However, Zhang Liucheng remained motionless and did not reach out to pick it up.
At this time, Xiaoqiang said with a hint of excitement in his voice: "If these spiritual fruits, spiritual grasses, spiritual flowers and rare ores are auctioned, I am afraid that the spiritual stones that can be exchanged for them will be far more than 100 billion."
Then, Xiaoqiang turned his head, looked directly at Zhang Liucheng with his deep eyes, and said: "Brother, in the fierce battle for these treasures, you contributed the most. It is up to you to decide the distribution of these treasures."
After hearing this, Zhang Liucheng was deeply convinced and suggested: "Since we are brothers and sisters, let's divide these things equally. Those spiritual fruits, spiritual herbs, and spiritual flowers will be reserved for making elixirs to help you improve your cultivation."
"It's a good idea and should really be used to improve your cultivation." Xiaoqiang and others expressed their agreement with Zhang Liucheng's proposal.
Everyone distributed the spiritual fruits, spiritual herbs, and spiritual flowers evenly, then each found a secluded place, closed their eyes and concentrated, and began to refine the spiritual energy in these spiritual objects.
The surrounding atmosphere became solemn and solemn, and only the subtle sounds of spiritual fruits, spiritual grasses, and spiritual flowers were heard as they were being refined.
After a night's rest, Zhang Liucheng and others regained their energy and set out on the journey again.
The day for the closure of the Red Mountain Secret Realm is gradually approaching, with only four days left.
After walking for half a day, Xiaoqiang pointed to the mountain peak ahead and shouted excitedly: "Look, it's another mine!"
"Brother, look at that mountain peak. It has given birth to countless rare spiritual grasses and spiritual flowers, entwined with each other, just like a fairyland in a fairyland!"
Xiaoqiang's eyesight was very good, and he could see the lush spiritual grass and flowers on the mountain peak at a glance.
"Well, it is indeed extraordinary." Zhang Liucheng praised in a low voice, with admiration in his eyes.
He naturally knew that what Xiaoqiang said was true. The spiritual grass and spiritual flowers on that mountain peak were indeed extremely precious, and they were treasures coveted by countless monks.
Zhang Liucheng and others had already discovered a mine, but God was so kind that he once again gave them a more mysterious mine.
"Look, there are signs of fighting on the mountain!"
Xiao Hei's eyes were sharp and he caught the strangeness on the mountain peak at a glance.
On the top of that towering mountain, dozens of monks were locked in a fierce battle.
The air waves surged, as if countless violent forces were raging, violently impacting the rocks and trees, causing a chaotic dance of flying rocks and broken trees.
The light of the magic weapon is as bright as a shooting star in the night sky, dazzling.
Every collision of the magic weapon produced a deafening roar that echoed throughout the valley.
"Boom!"
Under the mountain peak, a deafening loud noise echoed, raising endless smoke and dust.
A middle-aged monk wearing a black robe appeared from the smoke.
His eyes were as cold as ice, and he shouted: "This mine belongs to the Hongbei Sect. Anyone who violates it will die!"
This black-robed monk was clearly a strong man in the late stage of the Convergence Realm, exuding an unparalleled aura.
Deep in the mine, dozens of monks competed fiercely for rare spiritual grass and spiritual flowers.
However, a deafening shout pierced the sky, causing everyone to instantly stop what they were doing.
There was a look of panic on their faces, and their eyes were all focused on a corner of the mine.
"It turns out to be the leader of Hongbei Sect, Hong Changling, who is extremely talented and dominates!"
One monk said with a trembling voice, and the other monks all looked horrified, as if they were facing an unmatched and powerful enemy.
Hong Changling, the leader among the elite disciples of the Hongbei Sect, is famous for her superior strength and ruthless methods within the sect.
If Hong Changling occupied this mine, the spiritual grass and spiritual flowers in it would definitely fall into his hands.
"Hmph! So what about the Hongbei Sect? Our Hongyan Sect is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others!"
