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    Bai You endured to the limit, tried his best to restrain the desire to kill, and threw out such a sentence.

    Mu Xuan knew that he was serious.

    The seven monks on the opposite side seemed to have heard a big joke, and almost wondered if there was something wrong with their ears.  They glanced at each other and found that everyone had the same expression on their faces, and then they were sure what the kid was talking about.

    After reacting, he moved quickly and broke out into a merciless exaggerated laugh.  The laughter stopped abruptly as it spilled out of his throat, as if someone had suddenly pinched his neck.  Those monks who moved more slowly and did not make a sound turned pale in an instant, and twitched like fish deprived of oxygen out of the water.

    This is the real coercion of the Nascent Soul stage, which erupted from the monk wearing the cloak and shadow suit.  The seven monks stared in horror, wanting to beg for mercy but were speechless.

    When Bai You was in the outside world, his skills were suppressed, and he could only display his half-step Nascent Soul strength, but it was not difficult to achieve the aura of the Nascent Soul Stage.  He was extremely angry at this moment, and his momentum became stronger.

    Mu Xuan saw that these people were all lying on the ground, vomiting blood on the ground, and rolling their eyes. If this continues, these people will die.

    Although she despises the shameless behavior of these people, she thinks that it is not honorable for her to snatch something that others are looking at first, and she cannot justly kill and rob.  Take these pains as a lesson for them to speak rudely just now, there is no need to kill them quickly.

    Mu Xuan glanced at the furious Bai You, secretly sweating for those people.  If Bai You refused to listen to the persuasion and let them live, Mu Xuan would be helpless.  She tugged on Baiyou's sleeve and said in a low voice, "It's almost there? Just let them have a long memory."

    Bai You was unmoved. His whole body was covered in black and he stood there motionless. In the eyes of the seven monks facing him, he seemed to be the god of death.

    Hearing Mu Xuan's words, there was a ray of light in their already gradually dark hearts, which was a chance to live.  After seeing Bai You's indifferent reaction, the light was instantly annihilated and swallowed by the thicker darkness, and everything turned into despair.

    When his life was hanging by a thread, Bai You suddenly withdrew his coercion, and the seven of them fell to the ground like broken sacks, making a dull "plop".

    Bai You gave them a cold look, and shouted, "Get lost!"

    The seven of them had just come back from wandering around the gate of hell, and when they were exhausted, they heard Bai You's words as if they had heard the king of Hades demanding their lives.  He caught the eyes of killing gods, and was smashed into slag by a palm.

    After a disciple of the Qingming sect walked a long way, he couldn't help but look back, and put all the humiliation, resentment, unwillingness, hatred, revenge and other emotions into this look, and hit back hard at Bai You, making it clear  There will be no attitude of letting go in the future.

    Bai You's eyes are so sharp, and his spiritual sense is extremely sharp. Even though this glance disappeared in the blink of an eye, he still caught it.

    A white feather like a sharp arrow came to the monk in an instant, brushed along the underside of the two eyebrows, pierced through the left and right eyeballs, and the blood splashed, outlining a strange scarlet painting on his face.

    Before the monk even had time to react, he felt a piercing pain, followed by a bright red covering his vision, and then fell into endless darkness.

    "Ah¡ª" The scream resounded through the forest, and the monk covered his eyes, rolling on the ground in pain.  The remaining three Qingming sect disciples were so shocked that they didn't dare to say a word, took out the pill and fed him, then hurriedly carried him away.

    Bai You took Bai Yu back and played with it in his hand, until everyone was too far away to see, and no one dared to look back, then put it away.

    "Quick! Quick! Find a jade box and put away these spirit herbs, and we'll leave when we get the fragments." Bai You put away his murderous demeanor, greeted Mu Xuan, and began to clean up the spoils.

    Of course, Bai You was not afraid of those two sects, but felt that the scream just now might attract unsuspecting monks nearby, and it would be another trouble, so he had to hurry up and leave.

    Mu Xuan also understood this truth, so without further ado, the two of them started at the same time, picking all the large clusters of spiritual herbs on the grass and harvesting them.  Then he rummaged through the soil and found a fragment of Shenshang jade three feet below the ground.

    Mu Xuan was overjoyed, and after getting it, she didn't rush to integrate it, so she said, "Leave here first and then talk about it."

    Bai You frowned, feeling carefully with his heart, and it seemed that he had discovered something new.

    With a wave of his hand, he pointed to the finely turned soil and said, "Quickly use the flying sword to dig further, there are still good things underneath!"

    Bai You said yes, then yesThere is.  Without hesitation, Mu Xuan copied the sword and went up. The poor Feijian was forced to do the work of the shovel, making mud all over the sword.

    While digging, Mu Xuan felt that Feijian had hit a hard object, and it was difficult to go down.  She walked around a bit, scraped away the soil beside her, and slowly exposed the hard unknown object in front of her eyes.

    Regardless of the dirt, Bai You reached out to hold it up and observed it carefully.  This is a face-sized stone, which should be some kind of ore that can be used as a refining material.

    Mu Xuan didn't know her. Seeing Bai You's concentration, she asked expectantly, "What good thing is this? What can it be used for?"

    Bai You looked it over and over several times, and after a long while, with an innocent face, he said, "I don't know you."

    "" Mu Xuan was speechless.

    "But it's very special, you just put it away first, maybe you will use it someday. Even if it turns out to be useless in the end - anyway, the space bag has a lot of space, and it doesn't hinder anything." Bai You said nonchalantly.

    "" Mu Xuan was speechless again, took the unknown stone from his hand, rubbed it casually, and threw it into the universe bag.  Bai You is right, there is no harm in holding it first.

    As soon as the matter here was over, the two left quickly.

    This is the first day of the existence of the small underground world. Although there are many treasure hunters pouring in, they have not yet reached the point where there are heads everywhere.  After searching hard, you can always find many treasures, or spirit grasses and immortal medicines, or gold stones for refining equipment, and the most inferior ones can be exchanged for spirit stones.

    All the monks came to this deserted land as invaders, vowing to turn this place upside down, and leave no one who can be moved.

    Mu Xuan is not stupid, so naturally she will not let go of such a good opportunity.  With Bai You and Canshangyu, she has an advantage over others, and has scooped up a lot of useful and valuable goodies.

    Later, more and more monks entered this underground world, treasures became more and more rare, but the conflicts intensified day by day, Mu Xuan simply gave up this troubled water.

    The first group of people did not expect that there would be such a vast space here, and naturally they did not know that there are countless natural materials and earthly treasures here.  Several major sects have contacted the nearest courtyard or stronghold, requesting for additional manpower.  As the news spread, countless casual cultivators and small and medium sects also poured in.

    There are more people, and there are more conflicts. Many monks die every day, and blood stains can be seen everywhere.  The originally peaceful and peaceful world has not only become noisy and flamboyant, it has even become a bone burial place.  This treasure hunt has turned into a brutal killing game.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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