Chapter 527

The old man surnamed Lu really doesn't know that the wooden mandrill still holds two human friars in his hand?

Of course not!

He Qiqiang, a monk on the ninth floor of Yuanying, had great divine knowledge. As early as hundreds of miles away, he found Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian.

However, he has practiced for thousands of years, and he has seen countless things about life and death in his life. How can he care about the death and life of two strange younger monks?

Therefore, after hearing Mu mandrill's threatening words, he smiled and restrained.

"It seems that you want to die!"

The low voice came from his mouth, which made Mu mandrill's face suddenly change wildly.

"Wait a minute!"

"Elder, you have to think clearly. Is it really worth losing a talented descendant with [Qianyang treasure body] in order to lose his next cheap life?"

The wooden mandrill's face was full of anxiety and fear, and his voice was trembling.

In order to live, it can turn itself into a man without man and a demon without demon. It can be seen how afraid it is of death.

Now the words of the old man surnamed Lu seem to kill him regardless of the safety of the "hostage" in his hands. How can he not be frightened.

Qianyang BaoTi?

The old man surnamed Lu looked so surprised that he glanced at the blue tripod in the mandrill's hand.

When he found Zhou Yang, they had been captured and bound by wooden mandrills, but he didn't see the "Qianyang real fire" burning on Zhou Yang.

At this time, when he heard Mu mandrill's words, his mind flashed. He couldn't help thinking of the news sent to him by a new brother of Yuanying friar in the sect decades ago.

"It's rare in the world to have two monks with [Qianyang treasure body] at the same time. Shouldn't the little guy in the wooden mandrill's hand be the one selected by younger martial brother Qingyang for me?"

"In that case, I really can't help it!"

The old man surnamed Lu had a flash in his mind, but his face was suddenly cold. He looked at Mu mandrill with a sneer and said:

"Genius? I'm afraid you've made a mistake. I'm not looking for you to save a genius, but you took a treasure that doesn't belong to you! "

"Don't talk nonsense. If you don't want to die, hand over the treasure right away. I don't have the patience to grind it down with you!"

While he was talking, the figure behind Mu mandrill flashed, but the white robed friar surnamed Yin also caught up.

Wooden mandrill saw this situation, and his face looked ugly again.

His mind turned. While thinking about whether the words of the old man surnamed Lu were credible, he asked, "I don't know what kind of treasure you're talking about, sir. Can you elaborate? If you really have the treasure you said, you should give it to me! "

"Well, are you talking to me about terms?"

The old man surnamed Lu's eyes sank, and a huge momentum and pressure suddenly pressed on the wooden mandrill, making his body tremble and his face sweat.

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I have this intention, I just..."

It was sweating and trying to explain that it had absolutely no intention of talking about conditions.

But before his words were finished, the monk surnamed Yin who rushed to the back suddenly interrupted: "no matter what you mean, now hand over all the storage rings in your hand and let us search them one by one, otherwise we can only kill you first and then look for them slowly!"

Hand in all storage rings?

The wooden mandrill's face changed. He shook his head and said, "it's impossible!"

Then his eyes flashed fiercely, and his tone suddenly said, "I don't care if you're here to save people or to find treasures. If you don't agree to my conditions, I'll kill people and destroy the storage ring. No one can get benefits if you shoot and scatter!"

It is also an old monster that has lived for thousands of years. In terms of the age of life, it is longer than the nine layer monk Yuanying, an old man surnamed Lu. How can you easily believe the words of the old man surnamed Lu and the monk surnamed yin.

Although it can't judge why they came, just like what it said, whether it's saving people or asking for things, as long as it doesn't promise to let it go, it can instantly kill Zhou Yang and his two people in the cyan Baoding, destroy the storage ring in his hand, and shoot it twice.

"You want to die!"

The old man surnamed Lu was angry and waved his hand. A red and gold flying sword appeared in front of him. Judging from the smell from the red and gold flying sword, it was a precious six level top-grade magic weapon!

"Master Lu, calm down!"

As soon as the monk surnamed Yin changed his complexion, he quickly made a plea.

Then he looked coldly at the mandrill and said, "I'll give you one last chance and hand over the [bright eye] of our door right away. In this way, I can ask senior LU to spare your life, otherwise..."

He didn't say what would happen otherwise, but mandrill already understood what he meant.

"Is this the eye of light you said?"

As soon as the wooden mandrill lifted his hand, a white pearl appeared in his hand.

There are many treasures in its hands, but it can be related to the word "light". It first thought of this treasure that has just arrived.

