Cosmic Hegemony: I Just Want To Be A Wealthy Tyrant

Chapter 416 Encounter In The Valley

The golden-robed Toutuo looked at the pools of blood on the ground and cursed fiercely.

"Fuck, what a waste."

The green-shirted Confucian cultivator on the side frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Kizaru, be careful what you say, there are so many people outside."

The golden-robed Tutu seemed to be indifferent to the man's words, and laughed and mocked:

"Yan Ziqing, aren't you tired of lying every day? What if they listen to you? It's been tens of thousands of years. Smart people already know what's going on, so why hide it?"

"you!..."

The green-robed scholar was so angry at the golden-robed Tutu's words that he could do nothing about his tired look.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, the woman in palace clothes on the side hurriedly came to the two of them and set up a soundproof ban.

"Okay, you two should stop arguing, and you won't be afraid of being laughed at by the people below."

The golden-robed Tutu seemed to still feel sorry for those disciples who died outside.

"If these people died in the Secret Realm, hundreds more hundred-year-old Spirit Medicine could be cultivated. Alas, what a pity."

The woman in palace clothes changed her face when she heard this, and looked around nervously.

"Kizaru, are you crazy? You dare to say such things. There are many strange people outside. Even if there is a soundproofing ban, you can read lips. If this spreads, how much trouble will it cause to Sacred Land? trouble?"

Kizaru heard this and still said indifferently:

“Tianyuan Continent has contributed to the survival of our Human Race for so many years, and if we don’t replenish our spiritual energy, it would have been exhausted long ago.

This is the same as growing crops. If you only think about eating food and don't fertilize the land, will the crops grow?

Instead of everyone starving to death, it is better to use the weak as fertilizer.

Let me say, this matter should be spoken out openly. You have a guilty conscience. "

"you..."

Now, even the woman in palace clothes was angry at Kizaru.

When Yan Ziqing saw this, he glared at Kizaru and said to the woman:

"Junior sister Jiang, you don't need to pay attention to him. Let's go to Tianyuanjian to see what's going on in the Secret Realm."

After hearing this, the woman in palace clothes nodded and flew towards the top of the pyramid.

At the top of the pyramid, there is a huge stone chamber with a huge bronze mirror inside.

The bronze mirror looks a bit old and is covered with green patina.

The two flew into the stone room, and Yan Ziqing hit a magic spell on the bronze mirror.

The mirror covered with patina immediately emitted a shining white light, and in an instant, it turned into a huge screen.

On the screen, there is a vast continent of mountains and rivers.

The continent is densely covered with countless red dots and green dots.

Yan Ziqing lightly tapped an area with dense green dots, and the mountains, rivers and continents in front of him rushed towards him, rapidly expanding on the screen.

In the blink of an eye, an empty valley appeared on the screen.

I saw that this valley was surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a narrow passage leading to the outside world.

There were three giant silver apes deep in the valley, roaring warnings at the crowd coming outside.

Behind the three giant apes, there is a spiritual spring. The edge of the spiritual spring is covered with various precious spiritual grasses.

Bai Yuzhi, the main ingredient of Foundation Building Pill, is prominently featured in it.

At this time, hundreds of trial disciples gathered in the valley, and some people walked into the valley intermittently.

These disciples are obviously divided into three camps.

The disciples from the three camps did not rush to attack the giant ape, but looked at each other warily.

The largest group of people was a group of disciples in messy clothes.

The leader was a burly man carrying a machete.

This man had a beard and several hideous scars on his face, making him look murderous.

There are almost a hundred people in their group, and judging from their clothing, they almost include disciples from various sects.

The two hundred or so people were noisy and noisy, and there was no rule about where each other should stand. At first glance, they looked like a rabble.

Opposite them there was another group of only about twenty people.

However, this group of people wore uniform clothes, and even though there were ten times more people than them, they still did not panic.

Their leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe.

The middle-aged Taoist priest has a three-foot-long beard, a Taoist crown on his head, and a wooden sword in his hand.

At this moment, he was looking at the opposite side with a smile, not knowing what he was thinking.

There are only seventy or eighty people in the third group left.

These people didn't even have a leader, and they were all on guard against each other, without any communication at all.

The three groups of people were in a stalemate with each other. Seeing people walking into the valley one after another, the bearded man finally couldn't help it anymore.

He first yelled at the crowd behind him to tell them to be quiet. Then he said to the yellow-robed Taoist opposite:

"Stinky Taoist, if you keep waiting, you won't even be able to drink the soup. How about we join forces and seal off the valley first. Then we can kill the giant ape together and divide these Spirit Medicines. How about that?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed slightly interested in the man's proposal. He smiled and asked:

"Oh? Then tell me how to divide them? There are more than 150 of us in total, and the total number of Spirit Medicine plants over there is only more than 30. There are too many monks and too little gruel to divide them, right?"

Seeing that the other party had this intention, the bearded man rolled his eyes and said:

"We have more people and you have fewer people. Let's do it this way. Don't say I bully you. How about a 30-70 score?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly:

"Thirty-seven shares are indeed okay. Three shares belong to you. The remaining seven shares, my junior brothers and I have exactly one plant per person."

When the bearded man heard this, his face suddenly turned cold. Before he could speak, the crowd behind him began to boil like hot water.

"Hu Yidao, can you do it? You can't even fool an NPC! If you can't, get out of the way and let me know him."

"There are so many of us, how can we be so afraid of him? Just kill them and kill them. If we surround this valley, all the Spirit Medicine in it will belong to us."

"This stinky Taoist priest is not very capable, but his tone is not small. Each of us can drown them with just a spit of spit."

"Yes! Fuck him!"

The bearded man cursed fiercely behind him, and his voice was instantly drowned out by the noise of the crowd.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the crowd across from him with a look of contempt on his face.

He waved with one hand, and the two dozen disciples behind him immediately took action.

The more than twenty yellow-robed Taoist priests formed a strange sword formation, slowly rotating around the old Taoist priest.

I saw three of them forming a small circle, and twenty-one people forming a large circle. They were connected end to end like running water.

The middle-aged Taoist priest imitated the tone of the bearded man and said to the crowd opposite:

"Don't say I'm bullying others, you'd better come together."

This scene immediately silenced the crowd on the opposite side.

The people who had been arguing fiercely just now stopped talking.

They stared at the strange sword formation with big eyes and small eyes, and swallowed hard.

Anyone who is not a fool can see that this sword formation cannot be underestimated.

The bearded man looked embarrassed. His group of people were originally made up of improvised players.

If the opponent is bluffed like this, his group will break through without attacking at all without the opponent taking action.

I saw him taking off the big knife from his shoulder, rushing behind him and saying:

"The players from Body Refining stood up and charged into battle with me. The disciples of the Dharma cultivators cast spells and attacks from behind."