At this time, another white-robed monk came forward. He was an elite disciple of the Hongyan Sect. He had also reached the late stage of the Convergence Realm, but compared to Hong Changling, he was still slightly inferior.
Hong Changling smiled disdainfully: "Ignorance! In that case, just stay!"
The aura around him suddenly trembled, and a majestic energy wave suddenly spread out.
The white-robed monk knew very well that there was a huge difference in strength between himself and Hong Changling.
However, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, instead they were full of great ambition.
The white-robed monk quickly changed his seals with his hands, and a huge red shadow appeared behind him. It was the Hongyan Sect's famous secret technique of suppressing the sect - the Shadow of Red Flame!
Hong Changling glanced coldly at the swaying red shadow behind the white-robed monk, and raised the corners of his lips slightly with a disdainful sneer: "The shadow of red flames? Huh, how dare you do this in front of me with such a small skill!"
He clenched his fists fiercely, and the aura around him boiled instantly, and the majestic energy surged like a storm.
Invisible air waves swept out of Hong Changling's body, shaking the white-robed monk's red flame shadow into thin air.
"How is this possible! How can Hong Changling be so strong?!"
The white-robed monk's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with unbelievable horror.
He never expected that the Hongyan Shadow that he was so proud of would be so vulnerable in front of Hong Changling.
However, Hong Changling was as fast as lightning and did not give his opponent any chance to escape.
He was agile and appeared in front of the white-robed monk in an instant, hitting the opponent's chest hard with his palm.
Before the white-robed monk could make any sound, he was knocked away by Hong Changling's palm.
His body was like an out-of-control meteor, hitting the mountain wall hard.
The body of the white-robed monk slid down the mountain wall, leaving behind a shocking trail of blood, without any trace of life left.
Hong Changling slowly retracted his palm, and a layer of frost immediately formed on his face, so cold that it seemed like it could freeze the surrounding air.
He glanced at the white-robed monk who collapsed at the foot of the mountain wall. Under the man's body, blood was quietly seeping into the cracks in the stone.
Then, the corner of Hong Changling's mouth curved into a sneer again: "You are too young to fight against me. Your only end is death."
Many monks witnessed this bloody scene with their own eyes, and their hearts trembled. They all retreated and decided to leave this place of right and wrong.
"Hmph, disciples of the Hongnan Sect, if you don't stay here quickly, you will die!"
Hong Changling caught a glimpse of a disciple of the Hongnan Sect, who was in the late stage of the Void Realm.
He threw out a punch without hesitation, which contained tremendous power and hit the opponent directly.
The Hongnan Sect disciple didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy before he was shattered by this punch.
Hong Changling spoke again, with a solemn tone in his voice: "Disciples of the Hongbei Sect, always remember your identity! As members of the Hongbei Sect, you are not only the pride of the Red Territory, but also the pride of this vast land. A strong man! At this moment, eradicate all Hongnan Sect disciples completely, leaving no one behind!"
Following Hong Changling's order, the disciples of the Hongbei Sect responded in unison: "Yes!"
They quickly started to move, and their figures flashed across like lightning. For a moment, their sword energy was everywhere, and the sharp sword light intertwined in the air to form a bright curtain of light.
The disciples of the Hongbei Sect swung their swords at the disciples of the Hongnan Sect. The sword light flashed, blood splashed, and the battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Hong Changling's eyes suddenly froze, and he turned around instantly. His sharp eyes captured Zhang Liucheng and his group who were still lingering at the foot of the mountain.
"You are as small as ants. If you are still stubborn and refuse to leave, I will have no choice but to send you to the abyss of hell!"
Hong Changling's eyes flashed with deep hatred, and he punched out with a bang, like a tiger descending from the mountain and swallowing thousands of miles with anger.
A majestic force surged out like a frenzy, instantly condensing into a huge red fist shadow, and with the power of destroying everything, it hit Zhang Liucheng heavily.
