Chapter 387: True treasure trap, one pot end

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For half a month, for the strong people of the square, it is not a time, they often have to retreat for at least a few decades, long words for hundreds of years, even thousands of years....
After half a month of observation, the genius of basically appeared.
Whether it is a product, or a five-category door. Each puts his eyes on some disciples.
The top five high-level stations close to the position of Xuan Emperor, which are lined up, show their status. At first glance, they know that the superiors are superior. This is exactly the five first-class sects.
"This year's genius disciples are quite a lot, better than the previous one." A sage of the elders of the knife, the expressionless way, looks like a big knife, not a sheath, but it is a humanoid knife. .
"Sword sage, your wood is open this year, the sun is coming out from the west." Wan Tian ha ha ha laughed, "must be the few masters with a knife."
The knives are sacred. "Our knives have seen a few disciples, but you are a beast. You want to recruit talented disciples this year. It is estimated to be lost."
Qin Tian’s face sank.
That’s not necessarily, but it’s only half a month. Many hidden masters haven’t shot yet. You’re a heavy knife expert, maybe you’re dead in someone else’s hand.

The knife and the beast door are bickering, they did not interject.
These two ancestral grievances have been around for a long time.
Every time they fight, they have to bicker. The quarrel does not stop.
"Sword Seven brothers, have you seen some sword masters?" asked the Anyou Saint of Xiaoyaomen with a smile.
The sword is a sword and is restrained. Looks like an ordinary person, smiles. "This year is generally good. There are also a few sword masters. I don't know if they can get the points. You know, our sword door has been confiscated for five hundred years."
Anyou sage smiled. "Don't cry, poor. Who doesn't know, your disciple's disciples are all abnormal, all enchanting, I can remember, one hundred years ago, a disciple of your sword door, will be a four product. Zongmen killed a good light, don't think I don't know."
The sword seven laughed. There is no frustration on the face, but with rare pride. "The discouraged disciple is gone. It has not broken out in a hundred years, and the heart is still not good."
Sword Seven and An You Saint have a good relationship and have a good time chatting.
"Look. The young man is very interesting." An You Saint refers to a young man in black on the light curtain. "It looks like a young man. This sword is as silky as it is, making it powerful and inexhaustible. Ji."
The sword seven looked down at the eyes, a small accident. "It's a bit interesting. This is the first time I saw a sword with a sword. It's a very good sword genius. If you want to become a disciple of the sword, it is not enough."
Sword Seven and An You Saint, both of them are the realm of Xuan Sheng. The good and bad in their eyes can be seen at a glance.
Their eyes only stayed in this black young man for a while, then turned to other people again, hell, dynasty disciples, not limited to one person.
"Everyone has a fairy stone in their pockets, but this kid is too poor. It’s only a little bit in half a month. It’s also a good idea to participate.

Lin Fei came out of the Scarlet Marsh and met a kid in the middle of the Emperor. He killed the other side with a sword and won 120 demon stones, plus his own 223 fairy stones.
"Let's kill one by one, waste time, waste energy, it's better to put them in a pot." Lin Fei touched his chin. "As for those who are powerful, then slowly pick up, some time, I have to think of an idea, how Bring them over."
The genius disciple has a large demon stone, confined to the hands of the top. The top talent in the hands of genius.
The other part is in the hands of the dynasty disciples in the strength, all together is also a huge number, not inferior to the top disciples.
Lin Fei’s eyes on the disciples below the top layer are entirely justified.
"What should I think of? I can let them take the initiative, and there will be no doubt." Lin Fei's eyes smashed into a line, and the ideas of one by one came out and were denied.
"With that, just do it!" Lin Fei took the opportunity to finally come up with an idea. "They will be fooled."
Lin Fei once again found an open place, after the arrangement around, a wave of hands, Zhenbao flying out, sword-shaped Zhenbao, knife-shaped Zhenbao....Various, there are dozens of pieces.
Lin Feizheng is motivated, and Zhenbao can be prosperous, and the fog will be washed away.
"This is always ok." After a smile, Lin Fei quickly lurked.
This scene, everyone in the square has seen, all kinds of discussions are endless, shameless, mean.... Anyway, every one is a good impression.
On Monday, the three of them also saw this scene in their eyes.
"Oh, someone is going to be unlucky." He laughed on Monday. "This trick is good."
A few people next to each other seemed to be jealous of each other. One shot was a real treasure. One of the tall men said coldly. "Unfortunately, I think the kid is going to be unlucky, stealing chickens and not eclipsing the rice."
Yunxiang’s eyes turned and pulled on Monday.
You are so confident? Why don’t we bet one? 100,000 real crystals.

