Shen Lang laughs: "I didn't know what the treasure was before. Since it's a powerful magic weapon, I must have snatched it."

"How dare a shameless man rob my son's things?" Bai Ziren is furious and yells at Shen Lang.

"Don't talk nonsense! What has become of you in the temple of man? The treasure can only be obtained by those who have the ability. If you don't accept it, just grab it! " Shen Lang's eyes are dark and cold.

"You!" White son benevolence is furious.

"Roar!" Shen Lang's bony puppet's jaws closed and hissed.

Frightened by the pressure of the dead puppet, Bai dare not act rashly.

Shen Lang has the strength to defeat the sword without trace. With such a powerful puppet, none of the monks dare to come forward to seize the liuliyao Qin in Shen Lang's hands.

Seeing Bai Ziren's angry appearance, he was a little cool in Wuwen's heart. He was always disgusted with Bai Ziren, a strange guy.

"Young master Shen, I would like to pay a high price for this Yao Qin magic weapon. If the childe wants to, the little girl can offer 55 thousand Lingjing to buy this treasure for our cold moon palace. " Yuecailing bowed slightly to the waves and said respectfully.

"What, fifty-five elements of Lingjing?"

"By the way, the Moon Palace is really rich."

"The Yao Qin of the glaze seems to be a magic weapon with wood attributes. There are several senior elders in the Cold Moon Palace who practice wood attribute skills, which may be useful to them. "

Several friars talked about it.

Although the treasure was taken away by Shen Lang, which made them a little annoyed, after all, the strength of others was there, so they could not refuse to accept it.

As soon as you enter the Manshen temple, you can speak only by your strength.

"Fifty five elements of Lingjing?" In fact, Shen Lang is not sure whether the price is reasonable.

When Shen Lang first entered the wild land, he had a very low concept of currency. He only knew that the five element Lingjing was a high-level currency.

Judging from the faces of all the people, the price of yuecailing should be reasonable. I think yuecailing needs this treasure very much.

Shen Lang first looked at the glazed Yao Qin for a while. It can be judged that this thing is obviously not a magic weapon for protecting and escaping life.

The emerald green jade on the zither has a strong wood attribute, which may be a kind of wood attack magic weapon.

The magic weapon with five elements attribute can only be most effective if it is matched with those who build immortals above the foundation period.

However, the nirvana martial arts, which cultivates the yuanlingli, is weak in the five elements. Even if the wave breaks through the nirvana period, it can't exert much power.

In short, although the Yao Qin is precious, it is not very useful for Shen Lang.

Shen Lang steps forward slowly, and Su Ruoxue and the dead bone puppet follow him closely.

"Miss Yue, this Yao Qin is for you. It's the kindness before I return it. Thank you for saving my life. " With a faint smile, Shen Lang hands the liuliyao Qin to yuecailing.

Before yuecailing, he gave himself a healing pill at the end of the first pass. Thanks to that pill, Shen Lang could wake up. He owed yuecailing a favor.

"Thank you, Miss Yue. Take this." Su Ruoshi said with a smile.

Yuecailing is slightly stunned. The five element magic weapon is extremely precious. How could Shen Lang give her such a precious treasure?

A few monks around are also stunned. Is Shen Lang too generous? It's such a precious treasure. It's just a gift.

"Here Before the little girl, she was only able to help her. I feel sorry for the kindness of young master Shen. He should accept the fifty-five elements of Lingjing. " Yuecailing's face is slightly red, a little embarrassed.

"No, I don't like to owe others." After Shen Lang sent out the Yao Qin, he waved.

Seeing Shen Lang's normal face, Yue Cailing's bright eyes flashed and said with a smile: "that little girl is better to be obedient than to be respectful. Mr. Shen's great kindness is remembered."

Shen waves nodded slightly, then walked away with Su Ruoxue.

Yue Cailing looks at Shen Lang a few more times. This man is really different.

White son benevolence's face on one side is as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stares at Shen Lang with his venomous eyes.

Shen Lang doesn't take care of Bai Ziren at all, but meditates with Su Ruoxue at the side of lingchi.

Soon, a curtain of light flashed around, and a black pagoda appeared in front of everyone.

The black pagoda, like a big mountain, goes straight into the sky. It has just 101 floors, and its momentum is amazing.

It is several times larger than the linggong tower of shenlang.

"This is?"

"It's the Wushen Tower!"

"At last!"

Looking at the huge Pagoda in front of them, all the friars' eyes were excited.

According to the legend, if we break through the last floor of Wushen tower, we can get the inheritance of Wushen.

But the legend is the legend after all. No one has ever reached the 101st floor of Wushen tower in the history of the wild land!

There was also a touch of unspeakable excitement in his eyes, but soon there was a trace of loss.

Wushen tower is near, but he can't break it. He suffered a lot from the fight with Shen Lang before. He was weak and exhausted. His strength did not exist.

This state is impossible to challenge the Wushen tower.

It is said that the Wushen tower is a large-scale fighting checkpoint. There are a large number of powerful puppet monsters in each floor to block the way. Only when the last floor is reached, can the clearance be calculated.

It is worth mentioning that wushenta is the fifth pass, and no one in the wild land can pass the fourth pass in history.

Although the heart of sword without trace is lost, it is not so lost. His trip is full of experience. It is almost impossible for him to obtain any kind of God inheritance.

The monks entered the mountain gate and walked towards the towering pagoda of Wushen.

Only the monk who had been bitten by the unicorn Python had given up and stayed in situ to meditate and recover. The test ahead is more and more difficult. There is a great chance that he will die. The friar knows his own way.

Wushen tower is huge and amazing, but the entrance at the bottom of the tower is a small door.

Nine monks walked into the door of the Wushen tower. At a glance, it was dark and empty. This is the first floor of the Wushen tower.

"Fourth, test." A heavy voice was heard by the monks.

"Test?" As soon as Shen Lang's eyes lifted, it was a little unexpected.

All of a sudden, the hall on the first floor suddenly lit up with a golden light, and a picture appeared, floating in the air.

The scrolls on both sides of the scroll unfolded gradually.

"This is..." Shen Lang's face was shocked when he looked at it.

The picture above shows a battlefield. A tall man in green robes is holding a huge axe and killing constantly. The body like a tower is shining like a god of war.