The two Danjie monks were not aware of it for a moment, and because their cultivation was not as good as theirs, they were instantly penetrated by the magic weapon of their own. When they were about to die, they both showed expressions of disbelief. Only then did Wang Chan see each other's faces clearly. It turned out that these two people
They were all monks from Tianque Castle, and they all traded elixirs with him at the Demon Control Pass. No wonder they wanted to kill him so much.
As the two monks who had formed the Great Perfection of Pills took action, the other six monks did not hesitate anymore and started directly attacking the remaining masked men. This kind of thing must either be avoided or never done.
Of course, although they were trying their best to kill the seven sects of monks, they did not give up their attention to Wang Chan.
Wang Chan looked at the battle with a smile on his face. Rather than saying it was a battle, it would be more appropriate to say it was a massacre. Among the nearly twenty monks who were besieging Wang Chan, only seven were from the Seven Sects, and their combat power was comparable to that of the Six Sects.
The comparison was completely unsatisfactory. It didn't take long before someone couldn't hold on and was killed, and then they fell down one after another.
Fortunately, there are no monks from Yellow Maple Valley among these people, so I am not too disappointed.
In the end, as the last late-stage pill-forming monk escaped successfully by burning his essence and blood secret method, all the monks from the seven sects present died under the siege of the six sects! The storage bags on their bodies were also divided up.
The seven sects have lost so many pills, and the Golden Drum Plain may not be able to hold it any longer.
As for the late-stage pill-forming monk who escaped, Wang Chan also knew him. He was from the Hidden Moon Sect. This debt would have to be settled in the future.
There were seven Dan Jieden missing on the field, and soon there were only twelve Six Sect monks left around Wang Chan. They also consciously surrounded Wang Chan and said:
"Now that they are all dead, shouldn't you fulfill your promise?"
Wang Chan smiled and said:
"Of course, I, Wang Han, always keep my word, but this fellow Daoist Luo didn't use all his strength when killing people just now, and let the last one in the Danjie period escape. His performance was really ordinary.
But I have always been a generous person, so I will naturally give you the four Soul-fixing Pills with both hands! There are also other people’s Haoyuan Pills, which are also indispensable. In order to prevent others from snatching them, you should stand farther away."
After saying that, Wang Chan took out a dozen storage bags with strange patterns and prepared for a big distribution. These monks were also worried that their share would be snatched away, so they also listened to Wang Chan.
suggestions, which opened a certain distance.
"Don't worry, everyone. There is a restriction on the storage bag by Wang. We will wait until Wang removes it for everyone!"
Wang Chan was very polite, but she looked a little bit like she was being robbed. If you didn’t know better, you’d think they had an employment relationship?
Soon the "restricted" storage bags were distributed to every monk of the Six Sects, and even the two monks who had just been idle were given storage bags.
"Can't we just give them the elixirs or something like that? Do you need any storage bags?"
The moment these monks got the storage bag, they naturally couldn't wait to check the elixirs in the storage bag, but at this time Wang Chan interrupted them first and said:
"Now that you have got everything you want, let's say goodbye!"
After Wang Chan finished speaking, he was ready to leave. However, before he could take two steps, the monks' expressions instantly changed and they stopped in front of Wang Chan, looking at him as if they were a fool.
A pill-forming person from the Demon Flame Sect directly sent seven-faced ghost flags to form a formation in the later stage, and directly trapped Wang Chan in it!
"My seven-star flag is a top-level magic weapon. Your Excellency, it is only in the early stage of forming the pill. It is better not to struggle, and there is no need to try to use the moving talisman. This formation has the effect of sealing the void!"
Wang Chan said:
"What do you mean now?"
Qian Luo spoke calmly:
"What do you mean? Are you really a fool? Do you believe what the devil says? Hahaha, we only promised to help you kill these seven sects of monks, but why did we promise to let you go? There should be more to you than that.
Right? If you hand it over, we can still give you some dignity!"
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As these people talked, the smiles on their faces did not diminish at all. They made a lot of money today. They killed several of the seven sects of alchemy monks and took away their storage bags. They also got the coveted elixir.
Medicine, there will be rewards from the sect after they return. These things are enough to make them laugh out of their dreams, not to mention that there is still a big fish that they haven’t killed yet?
"After you die, the Golden Drum Plain will be ours, and the entire cultivation world of the Yue Kingdom will also be ours!"
All the monks were immersed in the joy of receiving the goods.
However, when they were checking the elixirs in the storage bag, the sharp-eyed monks quickly noticed that the words engraved on the storage bag Wang Chan handed them gradually lit up.
"What's going on? Did you tamper with it? Why is this storage bag different from others?!"
A monk also sniffed the storage bag with his nose and said with some confusion:
"This storage bag is actually made of seven-star grass? It is a very old seven-star grass. Is it really a luxury?"
As the pictures on it became brighter and brighter, many monks also noticed something was wrong and knew that there might be a problem, but they all unanimously imposed restrictions on the storage bag and were reluctant to throw it away. After all, it contained precious elixirs.
How could it be thrown away like this?
However, what they don't know is that it is their greed that has harmed them.
Wang Chan, who was controlled by the formation, smiled, moved her lips slightly, and said softly:
“Peng!
"
The air was silent. The next moment, twelve lights suddenly lit up in Jinguyuan, like twelve newborn suns, dazzling. Then, there was a huge explosion that merged into one, and the shock wave instantly spread thousands of miles away.
!The mushroom cloud is hundreds of miles high!
The earth shook, and after everything calmed down, only a large amount of desolate and bumpy ground was left!
After a dozen breaths.
"Ahem!
"
On top of the ruins, a figure climbed out of the ground with difficulty. He was covered in blood. One-third of his body had disappeared, and the wounds on his body were still bleeding. Who could believe that this miserable monk
, who turned out to be Qian Luo, the most promising of the generation of alchemy monks from the Qian Huan Sect to break through to the Nascent Soul?
After a while, Qianluo took out the healing elixir and began to heal. Then another late-stage elixir-forming monk came out in embarrassment. It was Wang Yan from the Demon Flame Sect. This monk was slightly better, except
One arm and one leg are missing, but the important parts of the body are protected by magic weapons.
"Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that my first magic weapon is armor, I'm afraid I would have to explain it here today! This injury cannot be healed every ten or eight years. I have been walking in the world of cultivation for hundreds of years, and I can't think of it.
What a brat!"
After a few more breaths, two more seriously injured late-stage pill-forming monks climbed up from the ruins in embarrassment. The four of them were the survivors of the explosion. As soon as these people came out, they only had to deal with their injuries.
To hurt is to scold Wang Chan!
They also didn't expect that they would almost die among a young boy, which was simply a shame.
Qian Luo said:
"Yeah, I didn't expect that the boat capsized in the gutter today. It's no wonder that guy was so crazy that he even wanted to take the rest of us to be buried with him! Now it seems that there is no magic pill in the storage bag at all, right?
"
Several people looked at each other, and they all saw the joy in each other's eyes, and the joy of surviving the disaster. No matter what, as long as they survived, they would pick up the storage bags on the ground after their injuries recovered.
Pick it up, maybe it’s not a loss.
However, at this moment, a voice broke their illusions.
"You guessed it right, the only Dingling Pill is the one I crushed before!"
Wang Chan, who was intact as before, fell from the sky, his breath was stable, and more importantly, there was not even a trace of dust on his body, as if he was another person.
"You are the only ones who want to drag me to the funeral. You think too highly of yourselves!"