The Dan Yuan monster from Koutoushan died in battle, and more than half of the hundreds of Yukong he brought with him were lost.
The leader died in the battle, and the group of dragons was leaderless. Faced with the pursuit of Yukong in Batu Cave, they fled all the way, panicking and covering tens of thousands of miles.
But they never expected that they would see a spoils division here, and the pile of shining Yuan Stones was close to 100 million by visual inspection. Such a huge number made them tremble.
As the words fell, rays of light flashed, and a group of Yukong surrounded Zichen and the monk. There were more than fifty Yukong, among whom there were eight late-stage Yukongs. Each of them had endless energy in their eyes. The light of greed.
They are not monks and Zi Chen, and they are not that greedy. They are all satisfied when they look at the Yuan Stone in front of them. Even if they exchange it for a mid-grade Yuan Stone at a high price, it is still an extremely terrifying figure.
"It's him." Everyone's eyes reluctantly moved away from the Yuan Stone, ignoring Zi Chen and looking at the monk, their brows furrowed.
Previously, the monk and the Dade Sanren showed their power and fought against the old monster Dan Yuan. They could see it clearly. Now when they met the monk, they were frightened. Fortunately, they glanced around and did not see the Taoist priest.
It's just a monk, and many Yukong attack at the same time, it's still possible to solve it.
"Monk, hand over the Yuan Stone, and I will spare your life." One of the late-stage Yukong shouted at the monk. Zi Chen, who was in the early stage, was ignored.
"How about it? I'll take care of these people for you, 50-50 Yuan Shi." The monk ignored everyone and spoke directly to Zi Chen, still discussing the distribution issue.
"Are you dreaming, dead monk? Thirty-seven points is enough for me to be generous, but you are still greedy." Zi Chen said angrily.
"As the saying goes, it's half when we meet. I didn't mind if it was 30-70 last time, but it has to be 50-50 this time. Besides, I saved you before."
"Fuck you, 30-70 points is 30-70 points, either 30% or none. If you have the ability, go find it yourself." Zi Chen was angry. The monk's shamelessness made him very unhappy.
The two of them negotiated like this, going back and forth, exchanging harsh words, and directly ignored the more than fifty Yukong people around them.
"What's going on?" He was ignored by the two people, and everyone in the air was stunned.
Moreover, something was wrong with the situation in front of them, which caused them not to take action immediately, but only narrowed the encirclement.
The situation in front of me is a bit strange. This powerful monk can't be the master of Yuanshi, and is willing to split it 50-50 with the early-stage Yukong boy. But the strange thing is that the early-stage Yukong boy is not willing, and only gives it to the monk. 30%, and each one of them is very generous.
This makes it confusing.
The Monk's powerful combat power is obvious to everyone. Why should he be so arrogant to a mere Yukong in the early stage? Yes, the Monk's current appearance is that of being arrogant.
There are quirks, there are questions.
Everyone felt bad.
At this moment, a person looked at Zi Chen and suddenly said, "Have you noticed that this guy from the early stage of Yukong looks a bit familiar."
"Don't tell me, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before. I thought it was a hallucination before."
"Yes, yes, it looks familiar, but I just can't remember where I saw it."
Many people spoke, and at this moment, they all felt that Zi Chen looked familiar.
Suddenly an exclamation rang out, "I remembered, isn't he the idiot who, after alerting the enemy, was willing to die or die, and finally led us out."
"Yes, that's him. I can recognize the way this guy died, even if he turned into ashes."
"It was this wicked and smoking guy who led us to show up. But isn't he dead? Why is he still alive?"
"Yes, it was that idiot. I killed him with my own hands. I was so heartbroken that I even broke the spiritual weapon, but how could he be alive again?"
Everyone exclaimed, they all recognized Zi Chen, and everyone made rude remarks. Zi Chen at that time almost made them angry to death.
"What a plan to lure the snake out of the hole, we have all been tricked by him." The leader Yukong's expression became very cold. Now that he saw the other party, he understood everything.
The other party is not panicking at all, nor is he trying to die. This is all intentional. This is a scam, and the purpose is to let other Yukong take action in advance, while he himself is pretending to die, and then sneaks into the mine while others are unprepared. , stole the Yuan Stone.
After recognizing Zi Chen, everyone in Yukong's eyes became unkind, and there was a surge of chills.
"Four-six, four-six is enough." The monk looked helpless, as if he had suffered a big loss.
"You dead monk, have your big dream." Zi Chen was still unwilling. Every time he gave the monk an extra 10%, he felt his heart bleeding, just like the monk digging out his flesh.
But when he glanced around and saw a group of Yukong, Zi Chen suddenly changed his attention and said: "Four or six is four or six. I think I will suffer a loss and let you, a bald donkey, take advantage of it. But next, these five There are more than ten spiritual rings, but you don’t have a share.”
The monk also glanced at everyone. After thinking for a moment, he clasped his hands and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk and does not like to kill. This kind of killing will lead to hell. The poor monk does not want to participate. 40% achieved.”
