Chapter 626 Sweeping

Compared with the invading evil spirit sect, the Tibetan dragon sect is obviously much weaker in strength, especially in them, and they can't see the madness and bloodthirsty of the evil spirit sect.

Those evil spirit disciples, whose whole body is surrounded by flesh and blood, and those pairs of red eyes, under this roar, brought a powerful deterrent to the Tibetan dragon division.

Coupled with Shen Dong's strength, as he moved forward, wherever he passed, his body was often torn open by his claw. He grabbed Yuan Ying, who was about to escape, and in the aura of the people around him, he devoured the entrance, bit him and swallowed it.

This scene shocked the Tibetan Dragon Sect and almost reached the limit of collapse.

"Ghost hand Shen Dong!!"

Su Ming looked up at the sky outside the hall on the left side of the suspension bridge and walked forward slowly. His appearance seemed to be invisible to the people around him and let him walk to the hall.

In the hall, there are several great statues. These statues are made of spiritual stones. At this moment, in this hall, there are seven old people who are meditated with a gloomy look, touching each other's hands and connected together. In their center, there is a war oil lamp.

This light is now out, but with the spread of the cultivation of the seven people, it seems to show signs of ignition. Compared with the roar and screams outside, it is extremely quiet here.

"Seven people comparable to the middle period of the barbarian soul..." Su Ming's expression was still flat. When he entered the hall, the seven old men closed their eyes and did not notice it at all. Su Mingxin did not walk, stood next to the three statues in the hall and looked at the statues. A ray of light flashed in his eyes.

"A little waste..." He shook his head, shook his sleeves, and immediately the three statues disappeared silently in the hall. No trace!

When Su Ming was about to leave, he looked sideways at the oil lamp surrounded by seven people and the futon where the seven people sat down. The futon was made of herbs, with a faint fragrance.

"Xunlingcao, this Tibetan Dragon Sect is really rich..." Su Ming sighed with emotion. He knew this kind of herb, and he wanted to sell nearly a hundred spiritual stones. Nowadays, the herbs needed for this futon are about white, that is to say, this futon is equivalent to 10,000 spiritual stones...

"Luxury!" Su Ming frowned. Walking to the side of the seven old people who closed their eyes and meditated. With a big sleeve, the seven people only felt a cold all over their bodies. They opened their eyes one after another in surprise and alert, but then. They were stunned one by one.

The first thing they saw was the magic treasure dragon lamp that they were trying to light, which disappeared, which made them even more appared. The futon woven by the spiritual grass under each of them is also gone.

Finally. When they looked around subconsciously, the seven of them were completely stunned. The body and mind were filled with a chill, because they saw that the three statues in the hall had also disappeared.

After the hall, Su Ming walked, and there was also a hall in front of him. At this moment, the sound of killing in the sky echoed. A long rainbow flew from the earth, and a long rainbow came from the sky, killing, fighting, laughing, screaming, permeating the world.

After Su Ming took a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked down at the floor tiles under his feet.

"How rich is this Tibetan Dragon Sect..." Su Ming squatted down and knocked on the floor tiles. After knocking on the floor, his eyes showed light. His right hand was raised and he suddenly pressed against the earth. Under this press, the floor tiles around him immediately shook one by one, and flew out of the rest Shake your sleeves and put them all together.

Su Ming looked excited. This floor tile is not a spiritual stone, nor a herb, but a dregs of medicine!

Those drug residues are the remnants after the failure of the quenching alchemy. The remaining things are originally abandoned, but there are still some essences in it. They solidify them into medicine. The ground can naturally volatilize their medicinal effects. After integrating with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, the effect is better.

Su Ming's eyes showed fire. Looking at the many halls waiting to go in front of him, his body shook and his footsteps got faster.

In the second hall, there was no one. Obviously, all of them went out to fight with the Evil Spirit Sect. There were a large number of classics here. Those classics scattered soft light one by one. Su Ming glanced at them, took them all away directly, and looked at the bookshelves. After a few steps forward and touched them, he

"Thunderbolt wood... Zanglongzong, Zanglongzong..." When he shook his head, Su Ming was rude and immediately put everything in the hall in the income storage bag. Before leaving, he took a look at the building of the hall again, showing his regret.

"The materials for building these halls are also good, but it's a pity that they are too big to take away." Su Ming said, and his eyes fell on the carvings on the surrounding walls. These carvings were gentle auspicious beasts, and his eyes were decorated with good spiritual stones.

Su Ming immediately took a few steps, shook his body around the hall, buckled all the two-eyed spiritual stones carved by auspicious beasts, looked at the hall again, got up and directly cut off most of the beams of the hall, and then left with a pity.

In the third hall, there were four disciples of the Tibetan Dragon Sect nervously guarding there. They looked up at the sky one by one, with a look of fear. Su Ming's arrival was naturally imperceptible. Even when Su Ming had stepped into the third hall, the four people outside did not know it.

Looking at this hall, even if Su Ming was prepared, he was still stunned and took a breath.

This third hall is filled with countless herbs. These herbs are wrapped in a soft aperture one by one and are still growing. At the same time, there are still many prohibitions in this hall, which guard these herbs.

Obviously, this is the place where the herbal medicine of the Tibetan Dragon Sect is stored. In the past, it will be exchanged, distributed, or rewarded according to the needs of different disciples.

But now, this belongs to Su Ming.

When Su Ming left the third hall, his footsteps were faster, and his body almost turned into a flash of lightning. He went straight to the fourth hall in the distance. On the way, he unfolded his powerful divine consciousness. Under it, his body went away in an instant. Everything that appeared in his divine consciousness that moved him was gone by him in an instant. It was taken away directly.

In the sky, an old man looked gloomy and went straight to the sky. Three people followed him. All three of them were boys, and each of them held a simple sword in his hands.

In front of the old man, there was a handful of dust. He held it in his hand, and the dusty hair emitted bursts of cold air. Take a closer look, what kind of hair is this? It is a wisp of thin and weak hair of ice!

But at the moment when the old man flew into the sky with the three baby guard boys behind him, a cold wind roared by. The old man was stunned and his expression immediately changed. When he turned back, he saw the three confused boys, and the three swords in their hands had disappeared.

"Who!! Who is it!!!" The old man looked angry and roared. Suddenly, a faint voice came to his ear.

"This dust is also good. I want it." The sound was extremely abrupt. The old man trembled. When he turned his head, his dust was gone, and the connection with his wisp of consciousness was immediately interrupted.

In a cave of the Tibetan Dragon Sect, a middle-aged man looked gloomy. On his body, there was a fluctuation of the cultivation of the fairy baby. He stared at a medicine tripod in front of him. He hesitated and raised his right hand. In the last pat, the medicine tripod immediately broke up and flew out of He went to the next secret room of the cave until he passed all of them. After collecting his storage bags, he took a look at the people who were fighting in the sky, watched the monks of the Tibetan Dragon Sect dying in large numbers, and looked at the people of the evil spirits Sect, who had dispersed everywhere, killing and looting fiercely.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and galloped straight to a hidden path not far away, but before he could get out too far, a cold wind came. The next moment, he felt a pain in his head and directly lost consciousness and fell there.

Su Ming showed his body indifferently. After taking down the storage bag on the man's body, he saw a strange place in his consciousness, where there were dozens of people guarding him. What they guarded was an old man with a gloomy look, who was fleeing quickly.

"The best things are often not stored, but will be taken away in times of great trouble..." Su Ming's eyes flashed and walked away.

At this moment, under the scattered people of the evil spirit sect, there were three people, mainly the thin man who had sacrificed blood to Su Ming before, stepped into the first hall on the left of the suspension bridge. The seven old men in the hall were gone. Looking at the empty hall, there was no statue, no futon, nothing, that The skinny inner disciple snorted coldly and quickly walked out of the hall. Under the footsteps of the two people behind him, the three of them galloped straight to the second hall.

But on the way, the three people gradually looked strange.

"Damn it, who is in front of us, knocking out all the floor tiles on the ground and taking them away!!" The thin man looked gloomy and cursed. The two people beside him were stunned for a moment and looked more and more strange.

"I'm so poor... I won't let go of the floor tiles..." The three of them galloped and soon came to the second hall, but after entering, looking at the emptiness, the three of them looked even more ugly.

"Who on earth is in front of us, this guy... he... he doesn't even let go of the eyes of these statues!!" The two people next to the skinny Nei Sect disciples immediately cursed.

"It's nothing. Look at the top." The other man sighed and pointed to the top of his finger. When the other two looked up and saw the hall, after most of the beams were removed, the two suddenly fell silent.

"Catch up, see who did it, and grab some back whatever you say!" The thin disciple gritted his teeth and opened his mouth with hatred. The three of them galloped out of the second hall. When they saw the four Tibetan Dragon Sect who were fighting with the evil spirit sect in front of the third hall, the three immediately looked forward to it.

"Someone is guarding, which means that the damn greedy man did not break into this temple!"

With excitement, the three of them rushed out immediately.