Chapter 168 Three thousand monks jointly plan to overcome the tribulation!
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.
The bottom cabin of this Jinling boat is also a storage space, and there are many good things in it.
Mo Yu called the sect disciples to pick up equipment from the bottom of the cabin.
The disciples passed by with laughter, and almost everyone gained something.
It truly deserves to be a second-grade sect.
In the sect, only inner disciples who have made great contributions to the sect have the opportunity to obtain fifth-grade elixirs, let alone seventh-grade and eighth-grade elixirs. Even the elders may not have seen many of them.
And here, they actually saw a large number of fifth-grade elixirs!
There is also a weapons arsenal. The materials used in the disciples' natal magical weapons are at most Xuan-level. However, here, low-level and intermediate-level weapons are everywhere.
When the disciples had almost all the things, Mo Yu directly put the flying boat into the sea of consciousness to nourish it.
The material of this flying boat itself is unusual, and within a period of time in the sea of consciousness, it is possible for the characters to be upgraded to the heavenly level.
The disciples filled their bowls with rice and fell to the ground with satisfaction.
The woman had lost her human appearance, and Mo Yu took a fancy to the ring ring she wore on her hand. It was a universe weapon.
Mo Yu took out Duize Ling and shook it twice, then flew over and pulled the ring finger out of his wrist.
"ah!"
The woman screamed again and immediately lost her breath.
Among the remaining seven people, a man in blue had already fainted, as if he was fainting from pain. He was probably the owner of the flying boat.
Mo Yu was not polite, Duize Ling flew over and searched the man's body and found three heaven and earth weapons.
The other six people dared not speak out in anger.
They finally got rid of all the poisonous insects, but they were exhausted and covered in blood.
All of a sudden, the situation on the field changed dramatically.
The six men were panting, standing opposite each other, holding weapons and looking around cautiously.
Mo Yu is already sharing the newly obtained spiritual treasure with his disciples.
She used her mental power to erase the barrier above, then held the Qiankun weapon and poured it down.
A bunch of elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, skill secrets, high-level spiritual weapons...we divided the spoils in front of them.
"Frost Moon Bow? Junior Brother Chu, are you better at using bows and arrows? This one is for you. It's an earth-level spiritual weapon. It's of good quality."
"This is called the Fish Scale Claw. It is suitable for use when climbing. Senior Brother Liu, who is good at speed, gives it to you!"
"Huh? Sixth-grade elixir, Xuan Bing Dan? Brother Tian, are you about to break through? You happen to have an ice spiritual root. This is the most suitable one."
"There is also a hundred-year soul pill...Junior brother Zhang, isn't your father seriously injured? This happens to be a holy item for healing. Take it."
"..."
Several people gritted their teeth angrily, "You are really... extremely shameless!"
The elders of the sect surrounded these six people to prevent them from taking action against the disciples in anger.
"Sect Master, their physical condition is not good, do you want to kill them?" the great elder asked.
There was no response from Wang Zhi, so the elder looked back.
But Wang Zhizheng looked sad, slowly raised his scarlet eyes, and uttered a word in a low voice.
"kill!"
In a word, the war begins.
The elders fought directly with each other.
Compared with these elders and sect leaders, they were more worried about Mo Yu who had the terrifying Soul-Eating Sword under his feet.
Fortunately, Mo Yu is now dividing the spoils with his disciples and has no thoughts of attacking them, which allows them to concentrate more.
Not long after, Mo Yuguo, who had finished sorting out the dirty things, took the right opportunity to use Duize Ling to fumble around on the bodies of those who were fighting seriously, and took away the Qiankun weapons from their bodies.
For a moment, several people were furious.
"Give me back my stuff! Damn it! You thief!"
A man in black wanted to catch Duize Ling with his backhand.
Mo Yu quickly took back Duize Ling and said, "Hey, you are going to die anyway, what's wrong with these things just staying in our hands to shine and heat?"
The man in black raised his head angrily and roared, "Ah, damn! I'll kill you!"
The fourth elder stepped aside and blocked his way, "Your opponent is me."
Originally, they were fighting equally, but because Mo Yu used Duize Ling to steal the Qiankun weapons from them from time to time, their mentality was shattered. Within a moment, all these people were eliminated one by one.
Mo Yu held the Qiankun weapon in his hand with satisfaction, and distributed the sixth-grade elixir and seventh-grade elixir found inside to the elders.
"Sixth-grade Qi Gathering Cream, Ten Thousand Thunder Pills can help resist thunder catastrophes, Heaven and Earth True Qi Pills, Original Soul Pill... Seventh-grade All Things Return to One Pill, Dongxuan Pill, Wuji True Pill... these can help you create your own
The small world, the art of insight into space..."
The elders all took it with smiles, "It's rare that you still care about us."
Mo Yu curled her lips, "I also hope that some elders can do me a favor."
The talents of the elders are very good, and they may become one of the three thousand monks who will survive the tribulation together in the future.
Suddenly, the sound of Wang Zhi violently beating a Zhenwu Sect monk attracted everyone's attention.
The disciples and elders all turned around and saw Wang Zhi grabbing a monk, aiming at his head, and punching him one after another.
Suddenly, the atmosphere was gloomy.
The great elder went over to stop his fist.
Wang Zhi raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "They killed Lao San and my disciple Jun Hao."
The great elder looked sad, "We have avenged this revenge. Now, what you should do is to develop the sect and prevent Zhenwu Sect from killing more people in our sect."
The disciples fell silent for a moment.
They looked at each other and realized that some of their former friends in the crowd were not there.
Come to think of it, he must have died.
The joy of distributing various cultivation materials disappeared in an instant.
At this time, Mo Yu said doubtfully, "But they are not dead."
Everyone looked up at her.
Even Wang Zhi raised his scarlet eyes.
Mo Yu raised his hand and waved, and a five-story tower magical weapon suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The thick aura faintly emanating from the Gravity Building makes people feel like their breathing is a little heavier.
The elders were still knowledgeable. Immediately, the great elder exclaimed, "Heaven-level magic weapon!"
Mo Yu nodded gently, ignoring the exclamations of others.
With a thought in her mind, she lightly touched the gravity building, and some screens suddenly appeared in mid-air.
"The third elder is practicing on the fifth floor. The gravity on the fifth floor is the highest, which is very suitable for the current cultivation level of the third elder. The senior brother is on the third floor. He is attacking the barrier of the Nascent Soul stage. He has not finished practicing yet. There are several other disciples.
They were all seriously injured, so I threw them in casually. There weren't many people, just six or seven."
As she introduced, images of these people practicing in seclusion flashed on the screen.
Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Xiao Yu, you are truly the treasure of our sect!"
"I thought this time it was really..." At this point, Wang Zhi choked up again.