695 The silence of a group of monks

"I just don't want to waste effort, but I'm not afraid of you. Since you want to fight, you and I will fight.

The anger of the naive man came up, and he sacrificed his magic weapon with a move.

"Kuntu Xuanzhu! Go!"

Chao Tianzhen shouted fiercely, and a dripping dark yellow magic bead flew in the air, and then suddenly shot at Ye Qin.

This is a fourteen-order magic bead that gathers the essence of the innate aura of heaven and earth, and is refined into a earth-based magic weapon. Although this mysterious bead is only the size of a fist, it weighs more than a million, which is heavier than a huge mountain.

Within a few miles, there is a yellow gap, and everything is stuck in the stagnation.

This pearl is enough to destroy a ten-footed mountain.

Ye Qin did not seem to notice the power of this magic bead. He manipulated eight flying swords to guard the periphery of his body and did not move in place, so he did not react much.

The naive man couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this. Once his mysterious bead hit Ye Qin's flying sword, it was enough to smash Ye Qin's little magic flying sword in an instant. The huge gap in the rank of magic weapons is irreparable, and he will definitely win this battle.

At this time, Ye Qin suddenly looked at the naive man with a strange look, as if he was pitiful and mixed with sympathy.

"What does he mean, pity me? When I knock you down, let's see who sympathizes with whom!"

When Chao Tianzhen saw Ye Qin's expression, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching slightly. The evil fire in his heart surged up, and the magic formula in his hand was played with all his strength. Xuan Yuzhu bombarded Ye Qin without hesitation.

Ye Qin did not use eight flying swords to resist the mysterious beads at all. He withdrew the flying sword, and then stretched out his hand and waved forward. The mysterious pearl suddenly disappeared from heaven and earth. It disappeared completely, as if Xuanzhu had never appeared.

"What's going on, where's my Xuanzhu?"

The divine consciousness of the naive man completely lost contact with Xuan Yuzhu, and his all his strength fell into the air. He was shocked and was at a loss. His magic weapon, with infinite power, has never been collected by other monks.

Ye Qin smiled faintly, and the eight flying swords came out at this time, and instantly suppressed the lost and naive man on the spot.

This mysterious bead has appeared on his Zifu floating island.

In the past, he almost never used such a means to directly collect the enemy's magic weapons with Zifu, so as not to expose the existence of Zifu. But now the monk of Huasheng Temple in the Southern Demon Continent already knows that he has a very strong spiritual treasure, and he doesn't need to cover it up too much.

Under the bombardment of Zifu Purple Thunder, the mysterious bead burst into a large mass of strong local aura.

Such a magic weapon has been refined by the naive people for tens of hundreds of years, and it is difficult to be re-cultivated. Ye Qin didn't use it easily, so he simply converted it into local aura.

Huangfu Binger beside him could see clearly and knew that it was Ye Qin's Zifu that played a role.

Qingqiu Li was shocked and puzzled the mystery.

"Xiao Qing, go and put away his storage bag! I use my spiritual treasure as a bet of winning or losing, so you must also take out all your wealth as the price of winning or losing.

Ye Qin said flatly.

Qingqiu Li had been following him to the Southern Demon Continent in the name of a maid. Now, as a mid-stage monk of the gods, the name of this maid can finally be used. Qingqiu Li is now in the Yuanying period, which is as short as his generation.

"I used to call me Elder Qingqiu, but now I have become Xiaoqing."

Qingqiu Li complained in his heart and stared at Ye Tai, but he still carefully came forward to collect the storage bags of Chaozhenren.

It is still very dangerous to search for the body of a monk.

Ye Qin is reluctant to let Bing'er take risks.

"My mysterious pearls!"

Chao Tianzhen's face was covered with dead dust. After losing his magic weapon, he did not resist. He let Qingqiu Li take off several large storage bags and several accessories magic weapons he carried with him. Ye Qin's eight flying swords were on his neck, and he had no capital to resist.

"This fight is not limited to life and death. I will kill you, and the monks have nothing to say!" But I won't kill you. You set a blood spell and don't disclose to anyone any details before and after the war, everything you saw, including your losses after your defeat. After sworn, I will let you out."

Ye Qin said coldly.

"I swear to the naive man with a blood curse that I will never reveal any details before and after this war. If you violate this oath, heaven and earth will be destroyed!"

The naive man has accepted his fate, bit his finger, and drew a blood spell in the void in front of him. Soon, the blood spell gradually disappeared into his body. If he breaks the oath, the attack of the blood spell will make his life worse than death.

Qingqiu Li handed over several large storage bags and accessories to Ye Qin. "It's good, and his wealth is quite rich. Go!"

Ye Qin looked at the storage bag, nodded with satisfaction, and collected eight flying swords.

From a jungle passage, the spirit flashed on his body and quickly left the blood-eating jungle.

Ye Qin directly transferred the items in several large storage bags, a large number of Warcraft crystals, raw materials, and magic weapons, all to Zifu, which was cracked into aura by purple thunder bombardment.

