Chapter Nine Hundred and Eighty Eighth Never Leave Alive

When Liao Yingrong yelled, he moved.

The other two did not hesitate and followed suit.

Their expressions became more ferocious, and the killing intent in their eyes seemed to be real.

The strength of the body burns like fire.

Whoosh!

Disappeared in an instant, rushing towards the golden light.

At this time, the middle-aged man of the Tianling clan also wanted to understand why after seeing Jiang Hao make a move.

escape!

This is what's going on in his head.

The message must be passed back.

With his current advantage, he has a chance.

Make yourself invincible.

When he was thinking like this, suddenly three rays of light attacked with lightning speed.

boom!

A powerful force hit the golden light, stronger than the previous attack.

The middle-aged man of the Tianling clan was shocked, but he was relieved when he saw that it was Liao Yingrong and the other three.

These people failed to break through his attack just now, and it is even more impossible now.

He steadied his defense with all his strength.

only......

boom!

boom!

boom!

!

The attacks of Liao Yingrong and the others didn't stop at all, they increased exponentially.

The power is becoming more and more violent, like an endless flame.

The middle-aged man of the Tianling tribe was a little surprised.

I have already suppressed it with all my strength, why is the golden light shaking more and more serious?

"Die to me!"

Liao Yingrong let out a roar, and his body burned immediately.

At the cost of life.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was a little terrified, because he found that Liao Yingrong was not the only one like this, but also the other two.

Mad, reckless, oblivious to death.

There is a kind of belief in their eyes, kill, kill the person in front of them.

Even die!

boom!

boom!

The attack became more and more terrifying. At this time, Liao Yingrong's arm was only a dry bone, but he didn't care at all, it seemed that it was not his arm, and there was no pain.

He just wanted to kill the person in front of him.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in Jin Guangzhong panicked.

"Crazy, crazy!"

He roared and began to fight back.

However, following the madness of the three, Jin Guang blew himself up with an arm...

Broken.

At this moment, the middle-aged man has no defense.

But facing the three lunatics, he was afraid.

"No....."

The strength exploded, even if Liao Yingrong was severely injured, he would still bite the middle-aged man.

"Die to me!

! "

The three used all their strength to bombard down.

But after a while, the middle-aged man was submerged by the three, and his body fell apart.

Kill and kill again, for fear that the other party will not die.

Crazy.

Jiang Hao held a bead in his hand, a little surprised.

When condensing these talented stars, these stars directly become a blue bead.

It seems to be the method left by the holy thief himself.

But the circle is still there.

As for the madness of Liao Yingrong and the others, he didn't care.

The members of the Holy Thieves are crazy, everyone is, and they are not very afraid of death.

Just keep doing things.

If you die, you die.

Everyone wants to blow themselves up.

"Can you still lead the way?" Seeing everything calm down, Jiang Hao asked.

He is also paying attention, the one from the Sky Spirit Race is indeed dead.

The astrolabe in his hand was shattered.

The storage magic weapon is also gone, these people are too crazy to do it.

Quite a pity.

At this time, Tong Shouen's body shrank a lot, and Zuo Jing had a hole in his shoulder.

Liao Yingrong's entire hand has disappeared.

All three were seriously injured.

But after Jiang Hao spoke, they stood up, bowed their heads and said respectfully: "Yes!"

"But we have to dig out that treasure first." Zuo Jing said weakly.

"Treasure?" Jiang Hao was a little surprised.

"Yes, the treasure left by the one in the ring, Suotian was not completed at the time, and this treasure must be used to trap the talent.

It's just that it's been so long, it seems to be fused with the breath here, so I can't feel it. " Zuo Jing said.

Forehead?

Jiang Hao stopped them and said, "I'll do it."

"No." The three said in unison: "We can do this kind of thing."

Jiang Hao frowned and said:

"I can't take it?"

"Yes." Liao Yingrong nodded immediately, just wanted to explain, and saw that this guy had already started digging.

An extremely powerful knife appeared in his hand.

At this time, Jiang Hao started digging for treasures with a sky knife in his hand in order to be faster.

This is not a mineral vein, so digging has no bubbles.

But after so many years, the treasure should be dusty, right?

After all, it is buried underground.

Soon a golden ring was dug out.

This ring grows together with the soil and is considered to be full of dust.

The distance between the two sides of the golden ring is one meter, and the wrist itself is thick.

Seeing this, Jiang Hao took out a rag and began to wipe it.

The three people on the side were stunned.

Originally, I thought it was inappropriate for this person to dig, but now wiping them made them even more ashamed.

"Let's come." Liao Yingrong said.

Jiang Hao glanced at the other party coldly, making the latter dare not move rashly for a while.

And as you wipe, some air bubbles fall off.

【Cultivation base +1】

[Qi and blood +1]

[Spirit Sword +1]

【Strength +1】

[Spirit +1]

 …

Watching the bubbles melt into his body, Jiang Hao was filled with emotion.

After about twenty days, there was finally an improvement.

After spending some time wiping, Jiang Hao took back the rag with a little reluctance.

This time the harvest was good.

Not to mention the white and green bubbles, there are fourteen or five light blue bubbles.

Very much.

After all, it is such a small treasure.

I hope the fetish in the depths is bigger, the bigger the better.

In this way, he shrunk the ring and threw it to Liao Yingrong.

In addition to this there are talent beads.

They were given out together.

"Now that you have got what you want, should you help me?" Jiang Hao asked.

"It's incumbent."

"Go through fire and water."

"Will never die."

One sentence per person, unwavering.

——

Celestials.

At this time, the patriarch who was paying attention to the situation stood in the attic.

Looking into the distance, it can be seen that many people cannot enter the ancestral land.

This is what they expected.

Everything is going according to their ideas.

"Tong Wu seems to be dead." The third elder walked over and said.

"Dead?" The patriarch was a little surprised, then shook his head and said: "If you die, you will die."

"It's just a pity that he might really belong to us." The third elder said with emotion.

"There will be sacrifices in any plan, what's the situation inside?" the patriarch asked.

When he asked, a roar suddenly erupted from below.

With a bang, the Starlight Formation shattered on the spot.

Many people were knocked out.

Soon a woman came up from below, lowered her head and said in fear:

"Patriarch, something happened.

"Li Dong is dead, and the Saint Thief took things away."

Hearing this, the patriarch frowned slightly and said: "Why is this happening? Is it wrong to suppress or you didn't pass the power in?"

"This..." The woman bowed her head in fear, "Everything is fine, but it just failed."

The patriarch was silent for a moment and said, "Is there any news from the Fallen Immortal Clan?"

"Their people have already started to hide and hunt in secret, and the other fetish is suppressing it from above. They said that there will be no accidents." The woman said respectfully.

"That fetish is related to the blooming of the Fallen Immortal Clan's immortal species, so I won't joke about it." The third elder followed.

The patriarch lowered his eyebrows, and then said:

"Continue to send people in, find another good opportunity, and start the third plan."

Can't let the holy thief bring things out alive.