Chapter 1188

My name is Xu Zhu. I'm nicknamed "reincarnation expert". I don't refute this point, because it's true.

Because the old ancestor was a better man and became a new semi saint, the Xu family trembled with him, and of course, I also got light with him.

Repair the second generation That's what outsiders say about me, but it's also appropriate.

Of course, it's not appropriate, but it's not very important. What I want to say is that as a reincarnation expert, I've never seen a big scene.

It's said that the treasures for cultivation, the ordinary friars working hard and asking for milk from the Lord everywhere, may not get several.

But I'm different. It's a exaggeration to use one to lose the other. But it's absolutely enough. How much is it There's no way. We can't keep a low profile!

But today, I allow myself to feel that my previous understanding is too narrow. It turns out that there is such a fierce place in the world. The treasures are not about numbers, but about heaps and films.

The quality is even. The key is all good things. How good is it? I'm the only one born here. Now I can't wipe my saliva.

Mine, mine, these are all mine!

Whoever dares to fight with me will kill him!

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Here comes the contender.

As Lei Yuxiu said, they can come here, as can others.

Ruan Jing and Xu Zhu did not know what they got from Lingxiao and LEIYU's cultivation. Their eyes were hot and they were not willing to do so. They almost moved their hands.

Think about it from another position. When later practitioners saw that the front door was opened and the three people were collecting treasures wantonly, how would they react?

I'm afraid that they've got their hearts alive!

Scuffle, with the arrival of other practitioners, almost no room for discussion, broke out directly.

At the beginning, Xu Zhu, Ruan Jing and Lei Yu tried to kill the later, but soon they gave up the idea.

Because, in a short time, seven passages in the fog have been opened, and a large number of monks have begun to break into the house.

When he saw that his treasure had been taken away by others, his eyes turned red, but he was not stupid enough to fight with others regardless.

When Ruan Jing can understand it, without the help of little blue light, things will be a bit troublesome.

The poison in the fog, after infecting the soul, will produce a kind of corrosive effect.

The advantage is that every time a certain amount of soul is eroded, it needs to consume the same amount of toxin.

On the bad side, the fog is endless. Unless we escape from it, the toxins will continue to invade the body, and there will be no end to it.

Qin Huan can use his soul power to help Yunshi consume poison, but soul power is different from magic power, and recovery speed is relatively slow without external things.

In the present situation, no one knows how long the poisonous fog will cover. Qin Huan can't take the risk and let himself fall into weakness.

There is only one choice!

Qin Huan reached out his hand and fell on master Yun. A pure soul power was instantly injected into her body.

At the same time, the "old Tortoise" howled miserably in his mind, "master, please pity me. I'm too weak to stand such a squeeze!"

The corner of the mouth took a smoke, this guy said, how to listen to all feel wrong.

Come on, for the sake of his efforts, I don't care about him.

"Old Tortoise" is weak, but even if it is a conservative estimate, he can maintain this weak state and live for decades.

So it's not a big problem to draw a little soul power from him.

For the time being, Qin Huan solved the cloud teacher's problem. Looking at the floating fog in front of him, his eyes flashed over.

First, a large number of treasures were given, and then there was a poison fog. If you don't want to die, you can only use the treasures to save your life If there's no problem in it, Qin Huan takes off his head!

In terms of this rhythm, there must be some tricks in the back. I'll see later.

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Qin Huan didn't see the trick of the owner of the house. He broke into the monks in the house, but something went wrong.

The reason is very simple. No matter how many treasures there are in the house, they can't stand so many practitioners picking them up.

At the beginning, everyone was busy with "harvest". Even if there was a bit of conflict, each sneer would be over.

But with the passage of time, the number of treasures is less and less, the conflict is more and more, and gradually the fire is really generated.

Of course, there is also a potential important factor - covering the fog of the house!

The poisonous fog will damage the soul. You need to refine and absorb treasures to resist it.

No one knows how long they will be trapped here. Even though they have plenty of treasures in their hands, they still hope to get more.

In particular, the monks who enter the house, although their accomplishments are not bad, have some differences in strength and weakness.

The weak are OK, and the strong are more or less willing to think.A common unknown green grass caused the first murder in the house. The specific process is not important. It is important that one party died on the spot Terror is here!

The dead practitioner, whose body was turned into powder, appeared in front of the public with a blood bead the size of a red dragon eye.

No one knows what this blood bead is. Even at the beginning, though surprised, not many people paid attention to it.

Because, as the practitioner turned into powder, his storage and magic weapons were destroyed and all kinds of things exploded.

Of course, it includes all the things he received after entering the house.

A scuffle, blood bead in the process, I don't know who took it.

The matter of the dead did not frighten people. For the dangerous world of practitioners, it was normal.

But in the future, the courtyard under the cover of poisonous fog began to die, and the number became more and more A shadow of terror, covering everyone!

Because, things start to get weird.