Chapter Four Hundred and Fifteen: The Fisherman's Profit

As long as the mental strength is enough to open up the sea of ​​consciousness, one can immediately step into the realm of the Martial Emperor, and one can count among the masters in the entire continent.

A strong man in such a state has raised both the artistic conception and the cultivation base to the limit that each can improve, and the Martial Emperor is basically invincible.

Killing middle-rank martial kings and upper-rank martial kings is as easy as slaughtering pigs and dogs. The only thing they can be afraid of at this moment is those top-rank top martial kings in midair.

As for other people, it's not a question of quantity, but of poor quality, and it's useless to come as many people as possible.

Boom boom boom!

The six old men moved forward a hundred meters, and made another move. Under various extreme artistic conditions, the usual simple martial skills have now become fatal moves, and many warriors died on the spot.

The old man in the middle stopped his hands immediately, looked at the high-rank top martial king whose aura had been raised to the extreme, frowned slightly, and murmured: "Everyone, let's go back and forth, it's not your thing, so don't think about getting something for nothing. Otherwise, I don’t need to say more about the consequences.”

Hundreds of top Martial Kings standing in mid-air, with expressionless faces, looked at the secret treasures flying around in the air, and obviously didn't want to leave just like that.

One of them sneered and said, "I never expected that there are still six of you who have not made a move. No wonder a newly promoted upper-ranking top blood demon can kill three of you. However, with only the six of you , wanting to monopolize these secret treasures, it seems a bit unsightly."

"That's right, the big deal is that the net will be broken, and no one will be able to get it. The demon core of the top-grade blood demon is so powerful that it is difficult to get it out without strong willpower. If you don't let us get the secret treasure, we will make it impossible for you to get it. nuclear."

"That's right, you can just take away the magic core. If you want us not to take the secret treasure, but there is no way, it is absolutely impossible to just return empty-handed."

The hundreds of high-rank top martial kings standing in the air, their aura restrained, they said to each other, and the two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

If no one backs down, more intense battles will start again.

Those mid-rank Martial Kings and ordinary top-rank Martial Kings were terrified of being killed, and retreated to two thousand meters.

At this moment, seeing that there are still hundreds of top-ranking martial kings supporting him, his mind is slowly becoming active, looking at those secret treasures that are constantly flying, naked desires are revealed in his eyes.

Seeing the situation just now, Baili Xijin breathed a sigh of relief. He is carnal,

Before reaching great success, it is difficult to match the speed of other warriors.

If he really rushed in, even if he could retreat, he would still be injured.

Xiao Chen stared at the secret treasures flying in the air, focusing his attention on the three mid-level secret treasures, and the other low-level secret treasures were not enough for him at the moment.

His consciousness has been staying in the middle of the group of people, and when Elder Qin asked the six people to pay attention, Xiao Chen's consciousness immediately sensed the state of the six people.

There is no consumption at all, the purpose is to prevent the current situation, it can only be said that this man named Qin Lao is really decisive.

Even if someone dies, the strength of the six people must be retained. The forces behind him must be very powerful. If they can't suppress the six people, they will be in big trouble.

Looking at the three middle-grade secret treasures in the air, and at the group of people who were negotiating nervously, Xiao Chen took out a statue from the Qiankun Ring, and had a faint plan in his heart.

In the middle of the Gorefiend's corpse, there is a crimson magic core emitting a strange red light. The area around the light was blood red, and at the same time, a vague barrier was constantly entangled in the void.

A hundred meters away from the magic core, Elder Qin and more than a dozen people all had more or less bloody scars on their bodies.

But on the slightly tired face, there was a ray of hot light in both eyes, looking very excited.

But his reason was still there after all, and he was not dazzled by the **. One of them said with a little worry: "Old Qin, you have consumed most of your vitality, and you have injuries on your body. Can you withstand the impact of evil spirit?"

"The death of this blood demon is extremely resentful. I think the impact force of the evil spirit of his demon core is probably much stronger than the impact force of the evil spirit of the ordinary top blood demon's demon core." Another person also said.

Elder Qin snorted coldly and said, "If you think your spiritual power is stronger than mine, you can get it yourself, don't talk nonsense with me."

The others hurriedly said: "Old Qin, that's not what we meant. Your mental strength is naturally the strongest among us, but I'm just a little worried."

Elder Qin sneered when he heard the words: "The spiritual power of this old man is only one step away from opening up the sea of ​​consciousness. It can be done with a little effort."

Just as he was about to step into the red light, Elder Qin heard the words of the group of top-ranking top martial kings and Ge Lao, and his face was slightly unkind: "Talk to Ge Lao, just take the three middle-rank secret treasures. , and leave the rest to them. After the matter here is resolved, they will spit it out a hundred times, and now it will be cheaper for them."

After speaking, he stepped into the red light without looking back, and as soon as he entered, countless illusions appeared in front of his eyes.

All kinds of terrifying situations, like Shura's hell, appeared in the eyes of Mr. Qin indistinguishable from real or fake, as if he would be swallowed up by evil spirits in the next moment.