The tall man looked up and down, yin and yang, "Do you want to gamble with me?"
I laughed on Monday. "Why didn't you dare to have no confidence in what you just said? I think you will take back the words just now, and the province will be embarrassed."
The tall man was furious. "Not 100,000 real crystals, I promised."
I am afraid that there will be no chaos on Monday. "Who wants to play, even if he bets, the highest 100,000 real crystals."
100,000 pieces of real crystal, not too much, not too small, everyone can afford.
"I bet that the kid will die after waiting."
"100,000, I also bet that the kid is dead."
The people who bet, almost all gambling Lin Fei was killed, and the real treasure was also taken away. They did not believe that a boy in the realm of the Emperor could block a group of people.
On Monday, Yun Xiang looked at each other. It was clearly laughing. It was just trying to cover up. Everyone’s attention was on the light curtain, and they didn’t notice the expression of the two.
The autumn moon fairy almost laughed out loud.
Lin Fei's younger brother, this great metamorphosis, but it is not easy to kill a whole group of Xuanhuang, Xuanzong master, to deal with a group of chickens and dogs.
"Real treasure can."
"There is a real treasure in front, it looks like, power is so powerful, it must be a tyrannical treasure."
"God to wait for me, this real treasure belongs to Lao Tzu."
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Zhenbaowei can flourish, and open the fog of blood, and can feel this tyrannical power within a few thousand miles of hell, immediately attracting the attention of the dynasty disciples in this area.
Powerful Zhenbao, no one can refuse this temptation.
The sound of the road broke through and rushed to the place where the true treasure was scented. It seems that no one wants to step behind others.
In less than a moment, there are 70 to 80 people gathered, and the goal is real treasure.
Lin Fei in the dark has been viewing with the knowledge of the gods, and his mouth is also smiling.
"Yes, yes, Zhenbao is very attractive to them." Lin Fei is very satisfied. "Seventy or eighty people, less said that there are thousands of fairy stones, there are a lot of experience, a lot of yuan. Force, it’s cool.

These one-by-one dynasty disciples have become props in the eyes of Lin Fei.
"It seems that it is almost the same, you can start." Lin Fei waited, these people are fighting, the experience of white flowers, do not want to miss this.
Lin Fei’s idea was to shoot a shot for another shot.
Seventy or eighty people barely made up, only ten pieces of real treasure, barely into a power, can attract seven or eighty people is not too small.
Lin Fei flew out in the dark, and appeared straight behind a Xuanhuang boy. A sword smashed down and broke into two pieces. In front of the sharp sword, the strong defense is nothing but broken iron.
A sword, the Emperor of the Emperor died.
Two swords, Xuanzong died early.
Lin Fei’s sword fell, and there was a body falling, and there was a vacuum in his surroundings.
At first, everyone did not notice that when they noticed, seven or eighty people died and more than 20 people died.
"No, this is a trap, killing him."
Someone immediately reacted, this person killing people like cutting vegetables and cutting vegetables, they simply did not put them in their hearts.
"Tu!"
The sword of the ground level, the of destruction.
The sword is as silky as it is, and every sword is gathered together to kill people. When this smothering rushes out, it immediately makes people feel shocked.
Hey~~
Swords swept the past, blending the mood of the wind, the artistic conception of Jin, Lin Fei's sword is stronger and faster.
Lin Fei is like a tiger at the same time, killing these little sheep.
The disciples of the dynasty went down one after another, and with untold eyes, they would die in the hands of young people who were worse than their own strength.
"Flee!"
A sword has so many dynasty disciples, and the dynasty disciples who are on the court are all shocked.
Lin Fei’s sword was wounded by them. The second sword went down, and the people who were ready to escape were killed under the sword and became the soul of the sword.
These people are not strong enough, Lin Fei shot easily.
In the square, a group of people near Monday were also stunned.
"How is this possible? This is the strongest of the seventy or eighty people. How could it be so killing and dying?" The tall man lost his voice, and his 100,000 yuan yuan crystal lost.
There are many people with this expression, and they all lost.
100,000 pieces of real crystals are gone.
"You, I am sorry, we have accepted these true crystals."
They laughed excitedly on Monday.
This small field, full of five million real crystals, really made them make a lot of money.
Although they knew that Lin Fei was so powerful, they couldn’t expect the means to be so ferocious. The shots were all killing them, and even the chances of organizing counterattacks were all gone. They were all killed in an instant, but they were prepared. But I still spit out two words - metamorphosis.