As soon as these words came out, the monk in the late stage of foundation building suddenly sneered again, and felt out an ink fountain used by a carpenter. The ink fountain is pale yellow in color, diffusing a faint brilliance, showing something extraordinary.

I saw this person grab the ink line at the top of the ink fountain and pull it hard.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were dark, and nothing could be seen. It's just that after a very short time, everyone's eyes returned to normal.

The person who spoke and shouted was lying on the ground at this time, his face was black, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Obviously, it was the monk in the late stage of the foundation building who used the Qimen magic weapon ink bucket to knock him down. It's just that when the ink bucket was in full swing, everyone didn't see the situation in the field, and the incident was in a hurry, and no one sensed the actions of the monks in the later stage of foundation building with their divine sense, so no one knew how the ink bucket knocked that person to the ground.

The monk in the later stage of foundation building said coldly: "This person's two souls and seven spirits have been included in my soul gathering ink bucket, if I haven't put the soul back after an hour, the ink bucket will completely turn this person's soul away, and this person will only be able to sleep for a long time in the future." ”

This Soul Gathering Ink Bucket was so powerful, and everyone's faces immediately changed greatly.

The monk swaggered up, took the storage bag of the fainted man and the long sword in his hand, and then asked awe-inspiringly, "What choice do you have to make?"

There was silence.

If this late-stage foundation building monk forcibly killed this person with violence, everyone would still have a little bit of resistance, but the ink bucket was too magical, and it would snatch away people's souls silently. This move immediately dispelled everyone's resistance to seventy or eighty percent, and most people thought in their hearts: "Rather than risk the soul being detained and make enemies with this person, it is better to hand over thirty percent of the fire crystal, anyway, this trip has gained a lot, and there are still a lot of three percent lost." ”

Immediately, someone stepped forward and honestly handed out a bag of fire crystals to this late-stage foundation building monk.

The monks in the later stage of foundation building did not check, so they let this person go, and then several monks left after handing over the fire crystals.

After the next person handed over the fire crystals, he was about to leave, when the monk of the late stage of foundation building suddenly said, "Open your storage bag and show me!"

The man's face turned pale suddenly, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "It's greedy in the next moment, and I'm willing to make up for three percent of the fire crystal!"

The monk in the later stage of foundation building said coldly: "Fifty percent, otherwise, death!"

The man turned over a large handful of fire crystals with a painful look on his face, and left.

As soon as this move came out, the person who had secretly been a little careful suddenly handed over the fire crystal honestly, and no longer dared to play with the spear.

In an instant, more than a dozen monks handed over the fire crystals and left peacefully.

At this moment, there was a sudden scream in the passage ahead, and then more than a dozen monks who had just run out rushed back, and one of them shouted: "There is a strong enemy coming, everyone must work together, otherwise we will die today." ”

The monk in the late stage of foundation building was happily pumping taxes, and when he heard this, a horse's face immediately sank and stretched longer.

Everyone looked into the passage in unison, and after a while, they saw a group of more than ten people walking out of the passage.

The leader was a sword-bearer monk dressed in blue, this person looked ordinary, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if there was a sword in his eyes, so that people did not dare to look at it at first sight.

Behind this person was another female cultivator with a negative sword dressed in blue, who was fair-skinned, had beautiful facial features, and had an excellent figure, always with a faint smile on her face.

Behind the female cultivator with a negative sword, an extremely beautiful tall woman with a frosty face and a small white sword in her hand was Qin Yinshuang.

Among these three, only Qin Yinshuang is a mid-stage foundation building cultivator, but looking at her realm, she is not far from breaking through. The cultivation of the blue-clothed sword-bearing monk was even close to the late stage of Jindan, and he was the outright first among all the people present. The female cultivator who bears the sword also has the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan, far surpassing everyone present.

Behind the three of them were two glamorous women and two male cultivators. The two women were Mei Niang and Wanxia, and among the two male cultivators, one of them had his arm broken from his shoulder, it was Xu Zheng, and the other was Xu Yi.

Although Xu Zheng was seriously injured after fighting with Ye Changsheng, somehow, after several years of practice, his cultivation actually directly broke through the middle stage of foundation building and entered the late stage of foundation building.

And Xu Yi also had the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, far exceeding the three-layer cultivation of qi cultivation when he first saw Ye Changsheng.

Mei Niang also had the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building at this time, and when she looked at her eyebrows, there was a sense of spring from time to time, so that ordinary monks would feel willing to die on her at first sight.

Wanxia is a late stage of foundation building, which is stronger than Mei Niang.

Behind the four of them were three ordinary Sword Sect disciples, all of whom were cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.

As soon as the blue-clothed sword-bearing monk's eyes turned in the field, he immediately understood the situation in the field, and said with a smile: "It seems that some people are worried that it will be too troublesome for us to collect the fire crystals, so I have already done it for me, so I have to thank that fellow Daoist." ”

When the monk of the late foundation building stage saw this group of people, his face had already changed greatly, and after hearing this, he asked, "What do you want?"

The blue-clothed sword-bearer said this, but he no longer paid attention to the scene in the venue, but flew up in the air and flew towards the magma. His target was the red lotus.

In the later stage of foundation building, the monk's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he was still majestic and murderous, and he didn't want to be ignored in a blink of an eye, and the changes in the world were really unexpected.

