More than 100 people who entered the tomb have been buried about 30 people under the temptation of this suspended island.

And with the extension of the sheep intestine path, the suspended islands on both sides are getting bigger and bigger, and the treasures in the island are getting better and better. Even the all-colored spirit level treasure, which made the thin old man's breathing slightly shorter.

"All the way we came, there are tens of thousands of large and small floating islands, how many treasures does Beixuan Zhenren have!"

"The light?"

At this moment, a cry came.

I saw a small floating island about thirty zhang away, and a treasure chest emitted dazzling golden light. Looking at this light, you know that the level of this treasure must exceed that of the upper grade of the spirit level!

The crowd was thrilled.

Dozens of half-step Xuanqi martial artists, with obsessive faces.

Yang Mucheng was stunned at first, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

"Phew!"

He shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt, and immediately made everyone come in a trance.

"This treasure chest has been manipulated by Beixuan Zhenren, which can cause people to lose their minds!" A trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the thin old man. With his Xuan Qi realm, he almost touched the road. However, he was even more surprised that Yang Mucheng was able to come back to his senses faster than himself.

"It's only thirty zhang, I should be able to!"

A warrior's eyes glowed with a greedy green light.

This person's name is Chen Yue, and he cultivates a body refining method similar to the Great Yin Family's boxing technique, and his qi and blood are several times stronger than others, and he has also obtained several yellow-level treasures.

"Drink!"

Chen Yue shouted, his body was like electricity, rolled up a wave of qi, flew out of the air, and rushed towards the suspended island.

But in the void, the suppressive force increased suddenly, and Chen Yue only felt a surging force pressing down. He struggled desperately, flew through the air for more than ten feet, and the momentum faded.

"Ah~"

Chen Yue let out a miserable scream and fell into the bottomless abyss.

This scene woke up the other warriors.

"Let's go!"

The thin old man shouted in a low voice. "This treasure chest can arouse greed in the heart!"

Everyone didn't dare to look at it anymore and hurriedly moved forward.

Only Yang Mucheng is still standing in place.

"Boy, what do you want to do......" The thin old man looked different.

Rise!

Before the words fell, Yang Mucheng had already leaped out. Under the shocked gaze of countless people, it actually landed on the island.

He opened the treasure chest, which contained a bracelet.

Yang Mucheng was overjoyed in his heart: "It's actually the best storage bracelet of the Yellow Order!"

The storage bracelet belongs to the magic weapon of the space system, and it is originally quite rare. The value of this yellow-rank top-grade bracelet is even higher than that of a middle-grade blade in the Xuan Rank!

"What? storage bracelets?"

The warriors around him were shocked.

Many people have greed in their eyes.

Storage props are very rare, the production methods of this kind of magic weapon have long been lost, they have lived for hundreds of years, and they only have a high-grade and medium-grade storage ring. There are even some half-step Xuan Qi, which can only be used in the lowest level storage bags.

Yang Mucheng picked up the storage bracelet, his consciousness was integrated into it, and he felt a huge space.

Whew!

He transferred all the treasures such as the Spirit Rank Danfang Daquan in the Space Ring to the storage bracelet. The figure jumped, as if unaffected by the tomb, and returned to the path.

"Boy, those who see it have a share, and this storage bracelet should also have our share, you don't want to eat it alone!"

As soon as Yang Mucheng fell, three warriors surrounded him, and their faces were undisguised as greedy.

Yang Mucheng heard Liang Xiao talk about these three people.

Zhao Long, Zhao Hu, and Zhao Bao, these three were originally bandits on Tianfeng Mountain, and they entered the martial arts world by chance. They bullied the weak and bullied the strong, plundered a lot of exercises and resources, and actually cultivated to the half-step Xuan Qi in just a hundred years.

Because of their bandit background, they are ruthless and decisive, and ordinary half-step Xuanqi can't provoke them.

"What about monopolizing? Could it be that you still dare to rob it?"

Yang Mucheng played with the storage bracelet and looked at the three of them with a smile, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. As early as when he got the Danfang Daquan, the three of them had been paying attention to him. Now that he has obtained this storage bracelet, the three of them can no longer hold back their greed.

In fact, not only these three people, but many of the martial artists present bullied him for his young age and wanted to attack him.

"Don't talk nonsense, do it!"

Zhao Long, who was the leader, let out a roar of anger and pounced directly on Yang Mucheng.

Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao followed closely behind, coming around from both sides, wanting to cut off Yang Mucheng's retreat.

In an instant, the three of them all launched a killing move towards Yang Mucheng.

"A rabble!"

Yang Mucheng sneered.

In the tomb, when the qi and blood are suppressed, you dare to shoot at him, it is simply looking for death!

Swish!

His body flickered, and he cast a spiritual void to float across, leaving an afterimage in place. Dodge the killing moves of the three in an instant!

"Don't let this kid escape from the grave!"

Zhao Long roared angrily, leaped up like a swimming dragon, and pounced on Yang Mucheng.

He was the fastest, leaving Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao directly behind.

"Deal with you first!"

Yang Mucheng was a little on his tiptoes, and the figure that burst out suddenly stopped in place, turning from extreme movement to extreme quiet. This strange figure didn't last long, and the next moment he took a step forward, shooting out like a cannonball, approaching Zhao Long.

Thirty-six styles of real martial arts, the dragon is broken!

"Not good!"

Horror flashed in Zhao Long's eyes, and he closed his palms and protected them in front of him. But Yang Mucheng's punch smashed through the defense of his hands and hit him directly in the chest.

"Tear Pull~"

There was a tearing sound, and his back was as if it had been cut open by a pair of scissors, along with his internal organs and vertebrae, which were shattered at this moment, turning into a cloud of pus and blood that shot out of his body. Before he could even scream, he fell down the trail and into the abyss.

Seeing this, Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao flashed a trace of fear in their eyes, and they didn't dare to fight with Yang Mucheng again, so they hurriedly fled into the distance.

However, before they could flee far, they felt a strong wind sweeping behind them.

"Get the hell out of here!"

One by one, Yang Mucheng directly kicked them into the bottomless abyss.

......

"Not good!"

Liang Xiao walked for a while, only then did he realize that Yang Mucheng did not follow, and suddenly heard a fight behind him, and then looked towards the rear. found that Zhao Long and the three of them actually attacked Yang Mucheng. His face changed, and he hurriedly wanted to help.

"No need to help, this kid can handle it!"

The thin old man smiled faintly and stopped Liang Xiao.

One-on-three?

The other martial artists secretly sneered, they had already seen Yang Mucheng unhappy. A milky hairy boy who has not dried up can actually get so many treasures by him. They even got the best storage bracelet of the Yellow Order! This made them secretly jealous.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the three brothers of Zhao Long to start so quickly!" a martial artist sneered.

"I'm going to wait until I get out of the tomb. If the storage bracelet falls into the hands of these three people, I am afraid that it will not be able to snatch it!" said someone else.

"The husband is not guilty of his crimes, if you want to blame it, you can only blame this kid for being too sharp and jealous. There were also warriors who shook their heads secretly.

As soon as the words fell.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Yang Mucheng walked with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling in his back garden.

(End of chapter)