Elder Qin's face was calm, his eyes were silent, and he turned his mental power into a sharp blade, killing all kinds of illusions one by one.

But the evil spirit was really difficult to entangle, and his spiritual power could not kill it, and the evil spirits of Asura still emerged endlessly, obviously only a hundred meters away.

At this moment, it was one step at a time, and it was very difficult to walk, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling. Obviously, it was not easy for Mr. Qin to walk.

Hundreds of top-ranking Martial Kings in mid-air stared closely at the six old men with stern faces on the ground.

The breath of the whole body is restrained, and the right hand is tightly held on the handle of the knife to prevent the sudden attack of these six people. No matter what, the other party is a half-step Martial Emperor-level master.

One-on-one, no one of them can perform a hundred moves in the hands of the old man, and it is even difficult to get out of the body.

The only thing that can be relied on is some advantages in numbers, as for those warriors who retreat far away on the ground.

In front of the half-step Wuhuang, his strength is not enough at all, and he doesn't even have the capital to negotiate conditions.

In fact, these people did not expect that there would be six half-step Martial Emperors who would not be exhausted at all, otherwise they would not have rushed forward so recklessly.

"Hurry up and make a decision, the secret treasure is for us, and the magic core is yours, don't delay." A top martial king in the midair said impatiently, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

If they received the magic core of the upper-level top blood demon, they would have no scruples at all, and there would be nothing to threaten the other party.

"Make a decision quickly, don't dawdle."

"Don't try to procrastinate, it's a big deal, and no one will benefit. You don't even want to advance to Martial Emperor in this life."

The top-rank top Martial King in mid-air, his patience slowly disappeared, and he really won't get anything if he waits any longer.

"Hurry up and get out, take a step forward, shoot and kill!"

The six old men, with stern faces, were overbearing in the face of these people. There is no intention of retreating at all, more than a hundred pieces of secret treasures are a lot of wealth wherever they are placed, how can it be possible to give up at will.

Moreover, there are three middle-rank secret treasures, even half-step martial emperors like them, not everyone has middle-rank secret treasures, which is even more unacceptable.

The smell of gunpowder in the air began to condense slowly, the two sides were on the verge of breaking out, and the atmosphere at the scene seemed to be out of control at any moment.

At this moment, an old man came over quickly and whispered a few words in the ears of the six old men surnamed Ge.

Old Ge's face changed slightly, he pondered for a moment, and said to the crowd in midair: "Except for the three middle-grade secret treasures, the rest belong to you."

"It's too naive. A medium-grade secret treasure can be compared to dozens of low-level secret treasures. Do you think we are fools?"

"I really want to take all the benefits and play us like monkeys." Everyone quit immediately, and several hot-tempered warriors couldn't help but wanted to make a move.

Ge Lao's expression was condensed, and he said coldly: "What do you want to do, don't be desperate."

Squeak!

At this moment, a goshawk's cry suddenly came from the sky, the sound was extremely loud, as if deliberately attracting everyone's attention.

All the warriors, including the seven half-step martial emperors, couldn't help but look up to the sky.

I saw a goshawk, spread its wings, cast a large shadow, and was flying quickly towards the secret treasures stirring in the air.

"It's that white-robed boy, he went to grab the secret treasure, is he crazy!" Someone from below exclaimed.

Old Ge's complexion changed drastically, his whole body was full of murderous aura, the surrounding air was stirred up, and whirlwinds rose up, and he said coldly: "Looking for death!"

With a wave of his hand, a burst of extremely condensed energy shot away!

Boom!

The remaining six half-step Martial Emperor-level masters shot at almost the same time as Ge Lao. Their fierce attacks were like a storm, and they shot at them fiercely.

At the same time, those high-rank top martial kings who were in mid-air also began to curse one after another. This kid is so unkind, he dared to grab the secret treasure alone before everyone else.

All kinds of fierce killing moves were also swung out at the same time, and hundreds of attacks at the condensed level rushed towards the goshawk overwhelmingly.

Ice, Raging Flame, Saber Qi, Sword Qi, Fist Wind, Sword Glow, all kinds of killing moves are endless.

Such a huge and dense attack, even if the real half-step Martial Emperor came, he had to avoid the edge and dare not take it head-on.

This is the reason why ants killed elephants, not to mention that Xiao Chen is not an elephant.

So in the eyes of everyone, besides being crazy, Xiao Chen would definitely not do this kind of behavior that would attract all the firepower.

The goshawk carved out of stone was crushed into stone chips by countless fierce attacks in an instant, and then turned from stone chips into ashes and powder, completely disappearing from this world.

But there was no one on the statue, only three extremely agile wooden sculptures, thrown high by chaotic and powerful energy when the goshawk shattered.

A woodcarving the size of a thumb, with almost no weight, the shock wave from the explosion. All of a sudden, the three wooden carvings rushed to the sky thousands of meters high, avoiding the terrifying energy attack far away.

"Are you dead, this kid, with so many attacks, it is estimated that there is not even scum left after being bombarded."