Abandoned Daughter Begins to Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 112 The fight for the best treasures

Wu Shang, who was already anxious, started to tremble when he heard that this guy was still there, and was so angry that he almost breathed fire.

It is estimated that if this guy hadn't known what Wu Shang was eager to know by now, he would have been dead by now.

"Speak carefully, otherwise...die"

The monk was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling. There was an unpleasant smell coming from underneath him. When he lowered his head, he saw that his pants were soaked in large areas.

Darling, you are so scared that you need to pee!

Wu Shang frowned tightly and looked at him with disgust, he was really useless.

The casual cultivator took several deep breaths and was able to organize some words.

"I...I formed an alliance with a casual cultivator before, and then I was chased by poisonous bees. I...I saw that her flames were...different from others!"

huh... huh...

It was not easy for him to finally tell the long story short. He had to gasp for breath several times in a row before he could hold back from peeing his pants again.

"Where is she now? What is her name?"

Wushang is even more urgent.

The casual cultivator looked miserable and hesitated.

"We separated after that and never saw each other! So...so..."

"So you're here with me?" Wu Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze shot out, making the casual cultivator feel cold all over his body, as if even his bones were about to be frozen.

When he was passing by, he seemed to hear one of his companions calling her Xia Chuxue. At that time, because there were too many poisonous bees, he didn't dare to get close. He just looked at her from a distance and even marveled at her.

This girl's flames are so powerful, and then she flies away with her sword for fear of being caught by poisonous bees. She doesn't even know where she is going, okay?
"No...no, her name is Xia...Chuxue!"

After he finally finished speaking, he was so frightened that he fainted.

As a result, Wu Shang woke up again after being touched by Wu Shang.

The casual cultivator was extremely heartbroken at this time.

Isn't it okay if he doesn't want the treasure?Please let me go, old man!

The casual cultivator's voice was very low, and he was dragged directly into the air by Wu Shang, so the cultivator kneeling below didn't hear what was said at all. He was just thinking about whether he had seen any monks using it. The flame is rather strange.

They don't even dare to use their mental power to explore. What's the difference between that and seeking death?
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally shook my head helplessly. There were so many people who used fire-attribute spells that I really couldn't think of any that were special.

Aren’t the monks’ flames all the same?Why there is something special? I really can’t figure it out!
While everyone was thinking, they saw the figure in mid-air fall down and hit the ground heavily, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

Wushang directly threw the cold sword in his hand next to the fallen cultivator, and then disappeared directly on the spot.

When Wu Shang took the big sword in his hand, all the monks felt that the big sword was emitting a golden cold light and did not dare to take a closer look at it.Now that the terrifying God of Death has left, the monk who got the sword has obviously become the target of public criticism.

As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other. When they get opportunities, they are also accompanied by mutual killing and robbery, and the long road of being hunted down in the future.

All the monks stood up and moved closer to the casual cultivator step by step, staring closely at the Ling Han's sword next to him.

Someone in the crowd swallowed, and then many swallowing sounds were heard one after another.

The eyes of all of them exuded a wolf-like light, just like a hungry beast seeing its prey.

"What are you doing? This sword was left to me by the Immortal Lord. He hasn't gone far yet. If you snatch this thing away and lose his face and dignity, are you sure you want to die? "

The casual cultivator stood up suddenly, quickly held the sword in his hand, looked at everyone cautiously, and stepped back step by step.

When he was surrounded by monks and blocked his retreat, he quickly pulled Wu Shang in.

The highest cultivation level of these monks is almost the same as mine. The others just seem to have more heads. In fact, there are only a few monks who are at the peak of the late 12th level of the Qi Refining Stage who can really fight with me.

And this kind of monks are the elites of the family, the mainstay of the future, and the three major families unite, but there are only six of them.

Now that he holds the best treasure in his hand, coupled with his years of accumulation and combat experience as a casual cultivator, and his bloodthirsty killing momentum, he is not without the power to fight.

Thinking of this, his heart gradually calmed down. At worst, he would detonate the treasure weapon and die together, and he wouldn't let others pour any benefit on him.

His name is Qian Dao. He has been an orphan since he was a child. With his own hard work and courage to move forward, he has carved a world in this world of immortality that is becoming increasingly thin. At the age of more than 120 years old, he has reached the peak of the late 12th level of the Qi Refining Stage. One step away from building a foundation, and your lifespan will be doubled by then.

Qian Dao is what he is today because of his viciousness and machinations. Compared with these pampered family members, who is his opponent?
With combat experience alone, he can kill monks of the same level as himself.

But now it seems that Qian Dao's words are still of some use, at least they haven't reached the point of mutual destruction yet.

When the monks who were originally like wolves and tigers heard Qian Dao's words, they all froze and glanced around at the same time, for fear that the killing god would come back again.

When Qian Dao saw that the monk had listened to his words, he felt disdainful.

They can turn their hands into clouds and rain, and their state of mind must have reached a certain level, so they won't mind such nosy matters at all. It turns out that they are the little guys in the family who have never seen the world.With just one word, he was fooled into not wanting to take action.

Ha ha!

I am scared to my bones of that god-killing immortal king, but you guys!Hum hum…

He sneered in his heart and held the big sword tightly in his right hand. He heard from the Immortal Lord that this big sword was a top-quality treasure, and he also guessed that he couldn't control it without a certain amount of strength, so he just held it in his hand to show off, and took advantage of these The family disciples didn't react and ran away quickly.

Each of the monks was restrained by Wu Shang's remaining power, but they all still stared at the big knife in Qian Dao's hand and refused to leave.

That is a top-grade treasure. There are only a few of them in the entire world of immortality. They were all handed down tens of millions of years ago. There are no treasure masters in the world of immortality today. At most, there are only those who can create top-grade spiritual weapons. Weapon master.

Who wouldn't be tempted?
However, if they are tempted, these monks still have self-awareness. If they really 'invite' the best treasures to their families, I am afraid it will be a disaster rather than a blessing, and will bring endless disasters to the family, and may even lead to the annihilation of the clan.

(End of this chapter)