"Bastard, kill her, we'll divide these treasures equally!"

The leader let out an angry shout, waking up those robbers who were a little confused, and for a while, more than a dozen flying swords and magic weapons were sacrificed one after another, attacking Murong Xianxian.

In the treasure chariot, Kong Li and the others were also watching the robber monks outside, and they were naturally disdainful of the strength of these people, but they were all a little surprised when Murong Xianxian stimulated the power of Qingluan Baoran...... With their eyesight, they didn't even see that those relics were so powerful.

"It seems that those relics are actually the treasures refined by the relics left by the great power of the Buddha, and there are thirteen in total, I'm afraid they are not ordinary relics!" Hou Tong said.

"I really didn't expect that pagoda to be a superior Buddha treasure, I'm afraid this pagoda itself is extraordinary. Kong Li is more optimistic about the pagoda.

"The defense of this Buddha bone relic is good, but the power of that Sanskrit sound is too small. Xiang Zhong was a little unimpressed.

"What do you know!"

Kong Li glared at him: "Sanskrit sound is mainly against the evil way demon sound, it is not ecstasy, if there is that effect, what is the difference between Sanskrit sound and demon sound." ”

She was right, the Sanskrit sound emitted by the Buddha bone relics was not a means of attack, so the leader shouted loudly to wake up those subordinates.

Boom! Boom!

Dao Dao treasure light and divine power bombarded the shield, no matter how they attacked, the shield of this emanating Buddha light was immovable, and it was so tenacious that people felt desperate, which made those robbers itch even more, and the leader almost wrote the word 'greed' on the top of his head.

"I don't know what to do!"

A layer of anger finally appeared on Murong Xian's face, and she cast a spell at the wind chimes hanging in the corner of the treasure hall.

Bell......

The wind chimes vibrated without wind, and with the crisp sound of the bells, invisible sound waves spread around the treasure ring, like ripples in the water.

"What is this?" A Tianxia looked at the others in amazement, "It's the wind chime?"

"That's not right...... God, bondage!!It's space bondage!!" A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Lang Qianqun's face, and the eyes of several other people were similar.

"It's not the spatial constraints, but these sound waves form a strange energy cycle, which greatly buffers the movements of people and magic weapons...... "Kong Li is a Mahayana monk after all, her gaze is more accurate than others, and her perception is stronger.

At this time, the most frightened are the robber monks outside, when the bell rings, in their perception, not only their magic weapons have become extremely slow, their movements have also slowed down, what is even more terrifying is that their use of their divine consciousness has also been greatly restricted, in the invisible remote sound waves, the extension is a snail crawling, even the magic power, magic weapons can not be used, the crisp wind chimes sound like the general.

Suddenly, the three Qingluan pulling carts let out a crisp sound in unison, the bird's neck turned gracefully, and flames flew in all directions.

Whew, whew!

The surroundings of Bao Yuan immediately turned into a flame, although these Qingluan fires are not the real fire used for alchemy, but they are not comparable to ordinary flames, but the cultivation realm of those monks is much higher than these three Qingluan, but they are trapped by sound waves, and they are burned one by one, and even the Yuan Shen has not escaped.

"They're so pitiful!" said Jia Tianxia in the midst of the treasure, but his face was completely gloating.

But in a moment, the seventeen monks who had robbed were all burned to ashes, and the ashes fell from the air, and seventeen storage rings and some magic weapons and flying swords fell down in a dripping manner.

Murong Xianxian waved her hand, as if a whirlpool with infinite suction power appeared in her sleeve, and those rings and magic weapons were thrown into her sleeves one after another, and she could no longer see that there were more than ten cultivators in the God Refining Stage here just now.

Dozens of divine senses swept towards this side, and quickly left, Murong Xianxian knew that the owners of these divine senses were not all robbers, but they definitely did not have good intentions. However, more than a dozen great monks died here at once, and it is estimated that the monks who are a little less powerful will not dare to come to fight for wildfires again. If there is no accident, there are not many people who dare to make up their minds wherever this Qingluan Baocha passes, and they don't even dare to approach them.

Bao Yuan continued to move forward, and Murong Xian Xian had already returned to Bao Yuan, throwing those magic weapon flying swords and storage rings on the table.

"These robbers' property is all with you, it is estimated that you will not use those elixirs, take a look at these magic weapons, make do with them, and when you return to Yunshan Mountain, I will have people refine magic weapons for you." Well, if you have special needs, we can find a way to get them too. ”

Murong Xianxian grinned: "It is said that there is a batch of chaos here, and it is quite possible to get some good things." ”

Needless to say, the seized pills are the same, like those magic weapons, Murong Xianxian is not eye-catching, but those materials are quite good, and many materials are extremely rare in the market, but the spirit stones have been collected, seventeen storage rings, and the spirit stones have been seized more than 300 million.

