Volume 1 Lonely Island Fall Chapter 263 Rakshasa King
"These murals are carved with ancient demon beasts?"
"Who said that this is a demon beast, this is a domesticated spirit beast, most of them are immortals raised by this ancient immortal, and they also soar, whether it is an immortal or a spirit beast, it is unimaginably powerful."
"The Purple Sword Immortal Palace once had a powerful cultivator who soared?"
The monks walked into the central palace and looked at the murals in amazement.
Ye Mo was also looking at the many spirit beasts in the mural, thinking of the three beasts in his ancient painting scroll, he couldn't help but secretly think, maybe they could all grow to this extent in the future.
Ye Mo was even more looking forward to it.
Just when all the monks were intoxicated and obsessed, on a weapon rack in front of the palace, hundreds of lights of different colors burst out, with a soft sword roar, a fierce sword roar, and a domineering and invincible gun roar...... Tremble
Hundreds of magic artifacts had been silent for too long, and no monk had used them for 10,000 years. As the best magic weapons, they are not eager to be used, they all vibrated independently, and even some magic weapons flew up, gorgeous light bloomed, and thousands of soldiers resonated.
"Look, there are hundreds of magic weapons with independent consciousness, and we have developed them."
I don't know if it was the monk who roared in surprise, and everyone suddenly came to their senses.
After everyone woke up, their eyes were full of the dancing spiritual weapons, and the desires in their hearts suddenly grew, and they quickly soared.
Ordinary magic weapons never have such spirituality. At the very least, it is also a top-grade magic weapon, or even a primordial magic weapon, so that it may be able to sing on itself and attract the attention of the monks.
Such a superb magic weapon is worth a lot of money, and the minimum price is 100,000 spirit stones.
"Grab it"
Dozens of monk figures directly rose up with their swords and rushed towards the trembling magic weapon.
Ye Mo's eyes flashed.
The magic weapons left over from ancient times must be very good
He gave Gao Yan, Chang Fei and others a look, and rushed over directly.
The other city lords were not slow to react, and their cultivation also surpassed that of the other monks, and one after another flashed with brilliant light, and all the top monks took action.
Ye Mo grabbed a flying magic sword in his hand, and was immediately received by the Sumeru ring into the inner space.
"Fuck off, it's mine"
"Who said that you dare to rob Lao Tzu and look for death"
All the monks were crazy, their eyes were red-eyed, and there were only magic weapons left in their eyes, as long as someone dared to rob them, they would be absolutely merciless and fight hard.
The Rakshasa pirates were the first to strike, they have always had no scruples, and they want to snatch the treasure when they see it.
The monks of the five strong towns also made their eyes, the three old immortal towns and the nine immortal towns, the scattered monks were naturally not to be outdone, and the original scene of snatching spiritual weapons instantly evolved into a battlefield for grabbing treasures.
The spirit sword flying in the sky burst out with a strong momentum, and one after another brilliant light was cut out of the aura, and the screams came one after another, and the entire central immortal palace hall instantly splashed with blood.
"Zhu Hua restrain your people, don't kill indiscriminately, and dare to make a move against the people of my three major immortal towns. ”
Anger flashed in Long Haotian's eyes, and he directly slashed at Zhu Hua with a sword qi.
Zhu Hua's fat body flexibly flashed Long Haotian's attack, smiled coldly, and said: "Dragon City Lord, everyone is just to grab a few more magic weapons, whoever can grab it is whoever, should I give it to you for nothing?"
"You ......"
Long Haotian was a little stunned by what he said. With a murderous flash in his eyes, he didn't hesitate and shot directly at Zhu Hua.
Although the Immortal City Alliance prohibits the city lords from attacking and killing each other, they do not prohibit fighting, and even if they are disabled, there will be no punishment.
The city lords of the two immortal towns all fought, and the other monks naturally had no scruples and fought one after another.
Ye Mo rushed into the crowd of monks in the scuffle and snatched the two magic weapons.
Just as he was about to look for his next target, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly stopped.
Inside the main hall of this central immortal palace, on an ancestral altar, there is a dark black box on it, and there are strong spiritual energy fluctuations on it, which is obviously banned.
The monks were attracted by the flying magic weapons, but they didn't notice the box
"This box is sealed, but I'm afraid it's far more than other magic weapons."
While Ye Mo flashed this thought, he didn't hesitate at all, and rushed towards the ancestor offering the platform at full speed.
But at this time, Ye Mo's pupils shrank again.
A white figure wearing a hat and veil, faster than him, flashed by, and in a few light jumps, it overtook him, and it had already arrived at the offering platform. This outfit is obviously a female Rakshasa pirate.
"Rakshasa pirate, why is she so fast?"
Ye Mo was taken aback.
With his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, and he cast a wind spell, he hit at full speed, and was actually easily surpassed by this female Rakshasa pirate in a flash. There is no hope of catching up at all.
Ye Mo was stunned, immediately stopped, and stood with a horizontal sword.
The white shadow turned around, only to see that her Qianqianyu hand was already grasping the black box, and a silver-white mask could be faintly seen under the veiled hat.
"You're the Rakshasa King?"
Ye Mo frowned, seeing that the treasure chest in his hand was actually snatched away by the Rakshasa King, that mood made him very depressed. A Jindan monk disguised himself as a foundation monk and came here to rob the treasure, which also made him feel quite powerless.
"Huh, you know me?"
