Chapter 778: Identity Jade

Soon after, the thick fog dispersed, and the ugly boss and the other guy were captured by Li Xiu and Cao Feng in a miserable posture.
The monk named Ugly Boss was cut off two calves by Li Xiuyi sword, now lying on the ground trembling.
And the other guy who spoke was much worse.
Under the claws and teeth of the golden armored blood leopard, this guy has almost no intact skin.
At this moment, looking at it, he was a blood man, and fell to the ground with a painful sorrow.
As for the guy who was previously blasted by Chu Yan, at this time he was out of gas and intake air.
"A few little hair thieves." Looking at the three of them, Kong Ci made a judgment.
Chu Yan nodded in silence.
Looking at the realm and dress of these three monks, I know that they did not come for the Chu Yan group.
They are monks in this area, who have the opportunity to kill people by stealth.
Such monks say they are evil practitioners, and that's not to say.
Because they are practicing gongfa, it is obviously far from evil cultivation.
But their actions are shameless.
Although in the monk's world, weak meat and strong food are fundamental, it is definitely not a state of wanton bullying.
Really like that, there is no need for external factors, the monks themselves will disintegrate from the inside.
As a matter of fact, the monks already have a law that is customary.
This law, like the law of the world, must be observed by every monk.
But of course, this law is not very restrictive to monks.
Otherwise, everyone is practising hard, and eventually becomes a monk, but also is bound by various rules. What kind of immortal is still to be cultivated, and what kind of life is it?
But most monks will still obey.
This is just a few people who steal and plunder the world.
"What do these people do?" Cao Feng looked at Kong Ci, and then his eyes fell on Chu Yan.
Chu Yan cast a glance at Kong Ci, and Kong Ci's eyes motioned to Chu Yan to make a decision.
After all, not long ago, Chu Yan's violent shooting shot deeply shocked the monks in this place.
"How do they treat us, how do we treat them." Chu Yan grinned.
Suddenly, the ugly boss and the other monk couldn't help mourning, their bodies shivered violently.
"We were just greedy for a while, please ..."
The ugly boss still wanted to plead, but before he finished speaking, Li Xiu slapped and took out the teeth of half of his mouth.
Suddenly, his cheeks swelled at the speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes were full of fear, but he no longer dared to make a sound.
Li Xiu found seven or eight storage bags in the arms of the ugly boss. Cao Feng also found almost the same number of storage bags in the other monk's body.
Everyone couldn't help looking at each other.
Ordinary monk, where might carry so many storage bags.
The only possibility is that many monks have been killed before them.
"A lot of gains." Li Xiuchao's ugly boss sneered, breaking the prohibition on the storage bag directly.
Seeing that Li Xiu effortlessly broke the prohibition he set in the storage bag, the ugly boss was annoyed and afraid.
I knew that these guys were so powerful, that they would have no more than a hundred guts at that time, and they would not be attacked.
The contents of the storage bag quickly splattered and spilled out.
The three monks, including the ugly boss, are just in the realm of condensate.
Therefore, the monks who can be robbed by them must not be high.
The reason why they stare at Chu Yan is that on the one hand they are fighting for the poisonous mist, and on the other hand they want to bully Chu Yan that they are young.
What I did not expect was that Chu Yan's strength could not be judged by appearance.
This time the ugly bosses, they are completely planted.
Although the contents of the storage bag are not rare, most of them are mainly various elixir, but they are better than others.
After all, when you come to a place like Wanyue Burial Ground, no matter how many spirit stones are carried and their effects are limited, all kinds of elixir that can quickly replenish reiki, treat injuries, eliminate toxicity, and high-grade weaponry are the demand Highest.
Chu Yan they came this time, naturally they also carried a lot of elixir.
But this kind of thing is always right.
At present, the people first identified these elixir.
Surprisingly, although these elixir are obviously not from the ancestral refining of Yunao Xinjiang, they are all of good quality.
Some even say that what they have is even better.
Immediately the people divided the elixir.
The ugly boss and the other monk were crying at the moment.
At this time, they didn't know what Chu Yan would do to themselves, and whether they could keep their lives was a matter of two words, where could they have the courage to stop them.
At this time, the ugly boss also understood what Chu Yan just said, "what do they do to us and how do we do to them?"
It seems that this ugly boss and others are living a life that is drunk now and all drunk. All belongings are packed in storage bags and carried around.
As the storage bags were opened one by one, Chu Yan's harvest became more abundant.
Elixir, spirit stone, sharp weapon, and even gongfa, martial arts, and even the jade Jane recording the magic!
These gongfa, martial arts and techniques, after identification, are not from the six ancestral gates, and it is very likely that they are not from the ancestral gates of Yunaojiang State.
So everyone cultivated, there will be no trouble.
And these gongfa martial arts and techniques, once learned, can be used as hole cards.
After all, in Yun Ao Jiang Country, who would have thought that you would even be beyond the abilities of the Zong Men in this range.
After opening another storage bag, Cao Feng routinely took out his elixir and sharps.
The rest is some piecemeal stuff.
Cao Feng dropped these fragmented objects directly to the ground.
"Lingshi, rune paper, what is this, like a medicine pestle, and there is actually a mirror, I guess this storage bag belongs to a female disciple." Cao Feng smiled and glanced at Lin Miaoran. Did you bring a mirror? "
The implication is that only female disciples care so much about their looks, so they carry small mirrors with them.
"Bring it," Lin Miaoran answered generously.
At this moment, she blinked, and bent down to pick up the scattered objects.
"This is--identity jade card?" Lin Miaoran glanced at him suddenly and said suddenly.
"Which sect is it?" The crowd gathered around immediately.
They had opened seven or eight storage bags before, and none of them could prove the identity of the owner of these storage bags.
"It seems I haven't seen it before." Lin Miaoran took a closer look at this identity jade card. "We are in the country of Yun Aojiang. Is there any sign of the gate, two triangles side by side?"