That guy really has a lot of stuff.
"Fellow Daoist, do you need it? It's a friendship price. I can make some friends. Nine hundred high-grade spiritual stones."
He highly recommends his Image-Recording Stone.
Jiang Yantian It's not that he doesn't lack spiritual stones, the spiritual stones given to him are of no use at all.
So, Jiang Yantian chose an aunt and nephew type.
Although the people working inside are not very beautiful, they are still very tasteful.
The charm remains.
There was my uncle lying next to me.
Very drunk.
Drunk husband.
Jiang Yantian bought one, gave him the spirit stone, and left.
"I wish fellow Daoist friends a great harvest in this trip!" the other party said auspicious words.
Jiang Yantian waved his hand and held Image-Recording Stone in one hand.
Actually, there is no harm in looking at these things occasionally.
Luo Biling was very curious. "Brother, I just saw the minotaur in that man's stone. It seems to be the bull's head below!"
"Such a thing is not strange, no matter what." Jiang Yantian didn't make it too clear.
"Oh, brother, if you buy this, what's inside, can you show me?"
Jiang Yantian Why would you show it to her? It would stain your eyes.
"Ling'er Be good and watch it later. You are not suitable for watching this now. I am different. I am suitable."
As he said that, he took out many snacks and gave them to Luo Biling.
Luo Biling's attention was diverted, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The brother and sister continued to go in.
There are really a lot of people here.
Moreover, many industrial chains have been formed in this place.
It was originally an ancient ruins, but now it looks like a tourist attraction.
Don't look at how those people look relaxed and relaxed on the surface.
You can be sure that if a treasure appears, it will definitely be a life-threatening fight.
Jiang Yantian That's what Jiang Yantian said. To the west of Hanging Ruins, a colorful glow suddenly rose into the sky.
"Buzz..."
The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and the rays of light shone.
A glowing precious light broke through the ruins and hung in the air.
Jiang Yantian Take a closer look.
It was an ancient jade the size of a fist.
The runes on the jade flickered, and Spiritual Qi overflowed like a spring, causing ripples in the surrounding space.
"Not bad, but of no use!" Jiang Yantian just glanced at it and lost interest.
But he is not interested, and the same is not true for others.
It's a feeling like finding a treasure.
No one shouted, not wanting to let in more people, but they rushed over there honestly.
Monks from all directions rushed away like a tide.
Before getting close to the treasure, he had already started taking action.
He used his flying sword to split the crowd, and threw his rope and roll towards the ancient jade.
Some even directly detonated the talisman in the storage bag, causing rubble to fly everywhere.
"It's mine!"
"Get away!"
The sound of the collision of magic weapons and the stirring of qi machine mixed with the roar, turning the broken ruins into chaos.
They were fighting each other with red eyes.
People die for wealth and birds die for food. This is most vividly demonstrated at this time.
The blood splashed on the suspended boulder, and then it fell slowly, supported by invisible gravity.
Jiang Yantian also moved, but it was not a robbery.
He stood above with Luo Biling.
The black robe and silver hair remained motionless in the turbulent flow.
The fingertips lightly tapped Ten Thousand Demons Banner that appeared faintly on her waist.
His eyes swept across the group of people rushing to grab something, and a smile appeared on his lips, as if he was watching a farce.
Luo Biling leaned against the broken pillar and ate the snacks in his hands. His beautiful eyes reflected the glow and blood in the distance, but there was no trace of ripples.
He just said lazily, "Brother, why are they fighting so hard for a piece of jade?"
Jiang Yantian laughed and glanced at the ancient jade, "Because they are all poor!"
"That's right, I don't know what the use of that is."
The fight for the baby resulted in a lot of casualties.
They watched the fight in the distance, and some people were already holding the ancient jade and trying to escape.
However, he was pierced through the chest by several attacks from behind.
The ancient jade flew out of his hand and fell into the hands of another person.
The fighting became more and more fierce.
"At this time, if there is Child of Fortune, he should take it away!"
"How can you be absent, King of Pick-ups?"
Just because it hasn't appeared yet doesn't mean it won't appear.
Jiang Yantian raised his hand and waved, and the seat and tea table appeared.
He just sat there, watching more and more people swarming over there.
There are so many people over there, but they are not the only ones.
Many people with a calm temperament wait for them to fight for it, and then take action when the consumption is very high.
Everyone wants it anyway, so they won't let others take it away easily.
The competition is indeed intensifying.
It was during this time that the sound of killing shook the sky.
There was a gray shadow moving through the gaps in the crowd like a ghost.
The man was tall and tall, and his body was covered by a gray robe.
Even though we are in the center of a chaotic battle, we always make a mistake at the moment when the magic weapons collide.
Avoid all attacks when time is tight.
"Coming?" Jiang Yantian looked over there, laughing.
Really!
The other party is still lucky.
The flying sword flew past his shoulder, and the talisman exploded behind him.
He seemed to be protected by an invisible barrier, and not even the corners of his clothes were stained with blood.
His steps are empty and solid, seemingly chaotic, but in fact, every step he takes steps on a node where Qi flows.
There is a faint faint light flowing around the body.
That's not an outward release of Qi, but more like an innate rhythm.
He never made a move, only staring at the ancient jade that was being fought for with his eyes as cold as ice.
His fingers were curled up in his sleeves, obviously waiting for the best moment.
Luo Biling also saw the other party, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Brother, that smell of hair is so familiar. Do you want to kill him?"
Luo Biling looked at Jiang Yantian.
Jiang Yantian's Ten Thousand Demons Banner suddenly trembled slightly.
"Don't worry!" Jiang Yantian said with a hint of playfulness in his voice.
"Ding, Child of Fortune detected"
"Name: Su Ci"
"Cultivation: Early True Immortal Stage"
"Affiliated force: None, restricted area Rogue Cultivator"
"No script... dead garbage!"
Just a reminder, Su Ci, which had been silent all this time, suddenly moved.
He surged up like a cheetah, and a silver chain flew out of his sleeve.
The iron claws at the end of the chain are glowing with light, and they are clasped to the ancient jade with incomparable precision!
And those people who were fighting around the ancient jade seemed to be pushed by invisible force at this moment, and they all fell to the two sides.
Just make a way for him.
It was as if heaven and earth were paving the way for him.
"Wow, he's so lucky!" Luo Biling was already looking at it seriously, but now he couldn't help but marvel.
How could an ordinary person have such an opportunity?
Jiang Yantian smiled, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The other party has already captured the ancient jade, and the information on his face is clear in words.
However, he was not happy for long.
Changes occur suddenly!
Two black lights tore through Space Rend's energy so quickly that only an afterimage remained.
Two Nine Nether Fine Steel Chain glowing with cold blue light suddenly appeared.
The chain was covered with twisted magic patterns, like two awakened ghost snakes, wrapping around his wrist with a "swish".
"Who?!" Su Ci was shocked and angry.
The shimmering light surrounding the protective layer suddenly became chaotic.
He wanted to activate his qi machine to break the chain, but found that the chain itself was embedded in his flesh and blood as if it had taken root.
Nine Netherworlds Cold air flowed back along his meridians, making his knuckles turn white from the cold.