Although it didn't see its origin, it knew that it was no less precious than the sixth order magic weapon. Therefore, after hearing the words of friar Yin, it believed that they came for the treasure, which made it a little relieved.

If the old man surnamed Lu only came for the treasure, the thing that it tortured Zhou Yang was not a thing.

He used to be a Yuanying friar. Of course, he understands that Yuanying friars are superior and indifferent to life. He doesn't think that the old man surnamed Lu, a nine storey friar of Yuanying, will want to "walk on behalf of heaven" and save people's lives because he tortured two strange human friars.

However, at this time, an accident occurred.

The monk surnamed Yin said something in his mouth. Suddenly, his hands were sealed and pointed at the mandrill. The White Pearl held in his hand suddenly became bright, released boundless brilliance and shrouded it in it.

Illuminated by the white light, the black hair on the mandrill and its body burned and melted like a candle.

It screams!

It fought desperately!

It tried to urge Qingse Baoding town to kill the two of Zhou Yang!

But it can't do anything!

The power of white brilliance is far beyond its imagination.

Finally, it just screamed for less than three breath, and was burned into a pool of ashes by the boundless brilliance, leaving only a bluish black fist size crystal, as well as the storage ring and several magic tools in its hand.

"Is this the power of the seventh order immortal instrument [eye of light]? Sure enough! "

"Master Guangming Zhenjun is worthy of being the strongest friar born in our spiritual world!"

The old man surnamed Lu looked at the white pearl that had been received by friar Yin, and his face was full of amazement.

He also has a seventh order fairy weapon.

But it is also a seven level immortal weapon, and the product level is also high and low.

The seven rank immortal weapon in his hand is just a seven rank inferior magic weapon.

The magic weapon of "eye of light" is a real seven level middle-class magic weapon!

Although it is only a small order difference, the difference between a small order and a seventh order is even greater than that between a sixth order and a seventh order!

If he hadn't asked for a friar surnamed Yin, if he hadn't known that the light attribute magic weapon "bright eye" couldn't exert much power even in his own hands, he might not be able to resist greed and rob the treasure.

"The elder master is really a genius. Unfortunately, our descendants are incompetent. Even the inheritance treasure made by his immortal body has been lost. It's really a shame to the elder master!"

"Fortunately, with the help of the grandmaster, Yin finally found the inheritance treasure of his family that had been lost for many years. After his death, he finally had the face to see the grandmaster!"

The monk surnamed Yin looked excited and held the Pearl in his hand. He was not modest at all. He took all the photos of the old man surnamed Lu.

He's really excited.

Finding the other half of the "eye of light" is not only as simple as getting him a complete seven level middle-class magic weapon, but also very helpful for him to go back and take over the position of the leader of the great bright fairy palace in the future.

Fortunately, although he was excited, he didn't lose his reason. He soon raised his hand and collected the jewels in his hand. Then he bowed to the old man surnamed Lu and said, "I can find the inheritance treasure of our school this time. Thanks to the help of Master Lu, I'm grateful. I won't forget it in my life. Please accept my worship."

Then he bent down and gave a deep salute to show his thanks.

"Taoist Yin, you're welcome. I only want that thing. As long as Taoist Yin can help me finish it, what's such a small thing!"

The old man surnamed Lu smiled calmly and didn't care much about the thanks of friar Yin.

Then he reached out and grabbed the green tripod left by the wooden mandrill after his death.

"Huh?"

The eyebrows trembled. The old man surnamed Lu had wanted to release the two of Ding Zhong and Zhou Yang, but he couldn't help but give up.

Seeing this, friar Yin asked with concern, "why did Master Lu frown? Is there anything I can do for you? "

"Nothing. Let's wait here for a few days. Lu still has some things to deal with."

The old man surnamed Lu shook his head slightly. Even if he threw the green tripod aside and put a layer of border prohibition, he sat down and meditated with his eyes closed.

Seeing this scene, friar Yin's eyes flashed, and he didn't ask any more questions. He sat down and refined the newly acquired inheritance treasure of the sect.

So after three days, the old man surnamed Lu suddenly bent his fingers to the blue Baoding and hit a magic power on the Baoding, and the lid of the Baoding flew with a loud noise.

At the same time, Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian, trapped in the tripod for several days, also took the opportunity to fly out and fall outside the tripod.

Zhou Yangfei came out of the blue Baoding. When he saw the old man surnamed Lu and the friar surnamed Yin outside, his pupils narrowed, and he quickly pulled Jiang Fengxian behind him like a conditioned reflex.

The old man surnamed Lu looked at his action and couldn't help feeling a burst of laughter.

Jiang Fengxian looked at the man's back with complex eyes and mixed feelings in her heart.