"Humph, it's just bad luck. Who knows what will happen next!"
Seeing Wang Qiang transform from a greedy man who is greedy for life and afraid of death to a righteous brother Wang, Wu Xingyu hates him so much.
He didn't understand why all the good things happened to Wang Qiang. He obviously did nothing like him, but now he became the leader of the young monks present.
How embarrassed is this for Wu Xingyu?
"Okay, now is not the time to stop. The gate of the Immortal Palace has been opened. It's time for us to enter and explore." Seeing everyone gathered outside the gate of the Immortal Palace, the most prestigious Master Ku Xuan on the field spoke.
As soon as he said this, everyone realized that the most important thing at the moment had not yet been done.
Without saying too much, a group of people filed into the Immortal Palace.
At this time, there were about one-third fewer people than those who had gathered outside the Immortal Palace before.
At present, in addition to the four giants, plus Wang Qiang, Meng Qingning and others, there are only less than thirty ordinary monks left.
Previously, more than a dozen monks died when facing the attack of the wind blade, and some others had to choose to retreat because they were seriously injured.
Everyone entered the Immortal Palace, looked at everything in front of them, and bursts of exclamation came out involuntarily.
If the decoration outside the Immortal Palace is already amazing and feels unprecedented, then the furnishings inside the Immortal Palace are truly unique and beautiful.
On the huge shed roof, colorful night pearls continue to exude brilliant brilliance.
There are several glazed lamps placed in the corner of the wall, the lights are always bright, and I don’t know what kind of material they are made of.
From the outside, the Immortal Palace does not look very big, but when you actually go inside, you will find that the space inside and outside the Immortal Palace is obviously different.
Just like the hall that Wang Qiang and others entered this time, the space is probably as big as several immortal halls. It is obvious that this is an extremely advanced mustard seed collecting and sumeru technique, combined with the storage bag refining.
The technique of making it is similar, but it is a hundred times more advanced than refining the storage bag.
And being able to create such a fairy palace is truly extraordinary.
The group of people began to spread out in the hall and kept looking around.
I saw that apart from all kinds of beautiful furnishings, there was nothing helpful for spiritual practice in the hall.
There are no natural treasures, magical elixirs, or top-notch techniques, there is nothing.
This makes the people who came here to hunt for treasure feel very uncomfortable. After all, they paid such a high price and risked being almost strangled by the wind blade, and finally entered the Immortal Palace. In the end, they found that there was no benefit. Who can
Can you bear such a blow?
"It doesn't matter that we haven't found any treasure, so as not to break out into a fight later, just think that we are here to increase our knowledge this time."
Meng Qingning was afraid that Wang Qiang's mentality would change, so she showed up to comfort him, but in fact, Wang Qiang's mentality may be the most stable among the players.
Before he came here, he had no intention of getting any treasure. After all, no matter how powerful the treasure was, how could it be as awesome as his system?
His real purpose is nothing more than to gain value for the protagonist.
After breaking through the gate of the Immortal Palace before, Wang Qiang has already made a profit. How can he have such a mental breakdown?
But the same cannot be said for others.
Wang Qiang obviously noticed that Wei Wuji looked like he was in a state of mental collapse. He was just three feet away from digging in the immortal palace.
What a good guy, a monk whose cultivation has surpassed the soul palace realm and reached the second step, regardless of the majesty, carefully inspected every corner of the immortal palace. He looked like an iron fool.
Wang Qiang's half-smiling expression happened to fall in Wei Wuji's eyes.
In an instant, Wei Wuji felt an unprecedented anger rising in his heart.
It was unacceptable enough that he had put in so much effort, only to fall short in the end. But now it was better. Seeing Wang Qiang's expression of wanting to be beaten only aroused Wei Wuji's anger even more.
"Boy, why are you laughing at me? Am I funny?" Wang Qiang didn't expect that Wei Wuji was still a mad dog and would turn his anger on him.
"Senior is joking, how dare I laugh at you?" God knows, Wang Qiang's words really meant to calm things down. After all, with his cultivation, there was no need for a head-on conflict with Wei Wuji.
But Wang Qiangtian has a sarcastic face. Even if he speaks seriously, he can easily be taken as teasing and ridiculing.
In addition, Wu Xingyu seized the opportunity and immediately said: "Wang Qiang, this time all of us came back empty-handed. You must be very gloating about the misfortune. After you go back, are you going to spread the news about today's events and arrange it well?"
How many seniors are there?”
Logically speaking, Wu Xingyu's stratagem to alienate people was so amateurish that he didn't even have one-third of Wang Qiang's skills.
But the crux of the problem is that Wei Wuji did this very much when he was extremely angry.
He had always disliked Wang Qiang, but with the anger in his heart and Wu Xingyu's alienation, he finally exploded.
His eyes were like lightning, he stared at Wang Qiang fiercely and shouted: "Boy, Mr. Wei has disliked you for a long time, and now you have provoked me again and again. Today,
I will kill you!"
Wang Qiang never expected that a monk above the dignified soul palace realm could be led to the rhythm so easily.
Now, looking at the angry look on Wei Wuji's face, it was obvious that the matter was irreconcilable.
The hatred in Wang Qiang's heart, if he had known earlier, he should have taken the opportunity to kill Wu Xingyu, a piece of trash, otherwise how could he have caused such a big trouble for him?
"Senior Wei, it won't do you any good to fight with me. I advise you to think clearly. Harmony will bring wealth to everyone."
For the current plan, Wang Qiang could only look for opportunities to protect himself, but Wei Wuji couldn't listen to his words. He took a picture from the air with his big hand, and a huge golden palm print in mid-air directly covered Wang Qiang's head.
"Die to me!!"
At this moment, Wang Qiang could clearly feel the unparalleled pressure coming.
He felt as if a big mountain was gradually falling above his head, and this mountain was definitely not something he could handle at this time. I am afraid that soon, the whole person would be crushed into a ball of minced meat!
"You bastard, don't fall into my hands, otherwise your life will be worse than death!"
Wang Qiang cursed secretly in his heart, immediately pushed Meng Qingning aside and took out the Hunyuan Umbrella from the storage bag.
"Rumble..."
A huge roar resounded throughout the Immortal Palace, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations continued to spill out in all directions.
The weak man didn't even realize what was happening, and his whole body was blown away. It can be seen that Wei Wuji still used all his strength with this palm, and was about to beat Wang Qiang into a pulp!
Inside the Immortal Palace, billowing smoke and dust were scattered in all directions. Seeing this, Wu Xingyu unconsciously smiled, looking extremely comfortable.
"Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang, no matter how talented you are, if you fight with me, I will still kill you without a burial place!"