Chapter 218： Harvest Coffer

In the low-dimensional world.

Bai Donglin and Sandao Divine Soul were sitting cross-legged on the blood-red altar, and two solidified figures stood in front of them.

It is Rosha and Yundi.

"What do you think should be done with these two people?"

Bai Donglin took the lead to ask questions, his expression relaxed.

"Hehehe, what else can I do?"

"Just kill it, let me swallow their souls and it's over!"

Evil grinned with a low smile, scarlet eyes circling between Rosha and the two, with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"No!"

The Supreme Kind folded his hands together, his expression was compassionate, the golden light of Buddha lingered behind his head, and then he said:

"Amitabha Buddha, sins and sins, to save one's life is better than to build a seventh-level Buddha, put down the butcher knife and stand on the ground..."

The three eyes stared at the Supreme Good, which had a profound meaning. When the Supreme Good was stared at it, the heart became guilty, and the voice gradually became low and inaudible.

"speak English!"

Bai Donglin opened his mouth and drank low.

"Cough cough cough, what the poor monk meant is that these two people still have some surplus value. Isn't it a pity to kill them like this? You should let them continue to shine!"

"For example, this Rosha can completely transform the most evil, let him empty out the benefits of his old man, and let him stop himself."

"As for Yundi, a poor creature who wants to change his fate against the sky, the residual value is not high. As for how to deal with it, let Zhi Evil take a closer look at his memory."

Bai Donglin and Zhi Evil nodded in satisfaction, that's right, knowing the basics, and pretending to be a saint.

The most evil eyes flashed red, and he stretched out his arms, turning into dense soul threads, deep into the divine sea of ​​the two.

Yundi's soul had gone through the formation, and had been ravaged by the Black Mist Demon Emperor. He was already very weak, but he probably read his memory in a moment of evil.

There was a special situation in Luosha's spirit. Bai Donglin showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. Is it true that he is the second generation?

There is even the guardian spirit of the spirit magic weapon!

Magical weapons can be roughly divided into several categories, attacking magical weapons, defensive magical weapons, flying magical weapons, palace magical weapons, domain magical weapons, spirit magical weapons, special magical weapons, etc.

Divine Soul can be roughly divided into two types of attack and defense, of which the defense type is more precious.

Among all types of magical instruments, almost can be ranked in the top five.

This shows how rich this Luosha is. The monks who died in Bai Donglin's hands are already several million smaller. Although most of them are poor ghosts in the black prison, this is the first time I have seen this magical artifact.

He didn't even have it himself. Whether it was a golden red horn stele or a pitch black stele, they belonged to a special type of magic weapon, and their defensive ability against the gods and souls was only incidental.

Although the jade bowl shrouded in Luosha's soul is precious and rare, it is not as good as the sky, and under the suppression of the low-dimensional world, it can easily be overturned.

Zhi Ei smoothly read Luosha's memory, Bai Donglin's eyes again showed surprise, and he looked at Luosha with surprise.

It seems that he underestimated the people of the world. This Luosha was not a second generation ancestor as he thought. Although his father gave him treasures, 90% of the treasures he possessed were obtained by his own "luck"!

This Rosha turned out to be a man of great luck!

The legendary person sits at home, throws the treasures by himself, and when he falls outside, he can pick up the treasure, and he can also pick up any tattered thing.

He really suspected that this Luosha was the reincarnation of the spirit of the immortal weapon, and was born with the luck of heaven and earth.

It's a pity that this ill-fortune came to an abrupt end after meeting him.

When Bai Donglin's thoughts moved, the storage ring on Luosha's finger automatically fell into his hand. There were really a lot of treasures in this guy's small vault, but they belonged to him now.

It's a pity that Rosha killed him like this, and he could completely transform it into a treasure hunting machine to make special contributions to him.

"The most evil, can you be sure to transform Luosha without even noticing Luo Dian?"

Zhi Ei frowned slightly, Luo Dian was a powerful monk of the sixth extreme realm, and he had already seen the terrifying place of one or two monks in this realm from Liu Dongchuan's body.

