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There are so many souls of monks in the Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage, but they have been missed in vain! In the void passage, Zhou Zheng, who was being floated forward peacefully, was restraining himself from swearing.
In the stone tower, he could completely sense the situation outside the stone tower, but all his thoughts at the time were focused on the Netherworld Map, so that he was so excited that he made such a neglect.
"Fortunately, there is a Nether Map, otherwise we would have suffered a huge loss this time!"
After comforting himself, Zhou Zheng stopped worrying about the matter and began to wait calmly for the exit to appear. While he was still in the void passage, the city where Zhou Zheng was staying was shaking violently, as if a landslide had occurred somewhere.
"what happened?"
"What happened?"
"Are there any powerful monks dueling nearby?"
"I didn't notice any spiritual energy fluctuations!"
"yes!"
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Amidst the violent shaking, the entire city suddenly erupted with spiritual powers of varying strengths and weaknesses, protecting their respective buildings. At the same time, the streets and alleys were noisy, and a faint panic spread throughout the city. The monk's heart was filled with confusion.
"This wave of fluctuation seems to be coming from the direction of the Death Plain. Could it be"
In the Zhou¡¯s Medicinal Materials Purchasing Station, the old man lying on his back on a wicker chair in the corner suddenly stood up, his eyes showing an unbelievable look that he had never seen before.
He was watching Zhou Zheng being dragged into the inexplicable space of the Death Plain!
After the shock, the old man and the wicker chair disappeared in the shop in an instant. Not only him, there was a figure in every secluded place in the entire city, disappearing in the city without anyone noticing. After the shaking calmed down, all the monks in the city who felt the direction of the abnormal fluctuations also rushed towards the Death Plain.
"Is there any powerful magic weapon about to be born?"
These monks with keen senses had just risen from the sky in the city. The other monks, out of curiosity, also closed their stalls and followed closely.
Those with flying magic weapons are flying through the sky. Those who did not have flying magic weapons also lit up their special skills on the ground and flew all the way. Suddenly, almost all the monks in the entire city rushed straight to the Death Plain as if they were going to the market.
Among the people rushing to the Death Plain, many are people from various small and medium-sized tribes that are attached to the Changsun tribe.
Originally, these people were here to investigate Zhou Zheng¡¯s whereabouts. Now everyone I met came out of the market one after another, muttering about some magic weapon that was about to be born. Although they may not be able to obtain powerful magic weapons, people always have the habit of joining in the fun, not to mention they are still lucky.
The flow of people quickly arrived at the edge of the Death Plain, and when they just arrived, they saw a void space exit appearing on the Death Plain.
Because of the previous violent fluctuations, this misty exit from the void space now became a sign of the birth of the magic weapon in the eyes of the monks. However, they were also afraid of the terror of the Death Plain, so the monks could only They were crowded together restlessly, trying their best to get as far forward as possible. As a result, those monks with relatively low cultivation levels were pushed to the periphery one after another. And these monks who were squeezed to the periphery, feeling unhappy, began to make secret moves.
"Fuck, what bastard beats me up?"
"You dare to steal my storage bag? You are seeking death!"
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The scene suddenly lost control.
At this moment, Zhou Zheng fell out of the space passage with a plop.
"As for being so high? Bullying me"
Zhou Zheng got up from the ground in disgrace, cursing on his lips. But before he could finish cursing, he suddenly found that he was surrounded by monks with dull eyes.
The sky and the earth are full of them.
Whywhy are there so many monks?
Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment, but he came back to his senses immediately.
Is there something abnormal in the netherworld? The Nether Map was taken away, and it was natural that there would be abnormalities in the space.
Thinking secretly in his heart, Zhou Zheng lowered his head and looked at his feet.
This is where Zhou Zheng doesn¡¯t understand space. An abnormality in space may not necessarily cause superficial damage to this death plain.
But before he could see clearly the situation on the plain, there was an angry shout among the monks.
"Zhou Zheng!"
Zhou Zheng frowned and looked up at the group of monks. Under his gaze, a group of monks in different costumes slowly walked out of the group of monks. The number of people was about twenty-five or six. The other monks, knowing the origins of these people, quietly retreated a little silently at this time, with a thoughtful and obscure light flashing in their eyes.
Spiritual consciousness passed by, and the highest level was only the initial stage of foundation building. And with this added in, there are only five foundation building periods in total.
Originally I thought they were people from the Changsun tribe, but now seeing that their clothes were messy, Zhou Zheng frowned a little closer.
"Who are you?"
Frowning, Zhou Zheng asked lightly.
