Chapter 310: The Coerced Hua Wushang

"Go, go and have a look."

Ning Qi laughed.

Perhaps it was because everyone was severely injured by the Dark Demon Dragon King together, and they had a comrade-in-arms relationship, and whoever had extra healing pills gave each other, and when the injuries were almost healed, they got up and walked towards the forest.

the other side.

After seeing the enchantment, Hua Wushang showed joy on his face, but he was also a little afraid of the same mess as last time, so he slowed down.

"Die to me!"

Fang Jing suddenly appeared behind him, and slapped Hua Wushang's back with her palm. Hua Wushang's whole body flew into the barrier with her palm.

There was no bumping into the wall as imagined, but it passed through the barrier smoothly and returned to the outside.

"Damn it! It's a little short!" Fang Jing showed a trace of anger on her face.

A group of old monsters surrounded the barrier, and when they saw Hua Wushang suddenly, there was a hint of joy on their faces. Meng Qingling stepped forward and said, "What's going on inside? Someone is chasing you?"

Hua Wushang spat out a mouthful of blood, with a sad smile on his face, he said: "The three members of the Fang family are chasing and killing me, Elder Meng, you have to decide for me."

Meng Qingling glanced at Fang Shengnan, sneered, and said: "Since you have come out, no one will dare to do anything again. What's going on inside, let's tell you one by one."

At this time, Fang Jing and the others also came out of the barrier. She cast a cold glance at Hua Wushang, then stood behind Fang Shengnan, and said in a low voice, "Elder, this disciple is not doing well, please punish me."

Seeing the expressions of the three of them, Fang Shengnan knew that there might be nothing to gain this time, but as usual, she searched the Qiankun Ring of the three of them.

Sure enough, except for a few keel bones, there was nothing else.

Others also came out of the barrier one after another. The old monsters looked at their family's disciples expectantly. When they realized that they didn't even get a single hair, their expressions were as ugly as if they had eaten poop.

"Who got the stuff inside!"

Fang Shengnan said coldly.

At this time, everyone has stood behind their ancestors again, and the differences are clear.

After hearing Fang Shengnan's words, swish swish swish, countless eyes immediately fell on Hua Wushang.

The corner of Meng Qingling's mouth curled into a smile: "What did you get from it?"

Hua Wushang glanced at the crowd triumphantly, and then said to Meng Qingling: "Report to Elder Meng, I snatched back all the things on the altar, but I didn't have time to look at it, so please have a look at Elder Meng."

After saying that, he took out the Qiankun Ring and poured out everything one by one.

There are swords, guns, small porcelain vases, and some armor. Adding large and small, there should be seventy or eighty pieces.

"Ancient fighting tools and ancient pills?"

"There is Zhenyan Pill in it!"

This is the most important thing for the old monsters except Meng Qingling and Fang Shengnan.

Meng Qingling opened one of the porcelain vases, her expression changed slightly, and there was nothing in it, then she opened the second porcelain vase, but there was still nothing.

"There's nothing in here, you can see for yourself."

Meng Qingling said.

A gleam of disbelief flashed in Hua Wushang's eyes, and he checked it himself, and sure enough, after looking at all the twenty-odd porcelain vases, there was not a single elixir.

"Fortunately, there are still these ancient fighting weapons. They should be able to exchange a lot of spirit crystals."

Hua Wushang felt a little lucky.

The corner of Fang Shengnan's mouth twitched into a sneer: "The porcelain bottle is empty, so these fighting utensils are also fake, right?"

"How can there be a fake weapon in the Dragon Cemetery."

Hua Wushang snorted coldly in his heart.

Then he looked at Meng Qingling expectantly, waiting for her to make an appraisal of these ancient fighting weapons.

Meng Qingling stretched out her hand to grab it, and a knife landed firmly in her hand, with a trace of vindictiveness in her palm, as soon as it entered the blade, it shattered into powder.

Hua Wushang stared dumbfounded, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

He hurriedly picked up a handful and tried it out, as long as the battle energy entered his body, it would turn into powder.

This phenomenon is normal.

When the buckets are not properly maintained and washed over time, they will not be able to withstand the infusion of fighting spirit, and such buckets are no different from garbage.

"Hahaha, it looks like he picked up a bunch of trash and came back!"

Fang Jing couldn't help laughing.

Her eldest brother and second brother laughed in agreement, looking at Hua Wushang's eyes with a trace of pity, because of these weapons, he was chased several times, almost seriously injured, but it turned out that these were just Rubbish, even worse than ordinary weapons!

After all the ancient fighting weapons were turned into powder, a hint of anger appeared on Meng Qingling's face, it didn't matter if she didn't get anything, but Fang Shengnan's mocking expression made her extremely angry.

"It seems that this time is a waste of time."

An old monster sighed lightly.

Meng Qingling glanced at all Yunqi Sect disciples at this time, frowned and said: "There are still some people who haven't come out, are they dead, or?"

"Eh..." There was a hint of embarrassment on everyone's faces.

Could it be that they were cowardly, so they ran away first, and those people were so courageous, so they attacked the Dark Demon Dragon King fearlessly, only to be seriously injured?

"Tell me what's going on."

Meng Qingling looked at Hua Wushang coldly.

Hua Wushang was still immersed in grief. When Meng Qingling looked at him like this, he felt chills all over his body. He quickly reacted, rolled his eyes, and said, "It's like this, Elder Meng, we are in this dragon. I met a seventh-order dragon soul in the cemetery, and those who haven't come out must have been injured by it."

"A seventh-order dragon soul? Then how did you get out?"

Fang Shengnan said coldly.

"I'm a disciple of Yun Qizong, it's not your turn to ask."

Meng Qingling glanced at Fang Shengnan, and said to Hua Wushang: "Continue."

Hua Wushang said in a low voice: "Later we found out that the barrier was sealed by this dragon soul and we couldn't get out, and then we planned to fight with the seventh-order dragon soul, but suddenly a master appeared and directly killed the seventh-order dragon soul. The soul was killed."

"What? Who can kill the seventh-order dragon soul?"

All the old monsters showed shock on their faces.

They have already tested that no one above Dou Wang can enter the Dragon Cemetery, so who can kill the seventh-order dragon soul equivalent to Dou Zong?

"We don't know either, he appeared suddenly and then disappeared suddenly, but there is one person who knows, you can ask him carefully, Elder."

Hua Wushang said.

"who!"

"It's Ning Qi."

Hua Wushang said in a low voice.

"he?"

Meng Qingling frowned slightly.

"This matter must be asked clearly. If there is really a Douzong who can enter this dragon cemetery, then it is normal for you, an outer disciple of Yunqizong, to get these rubbish. I am afraid that the good things would have been taken away by him long ago. gone."

An old monster sneered.

"But how did he get in? We are all guarding here, not to mention Dou Zong, Dou Sheng, don't try to hide it from our eyes."

"Perhaps, there is another entrance."

"It makes sense."

"Wait until they come out and ask for clarification."

"Um."