"Hehehe, you are the first one to show my trump card so soon.%&*";"

The monk named Lan is no longer as elegant as before, and his whole person exudes a kind of evil aura, echoing the red blood spear hanging high above his head, revealing an extremely wonderful aura.

The surroundings of his body seemed to be twisting. This is because the evil energy is too heavy, which makes the surrounding air squeeze and deform, giving people the illusion.

The monk named Lan licked the corner of his mouth and murmured: "I can feel the strength of your qi and blood. My red blood spear can drink your blood and energy, and the quality will definitely be improved a little..."

Wang Dong frowned. Has the personality of this monk named Lan been twisted by this red blood spear?

"Hehe, go and die. When you arrive at the underworld, you can report to the King of Hell and say that your death is at the hands of a foundation-building monk named Lan Yu!"

Lan Yu's face was ferocious, and with his evil spirit, he was like a ghost and a god. How could he have the heroic power of the gods who came to earth just now? I'm afraid that even the brothers who were in the same sect with him would be shocked when they saw him?

"You should be content to be a very status stepping stone under my feet..."

Lan Yu waved his hand and the red blood spear suddenly burst out. In just an instant, he came to Wang Dong's body, as if he wanted to pierce the sky, pointing directly into Wang Dong's eyebrows, trying to pierce Wang Dong in one fell swoop.

Wang Dong frowned. If this Lan Yu is on Earth, he would be a lunatic!

The space power was used, and Wang Dong disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he appeared directly in front of Lan Yu, slapped like lightning, and the huge force directly knocked Lan Yu ten meters away, and hit a big tree that was embraced by three people.

Wang Dong slapped him very hard and directly knocked Lan Yu's teeth away.

Wang Dong stepped forward, and when the Red Blood Spear rushed over, he smashed it hard, like a green dragon breaking through the air, and the evil aura on the Red Blood Spear was immediately restrained.i^

Um?

Wang Dong was slightly surprised. Can this Star-Devouring Vine absorb this evil spirit?

As Wang Dong's mind moved, the evil aura of the red blood spear was swallowed like a whale, forming a columnar body and absorbed by the star-eating vine. However, the originally majestic red blood spear turned into a bare spear...

Is this what the Red Blood Spear looks like? Wang Dong sneered, and threw another slap at Lan Yu, slapped his cheeks and swollen. The two slaps directly made Lan Yu confused and blurted out: "How is it possible that you have not been eroded by evil spirit..."

Wang Dong slapped Lan Yu again and sneered: "I really don't know where you have the superiority. Do you think that people are your food? You're stepping stones, I'm gonna!"

After being slapped by Wang Dong's few slaps, Lan Yu's eyes were about to break. For him, who has always been arrogant, with the Red Blood Spear in his hand, he didn't take it seriously even for the foundation-building monk of the same level. He didn't expect that he would be slapped in the face today by a monk in the dust-cleaning stage. It's not a moment! This is a huge shame!

Lan Yu put his hand behind him, and with Xuxu grabbed it, the red blood spear that had been absorbed with clean evil spirits was immediately held in his hand by him, and suddenly stabbed forward, as if he wanted to penetrate the sky, and even a dazzling light burst out at the front.

Wang Dong calmly picked it open, the Star-eating vine collided with the spear, the gold and iron clashed with clanging sounds, Lan Yu was no match for Wang Dong at all. As soon as he fought, he suddenly felt like the other party was waving a huge pillar. The huge force came from directly burst his tiger's mouth. The spear in his hand could not hold it at all, so he flew out.

When he was stunned, Wang Dong's little finger had already touched his eyebrows and opened his mouth, but Lan Yu didn't hear what he was saying...

puff!

A black light suddenly appeared and shot out directly from Wang Dong's fingers, sank straight into Lan Yu's head. No matter how strong the skull was, it could not resist Wang Dong's first attack of the sky thunder.