Zi Chen was so angry that he wished he could beat to death this evil monk who was full of benevolence and righteousness but did all kinds of bad things.
Not far away, a group of Yukong could not quite understand what they heard.
After the two reached an agreement, they began to distribute the primeval stones.
Zi Chen waved his sleeves, and rays of light flashed, and he took away 60% of the pile of primeval stones, leaving 40% for the monk.
"This is only 35%." The monk muttered softly, seeming to be unwilling, but still took away the Yuan Stone.
Zi Chen was furious. He felt that the Yuan stones taken away were less than 60%, or even only about 50%.
Nearly 100 million Yuan Stones were taken away twice. There was no bright thing in front of everyone's eyes, and they felt empty in their hearts. This seriously affected their mood, and they were ignored from beginning to end, which made them completely irritated. them.
"Stinky monk, hand over the Yuan Stone." Leader Yu Kong shouted.
"Amitabha." The monk recited the Buddha's name and said, "This Yuan Stone belongs to this young donor, not the poor monk. If you want to ask for it, just ask him."
After the words fell, the monk stepped back far away, pretending that it had nothing to do with him.
Everyone was startled, and the murderous intention that had just surged dissipated again. They didn't know why, weren't these two friends, and why they became like this after dividing the Yuan Stone.
"Monk, what do you mean?" Everyone was confused, and some couldn't help but ask.
"The poor monk only wants his own Yuan Stone, and he wants your spiritual ring. You just want to snatch his Yuan Stone. This is a conflict between you. You must resolve it among yourself. The poor monk can be a witness, but I will not participate. Of course, if you want to rob the poor monk of his Yuan Stone, the poor monk will not comply." The monk said very seriously.
But the Yukong group was confused. What the hell was going on? It was like a tongue twister.
Everyone didn't understand, and they didn't understand the meaning of the monk's words, but they understood some of the little meanings in it, that is, he did not intend to interfere in this matter, and this boy who was only in the early stage of Yukong was greedy and wanted to rob them. of spiritual rings.
"Boy, you're so tired of living. You dare to take advantage of us when you're just in the early stage of Yukong. You're looking for death."
"Are you brave enough to be ambitious or have your head squeezed by the door? You dare to take advantage of us."
"Damn it, if you dare to attack us, kill him, kill him, and use the Yuan Stone on his body to make amends."
A group of Yukong shouted, their eyes glowing with greed. You must know that the other party just waved his hand and took away tens of millions of yuan stones.
With almost no deliberate instructions, Yukong came to kill Zichen, with endless killing intent surging.
"Are you simply robbing the Yuan Stone, or are you trying to kill someone?" Zi Chen raised his head, looked at a group of Yu Kong, looked at them for the first time, and asked, his voice calm.
"Hmph, you still have to ask, of course it's killing people to grab the Yuan Stone." Someone laughed evilly.
"Can't you just grab the Yuan Stone without killing people?" Zi Chen asked.
"Boy, don't talk nonsense, today is the day you die." More people smiled sinisterly, with murderous intent in their eyes.
If the monk said this, they would naturally consider it, but if a mere early-stage Yukong dared to speak to them like this, he was simply looking for death.
"Okay, I understand." Zi Chen nodded.
"Boy, what do you understand?" Yukong asked from a distance.
"I understand that I also want to kill people to seize the Yuan Stone." As the words fell, Zi Chen had murderous intent in his eyes, and then he rushed towards the Yukong group.
"court death."
The Yukong people laughed ferociously, thinking that the other party simply came to die.
But after a fight, they knew they were wrong. The other party was not here to die, but they were the ones who really wanted to die.
"puff."
The golden light flashed, and a golden blade flashed past. A Yukong was split in half, blood flew everywhere, and the body fell to the ground. A spiritual ring was held in the opponent's hand.
"One." Zi Chen said, his voice cold.
"Peng."
As soon as one Yukong died, Zi Chen rushed towards the second Yukong. In the flash of golden light, he punched the opponent in the heart. The next moment, a loud noise was heard. The opponent was pushed back and his internal organs were shattered. , vitality dissipates.
"puff."
The third Yukong arrived quickly. Zi Chen flashed past, and the golden light flashed between his fingers. After that, there was a human head flying high and a headless corpse falling to the ground.
In less than a breath of time, three Yukong were killed and three spiritual rings were obtained. Everything was so quick and decisive.
"How is that possible?" Everyone's expression changed. They didn't understand why Yukong had such a strong combat power in the early stage.
Zi Chen's expression was cold, and he turned into a golden light, flashing past the three Yukong in an instant. This time, three more people died.
"Six."
The cold voice made people tremble.
"Kill, everyone attack with all your strength." The other Yukong felt that something was wrong, and they all shouted and started to kill Zi Chen.
In an instant, all the Yukong moved, powerful attacks appeared one after another, brilliant light filled the sky, and each piece of spiritual weapon vomited cold light and slashed towards Zi Chen.
"Uh-huh." "Uh-huh."
The world unfolded at a rapid speed, Zi Chen was like a ray of light, walking between attacks.