Now that the meridians are damaged, he cannot use his spiritual power, so he cannot use the Hidden Spirit Art to disguise his condition. In other words, Zhou Zheng's current situation of almost drying up of spiritual power in his body was as clear as a naked woman without any secrets.
Under such circumstances, those monks who came out did not take Zhou Zheng, who could kill Changsun Xuedao and others, seriously. Just as Zhou Zheng finished speaking, one of the foundation-building monks among them said disdainfully: "Boy, don't think that we will be afraid of you just because you can kill all the powerful men of the blood path of the eldest grandson! In your current situation, even among us The weakest person can easily kill you! To tell you the truth, we are the elite tribesmen of each tribe who are attached to the Changsun Tribe. After you killed Changsun Xuedao and others, the Changsun Tribe had already issued a reward, as long as it was The people attached to the Changsun tribe will kill you and reward you with five thousand souls! If you report your whereabouts and let the people from the Changsun tribe successfully find you, you will be rewarded with two thousand souls! Boy, I never thought you would be so valuable!"
The monks from various tribes under the Changsun tribe who came here following the flow of people originally did not dare to step into the Death Plain, but they saw that Zhou Zheng had stood on the Death Plain for so long as if nothing had happened. Fluctuations, and Zhou Zheng's appearance of exhausted spiritual energy at this time, so they concluded that Zhou Zheng must have destroyed the unknown space of the Death Plain.
Although they were shocked that Zhou Zheng could single-handedly destroy the unknown space of the Death Plain that even the Yuanying monks dared not set foot on, how could they pay attention to such shock in the face of huge interests?
Not only these monks from various tribes, but also other monks who came from Fangshi.
After the Changsun tribe¡¯s aggressive investigation and bounty, it was difficult for the monks not to recognize Zhou Zheng. Now that there are huge benefits, everyone has already made small calculations.
¡°In the final analysis, it was caused by the exhaustion of spiritual power in Zhou Zheng¡¯s body at this time. If Zhou Zheng was at his peak, at least they wouldn't be so blatant. How could someone like Zhangsun Xue Dao be able to kill someone like them and confront him head-on?
Of course, many of these monks who have their own plans are in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and some are even in the late stage of foundation establishment. However, compared with the Changsun Blood Path, they are still inferior in terms of realm. What's more, he wasn't the only one with Changsun Xue Dao at that time.
It is precisely based on this consideration that they did not take immediate action, but waited and waited. Because in their opinion, although Zhou Zheng's spiritual power was exhausted at this time, he was able to kill more than a dozen foundation-building monks including Changsun Xue Dao at the same time. He must have other unusual means.
Zhou Zheng relaxed his brows and smiled slightly. But he did not answer the words of the foundation-building monk. Instead, he slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the other monks who were watching the excitement in silence: "What about you? You came here to see me, are you also ready to receive that Two thousand spirits?¡±
No one answered him, but Zhou Zheng was like asking and answering himself, and his faint voice continued: "I don't mind if you report my whereabouts to the Changsun tribe, as long as you have the ability to attract more people from the Changsun tribe."
His words caused a commotion among the monks. There were sounds of disdain and disdain one after another.
"What do you think you are? Golden elixir? Or Nascent Soul?"
"That's right! Now you can't even deal with it for a period of Qi training, and you still dare to talk so brazenly!"
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Zhou Zheng was simply indifferent to this. The Soul Demon once told him to keep a low profile, and he also wanted to keep a low profile, but often some people just didn't want him to keep a low profile. The Changsun tribe had issued such a reward, so even if Zhou Zheng wanted to keep a low profile, he could no longer keep a low profile. Since he couldn't keep a low profile, he was ready to act high-profile. And he believed that someone hiding in the dark would never stand idly by.
After asking and answering questions, Zhou Zheng just turned his attention back to the so-called elites of their respective tribes. Facing the same disdainful eyes of those people, he asked with a smile: "Are you prepared to die for the sake of Five Thousand Spirits?"
"Arrogant!"
The original foundation-building monk disdainfully said to the other four foundation-building monks: "As agreed before, whoever kills him in the end will get the reward!"
The other four people nodded at the same time, and then the five waved their hands and ordered their own people to step forward to snatch it.
Robbery?
It can be said to be a robbery! To them, Zhou Zheng at this time was just a pile of dazzling spiritual stones, five thousand low-grade spiritual stones!
His own clan members stepped forward, but the five foundation-building monks stood there without even moving.
These five people are also human beings. Their thoughts were the same as those of the monks who were watching, and they wanted to find out the depth of Zhou Zheng through their own clansmen.
The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel. In the face of huge profits, tribesmen are sometimes just for sale. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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