What Ji Wudao said at this moment, in fact, not long ago, whether it was Zhuge Suan, Ji Hengkong, or even the young master, several people present had this impulse in their hearts.
An unknown, ant-like new disciple appeared in this desolate and inaccessible place.
No one has been to this dragon's lair for who knows how many years.
The next time someone comes, who knows how many years will it be.
They all agreed that there are definitely only five of them within a hundred miles.
What's more important is that this disciple actually has a divine weapon in his hand This is like a child of four or five years old in the world, holding a large piece of gold in his arms, walking in the uninhabited wilderness, and at this time, he met four strong adults .
The richest of these four adults only had silver, so they had long coveted gold.
In the eyes of Ji Wudao and others, Qin Yi is this babbling child, and the four of them are the adults in this metaphor.
"A new disciple of the Luoxue Sect has not even entered the Immortal Realm.
Even if he dies, no one in the Luoxue Sect will pay attention."
"Of the ten sects in the Immortal Realm, which sect does not have a disciple who accidentally dies during an expedition?
Even if he reaches the domain level, there is a possibility of accidental death, not to mention that this is a guy in the Dragon Transformation Realm."
"Even if someone from Luoxue Sect investigates this place in the future, who would know that we have been to this dragon's lair today?"
"A mid-grade artifact, a self-aware artifact spirit, the strongest magic weapon that can be condensed in the artifact spirit, the White Lotus Spiritual Bone" Ji Wudao said in a calm voice, slightly hoarse, with an extremely bewitching flavor.
Zhuge Shuan was silent at this moment, but his heart was already moving.
What you said is extremely unethical and absolutely correct.
If a new disciple dies in this place, who will take care of it?
Even if they take care of it, who can find out who is responsible for it.
This mid-grade artifact is like a gift from God.
But Zhuge Shuang also understood that their mission this time was to protect and assist the young master to kill the old guy and obtain the huge treasure.
But then again, all the credit for beheading the old guy must be recorded on the young master's head, and it will have nothing to do with the three of them.
Even if the young master understands the ways of the world, he will let the three of his party choose among the treasures when the time comes, but the treasures they choose can be compared with this middle-grade artifact.
Besides, mid-grade artifacts are just like money.
Who would think money hurts your hands?
Zhuge didn't speak at all.
At this time, he was waiting for the young master's intention.
After all, he had specially reminded him before that he should concentrate on serving the young master this time and not be half-hearted.
If he suddenly changed his mind now, it would be one thing to make the young master unhappy.
What's more, this was a slap in the face.
The young man was only envious of this artifact for a moment, and then returned to normal.
After all, as the son of the leader of Xinghai Sect, it is impossible for him to lack divine weapons in the future, and he may even be able to obtain sacred weapons.
Staring at the constantly spinning death sickle, he touched his chin, looked at the faces of Zhuge Shuan and the other three, smiled slightly, and said: "We are not particularly pressed for time when we come out this time.
Ji Wu Dao, since it is you who proposed this It's up to you to come out.
Remember, do it cleanly."
In an instant, Ji Wudao's face showed an expression of ecstasy.
Zhuge Suan and Ji Hengkong sighed silently.
They felt jealous, envious, and regretful towards Ji Wu Dao.
They regretted that they had not been bold enough to speak out their true thoughts just now, and now it was all for nothing.
Extremely unruly.
"Ji Wudao will soon belong to me."
Ji Wudao clenched his fists and leaped out of the dragon boat.
He jumped in mid-air and grasped with five fingers.
The light flashed and he suddenly held a sword with a body in his hand.
A giant sword as big as a door panel The blade of the sword was stained with blood, full of the smell of history and age.
When it danced in the sky, it was as if a star exploded, and the entire void suddenly deflated.
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Countless explosions turned into rolling impacts and violent storms.
Hit the bloody storm hard. bang bang bang bang The bloody storm shook continuously, with huge roars and explosions that almost deafened people's ears.
The death sickle shook twice in the air, and Bai Ling'er's figure stood gracefully on the edge of the sickle, with a pretty face and a frosty mask, looking in an extremely innocent direction.
"It's those people just now.
They really want to attack the master."
Bai Ling'er was particularly angry, and she could even see frost condensing in her eyes.
"It's that weapon spirit."
When he saw Bai Ling'er, who was wearing a white short skirt, revealing two long, snow-white straight legs, Ji Wu Dao suddenly felt his mouth go dry, the blood in his body boiled, and he laughed obscenely, " When I get this artifact, I must practice double cultivation with this beautiful artifact.
When the artifact is inherited, it is not impossible to reach the star level in a short time. " Extremely unscrupulous and unscrupulous, when he said these words, he did not lower his voice at all, and all the obscene words and obscene words in his words reached Bai Ling'er's ears.
"Bold" followed Qin Yi.
Bai Ling'er had never been verbally insulted so unscrupulously, especially when she saw Ji Wudao's wolf-like eyes, constantly looking at her chest and legs.
Bai Ling'er I felt as sick as if I had eaten a fly.
"I will chop off your tongue to see how you continue to talk nonsense about the death storm."
Bai Ling'er scolded, and her body suddenly penetrated the death scythe.
In an instant, the speed of the Death Scythe was incredibly fast.
Before Ji Wu Dao even had time to blink, he only heard a buzzing sound in the air.
The next moment, the sharp edge of the Death Scythe struck Ji Wu Dao.
In front of the Tao.
In an instant, the bloody edge grew bigger and bigger in Ji Wu Dao's pupils, giving Ji Wu Dao a desperate feeling of being sucked in by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and all of his life was about to be sucked in.
"Starlight Concentration Body" He simply reacted very quickly and shouted loudly.
Suddenly, a whirlpool of stars appeared in front of him.
Countless starlights quickly condensed on his body, forming a flowing starlight armor. clang The Death Scythe stomped hard on the Starlight Armor, and the harsh roar of the handover of gold and gold suddenly erupted.
The starlight armor was like rapid water, oscillating and swaying, almost being cut open at once.
The air between heaven and earth was cut into balls, and explosions occurred everywhere with thunderous sounds.
The Death Scythe bounced to the side, and Ji Wudao was knocked back again and again.
He felt stars flashing in front of his eyes, blood surged in his chest, he was extremely frightened, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on the back of his head.
"So fast, so powerful."
Ji Wudao's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the Death Scythe.
He clearly understood that if he had reacted a moment slower just now, he would have been cut in half by now: