When Wang Rui walked out of the tent, he saw many monks looking up at the sky in the distance, and he couldn't help but look over curiously.
In the distance, it seemed that in the sky near a certain mountain range, a tornado mixed with lightning was moving back and forth, and strong spatial fluctuations were transmitted from there to the vicinity of the stronghold.
Wang Rui heard people around him talking about how to snatch the treasure after the storm stopped. He also heard someone say that it was the dimensional rift in the treasure hunting battlefield.
This is a strange space, similar to the common point where multiple dimensions meet, so sometimes treasures from other dimensions or other things enter here through dimensional cracks, thus becoming the focus of everyone's robbery.
"Why don't you go over now and take advantage of the vantage point?" Wang Rui heard a demon monk ask. He also had this doubt, so he listened carefully.
Soon, someone around the man replied: "If you don't like your longevity, you can go over now. Before the storm stops, if you get too close, you will be swallowed up by the dimensional storm. By then, you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated."
"Hiss..." Many people were frightened. It turned out that this tornado-like existence was so terrifying.
Wang Rui stood there calmly, waiting for the dimensional storm to disappear like everyone else.
After lasting for about half an hour, the storm gradually weakened and the thunder stopped flashing.
"Let's go!" Soon someone took the lead to set up the magic weapon and take off. At this time, they no longer care about the cost of flying. If they can reach the storm near the earlier, they can get more treasures.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Many monks from all races followed suit, and a rainbow light streaked across the night sky like a shooting star.
Wang Rui decided to observe the first time and not rush to grab any treasures. After all, his main purpose of coming to the battlefield was to rescue Li Xiyue and get what the Shadow Society wanted. At the same time, if there was still a chance, he wanted to get it
He found some space debris and repaired the Soul Prison Tower. As for the rest, he didn't think too much about it for the time being.
He started at the rear, but he also found that there were people slower than him. One of them was a swarthy old man, a human monk. He looked like a farmer, stepping on a hoe and a magic weapon, and followed Wang Rui slowly.
later.
In addition, on Wang Rui's left hand side, there is a tall and burly man with half an animal skin, riding a spiritual beast. Yes, Wang Rui feels that this spiritual beast is different from his Feixue, but
Living things.
The spirit beast is similar to a flying rat, with wide wings. Although its flying speed is not very fast, it does not seem to need to use spiritual power or feed spiritual stones. It only needs a strong man to feed it a few fruits. This makes Wang Rui very happy.
envious.
Finally, on Wang Rui's right side, there was a slender figure wearing a black robe and a hood. Wang Rui suspected that it was a woman, but it was difficult to judge because the figure looked mysterious.
The man in black robe did not control magic weapons or ride spiritual beasts like Wang Rui and the others, but used a rather peculiar spell that allowed her to jump and step in the air. Whenever he fell, there would be a floating wave.
Ice blocks appeared, allowing him to borrow strength to continue moving forward. He was very fast and was the fastest among the four. He actually fell at the back of the team like Wang Rui and others. He obviously had ulterior motives, or was
Out of caution.
After a while, there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy in front of them. It was obvious that those who were trying to seize the treasure had started to take action. As expected, it was unrealistic not to take action here.
Wang Rui immediately lowered the magical weapon, jumped to the ground, took off the Ice Spirit Sword and Shield, and at the same time summoned the Mother Sword in his hand, holding it carefully in his hand.
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After glancing at the others, the old man continued flying as if he didn't care.
The man riding the spiritual beast also came to the ground, glanced at Wang Rui, and then rode his mount into the forest in another direction.
"Hey, where is that person?" Wang Rui glanced around, but did not find the man in black robe with strange movements. At this time, he had disappeared. It was really mysterious.
Wang Rui braced himself and moved forward slowly, following the fierce sounds of fighting in front of him. At the same time, he was also alert to the surroundings in case there was anyone who liked the mantis stalking the cicada.
The fighting ahead was fierce, and they were roughly divided into three groups. One group was the characters who had obtained the treasure and were being robbed early, and the other group formed a temporary alliance to attack this group. The remaining group was just waiting and watching.
Attitude, wanting to pick up the slack.
Wang Rui was surprised to find that the three monster monks, the horse-faced bull-headed trio and the donkey-faced trio, were among the groups being attacked at the moment. The three of them seemed to have obtained some valuable treasure. In addition to the monsters, the other three people
The clan monks are similar to the barbarians who ride spiritual beasts and wear animal skins, and the mysterious men in black robes and hoods. Their characteristics are relatively easy to distinguish.
The idiot trio and the others all have one or two treasures in their hands, which should have been scattered nearby by the storm. Although the number is not very large, there are still more than a dozen pieces, which is enough to trigger a fight.
The number of people in the group that was robbed was more than a dozen, and the number of people in the group that was robbed was doubled, reaching more than 30 people. However, the largest number of people were neutral, and they had hundreds of people.
The overall strength of these onlookers was relatively weak, and they did not dare to easily provoke the robbers, but they were not willing to give up the treasure, so they stayed nearby.
