Chapter 1823

A lot of Lingbao were taken out and put on the ground. There were many kinds of Lingbao. Mo Nan carefully identified them. At this time, he suddenly felt a little annoyed and regretted that he had not studied the array.

If he had studied it, at least now he would be able to recognize whether the array on these Lingbao is still there and whether it is still useful. To put it bluntly, it is to see if this pile of Lingbao is a pile of scrap metal.

Otherwise, it can't explain why they can find so many Lingbao.

The old rascal has two guesses.

Either the warriors and arrogants who enter the forbidden area have a hole in their heads, or they are really rich and don't pay attention to these valuable spiritual treasures.

Or, they have judged that these spiritual treasures are useless, so they didn't take them away.

Two possibilities, Monan himself is more inclined to the latter.

After all, he has been in this area for such a long time, but he has not even met a warrior. I can't say it's because people already know that there is no need to waste time on these dilapidated spiritual treasures, so they go straight to the deep place.

This is the most likely scenario.

So, after asking Qingming to take out all the Lingbao, Monan began to check them. Sure enough, he picked them up one by one and tried to use them. It wasn't long before he found that these Lingbao were still hard and not easy to damage because of their material, but they were not Lingbao any more.

Among all the Lingbao he collected, he found that in addition to two pieces of Lingbao, they had the effect of strengthening Lingli, and the rest were not even inferior Lingbao.

Of course, these things can be sold and used as weapons because of their hardness, but it is true that they can not be sold at a good price.

"Special."

The old rascal could not help but scold him.

He can understand why there is no one left behind. Nearly a thousand warriors should have gone to the depth of the forbidden area. The reason is that everyone except them knows that the spiritual treasures or refining materials left in these relics have no value.

Even those precious materials have lost their spirituality because they have not been well preserved and kept outside for a long time.

In this way, they should have wasted a whole day. At the same time, Mo Nan said the result to Qing Ming. Qing Ming quickly accepted it and urged Mo nan to go on the road since there was no need to stay in this area to look for Lingbao.

"You have a big heart!"

Mo Nan rolled a white eye and glanced at Qingming, but he also knew that what Qingming said was right.

It's just that this guy is the most calm, and he has long guessed that it will be like this. If you look at him and panghu, how they are yelling, how they are always feeling a little upset?

In short, after realizing that he had done a lot of useless things, the team soon set foot on the road to the forbidden area center.

So, after another two days.

Mo Nan is taking the lead in the front of the road, who knows the fat tiger suddenly sniffed, a lift paw stopped Mo Nan, and then waving his paw, pointed to the right side of the direction.

"You mean..." Mo Nan stared at it for a while, and soon understood the meaning of the goods. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"There's a smell of fresh blood over there?"

Since they entered this ancient forbidden area, they haven't been in danger. They haven't even seen a corpse. It's too safe here.

Where is a forbidden area that can keep people alive?

On the contrary, the old rascal was relieved when he found out what panghu meant. Otherwise, he felt more and more uneasy.

It's a good thing that we haven't seen a corpse. It's impossible that all the warriors have disappeared.

Already, these warriors come in for the legacy treasure. The legacy treasure is just one thing. If there is no contradiction between many warriors, it doesn't make sense.

If there are too many monks, there will be conflicts.

After thinking about it, Mo Nan plans to take a look in the direction pointed out by panghu. At least, he has a number in his mind. Not all the warriors who come in here are missing.

Later, however, when he arrived at the place mentioned by panghu, he did see several corpses lying on the ground. Even these corpses were still warm. They should have just died, and they all looked frightened.

God knows what they went through before they died.

These are not important. What's more important is that as soon as Mo Nan Mu Zi squinted, he found that a big word had been carved with a sharp weapon around these people.

Cloud!

It's the guy who killed Joe Yue and his party again.

The old rascal clenched his teeth in an instant. He didn't care that someone would trouble him afterwards. He was not afraid. However, the feeling of carrying the pot for others was not comfortable.

"Which son of a bitch did it?"

Monan gritted his teeth and muttered.

At the same time, the fat tiger lay down and sniffed the corpses carefully to judge the smell, but when he finally raised his head, he shook his head.

Its sense of smell is already sensitive, but it did not find any other smell on these corpses. It is very likely that these people did not contact with the people who killed them for a long time, or even they were killed in person, so the smell around them is so clean. Monan looked down for a moment, then rummaged through these people, trying to find something that could prove their identity. It didn't take long for him to find out. A few words on the corpse or on the ground beside them, all the Lingbao they used were still there, and they also had a lot of money on them. Obviously, the people who killed them didn't do it for money. What else could it be for? Meanwhile, Monan found something from several people that could prove their identity. One of them carried a sign with the shape of a mountain on it, proving that they came from zhenshanzong. Zhenshanzong is not a small sect in the west of Zhongzhou, especially the disciples of this sect. Their strength is not weak, so their intention can be remembered by the old hooligans. However, such a disciple of the sect was killed in person... Although it is still unclear who did it, the old rascal has seriously frowned. It can be seen that the guy who tried to blame him is absolutely powerful. It can't help but upset him. During this period, the fat tiger sniffed the smell around him again, and the ear listened to the movement in the distance, and went back to the house towards Mo Nan again. It seemed that he was saying: "there are other warriors nearby..." the old rascal couldn't help but look at it. In this way, maybe it's not as dangerous as he thought, They should have caught up with the slower group of people who entered the forbidden area two days ago.