Chapter 425

The death of the old man Dan in goutoushan brought more than 100 Yukong people, and more than half of them were damaged.

The leader died in the battle. Faced with the pursuit of the imperial air in the black wind cave, they fled all the way. They ran for tens of thousands of miles.

But I didn't expect to see a share of the spoils here. What's more, they were shocked by the huge number of nearly 100 million yuan stones.

With the fall of the voice, Dao Guanghua flashed, a crowd of Yukong, surrounded Zichen with the monk. There are more than 50 Yukong, including eight in the later period. In everyone's eyes, there is an endless light of greed.

They are not monks and Zichen, not so greedy, looking at the Yuan Stone in front of them, they are all satisfied. Even if it is a high price for medium grade Yuan Stone, it is also a very terrible number.

"Is it him?" People's eyes, heart unwilling to move from the Yuan Stone, ignored Zichen, looked at the monk, eyebrows are a wrinkle.

Before, the monk and Dade Sanren showed great power and fought against the old man Dan. They could see clearly that they met the monk, and they were afraid. Fortunately, I didn't see the Taoist figure.

Just a monk, many Yukong at the same time, or sure to solve.

"Monk, hand over the Yuan Stone and spare you from death." One of the later Yukong drank to the monk, the only early Zichen was ignored.

"Well, I'll take care of these people for you. Yuan Shi is fifty-five cents." The monk didn't pay attention to the public, and talked with Zichen directly, and was still discussing the distribution problem.

"Are you dreaming? Dead monk, three or seven points is my magnanimity. You are greedy. " Purple Chen Nu way.

"As the saying goes, meet half, last time three or seven I don't mind, this time must be five or five. Besides, I saved you before. "

"If you fart, you'll get three or seven. You can either take 30% or 10% of it. If you have the ability, you can find it by yourself. " Zichen is angry, monk's shameless, let him be very uncomfortable.

This is how the two people negotiate. You come and go, and you talk to each other. Directly ignored the four sides, more than 50 Yukong.

"What's the situation?" Even be ignored by two people, a crowd of imperial air are in a daze.

What's more, there is something wrong with the situation in front of them, which leads to that they didn't shoot at the first time, but narrowed the encirclement.

The situation is a little strange. The powerful monk couldn't be the master of Yuanshi, and he was willing to share it with the boy in the early days of Yukong. But strangely, in the early days of Yukong, he didn't want to give the monk 30% and he was generous.

In this way, it's messy.

The powerful fighting power of monks is obvious to all. Why do they have to be humble in the early stage of imperial air defense? Yes, the monk's present appearance is humble.

There's weirdness, there's a problem!

People feel bad.

At this time, a person looked at Zichen, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "have you found that this guy in the early days of imperial air is familiar with some eyes."

"Don't mention it. I feel like I saw it somewhere. I thought it was an illusion before."

"Good, good! It's very familiar, but I just can't remember where I saw it. "

There are a lot of people open mouth, in this moment, feel purple Chen is very familiar.

Suddenly a exclamation sounded, "I remember, he is not the one who frightens the snake, damned, and finally leads to our idiot."

"Yes, that's him. I can recognize this guy's death even if it turns to ashes."

"It's this wicked, smoking fellow who led us to appear. But isn't he dead? Why is he still alive? "

"Yes, it's that idiot. I killed him by myself. He came with a cold heart, and even the spirit soldiers were broken. But how did he live again? "

They even exclaimed, all recognized Zichen, and each of them was rude. At that time, Zichen almost made them angry.

"What a plan to draw the snake out of the cave. We were all calculated by him." Yukong, the leader, looks very cold. Now seeing each other, he wants to understand everything.

The other party is not desperate, nor is he going to die. All this is intentional. This is a scam. And the purpose is to let the other imperial air advance, and he himself is to feign death, and then take advantage of people's unprepared, slip into the mine vein, steal yuan stone.

Recognize the purple Chen, the vision of numerous Royal sky, all become not good rise, a stream of cold sense surging.

"Four six, four six, four six." The monk's face was helpless, as if he had suffered a great loss.

"You dead monk, have a big dream." Zichen still did not want to, every more than 10% to the monk, he felt in the heart of blood, just like the monk digging his flesh.

But as soon as his eyes were swept, Zichen suddenly changed his attention and said, "four or six are four or six. It's a loss for me to let you bald ass get a big advantage. But then, the more than 50 spiritual precepts are not yours. "

The monk's eyes also swept to the people. After thinking for a moment, he put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I'm a monk. I don't like killing animals. I don't want to take part in this kind of fight and kill that will go to hell. 40% is achieved. "Zichen was so angry that he wanted to kill the evil monk who was full of benevolence and righteousness, but did all the bad things.

