Chapter 2618

"A lot of inferior Xianjing."

"Grab it!"

"Boom boom!"

A faint sound of madness came, followed by a violent roar.

Obviously, the top treasures appeared over there, and the monks there began to snatch them.

Wang Fan felt the scene, where there was hesitation, directly turned his body, and rushed to the past.

He came here to look for chance. Now that chance has appeared, if it doesn't pass, it's a fool.

As for the treasures on the map, anyway, the map is on you, and it's still unknown if there are any treasures. It's the same with going later.

Just a dozen breaths, Wang Fan has rushed to that area.

In the eye, is a huge Canyon, below the canyon, there is a huge jade pool, and in that pool, there are countless fairy crystal.

The fairy crystals are mellow and crystal clear, emitting a strong aura, which makes people look cool.

At this time, by the side of the Jade Pool, countless friars were fighting wildly together. All kinds of magic weapons roared and attacked each other, which was very tragic.

Wang Fan had a rough look. The number of friars in the scuffle was at least three or four hundred. Their attacks were aimless. Almost every friar around him was an enemy.

On the ground, there were countless corpses falling down, and the blood stained the earth red.

In addition, there are still a lot of monks are crazy to come here, constantly join the fight.

Of course, there are also some people who hide on the edge and dare not approach the scene of such a battle.

Wang Fan also did not join the fight, he was thinking about how to get rid of Xianjing.

You know, although most of the fighting monks are in Zunjing, they still have seven or eight strong men in Shengjing.

If he just rushes to snatch Xianjing and causes everyone's siege, it is estimated that there will be only one dead word in the end.

"Stop it all. There are so many Xianjing. Everyone should distribute according to their strength!" A rage suddenly came from a distance, followed by a middle-aged man with a dark face.

The middle-aged man's whole body is full of powerful momentum, and his cultivation has reached the three levels of the holy land of terror.

All the people felt the terrible smell of the middle-aged man. Their faces could not help changing. They stopped working and all turned to look at the middle-aged man.

Although the three-tier strongmen in holy land are not enough to frighten so many of them, it will be bad if more three-tier strongmen come later.

"It turned out to be Mr. Peng Yuan. I don't know what his opinion is?" One of the first people on the second floor of holy land came out and looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Peng Yuan? He is Peng Yuan, the murderous sanxiu Peng Yuan? "

"I didn't expect that the devil would appear here. It seems that we can't even drink soup."

When people heard the taboo of the middle-aged man, they could not help shaking one after another, and even there was a strong fear in many people's eyes.

Peng Yuan, a famous ruthless in the neighborhood.

Although his cultivation has only three levels of holy land, he can easily kill the general four levels of holy land. Even if he meets the five levels of holy land, he can walk away easily.

This man is cruel and murderous.

As long as you dare to offend him, even if you just say a bad word about him, he will try his best to kill the whole family.

Once upon a time, there was a monk on the fourth floor of the holy land who couldn't stand Peng Yuan's ruthlessness and said, but the end was extremely miserable.

Not only he himself was killed, but even his family was killed by Peng Yuan. Even the old, children and women were not spared.

"There are only so many Xianjing, and now there are still monks coming, so I suggest that we quickly divide Xianjing and leave."

"As for how to distribute it, it's very simple. I just used my mental energy to scan these fairy crystals. There are about 10000 of them. There are only 327 friars here. "

"Among the 327 monks, there are 10 in the Holy Land and 317 under the holy land."

"So I suggest that the friars of holy land, 500 for each, 16 for each under the holy land. What do you think of the extra, 10 of our holy land will be divided equally again?"

Whoosh, whoosh!

When Peng Yuangang said this, more than ten monks came running and landed not far away.

Peng Yuan glanced at the ten monks and said coldly, "give you three breaths and get out now, or we'll kill you together."

After hearing Peng Yuan's words, the ten monks' faces suddenly changed, but in the end they didn't dare to say anything more and left in ashes.

There are three hundred and twenty-seven monks, including ten holy places. If it is a mass of loose sand, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But if these people are united, even if they are strong on the sixth and seventh floors of the holy land, they will be afraid of one or two, let alone them."Well, let's listen to elder martial brother Peng Yuan."

"Yes, that's how we distribute it!"

When the 327 friars heard Peng Yuan's words, even if they felt uncomfortable, they did not dare to say it at this time. They could only agree.

I can't help it. I respect my strength.

At this time, if they were against Peng Yuan, they would be looking for death.

"Well, I'll start now." Peng Yuan nodded and was about to say that the distribution would start now, but a discordant voice suddenly came out, "and so on."

Shua, Shua, Shua.

In a flash, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Fan, but Wang Fan's face did not change at all.

He said without changing his face, "I'm also a monk in holy land. You don't seem to count me in, do you?"

Even if Wang Fan knew that it would cause discontent to stand up and speak at this time, he had to stand up and speak.

There's no way. There's a big gap between 500 and 16 fairy crystals.

He was a little depressed. He was depressed that Peng Yuan came too fast.

If Peng Yuan came a little later, maybe he would be able to find a way to get most of the fairy crystals out of the Jade Pool.

Unfortunately, Peng Yuan didn't give him a chance at all.

And this Peng Yuan is also a character, even a few words to control the scene of this chaotic situation, it can be seen that this person is absolutely not simple.

When Peng Yuan heard Wang Fan's words, a murderer appeared in his eyes. However, when he noticed Wang Fan's breath, the murderer immediately disappeared.

Just now, he didn't feel that Wang Fan was a monk in holy land, which is absolutely strange.

"Then you will share 500 pieces, and the others will be distributed according to the original allocation." He held back the idea of killing Wang Fan immediately and said without hesitation.

Even if you want to kill Wang Fan, you have to wait until you get Xianjing. Peng Yuan doesn't want to make trouble at this time.

After all, although his cultivation is the strongest here, it's only temporary. Once there are stronger people coming, his distribution plan will be even worse.

"Good." Wang Fan nodded, as if he didn't notice Peng Yuan's murder at all.

However, he just nodded, his face suddenly changed, and then a crazy flash rushed to the distance.

Almost at the moment when he just rushed out, Peng Yuan and others' faces also changed and began to run wildly.

Boom!

With a bang, a terrible aura fell from the air. With just one slap, nearly 200 monks fell on the spot.

Immediately after, a cold hum of disdain came, and a white browed man had already fallen here.

"Just a group of mole ants, also want to take away immortal crystal, it's just a dream, get out of here for me!"

Wang Fan looks at this person, eyelid jump: holy land six!