Chapter 1140： Cooperative treasure hunt (not available today)

In the depths of a green mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, under a hidden waterfall that descends from the sky, two teams of monks are facing each other. There is a pool of dozens of feet under the waterfall, and a blue python fell on the edge of the pool. There, a python head the size of a grinding disc rolled down not far away.

Behind the waterfall, a pale white light curtain can be vaguely seen, which is obviously forbidden.

Wang Jiyu and Ouyang Mingyue were attached to each other, a khaki light curtain covered them, and opposite them were four foundation-building cultivators of the Loose Cultivation Alliance, headed by a tall black-shirted youth with a bulging chest. A piece of lean muscle, full of strength.

"Don't go too far with your Wang family. We found out about this ban first, and would you like to get a share of it?"

The black-shirted youth said with a cold face, after they killed a second-order high-grade monster python, they accidentally discovered a restriction, which was probably left by their predecessors.

You must know that the last time the Five Dragons Secret Realm was opened was more than a thousand years ago. This restriction may be left by the monks who entered the secret realm, or it may be left by the people of the Wulong Palace. No matter what the situation is, They don't want outsiders to get their hands on it.

"Joke, the secret realm belongs to your scattered cultivation alliance? If our Wang family took out two tokens, could your scattered cultivation alliance enter the secret realm?"

Wang Jiyu sneered, with a look of disdain.

He was attacked by the monks of the Loose Cultivation League before, and he instinctively rejected the monks of the Loose Cultivation League.

They heard the roar of Doufa, followed quietly, and found that the cultivators of the Sanctuary Alliance were hunting monsters. They were not very interested, but the cultivators of the Sanctuary Alliance accidentally discovered a restriction, and the nature was different.

The ban must have been arranged by predecessors, and there must be good things.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, don't be polite to them. No matter how powerful they are, they are no more than two people. Our odds of winning are still relatively high."

A cultivator of the Loose Cultivation League sent a voice transmission to the young man in black.

He also doesn't know what is behind the ban. If it is just some elixir of three or four hundred years, there is no need to fight with the monks of the Wang family. Who doesn't know that the monks of the Wang family are good at puppet art, if it is a very rare thing, such as a thousand years Spirit medicine, it is not too late to fight the Wang family cultivator to the death.

"Who? Hiding there sneakily!"

Ouyang Mingyue's face turned cold, his wrist flicked lightly, and there was a loud cracking sound, and a large piece of red sword energy swept out, heading straight for a yellow boulder outside the valley.

A large piece of purple sword light appeared out of thin air, smashing the incoming red sword energy, and a powerful air wave broke out. Countless small gravels were swept up into the sky by the air wave, and the smoke was billowing.

Three men and one woman emerged from the ground, headed by a girl in a purple skirt with delicate facial features. The girl's eyebrows had a bit of heroism that is rare in women.

Sun Rongrong, one of the Seven Sons of the Golden Sword.

"I heard that there are treasures here, and we, Golden Sabre Sect, also want a copy."

Sun Rongrong smiled lightly and looked like she was very talkative.

When the black-shirted youth saw the four of Sun Rongrong, he turned his eyes and said with a half-smile: "There are not many things, we have so many people, how should we divide them?"

His meaning is very clear, killing the Wang family cultivator, the Sanctuary Alliance and the Golden Sword Gate share the treasure.

Wang Jiyu's face tightened. There are eight people from the Loose Cultivation Alliance and the Golden Sword Sect. No matter how strong they are, they can't be the opponents of the eight foundation-building monks. A super-ordinary foundation-building monk.

The two cultivators of the Loose Cultivation Alliance suddenly brought out their magic weapons and attacked Wang Jiyu and Ouyang Mingyue.

Sun Rongrong and the other four Golden Sword Sect cultivators did not do anything, and planned to take advantage of the fisherman.

The black-shirted youth cursed in his heart, these two idiots took the initiative to attack the Wang family cultivator, isn't that a cheap golden sword!

Ouyang Mingyue took out nine red flying swords, turned them into nine red lights, and went up to them. Wang Jiyu released two second-order puppet beasts to protect him.

Boom!

A deafening roar sounded, and several instruments flew out backwards, unable to get close to Wang Jiyu and Ouyang Mingyue.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, didn't the two of us say we cooperate to deal with the Wang family and the Lu family? They both belong to the same sea area and are close neighbors. Do you want to breach the contract?"

The black-shirted youth said with a cold face, his face was quite ugly.

On the way here, Jindaomen and the top officials of the Sanctuary Alliance reached an agreement, and the two forces cooperated to fight against the Wang family and the Lu family.

If the people of Jindaomen unilaterally tore up the agreement, the black-shirted youth would rather join forces with the Wang family to deal with Jindaomen than let Jindaomen take advantage of the fisherman.

To put it in a bad way, if the Sanctuary Alliance and the Wang family are both defeated and Jindaomen kills them, who will avenge them?

"Don't get me wrong, Daoyou Hu, my little sister will help you."

Sun Rongrong smiled sweetly, and took out a long purple sword with a flash of aura.

At this moment, her face changed greatly, and she said quickly, "No, something is coming from the ground."

Her eyes turned cold, and the long purple sword slashed towards the ground, and a purple sword that was more than ten feet long shot out and slashed on the ground.

Boom!

A groove of more than ten feet long and two feet deep appeared on the ground, and a yellow centipede puppet beast more than ten feet long emerged from the ground. Wang Xianzhen and three other monks from the Wang family appeared at the exit of the valley, and their expressions were indifferent.

"Dare to attack our Wang family's idea, and I don't even weigh how many pounds or taels I have."

Wang Xianpin said coldly, his face full of murderous intent.

If it wasn't for him passing by by chance, Wang Jiyu and Ouyang Mingyue would be in trouble.

"Sacrificing the puppet beasts Formation!"

The monks of the Wang family sacrificed second-order puppet beasts one after another, each of them sacrificed three second-order puppet beasts, and there were fifteen second-order puppet beasts. The puppet beasts are different. A complete set of puppet beasts can be arranged in a formation. Many forces have ordered a complete set of puppet beasts with the Wang family, and used them to fight against their younger generation to improve their fighting skills. Both Sanxiumeng and Jindaomen have purchased the ones sold by the Wang family. A complete set of puppet beasts naturally knows the power of a complete set of puppet beasts.

As soon as the black-shirted youth saw so many second-order puppet beasts, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He wished he could slap the two impulsive companions to death. It's all for treasure hunting, and qi to make money, everyone cooperates together, and the survival rate is higher, what do you think?"

"Hmph, that's not what you guys said just now. It's not impossible to cooperate on a treasure hunt together. That monster python belongs to us."

Ouyang Mingyue also didn't want to fight the opponent to the death, and asked for the body of a second-order monster python.

The Wang family walked down the steps, and the black-shirted youth agreed, and gave the body of the monster python to Ouyang Mingyue. The monster python was worth two thousand spirit stones at least, and the Wang family made a small profit.