It is naturally not easy to conceal from Luo Dian. For a moment of evil contemplation, his expression is solemn, his arms are broken into endless soul threads, extremely subtle, all inserted into Luosha's soul.

After a long time, Zhi Ei retracted his arms, let out a sigh of relief, and said triumphantly:

"Finished! This is my pinnacle masterpiece, I call it'Intermittent Triggered Delusional Amnesia'!"

"Under normal circumstances, this Luosha is no different from usual. Neither he nor Luo Dian will notice the slightest abnormality, but as long as he stays away from Luo Dian's sight, the means I left will be automatically triggered! "

"Hehehe, he himself will obediently put all kinds of treasures into the low-dimensional world, and will forget everything afterwards. Not only will he not know what he has done, but he will also forget the treasures he once obtained."

"Amitabha, good and good!"

Zhishan's eyes gleamed after listening, and he did not hesitate to express his appreciation.

"As for this Yundi, I have also remodeled it, it can be regarded as waste use!"

"Unexpectedly, Zi Jiu's life is quite hard, and his cultivation has been exhausted, and he hasn't died yet. Yundi will go back to the Sacred Blood Sect to kill Zi Jiu, confess his comrades, and then blew himself up."

"Others, people from the Divine Blood Saint Sect, will naturally handle it."

Both Bai Donglin and Zhishan nodded slightly, the surplus value was used to the extreme, and both of them were happy.

After arranging the two clearly, Bai Donglin looked back at Wuwei and asked suspiciously:

"Wuwei, why don't you say a word?"

Wuwei glanced at Bai Donglin indifferently, and still said nothing, but they had already felt what was in his heart.

‘Pan Dao is not so boring, talking to myself, talking to myself, like schizophrenia. ’

"Cough cough cough, I am not idle and bored!"

Bai Donglin looked a little embarrassed. He was despised by himself but it was okay. Then, with a thought, the three souls suddenly turned into streamers and shot into the sea of ​​God.

Bai Donglin stood up and looked at the monks on the endless plain.

Squinting his eyes slightly, raising his hand with a wave, there are a large number of magic treasures of various storages gathered into a river of magical instruments, hovering and flying to pile up under the blood-red altar.

The life experiences of these 1.120 billion monks have been branded. After screening, many of them were extremely guilty, and he naturally couldn't kill them. After all, the number was too large to explain in Liudongchuan.

But it doesn't work if you just let it go. Take away these people's small coffers and use them as their growth resources for punishment.

After doing all this, Bai Dong sat cross-legged, and the flow of time synchronized with the outside world was fleeting in two days.

"This farce should end!"

Bai Donglin opened his eyes and stepped out of the low-dimensional world. A foul and evil aura suddenly rushed towards him, and his body shook slightly, shielding the aura.

The white light flowing fireflies in his eyes, what he saw and heard, made Bai Donglin think he was in the wrong place.

In just two days, this piece of heaven and earth had completely turned into a fallen and dark place, the pitch-black stinking earth, and the various chaotic and negative atmospheres that permeated between the heaven and the earth, were turbid.

Many spiritual orifices in Bai Donglin's body flickered slightly After a while, he had adapted to the harsh environment. At this time, the power of physical cultivation was manifested.

In this environment, Qi cultivation has a great influence on strength, while all the mighty power of physical cultivation belongs to the body, and it has little dependence on heaven and earth.

His eyes were shining, and he looked around the world and found that all the demons and ghosts had retreated.

It seems that these disgusting guys are self-aware and know exactly when the ancestor's incarnation will arrive, so naturally they will not stay and die in vain.

Turning his gaze to the Heart of Dimension, Bai Donglin was taken aback for a moment.

I saw that the twisted black hole above the firmament did not disappear, but expanded to its limit, slowly swallowing down above the dimensional heart, the entire top of the heart, including a long section of emerald vines, has penetrated into the black hole!

No way! No way!

These guys want to take away Aunt Little Green?

7017k