Passing through the mountains, there is already a plain below, and occasionally you can see villages and markets in the middle of the jungle. The sky gradually darkened, the layered scenery had gradually merged into a monotonous gray-black, and there was an oppressive aura in the air, and occasionally some retreats flew through the air, but it could be seen that these retreats were all distinct and very far away, only a few cultivators who were obviously a group of people walked together, and they were also very far away from the other monks.

In the sky, a streamer of light shot from a distance, as if teleporting, every time the huge Qingluan waved its wings, it would bring a sound like thunder, and the body surface of the three Qingluan faintly exuded a flame-like brilliance.

"It seems that it is not an ordinary monk to pull a cart with Qingluan!" Some monks were a little envious when they saw this scene. It's just that most of these people are loners, and they will definitely not rashly fight the idea of this Qingluan Baoyuan.

"Kong Li, there is a market town not far ahead, I'll go and see the news, you go on, we will meet in front. After Murong Xianxian gave the order, he flew out of the treasure and continued to move forward alone.

After about a quarter of an hour, the market town finally appeared completely in Murong Xianxian's field of vision, and she gradually slowed down and retreated, and then slowly fell towards the entrance of the market town.

From the air, the market town looked like a palm-sized grid of small lattices, not very large. But when he got in close contact, Murong Xianxian found that this tribe was actually not small. Among them, there are hundreds of large and small buildings, and judging from the constant noise in them, the popularity inside seems to be quite good.

Just as she was approaching the entrance of the market town, with a 'boom', a blue streamer burst through the air and shot towards Murong Xianxian's chest, looking as if she was going to shoot Murong Xianxian to death on the spot...... The streamer shot into Murong Xianxian's chest, and someone let out a cry of joy, and then a figure flew over.

However, this person's joy was only for a moment, and the streamer passed through Murong Xianxian's chest, but it did not stop, and Murong Xianxian's figure was slowly dissipating.

"Huh?" The figure that rushed out let out a startled roar, and quickly recalled the flying sword and looked around, looking for the Murong Xian who should have been shot.

"Are you looking for me?" a soft voice sounded behind him...... The sound seemed to be in his ears, and the monk could almost feel the breathing.

"You...... Don't you mess around?" he was so nervous that he was about to attack with his flying sword, when a small cold hand had already pinched the back of his neck.

"I'm not going to mess around, but you're going to be honest with me and answer me a question. The voice said.

"What...... What?" the monk sweated like rain, and even the sword light of the flying sword became dim.

"You were going to kill me?"

"No...... Misunderstanding! Really, really misunderstanding!" the monk was already sweating.

"The answer is wrong, so you're going to be punished!"

The voice was still soft, but the monk felt a chill to the bone, "You, you can't, I'm from the Xuantian League~"

With a soft 'click', the monk's head drooped, his neck bone was broken, and his eyebrows collapsed, and even the Yuan Ying in the Purple Mansion was killed.

This was just a condensed infant monk, Murong Xianxian picked up his flying sword and a storage bag around his waist and put them away, and casually popped a flame on the corpse.

Call~

The flames were blazing, and the corpses burned to ashes in a matter of moments.

She knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at the gate of the market town at this time, but she didn't care...... This is Qin Tianyi suing her. In the chaotic city, there is no most ruthless, only more ruthless, any mercy here is self-destruction, just by the behavior of that kid just now, I don't know how many people were plotted by him, how to kill him is not too much.

The flames extinguished automatically, and there was a faint smell of burnt fire in the air. When Murong Xianxian walked into the market town, he saw all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street, on which all kinds of strange goods were placed. At this time, there were also many monks wandering around the street.

"This beauty has just come to the Chaos City, right?"

As soon as she walked through the two streets, three monks suddenly came to Murong Xianxian's body, and a god refining monk led by her looked at Murong Xianxian with a lewd expression.

"Yes, just came today. Murong Xian said quietly.

"Rookie!"

The God Refining Cultivator pursed his lips disdainfully, "Hand over what you have, spirit stones, magic weapons, or other things." ”

"But it's all mine. Murong Xian said in surprise.

"It's mine now!"

The God Refining Cultivator smiled evilly, "Not only all the things on your body are mine, but even you are mine, if you wait comfortably in this seat, and this seat keeps you, you will be in the wind here, and you will be rainy!"

As he spoke, he reached out to support Murong Slender's chin. RS