A dog can't change his ****, and a robber can't change his greedy nature. Even if his strength reaches a certain level, he is still a low-level bandit.?
A group of strong men were excited to realize that such a large round platform was made of pure gold. Even the ghost in the river who was missing an arm had his eyes gleaming. He felt that if he was given tens of thousands of kilograms of gold, it would be worth the heavy damage.
It was decided to blow up the round platform and divide it equally. The strong men flew to the ground and each performed their own unique skills. The alien shapes transformed into sharp edges rushed towards the platform. Among them were huge machetes shining with light, and large wild boars baring their fangs.
There is also an arc like a crescent moon...
The machete went over first and chopped the round platform apart, making a loud noise. Then, various sharp edges fell on it, blowing it into pieces and forming many pieces.
When the smoke cleared, a group of guys stepped forward with joy, but they were dumbfounded. They saw that there were many pieces of black stuff inside, and there was only one layer of gold wrapped on the outside.
The high enthusiasm was quickly shattered by reality. The old guys quickly lowered their heads to check, but saw that the gold was wrapped in pig iron, that is, the outside of the round platform was inlaid with gold. They couldn't help but be disappointed and couldn't help but yell.
"What a fool, there's no gold in it at all, it's just a waste of joy."
"Which bastard did this? Why are you pretending to be awesome? Just being gold on the outside is of no use..."
In fact, I can only blame a bunch of them for being too greedy, so much so that their brains are missing. They don't even think about how much wealth it would be if the entire round platform was made of gold. Is it possible? Even the palace cannot achieve it.
Despite the scolding, there are also those who are enlightened and think that since they have nothing to do, they might as well take off the gold embedded in the iron block. After all, it is different from the thin gold plating. It is as thick as a gold coin, and it is also money.
The strong man named Lie Yuzi simply sat in the pile of iron blocks, picked up a piece at random, took out the iron-like mud-cutting weapon from the Najie and chopped it, and in an instant he got out a piece as thick as leather, which was as big as a palm.
Gold, pocket it and continue.
Seeing him like this, the strong men were very jealous and rushed over, scattering everywhere like members of a demolition team, stripping away the gold like picking up broken bricks, and they were having a great time.
Half a day passed unknowingly. Huge piles of iron were everywhere, broken pieces were scattered everywhere, and the hall was in a mess. However, the strong men had gained something, and they had obtained the equivalent of tens of thousands of gold coins.
of gold pieces, each one was quite satisfied.
There was still a small amount of iron blocks left. These guys piled them up and shared them equally. They were so energetic that their swords struck the iron blocks with a clanging sound. Even the group of people coming from the entrance didn't even notice.
The chisel and chopper were busy and very happy.
Those who came back were all Blood Soul Palace cultivators. A group of people went out for a long time and gained something. They worked together to capture a strong soul-melting man. Even the leader of the group, the Eagle Monster, found that Tan Jingjing was missing. He felt something was wrong, so he led everyone back.
, before entering the main hall, they heard strange noises in the passage. They didn't know what someone was doing, and they were even more alert, trying not to make any noise.
More than 20 people entered the hall and were extremely shocked to see the scene in front of them. The originally glorious hall turned into a quarry. Several old guys were chipping away like masons with weapons in their hands. The golden round platform had been blown up, and the blood ginseng had also been destroyed.
Gone, and there is no trace of the Red Soul Goddess.
Many cultivators were stunned, and the eagle monster shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"
It was only then that the strong men realized that someone had come in. They stopped quickly, stood up, and looked at the male and female cultivators opposite with doubtful eyes.
A group of guys boasted that they were powerful, so they couldn't avoid lightning. Lie Yuzi rolled his eyes, with an arrogant look on his ugly face, and coldly snorted: "It's none of your business. Didn't you see that I'm busy? Everyone knows what's going on."
Get out of here quickly or you will be killed without mercy."
Feiyang's domineering attitude made other strong men admire them. After all, they were not ordinary people. Anyone who dared to go against them would be seeking death.
The cultivators of the Blood Soul Palace were furious and cursed loudly. The eagle monster even roared: "Kill these old people and leave no one behind."
The metal-like wings suddenly spread out, and the eagle monster rushed forward first. The sharp edges of its two claws turned into huge hooks, and it rushed towards the thin old guy with a faint light, coming menacingly.
Seeing this power, Lie Yuzi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that this guy with the head of a human and the body of an eagle was so domineering, and he was actually a strong person in the soul-melting realm. He didn't dare to neglect, the contemptuous look in his eyes disappeared, and he quickly moved to meet the enemy.
Amidst the roar, the spiritual power stirred up turned into a bronze pillar and rushed towards it unwilling to be outdone.
There was a crashing sound, and the broken edge surged. Lie Yuzi was shocked and retreated. The aura in his body surged quite uncomfortable, and his skill was actually inferior...
The tiger-headed monster and other cultivators followed closely behind, waving their gleaming weapons to attack Kuweizi and the others, and a fierce battle broke out in the main hall. The fight was dark, blood was flying, and dangers were everywhere.
There are only a few people on Lie Yuzi's side, but they are all soul-melting warriors. However, the ghost in the river has lost an arm and is seriously injured, and basically does not have much fighting power. There are many people on the Blood Soul Palace side, but there are only eagle monsters and tiger heads.
The blame is strong, and others are weaker, so it is not easy to win.
After fighting for a while, the strong men of Qianxue Sect were too overbearing and killed several Blood Soul Palace cultivators. The River Ghost on their side who was originally seriously injured was also killed.
Seeing that these old guys were too ferocious, and if they continued to fight, they would suffer heavy casualties, the Eagle Monster whistled, and many of his men quickly retreated, ran into various passages, and quickly disappeared.
Lie Yuzi and others also gave up as soon as they saw it was good. Unintentionally, they were too eager to fight and ran to the entrance, wanting to leave as soon as possible. Kuweizi took off the ring worn by the ghost in the river, feeling that it could not be wasted, so he threw it away.
The corpse followed him regardless.
Suddenly, a roaring sound was heard, and a huge boulder fell at the entrance of the temple, completely blocking the passage, which surprised the group of guys.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The sound of breaking through the air continued to be heard, many holes appeared around the palace and even on the roof, and sharp arrows as dense as raindrops shot out, which was shocking.
The sneak attack came too suddenly. A group of people turned around in panic and waved their weapons to block. With the combined efforts, a huge shield appeared as the spiritual energy surged, emitting colorful light and indestructible. However, before it could take shape, it had already
There was a strong woman who was hit by an arrow in the leg and fell to her knees with a cry.
Fortunately, all the other feather arrows were blocked by the colorful shields. In an instant, thousands of feather arrows were shot. However, before they could take a breath, more than a dozen wooden carriages rushed out from the surrounding corridors.
Carrying many wooden barrels, they came towards the strong men, which made them very confused. What role could these powerless vehicles alone play?