The Rakshasa King's ice eyes flashed, a little surprised.
She has always been secretive, and although the monks of the various immortal towns in the Blood Sea War Zone have heard of her name, few people have seen her. Ye Mo guessed her identity at a glance, which was rare.
The Rakshasa King's sexy lips raised slightly, raised the box in his hand, and said with a playful smile: "Boy, it seems that you are a step late This treasure belongs to me." ”
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Ye Mo was speechless. It would be strange if he could snatch this box from the hands of a Jindan monk. It was already impossible to get the box from the Rakshasa King. was obtained by her, and he had nothing to say.
Although he had some regrets, he didn't take it to heart.
The exercises he got from Ziling Daozun were already strong enough, and it was enough to develop the Ye Clan's Immortal Town, plus this time the Purple Sword Immortal Palace and his party had obtained many treasures, and it was not a loss.
The Rakshasa King suddenly thought of something, glanced at Ye Mo, and said lightly: "You are Ye Mo of the Ye Clan's Immortal Town, right? I don't have time to settle accounts with you now, but I'll talk about it later
Ye Mo couldn't help but show a wry smile, but he didn't argue. It doesn't make sense with the leader of the Rakshasa pirates.
After a slight delay, the city lords in the Immortal Hall had already reacted, and after snatching and dividing up the hundreds of magic weapons, they rushed up with all their subordinates and surrounded the Rakshasa King.
Only the Rakshasa pirates, standing behind her, faintly confronted the monks.
The city lords didn't recognize who the female Rakshasa pirate in front of them was, they only thought it was an ordinary pirate monk.
"Put down the treasure chest in your hand immediately"
Zhu Hua shouted at the Rakshasa King.
"What if you don't let go"
The Rakshasa King glanced at Zhu Hua lightly.
"Then don't blame us for being polite, and wipe out all of you Rakshasa pirates."
A sneer hung on the corner of Zhu Hua's mouth and said.
Behind him, the hundreds of monks from the Five Strong Towns all stared at the Rakshasa pirates with fierce eyes. The other Immortal Town monks and scattered cultivators did not look at each other kindly.
They are only here to compete for profit, and whoever has a treasure in his hand will naturally rob whomever he wants. Moreover, the Rakshasa Pirates were only more than 200 foundation building monks, and they were far from being the opponents of other Immortal Town monks.
"Presumptuous"
"When we Rakshasa pirates are easy to bully, aren't they?"
"We grabbed this treasure chest first, why should we give it to you?"
The three Rakshasa pirate leaders, Red Rose, Green Vine, and Demon Girl, immediately reprimanded angrily.
"The treasures of the Ancient Purple Sword Immortal Palace should have been inherited by our Immortal Alliance. You are just a group of Rakshasa pirates, what qualifications do you have to claim the treasure for yourself! Could it be that you want to challenge the monks of Immortal Town who are here?"
Zhu Hua laughed darkly.
"Are you worthy of the challenge?"
The Rakshasa King smiled contemptuously.
rumble
A monstrous coercive momentum suddenly erupted from her, as if destroying the world, and a chilling killing intent enveloped the entire Immortal Palace.
In an instant, the faces of the surrounding foundation building monks changed greatly, and the spiritual energy in their bodies was suffocated, like the weight of ten thousand jun, and they retreated one after another. This coercion was so strong that it was almost unbearable for them.
This kind of strong coercion can only be done by a Jindan period monk.
"Brother Jindan"
"You. Are you the Rakshasa King?"
The monks changed color in shock, showing horror and disbelief.
The Rakshasa King is extremely famous in the Blood Sea War Zone, which makes people smell and change color. However, almost no one has ever seen this mysterious Rakshasa King, and the dragon does not know whether she is a man or a woman.
Subconsciously, they all thought that the Rakshasa King was a burly and strong monk who could dominate the unruly Rakshasa pirates. But unexpectedly, the Rakshasa King was actually a female monk, and with a little disguise, she became an ordinary female Rakshasa pirate.
"The Rakshasa King is actually here"
The monks showed fear in their eyes, and gradually retreated dozens of feet, giving way to the passage, not daring to stop them. The Jindan stage cultivators are not as easy to deal with as the Jindan Demon Beast, and the huge gap in cultivation is not something that can be made up by the number of people.
The Nine Immortal Towns, the three old Immortal Towns, and the scattered cultivators retreated one after another.
Only the foundation building monks of the five strong towns led by Zhu Hua remained, and they were stunned in place, extremely embarrassed.
"If you weren't the city lord of the Immortal League, you would have died I don't know how many times"
The Rakshasa King snorted contemptuously.
The monks didn't dare to stop it anymore, but she was not in a hurry to leave, and in front of the monks, she slapped one hand on the treasure chest and opened the sealed black treasure chest. Even if the treasure chest is a peerless treasure, no one here dares to fight with her.
"Click"
The chest opens.
The Rakshasa King couldn't help but change color.
It was empty, without any treasures, and only an inconspicuous black token sat at the bottom of the chest.
This token has no aura fluctuations, and it is obviously not any kind of magic weapon or magic weapon, it is just a brand, engraved with the number "Inheritance Hall Token". It is estimated that it is a token of the disciples of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, a command card or something. However, the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had already been destroyed for 10,000 years, and even if it had this thing, it would be useless.
She seized the treasure chest, but she didn't expect that there was no treasure inside, which was more uncomfortable than stepping into the air.