"Let's go. ”

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and led his disciples back to the sect.

On the way, skillfully open the system mall and consider what goods you should buy?

For now.

The realm has been upgraded to the emperor level, and there are a lot of weapons and pills, and there is really no clear hard demand.

But.

The overflow contribution value will be reset to zero after 24 hours, and if there is no demand, you have to create demand.

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "The transformed difficult knife cannot be unsealed, which means that there are still no hole cards, you can consider buying a Qiankun talisman in case you need it." ”

Even if the realm is raised, you still need reliable hole cards to save your life at a critical moment.

The Qiankun Talisman of Surge Cultivation is undoubtedly very suitable.

As for the year-long side effects, the Space-Time Secret Realm is not a problem at all.

It's decided!

"Ding! The host consumes 10,000 contribution points and obtains the Talisman ×1, which has been transported into the space ring. ”

"Ding!Sect contribution value: 23743/20000. ”

After buying, Jun Changxiao looked at the product and found that there was a small print note on it, which reads - This item is limited to two copies.

For this kind of purchase restriction, he has already seen it, not only has no waves in his heart, but also wants to laugh a little.

"If you have a few thousand contribution points left, buy them from the mid-tier mall. ”

The Monarch Sect Master has developed a problem, and he must save enough contribution points before his heart can be steady.

It is this habit that allows him to have enough contribution points to buy the Qiankun talisman when the Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace kills him, otherwise how can he surrender it and clean the courtyard of the sect.

"Ding, ding!"

A cumbersome prompt sounded.

The Monarch Sect Master handled it very well, and used up all the extra 3,000 or so contribution points.

What to buy?

There are AK47s, AM sniper rifles, and various levels of qualification fluids.

Guns are hard to show their value as they become more valuable at higher levels, but they are mainly cheap and can be equipped with Wolf Riding Hall.

When the time comes, the wolf cavalry will ride the hurricane wolf with an AK47 and kill around the battlefield, and the picture will definitely be picturesque!

"Woo ——————"

The chirping of the Demon Ridge Black Eagle resounded in the sky of Donghao Prefecture.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect rode a hurricane wolf and galloped across this land, sometimes in a herringbone shape, sometimes in a straight line, which was very difficult.

......

"Huh?"

As soon as he left the Donghao Prefecture Steps, Jun Changxiao suddenly ordered the Demon Ridge Black Eagle to stop, and looked at the dark mountain forest in the distance with a frown.

The disciples who followed him stopped one after another.

"Sect Master. ”

Li Qingyang said: "Why did you stop?"

"There's someone in the woods ahead. ”

Someone?

The Elder of the Extreme Cold Palace released his spiritual thoughts, and sure enough, he found a group of black-robed warriors in the forest, and his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.

There are at least seven or eight hundred miles away.

He can actually spy on it, and the extension distance of spiritual thoughts is too exaggerated, right?

As a half-step Martial Saint, the Extreme Cold Palace Elder, the spiritual thoughts could easily extend thousands of miles away, and what they were traveling on weekdays would naturally shrink to hundreds of miles.

This distance, even the peak martial king can't compare to it.

Now, the mountains and forests that are seven or eight hundred miles away, Jun Changxiao can spy on them in advance, which is really a bit incredible!

"The mountains and forests are full of fierce beasts, and perhaps there are mercenaries hunting them. Zhen Dejun said.

"Nope. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "They are waiting for someone." ”

"Waiting for whom?"

"Wait for us. ”

Zhen Dejun's face was confused.

Who will wait for us in this unfamiliar place?

"Whirring ——————————"

At this moment, several streams of light flew from the dark forest, and then hung in the air, revealing six martial cultivators wearing strange masks.

Li Qingyang and others don't know each other.

However, Xiao Sinji and Night Xingchen know each other.

Because he had just challenged from the royal city of Hezhou in the northwest, he was hunted down and killed by four martial emperors with the same mask.

Judging from the breath of the air, the six of them were obviously stronger in cultivation than before.

Especially the masked man standing at the front, his aura is very strong, as if he is integrated with heaven and earth, he is either a peak martial emperor, or a half-step martial saint!

"Sect Master. ”

A hoarse old voice came from the mask: "My master wants to see you, can you be interested in accompanying the old man on a trip?"

Jun Chang smiled and said, "This seat is in a hurry to return to the sect, and I am not interested in accompanying you." ”

I almost kidnapped my disciple in Hezhou in the northwest, and this account has not been settled, but I dare to appear again, because I feel that I am magnanimous and ignore my past suspicions?

The mask said: "Sect Master, I came to invite you today, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go." ”

Very domineering, very arrogant!

Brush! Brush!

At this moment, a large number of black-clothed warriors hiding in the mountains and forests in the distance galloped towards riding wind-based fierce beasts.

There were thousands of them, all wearing strange masks.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Roars rang out with each other.

In a moment's effort, this group of masked martial artists flew over, surrounding hundreds of disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, and the yin and evil aura that radiated through it gathered together, making people shudder!

"I'm scared. ”

Su Xiaomo pretended to be scared.

Li Fei, Tian Qi and the others grinned.

Looking at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, even if they were surrounded by so many fierce and vicious masked warriors, instead of being afraid, they exuded a strong battle intent.

When they went to the Lily Holy Sect, many people did not fight, and they held back their strength.

Now, a group of unscrupulous martial arts cultivators suddenly came out, and they can naturally vent it happily!

"Sect Master. ”

The masked man at the head said in a deep voice, "If you don't want your disciple to suffer any casualties, it's best to go with the old man." ”

This means.

If you don't cooperate, you can do it.

"Who are you?" Jun Chang smiled and touched his nose.

He could immediately order his disciples to let go of their hands and fight, but he had to ask clearly whether these masked guys were the forces of the Dark Sect!

The man said, "Follow the old man to see the master, and you will know who we are." ”

"Don't say it. ”

Jun Chang shrugged with a smile and said, "Naturally, I won't go to this seat." ”

"Sect Master. ”

The masked man's voice said coldly, "Don't toast, don't eat, eat and drink." ”

"Elder!"

A person standing next to him said: "This kid clearly doesn't want to go, just do it directly!"

Several other masked men agreed, their hands already converging their psionic powers.

"I've drunk all the wine in the world, but I haven't drunk the penalty wine, and I want to try it today. Jun Chang smiled.

That's a cheap thing.

The masked man at the head raised his hand and said lightly: "Since this is the case, the old man will let the Sect Master Monarch taste the taste of this punishment wine!"

Brush!

Brush!

Thousands of black-clothed masked men riding fierce beasts jumped up one after another, either sacrificing their weapons or gathering spiritual energy to kill them.

The strength of these people is very strong, and their average cultivation is all at the peak martial sect level.

And.

There are dozens of kings among them!

To be able to send this kind of force, it's hard to imagine how strong the force is!

"Brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and said coldly: "Kill or kill!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, who had long been eager to try, sacrificed their weapons one after another, and their eyes were burning to meet the attacking masked man.

Whew——————

For a while, this piece of firmament was instantly filled with a strong killing intent.