Wang Rui was hiding in the woods, watching all this with a playful smile. He would not show up for the time being. After all, there was no treasure worthy of his interest, unless there was enough reward to make it worth taking the risk.
Sensing a few faint auras in the forest, Wang Rui became even more convinced that the people just now had the same idea as him, and he didn't know who would be the final winner.
There were more than thirty monks who robbed, with demon monks accounting for about half of them. There were only five or six human monks, and the rest were men and women in black robes and wearing animal skins.
The leader is a demon monk, and he is from the wolf clan, one of the four major tribes in the past. Surrounding him are other monks from other small demon clans.
Seven or eight monks have fallen on the ground, most of them seriously injured, and one or two have died.
"You have no chance of winning. Hand over the treasures in your hands, otherwise I don't mind letting you all lie down." The wolf man said arrogantly. His head retained the characteristics of the wolf tribe, which was a wolf head, but one eye seemed
Blind, with blood stains oozing out.
"No, this is what we worked so hard to grab, why should we give it to you?" Donkey Face cursed angrily.
Niu Tou picked up two hammers, stood in front of his two companions, and said angrily: "I am most disgusted with people like you, old Niu. You only know how to kill people and seize treasures. You don't even have the intention of trading. You are a group of bandits. No wonder they were expelled from the four major tribes."
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The man from the wolf clan suddenly felt as if his tail had been stepped on. He jumped up and ordered fiercely: "Kill them! They are a bunch of scumbags who dare to talk back to me. Even if our wolf clan has left the four major tribes,
They are also from a wealthy family, so you guys are nothing, come on!"
Then the clansmen around the wolf clan and other male and female monks who were attached to the wolf clan roared and summoned magic weapons to kill them.
Immediately, colorful spiritual energy burst out, which was quite spectacular.
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Obviously, the power of the wolf men was greater. Although the strength of the idiot trio was not weak, they were unable to defeat the four with two fists. They were suppressed by the larger number of people. Soon, more than a dozen people on the opposite side lay down again.
After a while, there were still Lao Niu, Ma Mian, a few men and women in animal skins and men in black robes holding on.
"Hmph, you are overestimating your own capabilities!" Although more than ten people fell on the werewolf man's side, there were still nearly twenty in total, giving him a huge advantage overall, so his eyes showed a light of satisfaction.
The donkey's face was seriously injured, and he made a sound similar to that of a donkey, which looked very painful.
"Brother, are you alive?" Ma Mian himself was injured, but he could still hold on and asked Donkey Face at his feet.
Donkey Face grunted: "You are about to die. Remember, if you really can't beat me, just give up on me. It's important to save your life."
The bull head didn't reply, while the man and woman in animal skins and the man in black robes beside him were silent, as if they had other ideas.
The werewolf man smiled sinisterly, walked up, controlled a golden light in his hand, and said: "What do you think, do you still want to resist, then I will kill you one by one."
"Brother..." At this time, the two beast-skin men and women ignored the werewolf man and instead released a warning like fireworks into the sky.
Then, accompanied by a roar of beasts, the man with animal skins riding a flying squirrel appeared, and Wang Rui's eyes suddenly froze.
"The mantis appears." Wang Rui said in his heart.
This person quickly came to his own clan, then jumped off the flying squirrel mount, looked at the werewolf man and others, and saw that almost all of them were injured and that most of their spiritual power had been lost. He nodded with satisfaction and said to the werewolf man and others: "
Go away, you have no share in these treasures."
"Who are you? You are so arrogant, but you are just a person, and yet..." Before the werewolf man could finish speaking, he suddenly felt that his height had increased a lot, and then his consciousness was swallowed up by darkness.
Not many people could see how this man took action, but as soon as this man raised his hand, a ball of black energy swept over and directly chopped off the werewolf man's head, killing him with one blow.
Immediately, the remaining monks retreated one after another, and then someone shouted, and then started running wildly.
Another black light struck from another direction, and a sheet of icy white mist froze those people one after another, then shattered into pieces, and then the slender figure in black robe appeared.
"Senior sister!" The man in black robe next to the bull-headed horse suddenly shouted in surprise. The voice sounded like a woman.
The black-robed woman killed all the remaining werewolf men in one fell swoop, including several men and women in animal skins and black-robed men.
Arriving in front of the man in animal skin, the woman in black robe said: "Half for one person, isn't that too much?"
"Hmph..." The man in animal skin was obviously not happy, but he seemed to be very afraid of this woman.
At this time, an old man's laughter came out, which made people's heads hurt. Those who were watching, whose cultivation level was not very high in the first place, all bleed to death amidst this terrifying laughter, and fell down one after another.
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The man in animal skin and the woman in black robe created a protective shield one after another, blocking the people behind them and resisting them.
Wang Rui was lucky enough to resist in the forest. He was not afraid of this sonic attack.
Soon..., the swarthy old man appeared, dressed like an old farmer, with a hoe on his shoulder. He struck at the dead and injured monks around him, and all their storage bags flew out and were picked up by him.