The value of the Fire Crystal Fruit is too high, so its ownership cannot be decided in a short time.
Many people present have even made long-term plans. Even if they don’t get anything else from entering the Cave Heaven Secret Realm this time, it doesn’t matter. If they can get a fire crystal fruit, they can become rich overnight!
While Ma Hong and others were discussing the charter, warriors from the sub-top forces were also arriving here one after another. The leading warrior from the Eight-Armed Pagoda Sect was also at the peak of the Xiantian Realm, and his cultivation level was even better than Murong Bai's.
The comprehensive strength of the sub-top forces is only slightly weaker than that of the seven top ones. They also have the Golden Body of Dharma to guard them. In terms of martial arts inheritance, unless they reach the level of Fang Yaoji, there will not be much obvious difference.
In addition to these top forces and sub-top forces who are eligible to participate in the fight for the Fire Crystal Fruit, there are also many disciples of the big sects who have their own Martial King, but they are also excluded by Ma Hong and others, and they are not allowed to fight for the Fire Crystal Fruit.
"A fire crystal fruit is worth at least 20,000 merit points..."
Xuanyang drooled a little.
"Let's go there."
Wu Molan suddenly spoke.
They formed a small circle before and did not follow the leaders of their respective sects. They just wanted to gain more freedom and maybe get a lot of good opportunities.
Now, as long as they return to the team and the ownership of the Fire Crystal Fruit is decided, whoever gets the Fire Crystal Fruit will basically receive some merit points, and these merit points will probably reach hundreds!
Jing Qing and others were slightly startled, then nodded, explained to Su Han and others, and the four of them returned to their respective teams.
"The geniuses of the top forces are not the same as us. They will remember us if they have any advantages."
A warrior couldn't help but complain.
Su Han smiled and did not respond, but his eyes lingered on the fire crystal fruit for a few more breaths. One piece is worth 20,000 merit points?
Wouldn't it be enough for him to get one in exchange for the Spirit Cleansing Pill?
Su Han suddenly had the urge to regain his true form and go to fight for the Fire Crystal Fruit. As a disciple of the inner courtyard of Medicine Dead Valley, he was qualified to participate in this battle.
It's a pity that a few acquaintances like Dongfang Shuo have already determined that he is a disciple of the Rebirth Sect. If his true appearance is revealed now, there will inevitably be some unnecessary trouble.
If the Great Immortal Dynasty knew that the devil of the Gate of Rebirth who killed Gong Yan was Su Han of the Su Kingdom, Su Han was not sure whether the Great Immortal Dynasty would directly bulldoze the Su Kingdom to the ground in anger because of old and new grudges.
Already.
Until we have the strength to compete with the Great Immortal Dynasty, this secret cannot be exposed for the time being.
"We definitely don't have a share in the Fire Crystal Fruit. Why don't we go to other places to have a look? Maybe we'll have a better chance."
Su Han suddenly spoke.
After hearing this, several Xiantian realm warriors behind him expressed their agreement.
…
One day later.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the ghost monk and obtaining 500 God Emperor Coins!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the ghost monk and obtaining 500 God Emperor Coins!"
The system prompts sound continuously. Whenever he encounters a ghost monk, Su Han will kill him immediately.
After the ghost monk dies, not only can he bring 500 God Emperor Coins to Su Han, but the energy after it dissipates is absorbed into Su Han's body, which also allows Su Han's cultivation to reach the peak of the fourth level in a short period of time.
"In the system's judgment, the ghost monks are indeed different from ordinary creatures. Even the rewards are fixed. If the number is larger, the harvest will also be very good..."
Su Han sighed a little in his heart.
It cost him 20,000 God Emperor Coins to advance to the third level with the Purple Demon Eyes, and it cost him thousands more God Emperor Coins to forge the Mask of Deception.
However, in this day, he killed no less than twenty ghost monks, and the God Emperor's coin exceeded 10,000 again!
"Brother Shi, can't you let us take action? Every time the ghost monk is killed by you, it won't do any good for us."
Finally someone expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Well, okay then, when we meet the ghost warrior monk next, you go first."
Su Han smiled and nodded.
As soon as they finished speaking, everyone suddenly discovered that a temple appeared in the broad field of vision in front of them!
Around the temple, there were more than ten ghost warrior monks standing.
"According to my many years of experience, there must be treasures there!"
Someone said excitedly.
"While there is no one around now, let's quickly clean up the ghost warrior monks around and go into the temple to explore?"
"Very good!"
Everyone quickly made a decision and decided to divide the work. The person who was dissatisfied with Su Han reminded Su Han again: "Brother Shi, leave the ghost monk to us this time."
"OK."
Su Han smiled and nodded.
Several people looked at each other and then walked slowly towards the temple. When they were less than ten feet away from the temple, all the ghost warrior monks turned their heads to look at everyone.
The next moment, more than ten ghost warrior monks all carried green wooden sticks and rushed towards the crowd without any hesitation!
"Hey hey hey!"
Someone had an excited smile on his face.
But as soon as they fought, this group of warriors ranging from the first to the third level of the innate realm discovered that the strength of this group of ghost monks was much stronger than they imagined!
Whether it was speed, strength, or the thick green poisonous mist around them, they all seemed to be in a hurry!
The green poisonous mist continued to erode the innate Qi of everyone. In less than seven or eight breaths, the innate Qi in the body of the person with the lowest cultivation level was exhausted. The poisonous mist invaded and had a close relationship with his skin.
Contact from a distance!
"ah!"
The Xiantian realm warrior let out a miserable howl, and both his face and the skin on his body turned extremely green in an instant!
In less than a few breaths, he transformed into an oni warrior monk! Even a green wooden stick appeared in his hand!
After that, he waved the green wooden stick, joined the team of ghost monks, and attacked his teammates!
"This is...the power of assimilation?"
Su Han was slightly startled.
This method seems to be beyond the cognitive scope of ordinary warriors!
When the other Xiantian realms saw this scene, their faces turned extremely pale, and they all retreated in their hearts!
They thought they could kill the Oni Monk in just three or two moves, but it wasn't until they fought that they discovered that the Oni Monk was not that easy to deal with at all.
Let alone three or two moves, maybe even dozens of hundred moves would not be able to tell the winner. If the fight continues, the innate Qi in their bodies will be completely eroded by the poisonous mist. When the skin is in direct contact with the poisonous mist, it will inevitably
Poisoned, walking into the footsteps of the one just now!
It wasn't until this moment that they discovered that Su Han's previous methods were unusual. When he encountered a ghost warrior monk, he basically killed him with one move. In comparison, they were as immature as children!
"Brother Shi, help!"
Several people fought and retreated, calling for help to Su Han at the same time.
"Are you sure you want me to intervene?"
Su Han smiled.
One of them turned red with embarrassment. He held back the humiliation in his heart and shouted: "Brother Shi, I was wrong! Take action quickly!"
"okay!"
Su Han laughed loudly and rushed into the battlefield in an instant. He grabbed the green wooden stick from one of the ghost monks. His eyes glowed with purple light, almost one for each stick. In less than three breaths, all the more than ten ghost monks were killed by Su Han.
Broken head!
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with a hint of disbelief in their eyes. Only now could they realize how fast and accurate Su Han was!