Chapter three hundred and ninety first return to the original owner
"It's just a low-grade treasure!"
When everyone looked at the soul-suppressing nail, they realized that this treasure was far less powerful than the rumors, and they couldn't help but look at each other. Peak 23S.
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Especially on this nail, the fine lines are vaguely visible. If it weren't for the shiny surface, it looks like a layer of patina. It's hard to touch, and you would think it was about to break at any time.
"It shouldn't be. In such a powerful formation, the treasure weapon should be nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth captured by the formation. It should go one step further!"
Yang Ranchen was quite surprised.
"The general's tomb merged with the Man's Tomb, and the formation was reversed. If the great master of the formation back then had any other intentions, he probably used the power of this treasure or multiple treasures as a means of nourishing the demonic energy. He was just dismissed by the saints.
I noticed that it was not finished.
Now that we have taken away this treasure, the formation is incomplete and can no longer suppress the methods deployed by the saints back then!"
Wu Ming pointed to the light beam in the distance.
Buzz!
As if to confirm what he said, a crack spewing out demonic energy in the distance suddenly expanded several times, but instead of no demonic corpses pouring out, there was a surge of cold white air, freezing all nearby demonic corpses into ice sculptures.
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"So, the more treasures are taken away, the more serious the damage to the formation here will be, and the safer we will be!"
Everyone was not stupid, and after thinking about it for a moment, their eyes suddenly lit up.
You can not only obtain treasures, but also increase your own safety. Kill two birds with one stone, why not?
Wu Ming frowned slightly, always feeling that things were not that simple.
Even if the formation is like a building and will fall into disrepair, the danger here is far less than imagined.
"Walk!"
He couldn't think of a reason, and it was true, and the relics were not easy to use. Wu Ming pointed to the nearest light pillar.
"Your Majesty, this treasure?"
Yang Ranchen held up the soul-suppressing nail and said.
"After we return, we will report it to the Ministry of War and we will divide it equally according to military merit!"
Wu Minghun waved his hand nonchalantly.
Yang and Wang looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wu Ming was kind to them, but after all, it was not a matter of one person. The people under his command would live and die with them. It was just that they couldn't eat meat, but they couldn't even drink soup.
If everything is about friendship, regardless of gains and losses, everyone will inevitably feel uncomfortable!
After all, this is not an ordinary treasure, but a real treasure. The converted military merit, even if it is divided among individuals, is a large amount of wealth. Even if it is not used by oneself, it can benefit future generations.
Fighting to the death, licking blood from the edge of the knife, although it is a way to repay the country's kindness, who doesn't fight for their children?
When I came to the second icicle, I found that the situation was better than expected. There were only three innate demon corpses, and even the group of ordinary demon corpses was not as dense as the ones encountered before.
It is not difficult to imagine that it is related to the previous cold outbreak!
With the previous cooperation, everyone was more able to deal with the demonic corpses. Although they spent a lot of effort, they were still able to sweep away the demonic corpses without any damage.
This time, the treasure on the icicle is a small and exquisite golden bell!
When he saw Yang Ranchen take out the second treasure talisman, a strange look flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.
This is no ordinary talisman. Its value is so high that it is even higher than an ordinary mysterious weapon.
"Ahem, don't be surprised, Your Majesty. We never thought about this opportunity during this trip. It's just that this treasure is among the supplies prepared by the clan in case of emergencies!"
Yang Ranchen's handsome face turned slightly red and he said.
Wu Ming waved his hand, indicating that he was free to do so.
Looking at Wang Hu again, he also looked away with a stern expression, quite embarrassed.
It is not difficult to imagine that the two of them have important responsibilities on this trip, and the clan must have prepared a lot of treasures for them. If there is a chance, it would be better to get a few medieval treasures.
Chen Yuehua opened her mouth but said nothing, a hint of regret flashed in her beautiful eyes.
In the scene, Wu Ming was the only one who could ask for help, and no one would comment. Now that he doesn't even say anything, this woman is even less qualified!
But just like the soul-suppressing nail, this top-grade soul-suppressing bell, which was extremely famous in the Middle Ages, is now just a low-grade treasure.
The only thing that is slightly better than the former is that there are not so many lines on the surface, but it is just not very obvious.
It can be seen that if things continue like this, within a few years, the two treasures will definitely fall into Xuan Bing, and they may even turn into fly ash due to the erosion of the demonic energy.
"Four in front and eight in back, it seems that there are at least twelve treasures. If the number on the other side is the same..."
Such a long time was enough for Wu Ming to deduce many things. There happened to be twelve cold light beams on the hillside on his side.
But while everyone was trying to retrieve the treasure, three more places had been annihilated, leaving only seven!
Obviously, they were not the only ones who took the treasure, but I don’t know if they were warriors of the Song Dynasty or demon barbarians!
…
"It's them!"
When he came to the third icicle and saw figures fighting fiercely with several broken demon corpses, Wu Ming had a strange look on his face, smiled evilly and led the crowd to rush over.
"Your Majesty, they are inner disciples of the Dipin Sect. There is no need for a conflict over a treasure!"
Yang and Wang had extraordinary experience. They not only knew the three Zhu Zhenming, but also met them and knew their bottom line, so they immediately started persuading them.
"They wanted to kill people and seize the treasure, and they almost killed senior brother!"
Shen Xiaolan said coldly.
The two of them had serious expressions on their faces, nodded solemnly, and did not try to persuade him again.