The female cultivator with a negative sword also flew up and followed the blue-clothed monk with a negative sword towards the red lotus.

Qin Yinshuang walked out and said coldly: "The person who hands over the seventy percent of the fire crystals can leave." ”

Good fellow, it's even more ruthless than the monk in the late stage of foundation building. It's no wonder that the Sword Sect let so many monks enter the Mysterious Island so easily, it turned out that they had such a mind.

When everyone heard this, they immediately let out a buzzing discussion, but no one stepped forward to hand over the fire crystals. It turned out that after the two Jindan stage monks went to the magma pool, Qin Yinshuang's mid-stage cultivation of the foundation was a little overwhelmed.

Several people who had seen Qin Yinshuang's move sighed, took the lead in handing over the fire crystal, and then walked away from the cave quickly. Among them are Sun Pohai and Kang Baocai.

One of the few people who had never participated in the scramble for fire crystals stepped forward and said, "We have never participated in the scramble for fire crystals, and there are no fire crystals in the storage bag. ”

Qin Yinshuang said, "Then you can leave." ”

Several monks got up and left in a hurry, Qin Yinshuang seemed to be extremely confident in himself, and did not offer to check their storage bags, but no one dared to go to the troubled waters to fish, the monk in the late stage of foundation building still had the ability to find out the fraudsters, who dared to say that Qin Yinshuang did not have such means. It's just that everyone is not very happy to hand over the harvest they have worked so hard for, and the scene is actually deadlocked.

Qin Yinshuang waited for a moment, and finally became a little annoyed, and snorted coldly: "I'll count to three, if there is still no one to hand over the fire crystal, hum-"

With her crisp and cold voice, "One, two, three...... sounded one after another.

Still no one took the initiative to hand over the fire crystals.

Qin Luoshuang flipped his wrist, and the small white sword flew out in the blink of an eye, cutting off the arm of a mid-foundation building monk, and in an instant, the sword light turned and brought back the storage bag on the monk's body.

Qin Luoshuang grabbed the storage bag, threw it to the several Sword Sect disciples behind him, and said to the man with the broken arm: "You can go." ”

The man regretted very much at this time why Shicai didn't hand over the fire crystal honestly, so he didn't dare to say more, and walked away quickly covering his wounds.

As soon as this move came out, everyone became much more honest, so the rest of the people obediently took out the fire crystals in their pockets and traded them over, and then left quickly.

In a short time, everyone in the field had already walked cleanly, leaving only the late-stage foundation building monk who was holding an ink fountain.

Qin Yinshuang glanced at this person, and his voice became extremely cold: "What are you waiting for, do you want to try the sword in my hand?"

The horse-faced monk was extremely angry in his heart, but he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, his ink bucket looked majestic, but his own family knew his own affairs, and with his cultivation at this time, against an ordinary monk in the middle stage of foundation building, the soul gathering ink bucket could only be made five times. If he encounters a monk whose cultivation far surpasses him, he may not even be able to use it once, and he will be drained of his spiritual power by the ink fountain.

Moreover, on the magma pool over there, there were also two Jindan stage monks circling, even if he could take a risk and kill Qin Yinshuang, he would not be able to escape the killers of those two.

It's just that I bow my head like this, it's really aggrieved!

The horse-faced monk thought for a while, but he honestly opened the storage bag, handed over seventy percent of the fire crystals that he had grabbed, and then left quickly.

Walking on the road, the horse-faced monk secretly thought, everything must be seen from both sides, Shicai grabbed a lot of fire crystals, even if he paid seventy percent, there are still a lot of them in his hands, and he can be regarded as making a windfall.

Moreover, there are still many people in front of them who still have thirty percent of the fire crystals in their pockets, if they hurry up under their feet, then ......

So the horse-faced monk quickened his pace and ran forward.

After everyone left, Qin Yinshuang's cold face finally showed a smile, and said, "This harvest is really a lot, thanks to the advice of a few Daoists from the Jellyfish Heavenly Palace. ”

It turned out that the Sword Sect handed over the matter of the Mysterious Island to Qin Yinshuang, and she was going to directly block the Mysterious Island, and then lead people to rush in to search, but Wanxia and Xu Zheng suggested that she let everyone in and step on the mines first, and then enter the island to collect the profits of the fisherman.

The losses caused by the Golden Bird and other reasons in the early stage were all borne by the monks of the advanced island, and the Sword Sect only needed to pick the fruit at the end.

A reserved smile appeared on Wanxia's face: "The Silver Frost Fairy is too polite, you and I are allies of each other, and it is also a blessing to be able to relieve the Silver Frost Fairy's worries." ”

After a few polite gestures, they turned their eyes to the two Jindan monks who were above the red lotus.

The vicinity of the red lotus seemed to be extremely hot, and the two Jindan stage monks circled for a long time, but they never dared to go down. The Negative Sword Male Cultivator had tried to sink to the top three of the red lotus, but when he entered that range, his protective spiritual power could not withstand the high heat and quickly dissipated.

After a long time, the two Jindan monks glanced at each other, each sighed, and the male cultivator with the sword stretched out his hand, and a sword light flew by, slashing towards the root of the red lotus.

(To be continued)