Not far away, a crowd of Yukong listen to the clouds, not very clear.

After the two agreed, they began to distribute the yuan stone.

With a wave of Zichen's big sleeve, the light of the road flashed, and he directly collected 60% of a pile of Yuan stones, leaving 40% to the monk.

"It's only 30.5 percent." The monk murmured in a low voice, as if unwilling, but still took Yuan Shi.

Zichen is the rage of gas, he feels that the yuan stone taken away is less than 60%, even only about 50%.

Nearly 100 million yuan stone was collected twice. People are short of bright things in front of them and feel empty in their hearts, which seriously affects their mood. And being ignored from the beginning to the end completely angered them.

"Stinking monk, hand over the yuan stone." Leader Yu Kong cheers.

"Amitabha The monk recited a Buddha's name and said, "this Yuan Stone belongs to the little benefactor, not to the poor monk. If you want to ask for it, just look for him."

When the voice dropped, the monk was far away from home and assumed that he had nothing to do with himself.

The crowd was stunned, and the killing opportunity just surging dissipated again. They don't know why these two people are not friends, and why they became like this after dividing the yuan stone.

"Monk, what do you mean?" People are puzzled. Some people can't help asking.

"The poor monk only wants his own Yuan Stone, and he wants your spirit ring, and you just want to rob his yuan stone. This is a contradiction between you. You can solve it by yourself. I can witness it, but I will not participate in it. Of course, if you want to snatch the Yuan Stone of my monk, I will not The monk said it seriously.

But a crowd of imperial air is messy, what the hell is this situation? It's the same as tongue twister.

People did not understand, did not understand the meaning of the monk's words. But some of the small meanings are understood. That is, he didn't intend to interfere in this matter, and this little boy in the early days of the imperial air was greedy and wanted to rob their spiritual ring.

"Boy, you're tired of living awkwardly. Just in the early days of imperial air, you dare to make our idea. You want to die."

"Are you brave enough to be ambitious, or have you been squeezed by the door and dare to make our decision?"

"Damn it, dare to make up our mind, kill him, and make amends with his Yuan Stone!"

A crowd of Yukong drink, eyes emitting greedy light. You know, the other party just waved, but took tens of millions of Yuan Stone.

Almost do not need to deliberately order, there is royal air toward Zichen to kill, endless killing intention surging.

"Are you just robbing Yuan Shi, or are you going to kill people?" Zichen raises his head, looks at a group of imperial air, face them for the first time, opens a mouth to ask a way, the voice is calm.

"Hum, do you still need to ask? It's natural to kill and rob yuan stone." Someone grinned grimly.

"Can't you just rob Yuan Shi without killing people?" Purple Chen asks a way.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense. Today is your death date." More people grinned grimly, with murder in their eyes.

If the monks say this, they will naturally consider it. But if they dare to speak to them like this in the early days of the imperial air, they are looking for death.

"Well, I see!" Zichen nodded.

"Boy, what do you understand?" In the distance, Yu Kong asked.

"I know I'm going to kill and take yuan stone." With the fall of the voice, Zichen's eyes have the opportunity to kill. After that, he rushed to a crowd of Yukong.

"Looking for death!"

Yukong people grimace, thinking that the other side is simply to die.

But a fight, they will know that it is wrong, the other side is not to die, they are really killed.

"Poof!"

The golden light flashed, and a golden blade flashed by. A Yukong was split in two and his blood was sprinkled. The body fell to the ground, and a ring was held by the other party.

"One!" Zichen opened his mouth and his voice was cold.

"Peng!"

As soon as one Yukong died, Zichen rushed to the second Yukong. In the twinkling of gold, a boxing hit the other's heart, and the next moment a loud noise was heard. The other party was repulsed, his internal organs were broken, and his vitality was dissipated.

"Poof!"

The third imperial air soon arrived, Zichen flashed and passed, and the golden light between his fingers flashed away. After that, there was a high flying head and a headless corpse falling to the ground.

A rest time is not up, three Yukong were chopped, three spirit ring to hand. Everything was so quick and decisive.

"How could it be?" All the people were pale. They didn't understand why they had such a strong fighting power in the early days of the imperial air.

Zichen looks cold and turns into a golden light. In an instant, she flashed by the three imperial air. This time, three people died.

"Six!"

The cold voice makes people tremble.

"Kill, everybody, do your best!" Other royal air, all feel bad, drink in succession, toward the purple Chen to kill.

In a flash, all the imperial air moved. A series of fierce attacks appeared, the brilliant light filled the sky. Each piece of lingbing, huff and puff cold, toward Zichen cut."Shua!" "Shua!" ...

the world is showing rapidly. Zichen is like a ray of light, wandering between attacks.

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