
"The trolls, non-humans, are to be expelled directly!"
With a cold voice, all the trolls were driven out. In the end, only nine disciples remained.
Nine including Lin Changan and Jin Zhan.
"The disciples who appear here are too variable, and their cultivation begins to adjust and decrease!"
The voices in the sky seemed to be still dissatisfied after expelling the trolls, and directly began to lower their cultivation level. Jin Zhan, who was originally at the early level of the Venerable, found that his strength plummeted, and the same was true for several other disciples.
Because he has been reduced from the original early stage of a venerable to a half-step venerable, why has his strength dropped several times?
"What, what's going on?" Feeling that his strength was declining, Jin Zhan's complexion suddenly became ugly. The gap between the early-stage Venerable and the Half-step Venerable was several times greater.
However, when he looked at Lin Changan in front of him, his expression suddenly improved.
Fortunately, the strength of the boy in front of him has not been adjusted, and he is still inscribed. Killing him is still as easy as killing a chicken and a dog.
"What does a small inscription mean in the early days?"
Jin Zhan took action in an instant, his body flashed out suddenly, and he punched Lin Changan in front of him to kill him.
Changsheng Sect, Changsheng Fist!
"Your head is worth more than a dozen king-level medicinal materials. I'm sorry, but starting from today, it belongs to me!"
Accompanied by a sneer, Jin Zhan's fist came down in an instant, with endless mighty power wrapped in it, covered with spiritual power, and the long fist was like thunder, seeming to explode everything.
"Hoo ho!"
They had already brought up the fist style. Seeing this scene, several disciples nearby took a breath.
What a terrible punch!
"With this punch, Jin Zhan immediately decided to kill him."
"His brother is the core disciple of the inner sect. As brothers, how can there be any difference between them?"
There were also other disciples who flattered Jin Zhan and praised him.
"Boom!"
However, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Lin Changan's mouth, and he hit the same punch with his backhand, killing him.
Do you have a punch? I, Lin Changan, don’t have a punch!
"In the early stage of Inscription, do you actually dare to challenge Jin Zhan? Is this kid crazy?"
"Who knew, this small inscription in the early stage was actually worth a dozen king-level medicinal materials. I don't know what the Mo family thought."
"Hahahaha! I really didn't expect that the Mo family would actually spend a lot of money to reward you, you idiot!" Jin Zhan's mouth cracked with a trace of arc, and his long fist suddenly fell.
"Boom!"
The two people's fists clashed hard together. In Jin Zhan's dream, the scene where Lin Changan's bones were shattered and he was knocked out did not appear at all.
What really happened was that Jin Zhan's body was directly knocked out, and the same was true for Lin Changan.
One is six feet tall and the other is six feet tall. The difference in strength is very obvious.
"Actually, it actually blocked it!"
One of the disciples' expressions changed drastically.
None of them were outstanding geniuses who thought that Jin Zhan's punch was not something even the same level could withstand. Who would have thought that Lin Chang'an, a guy of several levels, could catch this punch.
This scene also caused a somewhat cold smile to flash on Jin Zhan's face.
"This is interesting. Otherwise, it would be easy to kill an ant and receive those king-level elixirs. How much pleasure would that have? Come again!"
Jin Zhan sneered again and again, he still looked down upon Lin Changan, thinking that as long as he punched more times and competed for a few more rounds, Lin Changan would definitely lose.
"Boom!"
The long fists clashed again, Lin Changan's face was extremely dull, and he punched Jin Zhan three times in front of him. The shock made Jin Zhan's fist numb, and the whole fist seemed to explode, and some blood stains appeared.
The same was true for Lin Changan, but his physical body was stronger. In just an instant, the blood marks were repaired, and then disappeared.