章節 146: Chapter 146 Locking Spirit Hiding Breath Technique in Hand! Killing Murong Chenggao!
"Xian Jiu, the strongest loose cultivator in Jiuyu Shenzhou, gathered nine mysterious fragments?"
Qin Wang looked at the second piece of intelligence, deeply shocked.
According to the intelligence, these mysterious fragments form a mysterious treasure, totaling fifty pieces. Gathering nine pieces can make one the strongest scatter cultivator?
If gathering fifty pieces, wouldn't that be...
This made Qin Wang even more curious and expectant about this treasure.
"Tian Chu Xian Dynasty Patriarch Chu Yunxiao has already sent people to the Wanling Blessed Land."
Qin Wang looked at the third and fourth pieces of intelligence, secretly vigilant.
This must be handled carefully.
"Dayu Xian Dynasty's Luo Xianshan? Unexpected gains?"
The sixth piece of intelligence made Qin Wang's heart stir, thinking that he might visit Dayu Luo Xianshan in the future.
"What? The black-robed girl I saw yesterday is 'Mei Xing'?"
Qin Wang looked at the seventh piece of intelligence and immediately felt lucky.
Qin Wang remembers clearly.
According to the intelligence,
This woman called Mei Xing lost her father immediately after birth, her family was wiped out by enemies, she was hidden by her mother in an ancient well to escape disaster, rescued by a beggar who heard her cries, later taken in by a martial arts sect, and half a year later the sect was destroyed
At the Wanbao Tower auction house, a male cultivator sitting next to her had a stroke of bad luck for getting too close to her, secretly captured by a Foundation Building female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect, and the ending is worrying
Fortunately, Mei Xing was far away from the black-robed girl at the time, otherwise
Gathering Soul Bowl space.
Qin Wang's divine sense had just entered when the 18th King Chu Ping rushed up and kept begging. "Young Master Qin! It's my fault, please, let me go! I can assure you, I will make sure my ancestors won't trouble you!"
"And, I'll give you a lot of spirit stones!"
At this moment.
Chu Ping knew in his heart.
As long as he could get out alive, with his ancestors' cultivation and means, he could find a body to survive.
Even though he hated Qin Wang so much at the moment, he could only plead for mercy.
Chu Zhang's soul looked bleak, standing next to Chu Ping.
"Heh heh. Eighteen Kings, if you had known earlier, why bother?"
"Behave well and be my soul seed."
Qin Wang glanced at Chu Ping and calmly spoke.
After that.
A hint of gloomy fire wrapped around the 18th King.
Chu Ping's soul had to be refined into a soul seed first.
As the sky began to lighten.
Qin Wang and Zhang Fujiang headed towards the direction of Qianli Chasing Soul Incense.
At this moment.
A hundred miles away from Qin Wang, under a cliff.
Wearing a black robe, Murong Chenggao, about twenty-four or five years old, stood with his hands behind his back, looking satisfied as he watched Murong De, who was picking spirit herbs on the cliff.
Behind him stood a slender female cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining.
"Third Brother, our harvest this time is really good!"
Murong Yan looked at his elder brother Murong Chenggao, who showed satisfaction in his eyes.
"Yeah."
Murong Chenggao nodded and said, "It would be perfect if we could find the cultivator who bid against me that day!"
"Third Brother, I believe we will encounter them!"
Murong Yan smiled and said, "When we meet that cultivator, we'll take the things from him!"
"You're Murong Chenggao?"
Just then, a faint voice sounded.
"Who are you?"
Murong Chenggao suddenly turned around, but behind the cliff, he saw a black-robed young cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and he showed a wary look.
He saw.
Standing in front of him, the black-robed cultivator held a broken sword in his right hand and a black bowl in his left hand.
"You're looking for me, aren't you?"
Qin Wang looked at Murong Chenggao and smiled faintly.
Through Qianli Chasing Soul Incense, Qin Wang finally caught up with Murong Chenggao here, and he was also looking forward to it.
Because.
There were fragments of the Barbarian Shield on Murong Chenggao's body.
"Are you the cultivator who bid against me at the auction?"
Hearing Qin Wang's words, Murong Chenggao narrowed his eyes and immediately showed a vigilant look, gripping the spirit sword in his hand tightly.
Murong Chenggao knew.
Although he also wanted to find the cultivator who bid against him for the fragment, he didn't find him first. Now that the cultivator had come to him first, it showed that this person was definitely not simple!
At this moment.
The cultivator who was picking spirit herbs on the cliff also flew down and landed beside Murong Chenggao, holding a magic sword in his hand.
"Young Master, this person is fearless and probably has some means. Let's attack together!"
Murong De stood beside Murong Chenggao and said in a low voice.
"Yeah!!"
Murong Chenggao and Murong Yan both nodded, and all three of them attacked with all their might—knife aura, sword aura, and talismans flew towards Qin Wang.
Just then.
Boom!
The earth beneath Murong Chenggao's feet suddenly cracked open, and the head of a land dragon beast the size of a millstone emerged, instantly biting Murong Chenggao's feet and dragging him into the earth!
"Uncle De! Save me!"
"Ahhh!!! No!"
Seeing his legs being bitten by a terrifying monster emerging from the ground, Murong Chenggao's soul flew away, shouting in terror for Murong De to save him.
"Third-order monster!"
Murong De saw the monster that had bitten the young master's legs and suddenly felt his scalp go numb, his pupils shrinking sharply. He gritted his teeth and bravely slashed at the vital part of the monster, but found that his sword aura only left a white mark on the vital part of the monster!
After this delay.
The monster's mouthparts wriggled, and Murong Chenggao's lower body was already swallowed up.
"Third Brother!"
Murong Yan exclaimed in shock, and his sword aura also fell, but still failed to make a breakthrough. At this moment, a middle-aged cultivator flashed by, and a sword stabbed Murong Yan, who widened his eyes in disbelief and fell to the ground dead!
At the same time.
A cultivator in a gray robe, with a cold and stern face exuding terrifying aura, slashed at Murong De, who was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining!
Boom boom boom!
Murong De was instantly blasted away by the violent force, heavily smashing into the cliff, deeply embedded in it, blood streaming from his mouth and nose, seemingly unable to survive.
"Friend, please wait!"
"All my belongings... I'll give them to you, just spare my life!"
At this moment, Murong Chenggao, with only his hands and above exposed, faced death. He was terrified, shouting at Qin Wang.
"Heh heh. Kill you, and everything you have will be mine!"
Qin Wang looked at Murong Chenggao and spoke calmly.
Just now, Murong Chenggao had just prepared to join forces with the other two to kill him, but now seeing the Land Dragon Beast and Murong Soul two begged, where in the world is such a good thing?
"You villain, bastard! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"
Seeing that pleading was futile, Murong Chenggao screamed in despair and cursed with bitter resentment.
Gradually.
His body was swallowed up by the Land Dragon Beast.
Snap.
A gray storage bag was spit out by the Land Dragon Beast and fell at Qin Wang's feet.
At the same time.
Three souls floated in the air, showing signs of dispersing. Qin Wang's figure flashed, and the swirling vortex of the Gathering Soul Bowl rolled up, collecting the three souls into it.
"Very good! Foundation Building scroll of the Locking Spirit Hiding Breath Technique, obtained!"
Qin Wang put away the three souls, reached out and picked up the storage bag from the ground, and his divine sense instantly penetrated into it.
Not long after.
He found a piece of copper, larger than the Qi Refining scroll of the Locking Spirit Hiding Breath Technique he had obtained before, but similar in material.
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