The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 120 Make a deal
When the small-eyed monk raised his hand, a golden light flew out from his palm and flew towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned out to be a paper crane!
"I have already notified the sect master that reinforcements will arrive soon. Even if you break through this triangular killing formation, once the reinforcements arrive, you will never be able to escape!" The small-eyed cultivator knew that Zhao Wuji was thinking about how to break through the formation , but he didn't expect that there is a holy magic weapon spirit called Suixing in Zhao Wuji's body, and it has already begun to break the formation!

"Your sect master? Hmph, can he do anything to me when he comes?" Zhao Wuji said coldly.

"Perhaps we can't defeat you with our sect master's cultivation, but our sect master has a magic weapon in his hand. As long as he arrives, you will be hard to fly!" Another cultivator who turned into an infant said proudly.

"Try to distract them. Although I broke the formation with the power of the spirit weapon, it feels weak to talk nonsense to them, but if they find out and warn them, it will take a lot of effort!" Suixing told him solemnly.

Zhao Wou-ki nodded, suddenly the light in his hand flashed, and a magic weapon in a porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.

The whole body of this magic treasure is like white jade, with white clouds carved on it, and a faint luster flowing on it, one can tell that it is not ordinary.

"Don't waste your efforts, even if you take out any magic weapon, you won't be able to escape from here!" The small-eyed monk sneered.

"Do you know what this is?" Zhao Wuji asked with a faint smile.

"Could it be...it's the long-lost second-grade magic weapon, the Zongyun Bottle?" Another cultivator who turned into an infant asked a little uncertainly.

"Haha, good eyesight, that's right, this is the Zongyun bottle!" Zhao Wuji nodded.

"It is said that this vertical cloud bottle can absorb the clouds and rain in the world and turn it into its own use. It is a rare magic weapon, but even if it is it, it cannot break our formation!" The monk shook his head, but his eyes looked at When he moved the cloud bottle, a trace of greed flashed across.

"I didn't say I want to use this magic weapon to break the formation, I just want to make a deal with you!" Zhao Wou-ki said in a strange way.

"Business? What business? We have no business to discuss with you, the wanted criminal appointed by the sect master!" The small-eyed monk replied coldly with a look of disdain.

"Wanted criminal?" Zhao Wuji frowned, when did he become a wanted criminal, but he still smiled and said: "Listen to what I have to say first, there is no rush!"

(End of this chapter)