Chen Yuehua pursed her red lips tightly and silently lamented for Zhu Zhenming and the others. These talented inner disciples are always the ones who move the wind and rain wherever they go, but they encountered such a ungrateful person who doesn't care about hard and soft things!
"What do you want to do?"
Zhu Zhenming and the others noticed that Wu Ming and others were approaching, and while suppressing the demon corpse's counterattack, they shouted on guard.
Wu Ming smiled evilly and didn't want to talk at all. He waved his hand and everyone rushed forward. After a while of ping-pong chops, they knocked down several demon corpses and surrounded the icicles in a grand manner, blocking Zhu Zhenming and the others from outside.
"Wu Ming, do you want to provoke internal strife among the warriors of the Song Dynasty in such a dangerous place?"
Zhou Yong's face was livid, his expression was fierce and his heart was filled with tears.
"Hey, even if I kill you, who will know?"
Wu Ming sneered.
Yang and Wang's expressions changed slightly, they looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and watched the changes.
Although they saw conflicts between the two parties, they also believed that Wu Ming would not be so impulsive, especially under the gaze of the evil and barbaric tigers.
"Brother Wu, there were many misunderstandings before. Even if I am wrong, for the sake of being a warrior of the Song Dynasty, why should I kill them all?"
Zhu Zhenming stopped Zhou Yong and said sincerely.
"Now you know it's close?"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Zhenming with a half-smile. The previous one showed disdain for him from the bottom of his heart, and always addressed him as 'King Wu' in his words.
"Please also ask Lord Wu to come in large numbers and put the overall situation first!"
Zhu Zhenming looked stern, bowed and bowed.
"This man is a wonderful person, capable of bending and stretching. It would be a disaster to keep him!"
Wu Ming was keenly aware of the well-hidden anger in Zhu Zhenming's eyes, and murderous intent surged in his heart.
Such sect geniuses have always been arrogant and arrogant, how could they bow their heads so easily?
Just like Qin Baizhi back then, Wu Ming realized that the opponent was unwilling to give up and killed him immediately.
But compared to the Qin family, the Hunyuan Sect has already been offended, and there are other equally comparable Earth-level sects. Even if Wu Ming claims to be involved in the struggle for the holy way, he still has to weigh it.
"This treasure is called the Divine Will Bell. It is an important treasure that our Divine Will Sect has been living abroad for many years. As a disciple of the Divine Will Sect, I have the responsibility to welcome this treasure back to the sect!"
While Wu Ming was deep in thought, Mo Zangfeng suddenly stepped forward, took out a talisman without hesitation, shook his hand and punched it into the light curtain above the icicle, and took out a large urn-like blue-black bell.
"you……"
The three of them were green-faced and furious, but Wu Ming stopped them and they did not dare to start a conflict easily.
So what if you are an elite disciple of the inner sect, you only have one life left!
If you really want to make this person angry and kill the three of them here, even if the sect retaliates and destroys Prince Wu's Mansion afterwards, it will be of no avail!
Moreover, it was Mo Zangfeng who took action. They had deceived this man before, but now they were traveling with Wu Ming. You can imagine how detrimental it was to them.
"The property is returned to its original owner, and this is a legitimate matter!"
Zhu Zhenming went deep into the mouth of the stream, suppressed his anger, and said with a serious face.
But even he could clearly hear that his voice was trembling because he was angry!
Seeing that the important treasure in hand, and the rare divine clock that can sharpen one's will, flew away like this, Zhu Zhenming did not go crazy, and he was already an extraordinary person!
"Gua Wa Zi has a keen eye!"
When he saw Wu Ming slap Mo Zangfeng on the back of the head without any courtesy, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
Although I am not familiar with Mo Zangfeng, I have vaguely heard of him. This cold-faced swordsman is famous for his bad temper.
But looking at the current situation, not only does he mean to protect Wu Ming from disaster, but he actually seems to have a close relationship with him!
But everyone seemed to take it for granted, as if they were used to it. This was so unusual!
"There are many treasures here, so I won't disturb the prince and you all to get the treasures!"
Seeing that there was nothing they could do, Zhu Zhenming and the others were already thinking of retreating, so they immediately handed over and left.
"Did you three forget something?"
Unfortunately, Wu Ming did not intend to let them go easily.
Shen Xiaolan was almost killed when she was forced into a dilemma by Zhou Yong. If the opponent hadn't been wearing the skin of a sect disciple, Wu Mingdu would have had the intention to skin them alive on the spot.
"I wonder if Brother Wu has any other instructions?"
Zhu Zhenming's face tightened, and he spoke every word with gritted teeth.
"My king's eight-oxen crossbow was picked up by three people. It's time to return it to its original owner!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"That's how it should be!"
Zhu Zhenming's eyes twitched, he took a deep breath, and handed back the Eight Bull Crossbow and an armor-piercing arrow. The joy of getting this treasure was completely gone, leaving only endless frustration.
How could the dignified inner disciples of the Dipin Sect have suffered such humiliation?
Immediately, not wanting to look at Wu Ming's face anymore, he turned around and left.
"Senior brother, they have a valuable weapon to restrain evil spirits!"
Shen Xiaolan said suddenly.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and after scanning around, they discovered that several innate demon corpses were damaged beyond appearance, and it was obviously not the work of the three of them.
In terms of cultivation strength, the three of them are definitely better than Yang and Wang, but no matter how strong they are, they are still not as strong as Mo Zangfeng and Qing Ma.
If there is no accident, it should be borrowed from outside forces!
"You bitch, are you really looking for death?"
Zhou Yong turned around suddenly, furious.
"snort!"
A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and murderous intent surged out.