Although Qin Cheng's punch seemed to be powerless, the phantom beast should have died from the power of its own sword light.

But in terms of rules, it was Qin Cheng who caused the death of the phantom beast. Although the process was strange, he had to distribute it like this.

Seeing Qin Cheng pulling the greatest breath, it was as good as killing a five-patterned illusion beast alone, many monks' eyes also had a strong look of envy.

Some monks came here for two days and participated in many battles, but they did not get as much as Qin Cheng gained.

There are even a few monks who are also responsible for involving the seven-patterned illusion beast, and they feel a little regretful.

If they had known that the phantom beast was dying, they would have gone to give a punch or a sword.

As a result, the benefits were in vain and cheap.

Among the crowd, Liu Bo is particularly envious.

He asked himself that if Qin Cheng had been replaced by himself, the biggest gain might have been his own.

"Okay, everyone, we have a lot of money to fight in a row, so let's take a break here and recover our strength."

After allocating all the morning star energy, Xu Zhenggang also announced that he would rest on the spot.

"Mr. Xu, after getting so much gain this time, my bronze ring is about to condense the teleportation mark."

"Yes, my mark is only a little short. I guess we can enter the Heavenly Congregation by killing one or two five-patterned illusion beasts."

"I have to thank Master Xu, otherwise I might not be able to succeed so quickly."

Everyone absorbed the breath of the morning star, especially this time the harvest was quite good. Some monks who had been following the Mutual Aid Alliance for a long time felt that victory was in sight.

When many monks who came late frowned when they heard these remarks.

"Several fellow Taoists are about to succeed, but if you leave, what should we do? Is this mutual aid alliance going to be disbanded?"

"Yes, we came just yesterday. If all fellow Taoists left, what will we do in the future?"

Everyone estimated that these old people's qualifications were almost condensed, and Xu Zhenggang was probably about to be soon.

Thinking of this, many people became a little anxious.

Although Mutual Aid Alliance has been established for a few days, they joined early and late. Some people left first, and later they began to worry.

Sure enough, this kind of thing will still happen.

Qin Cheng sat next to him, listening to everyone's discussion, and was somewhat mentally watching the excitement.

If everyone joins differently, the distribution is relatively even, which will lead to the condensation marks being early and late, and someone will leave early.

"Haha, this is a bad word. Can't we still leave after we have condensed the teleportation mark?"

"Yes, everyone, our mutual aid alliance is free to come and go. Are you late and can't you let us leave first?"

When several old men heard this, they sneered and spoke.

Although everyone fights side by side, it is for the common interests.

They have little relationship with each other, and it is even more impossible to delay their own safety for the later monks.

"Then you go first, won't we become chess pieces to be used?" Someone was upset.

"Yes, after everyone leaves, our mutual aid alliance will lose its combat power. The morning star energy we get is not enough to condense the mark, so what's the use?"

"I can only blame you for coming late, how can you blame us?"

"Okay, everyone, don't argue about this, don't worry at all."

Seeing that everyone was about to start arguing, Xu Zhenggang smiled, suddenly flew up and waved his hand.


Chapter completed!