Wang Chen's consciousness has been locked on Pan Hua, and he can launch a thunderous strike at any time.
Snap!
Pan Hua's expression changed, he patted the big chair and stood up, his whole body fat trembling.
"Be bold!"
Do you know who I am?
"How dare a little inheritance disciple act so arrogantly in front of me? What's your attitude?!"
"Do you know that I am in charge of the whole sect trial. Do you want to go to the restricted area or to the boundless sea?"
"Believe it or not, I will instantly remove your sword from the Qiankun Sword Sect?"
After scolding, Pan Hua's eyes widened and he shouted like thunder. Matching his expression, it was quite majestic, just like the thunderous force of a mortal official scolding his subordinates.
An ordinary disciple would be extremely frightened at this moment, with cold sweat breaking out on his back.
"What a big fart!"
While snoring coldly, the figure flashed, and Wang Chen slapped Pan Hua hard on the fat face.
"Pah." The slap was clear and loud.
This harsh slap made Pan Hua spin half a circle in the air, and then he crawled on the ground in embarrassment, with all the fat in his body trembling.
The crisp sound made Wang Chen stunned. The contact between his palm and the fat face made such a crisp sound that he had never heard before.
Immediately, he stepped on Pan Hua's fat face and said coldly:
"If you dare to say nonsense again, I guarantee that your fat head and your body will say goodbye immediately."
Pan Hua was terrified. Although his men were ordinary, he never thought that he, a high-ranking middle-stage foundation-building cultivator, could not even take a single move from a disciple.
He didn't even see clearly how the other party moved.
"Don't say goodbye. If you have anything to say, I will definitely be able to afford my life. Maybe junior brother, you don't know yet, but I have many spiritual stones and magic weapons."
"More than you can imagine."
Pan Hua said anxiously. His ability to assess the situation was extraordinary. At this moment, he had already understood that the person coming was not good, and his attitude suddenly took a sharp turn.
"This is all my property, it's all inside!"
Pan Hua fumbled and took out two storage rings.
Wang Chen volleyed over and took a look at it with his spiritual consciousness. He saw a large number of Yuanling stones, as well as various unknown spiritual herbs and elixirs. The most precious ones were the two monster inner elixirs, although they were only for foundation building.
It is at the mid-term level, but the energy it contains is extremely rare, with a hint of dragon energy coming out.
"This is the Dragon Demon Pill." Wang Chen recognized the demon pill.
The dragon is a rare monster, and the value of its monster elixir cannot be judged by its cultivation level.
If they are refined together in the Immortal Refining Formation, it can even strengthen the body of the Immortal Refiner, getting twice the result with half the effort.
"These two rings are enough to buy two of your fingers. It seems that Elder Pan wants to bring his property to the coffin." Wang Chen said lightly.
Although the wealth in these two rings is astonishing, if it were said to be all Pan Hua's property, how could Wang Chen believe it.
In fact, if he hadn't wanted to plunder this extremely rich fat man, he would have killed him with a sword.
"Don't say goodbye. I remembered it after Junior Brother reminded me. Junior Brother, don't mind. Pan Hua said anxiously, I will take you to the place where I put the baby."
Pan Hua climbed up timidly, for fear of causing Wang Chen to misunderstand, and slowly walked to the big mahogany chair where he had been sitting all year round.
He changed several magic formulas in his hands, and a wave of real power flashed through, and he saw the ground under the big chair slowly parting to both sides, revealing a large hole.
A stone staircase winds down.
The rich spiritual energy in it cannot be concealed in an instant, and it is vigorous and charming.
"Junior brother, please." Pan Hua's eyes flashed with pain.
The two of them filed in.
After walking a few steps, various colors of light flashed in front of his eyes. When he reached the bottom, Wang Chen was secretly shocked.
Rows of mahogany pavilions are neatly arranged like a library, with all kinds of magic weapons, flying swords, jade talismans, demon elixir inner armor, etc. placed on them.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they were at the sect’s treasure trove of the Qiankun Sword Sect.
"Did you plunder all this?" Wang Chen looked at Pan Hua with strange eyes. When the latter heard the word plunder, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded and bowed.
As long as he doesn't die, with his ability, he can still search for it, but if he dies, these things can only be used to benefit others.
