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The old man kept staring at Su Han's back, but he was thinking about what he just said.

The remains left by the Qi clan? Is this rumor true?

He had no doubts for the time being. After all, Su Han only took away Luo Qindao's Ningxiang Fruit Tree and did not kill the tribe's Ningxiang Fruit Tree.

In the view of the leader of the Fierce Battle Hall, this is quite normal. These Condensation Fruit Trees are just temporarily stored here.

"If Da Yaksha really got the magic weapon, he should leave one for me."

There was a hint of expectation in the old man's eyes.

Su Han left his ancestral city and flew thousands of miles away. The two clones around him disappeared in an instant.

He transformed into an ordinary-looking Yaksha again and came all the way to the cave where Bai Xiangu was imprisoned.

Fairy Bai was still imprisoned in place, unaware of the passage of time.

Su Han smiled, grabbed her neck, and entered the formation.

Perhaps due to luck, the remaining energy in the formation was enough for the two of them to teleport once. After the two disappeared from the formation, the entire formation was reduced to dust!

At that time.

Luo Qindao finally negotiated with Xian Weikai about the distribution of the magic weapons.

Because this place is the territory of the Blood Slaughter Tribe, no matter how high Luo Qindao's status is, he cannot go beyond the rules to snatch these magic weapons.

In the end, he got three ninth-level magic weapons, but the ninth-level high-level peak and another ninth-level intermediate peak belonged to Xianweikai.

The remaining eighth-level magic weapons were divided between the two at a ratio of six to four.

The immortal is Kai Liu, Luo Qin Dao is four.

After the division was completed, Xianwei was still a little unhappy. If Luo Qindao hadn't stayed in the ancestral city this time, those magic soldiers would have been his alone!

The value of five ninth-level magic weapons is comparable to that of a top-grade Condensed Phase Fruit Tree, or even worse!

More than thirty pieces of eighth-level magic weapons are also a considerable amount of income. Giving them to the Immortal Mansion can greatly improve the strength of the Immortal Mansion and at the same time alleviate the losses caused when the treasure house was opened some time ago!

"I didn't expect that the rumors were true. But why did these people from the Weapon clan die on their own just now? The aura on their bodies was also a bit strange."

Luo Qindao touched his chin and said.

"Is it possible that these people are the strong men of the weapon clan who left these magical weapons to guard them?

Are they not alive? "

A divine weapon craftsman whispered.

"Are you talking about the art of puppetry? The Qi clan has mastered some art of puppetry."

Luo Qindao nodded thoughtfully.

Xian Weikai glanced around and said, "There is no other aura around here. I'll go back to the ancestral city later."

"Um."

Luo Qindao didn't think too much, nodded slightly, and rushed towards the ancestral city.

In the medicinal forest over there, there are twenty Ningxiang fruit trees that are extremely important to him. He always feels a little uneasy after being away for too long.

However, within the Yasha tribe, it is rare for people to steal Ningxiang fruit trees. Ningxiang fruit trees must be planted in golden jade soil.

If you steal it and you can't hide it for long, it will be discovered sooner or later. The people of this tribe are basically not that stupid, risking their lives for the Ningxiang Fruit Tree.

After returning to the ancestral city, Luo Qindao's spiritual mind subconsciously swept through the medicinal forest, and then his face became rigid.

"Brother Luo, what's wrong?"

Xian Weikai noticed Luo Qindao's expression and was a little confused.

"Ning, Ningxiang fruit tree..."

Luo Qindao spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

At this moment, the old man in the medicine forest also came out. When he saw Luo Qindao and the others, his expression became slightly strange:

"Master Luo, didn't you leave earlier?"

"We left earlier?"

Luo Qindao suddenly shouted: "Did you steal my Condensing Phase Fruit Tree?!"

Luo Qindao's roar was heard by almost everyone in the ancestral city.

Xian Weikai, Ling Zhan, the old man, and some strong men in the ancestral city who were present all became very shocked.

Luo Qindao's Ningxiang fruit tree was stolen?

How can this be!

In the medicinal forest.

Everyone stood in front of the empty golden jade soil. There were also a group of Ningxiang fruit trees nearby, but they belonged to the Blood Slaughter Tribe.

The Ningxiang fruit tree that Luo Qindao temporarily stored here has long since disappeared!

The two magic weapon craftsmen he brought had a look of horror on their faces.

It’s over!

They also had a share in this batch of goods. They were waiting to share some of the hard work after they were sold, but the goods disappeared.

Calculated based on the calculation of 40,000 top-grade spiritual coins per tree, where would they find 800,000 top-grade spiritual coins and return them to the Jubao Pavilion?

Thinking of the terrifying methods of Pavilion Master Lingluo Monkey King, the two of them could not help but tremble.

Luo Qindao's face turned green and he was trembling with anger. He lowered his voice and said in a gloomy tone:

"You said I dug up the Ningxiang Fruit Tree myself?"

"Exactly..."

The old man said with a strange expression.

"I am clearly with Xian Weikai in the ruins left by the Weapon Clan. How can I come here and take away the Ningxiang Fruit Tree?"

Luo Qindao was so angry that he laughed instead.

Xian Weikai had a strange look on his face. He could testify to this for Luo Qindao. From the beginning to the end, both parties were together. There was no way Luo Qindao could have deceived his eyes and sneaked back to his ancestral city to take away the Ningxiang Fruit Tree.

There is no reason to do this!

"Master Luo, you said earlier that you had discovered the ruins of the Qi clan. After you had discussed with Da Yaksha how to share the wealth, you were going to take the Condensing Fruit Tree to the Yuan Xiu Tribe..."

The old man smiled bitterly.

"Xian Weikai, could it be said that all of this is a trap set by you, just to embezzle my twenty condensed phase fruit trees?

Do you know what the crime is for stealing the property from Jubao Pavilion? Even if you are the Great Yaksha of the Blood Slaughter Tribe, even if you are on good terms with the Great Yaksha of the Xiuyuan Tribe, no one can protect you!

I advise you to hand over the Ningxiang Fruit Tree now, so that I can take the sake of our past friendship and not argue with you. "

Luo Qindao looked at Xian Weikai coldly.

"Brother Luo, no matter how bold I am, how dare I do such a thing on my own territory?

Even if I took away the twenty top-grade Ningxiang fruit trees, where could I hide them? "

Xian Weikai said with a solemn expression: "I suspect that the person who took away the Ningxiang Fruit Tree did indeed deliberately lay a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain, lure us out of the ancestral city, and then use the art of disguise to escape from the medicinal forest. They cheated the Condensed Phase Fruit Tree away."

Those magic weapons are full of calculations, but their value may not be one-tenth of this batch of Condensed Phase Fruit Trees. Everyone knows that exchanging these batches of Condensed Phase Fruit Trees for one-tenth of the price is a great deal!

"Brother Luo, it is impossible to pull off such a trap overnight. Only those who know that you are coming to slaughter the tribe can prepare in advance. Five ninth-level magic weapons are not a small sum of money! "

Xian Weikai muttered.

Luo Qindao was not a fool. He also thought of this. The suspicion of the blood-slaying tribe was the lowest. Xian Weikai didn't even know that he was coming to the blood-slaying tribe at the beginning.

The only one who knows is the craftsman of Shenbing Pavilion.

"Does anyone want to use this against me?"

Luo Qindao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but in the end, a face appeared in front of him.

Zhao Jiaolong, deputy master of the Shenbing Pavilion!

"He asked me to come and massacre the tribe..." Luo Qindao's face turned pale.