The five elements of aura clouds in the Purple Mansion were almost exhausted.

Now it has been supplemented a lot, and dozens of large clouds have formed on the five floating islands. Under the action of purple thunder, a dense vitality rain is formed.

Ye Tai's yuan spirit was immersed in the rain of vitality, madly absorbing the incomparable vitality.

"Six layers of the Huashen period!"

In just a short time, Ye Tai's transformation god cultivation soared again, and there was the seventh level of the late stage of Chonghua God.

He needs a lot of spiritual supplements in the space of Zifu. The more the better, but Ye Qin doesn't know where to get such a huge material for a while. And the wealth on the monk is extremely strong. This is the reason why he proposed to carry out a single-to-single challenge at the cost of gray egg Lingbao.

Outside the blood-eating jungle, hundreds of god monks are waiting for the result. Many monks are gathering together in twos and threes, whispering how to finally win the mysterious treasure. At this moment, when they saw Chao Tianzhen coming out with a disgrace, the monks knew that Chao Tianzhen was defeated by Ye Qin.

"Innocent man, why did you lose so quickly? Do you see any treasure in that boy's hand?

A big man in black laughed.

The status of the naive person is quite low, and the popularity is not good. There are few god monks who treat him as one thing.

"Do you want to know what kind of spiritual treasure it is? Why don't you go in and see it by yourself?"

Chao Tianzhen was annoyed when he heard the words.

He didn't see Ye Qin's spiritual treasure, but was plundered and scraped by Ye Qin all over his body.

His several large storage bags, a divine power-level magic weapon, a large number of small magic power-level magic weapons, mountains of Warcraft crystals, Warcraft raw materials, and ores all fell into Ye Qin's hands.

That was his savings for hundreds of years. He suffered a lot of money and was so angry that he vomited blood. The man in black actually laughed at him.

But these things are caused by blood spells, and naive people can't say them.

Even if there is no blood curse, he won't say it.

Why is he such a nephew!

If we are unlucky, everyone will be unlucky together. Everyone will be scraped away by Ye Qin, so that they can dispel his hatred.

Chao naive people stared at the yellow clothes who laughed at him with hatred and said contemptuously, "How capable are you? If you have the ability, you can get the spiritual treasure! I don't think you'll go anywhere."

"Well, let me go in and have a look. There are a few costs for Ye Zhenren. It can defeat you so quickly."

The big man in black did not hesitate, mocked, and rushed into the blood-eating jungle.

The monks of the gods continued to wait.

Innocent people sneered, found a place to sit on the floor and sat here waiting to see a good show.

Soon, only half an hour passed.

The big man in black came out of the blood-eating jungle with a calm face.

"Thunderfire, what's the situation!"

"How did you lose?"

"It's hard to say that you're defeated?"

Immediately, several monks came forward to inquire.

The big man seemed to be dumb at this time. Without saying a word, he found a place to sit down silently, shook his head and didn't know, and didn't say a word. His face was almost dripping with water, and his grievance was nowhere to say.

"What's wrong with him?"

The monks of the gods were surprised one after another.

Looking at the look of the thunder and fire man at this time, he has long been arrogant. He went to the blood-eating jungle to challenge Ye Qin and should have encountered the same setback as the naive man. He was defeated in a very short time, but he was not injured, and did not consume much energy and mana. It's strange to lose.

"Of course he lost... As for how he lost, hum, you will know naturally when you go in and fight. Leihuo Zhenren, can you still laugh now? You laughed at me before! It seems that your ability is nothing more than that!"

The naive person sneered.

"You! Why didn't you sarcasm before? The man in black stared at the naive man angrily.

But he immediately thought of something and swallowed the following words. He was forced to swear a blood curse and not to reveal anything about the war. The same should be true for naive people, and they can't explain the situation to others.

The big man now understands why the naive people were so angry before. If it were anyone, he would be defeated inexplicably and robbed and lost a lot of money for decades or hundreds of years. I'm afraid it would be very uncomfortable to suffer such a blow.

The gods monks are all the top monks who dominate the Southern Demon Continent, and they don't believe in evil.

The strength of the naive and the real person of Leihuo is low, and it's okay to lose. Naturally, the god monk with more powerful combat power entered the blood-eating jungle and continued to challenge Ye Qin to seize the spiritual treasure.

In just a few hours, more than a dozen monks entered the jungle one after another.

When they enter, they are almost all arrogant, or they are absolutely confident that they can't lose.

But when they came out, they were all depressed. There were no more bold words, but silent.

These defeated monks occasionally looked at each other, and they actually felt surprisingly cordial, with a feeling of "pity for each other. That's right. We feel sorry for each other. The defeat itself is very humiliating. As a god monk, it is a shame that the large amount of money in his magic weapons and storage bags have been looted by others. Fortunately, they are all ashamed and hurt their money, and no one has the right to laugh at anyone.

The defeated Huashen monks did not remind those monks who had not yet entered, but gloated and looked at the Huashen monks who went in, waiting for a while to have another guy with the same bad luck.