The blood flower bloomed. At the moment before the moment, Lan Yu flashed a spiritual light and finally realized that what the other party said was - goodbye...

Looking at Lan Yu who could not die anymore, Wang Dong sighed, took away the storage bags of the four people, wiped off the remaining spiritual consciousness on it, and looked at it slightly. These people were really worthy of being from the sect. Even those cultivators in the Dust-Direct Period had a small fortune, far from being able to compare with the little five and six who fought back outside Jinqiao Town.

Moreover, Lan Yu's storage bag is richer. Not only are there many small demon cores, but there are even three yellow-level demon cores. In addition, several bottles of pills are quietly suspended there.

The body refining pill was gathered, and the last bottle was only a pill as big as a longan. Wang Dong came from Xiaowei's spiritual consciousness to preach this basic pill. This is the so-called foundation-building pill, a treasure in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.

The foundation-building pill is not difficult to practice, but the key is that one of its ingredients is extremely rare. In addition, there are so many low-level monks, which leads to a shortage of supply of foundation-building pills.

Wang Dong was obviously very satisfied with the ability to obtain such gains from Lan Yu. As for magic weapons, there were more than ten pieces of them together. Wang Dong had a lot of gains in this battle alone.

If you want to be rich, you will have fewer children and more disasters!

This is obviously very reasonable!

Taking everything into his bag, Wang Dong threw down a few fireball techniques, burned the corpses to ashes, and threw the sect tokens far away, and then several leaps disappeared into the forest.

After a long time, a group of people smelled a strong smell of blood. They came over carefully to check and immediately found the golden-eyed beast dead on the ground.

"Mr. Jia is the corpse of the Golden Eye Beast!"

The monk who was exploring the way said excitedly. Although the most valuable eyes of the Golden Eye Beast had been poached, the sharp claws and thick fur could be made into good magic weapons. Even if they were used to sell spirit stones, they could still be worth a lot.

Jia Xu was overjoyed and hurriedly took people up to check it out. Then he quickly cut the required materials, which made everyone retreat quickly. After careful observation, he changed his previous plan and walked in another direction.

"Why did you change your path?" Jia Yuntong asked in confusion.

Jia Xu said respectfully: "A foundation-building monk killed the golden-eyed beast. It doesn't look like a person from Jinqiao Town. We must not be in the same direction as him, otherwise he would probably be killed by him."

Jia Xu has rich experience, but the foundation-building monk he believes is Wang Dong, whom his young master regards as a thorn in his eyes...

This is because Wang Dong's experience is not rich enough. Otherwise, even if he doesn't like the materials of the Golden Eye Beast, he can take them back and throw them to the Yue family. He was the one who heard the conversation between Lan Yu and Xiaofan before, and subconsciously thought that the Golden Eye Beast's eyes were just valuable.

Wang Dong ran all the way, and almost all the monsters he encountered were inequality. He killed them casually and obtained the demon core at a very fast speed. He was probably not slower than others. At this speed, Wang Dong could defeat the entire monks of Jinqiao Town alone...

Of course, the four foundation-building masters among the three major families are to be excluded.

After rushing fifty miles in one breath, Wang Dong did not encounter a yellow-level monster, which made him feel quite regretful. The outer area of ​​the Heiba ​​Mountain is 100 miles long, and there are almost all incomparable monsters. Occasionally, yellow-level monsters will be occupied. But after entering a hundred miles, yellow-level monsters are everywhere, and even mysterious-level monsters are not difficult to see. If it is deeper, it is rumored that there are earth-level monsters that occupy the mountain and lead a group of monsters.

However, Wang Dong will not go deeper. He only has one life. He still has to save this life to save Xiaowei. He rescued the fallen goblins along the way, and then played with a group of fairies. Only then can life be enjoyable...

However, in the long journey of life, waves often arise, and a seemingly unintentional little wave may set off a shocking turbulent...
Chapter completed!