Pan Hua is not a person who wants money rather than his life.
But even though he knew this truth, when he saw Wang Chen pocketing the magic weapons one by one, his heart still felt like a knife.
Especially when Jiang Yu in his eyes looked at him with an incomprehensible look while searching.
His smile was uglier than his cry
At this moment, I hate myself very much, why do I have the habit of rewarding treasures?
Every night, he spent half of the night playing with various magic weapons and antiquities, and the Qiankun Sword Sect was extremely safe, so he didn't put most of the treasures into the storage ring at all, but just put them outside openly.
Is there any heavenly principle? Where is this place?
This is the Qiankun Sword Sect!
One of the ten major sects!
Someone actually dares to rob here!
He originally thought that as long as he did not leave the sect, he would be safe, but he never expected that someone would start robbing directly inside the sect.
"What is this?" Wang Chen was randomly throwing some priceless treasures into the storage ring, but suddenly picked up an iron plate from an inconspicuous corner and asked.
This thing was quite heavy to acquire, and there was an ancient immortal inscription written on it. Wang Chen recognized that it was the character Lin.
"This..." Pan Hua squinted his eyes for a long time and said, "I remembered it. This seems to be a tribute from a disciple... No, it was given to me. According to him, it was found in a cave on an isolated island overseas.
It arrived. It seems to have lost its magic power, and I don’t know what its use is. I just kept it because of its age.”
"Yeah." Wang Chen put away the iron plate without ceremony.
Ancient immortal relics are very difficult to find, and each piece may have a rare and magical use.
"What is this?"
Wang Chen opened the cork of a jade bottle and suddenly asked while looking at the red and boiling liquid inside.
Although he was calm on the surface, there was a storm in his heart.
Because the liquid in this bottle was clearly one of the three items that Qionghua sent Shi Mei to take out as a reward at the time when the Immortal Sect was at its ruins.
Although he didn't see it clearly at the time, and the amount of liquid in Shi Mei's hand was ten times as much. But how could something that could be compared to the blood of a true immortal be a mortal thing.
"This?" Pan Hua seemed to be deeply impressed by this object and said with a look of fear on his face: "It is said to be ghost blood."
"Nonsense, ghosts are invisible things, how can they have blood? Don't you realize that this name is too perfunctory?"
Wang Chen said angrily.
"I don't know either, but this was given to me by a pulse master. He claimed to have obtained it from an ancient tomb. At that time, he boasted that there was a giant tree in the tomb, and this bottle was found at the bottom of the tree, and there was an evil ghost.
It protects it, so it is called ghost blood."
Pan Hua said fearfully:
"I once tried to let the spirit beast drink this blood, and the spirit beast exploded instantly. Junior brother, please don't eat it."
He knew that Wang Chen would not eat it, but he still seized every opportunity to improve Wang Chen's favor and strive for a chance to escape.
Wang Chen stopped talking. After a while, he finally plundered the treasure house.
Choking. Mu Ran pulled out a flying sword that he had collected.
Wang Chen looked at it carefully.
The whole body of this sword is as crystal clear as a transparent one. The sword body is inlaid with nine purple gemstones, with a purple aura. The blade is like purple frost, and the sword reflects the autumn water.
In terms of sharpness and hardness, this sword is not inferior to the Six Paths Sword.
"Good sword."
The Six-Path Sword is indeed sharp, but having multiple identities is not conducive to hiding it. This flying sword can be used to hide your identity.
"A famous sword matches a hero."
"This Purple Dragon Fountain is made from the bones of demonic beasts from outside the world. It is suitable for your status, junior brother."
Pan Hua said respectfully, with an extremely ugly expression on his face. He didn't have time to feel sorry for his favorite sword, but he was extremely afraid that the sword would slice towards his neck. This fear made him want to urinate.
"Good luck to you!"
Bang. Pan Hua's eyes flashed, then black, and he fell straight down.
Wang Chen swept out of the cave, restored the cave entrance, and then flew away in the air.
Originally, Pan Hua was asked to buy his own life because of his own words. He would inevitably kill him afterwards.
But who knew that Pan Hua actually had the wealth to buy his life?
Moreover, there is such a fat man who is good at foraging. If he comes to harvest it every few years, it is better than taking the life of that dog.