Chapter 490: Plunder

The auras of the six cultivators in the Sword Pavilion all gathered together, and communicated with the holy weapon-level long sword through secret methods. As expected, the long sword was inspired by the auras of the six people, and its movement speed suddenly slowed down, and it was still struggling to break free from the constraints of the Longevity Tower.

On the other side, the three parties of the Zixiao Palace also used their means, and the first move was actually a small fairy art.

"Tianxiao Summoning Technique!"

This is a small fairy art in the Tianxiao Great Fairy Art. Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the Jiuxiao, Zixiao, and Lingxiao Palaces are scattered, and the treasure of this faction is the Tianxiao Great Fairy Art. It is said that this fairy art itself is a heritage passed down from the fairy world. Only the real top figures of the three factions can practice the Tianxiao Great Fairy Art, and the disciples below can only work together to perform it. At this time, the thirteen people joined forces to perform the Tianxiao Summoning Technique, hoping to pull the holy artifact Four-sided Spirit Whip back.

Sure enough, under the call of this little fairy art, the four-sided spirit whip immediately vibrated violently, and the longevity chains wrapped around it began to crack.

"I knew it was these guys who were attacking, but these guys do have some tricks. Tower, do you want me to help?" Chen Feng had already taken out the Demon Sealing Sword, thinking that if he rushed up and chopped a few swords at this time, it would definitely have a very good effect.

"You can do it, but I don't take these little guys seriously." Tower replied.

Whoosh!

At this time, two streams of light flew out of the Longevity Tower, quickly condensed two trapped characters in the air, and then stuck to the four-sided spirit whip and the Void Soul Holy Sword on the left and right. As the light of the two trapped characters shone brightly, the two holy artifacts became quiet again. No matter how the monks of the Sword Pavilion and the Nine Heavens Palace vomited blood to urge them, it was useless. In the end, these people could only watch the two holy artifacts being pulled into the Longevity Tower.

This result caused all the cultivators to spit out blood again. This time, it was blood. Their faces turned pale and their eyes showed despair.

"The holy weapon has been taken away. What should we do now?" This was the thought that flashed through everyone's mind at this time.

At this time, Chen Feng's attack came again. Dozens of thunders roared and attacked the cultivators of Jiuxiao Palace. These thunders were fast and powerful, so these cultivators had no time to react.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In the blink of an eye, three people were killed, and there were also acquaintances who were seriously injured.

"Chen Feng!"

At this time, everyone saw the target of the attack, and their faces changed again. If it was normal, even if it was half an hour in advance, these people would only feel surprised when they saw Chen Feng, and they were surprised that Chen Feng came to their door, but it was different now. At this time, all the power in everyone's body was taken away by the holy weapon. It was the time when the combat power was at the bottom. At this time, it can be said that there was no chance of winning against Chen Feng. More importantly, what Chen Feng was holding in his hand was clearly a very powerful holy weapon.

Fear surged into the hearts of these people again. The Sword Pavilion cultivators who were a little further away from Chen Feng saw the scene of the Jiuxiao Palace being killed, and without saying a word, they immediately fled far away.

Chen Feng rushed towards the other cultivators of the three sects of Jiuxiao Palace, and waved his hand and threw out the Immortal Binding Rope. The Immortal Binding Rope changed into a long ribbon, quickly crossed the sky, and tied up two people with a few twists and turns.

The cultivators of the Sword Pavilion were also loyal. The other cultivators did not continue to escape, but turned around to rescue their fellow disciples who were tied up by the Immortal Binding Rope. However, the Immortal Binding Rope thrown by Chen Feng was a ninth-grade treasure, and it would be extremely difficult for these people to break free.

Chen Feng waved his hand, and a strong suction force was emitted. The magic weapons and space bags on the cultivators who were just killed were all caught. Then the Demon Sealing Sword in Chen Feng's hand flew out quickly, and continued to chase and kill the fleeing Jiuxiao Palace cultivators.

Chen Feng was not soft-hearted at all towards the cultivators of these three sects. Anyway, he had already taken on a deep hatred with the other party. Even Chen Feng himself had not counted how many disciples of the three sects had died in his hands. This was an irreconcilable contradiction. In this case, killing these people and weakening the opponent's strength as much as possible was what Chen Feng needed to do most at present.

So Chen Feng exerted all his strength, urging the holy weapon to kill the opponent while reaching out to collect the opponent's space bag.

When Chen Feng took action, the Longevity Tower had also completed its own work. The Zhoutian Tree had been collected, and the two holy weapons of the Sword Pavilion and the Nine Heavens Palace had also been collected. At this time, it was lying quietly in the Longevity Tower, but the Longevity Tower did not drill into Chen Feng's body, and its huge body did not shrink, but flew towards the place where other spiritual trees were everywhere.

As the Longevity Tower moved, the spiritual trees and spiritual medicines on the ground flew out one after another, and were finally collected by the Longevity Tower.

At this time, Bai Yunyan finally found a patch of ice pear spirit trees. Just after collecting three of them, she was surprised to find that the ice pear spirit trees in front of her flew up one after another, bringing up a large piece of soil around them, and flew into the air and disappeared quickly.

Bai Yunyan looked up and saw that the huge nine-story pagoda was above her head. A large number of spirit trees and spirit medicines were drilling into a huge passage at the bottom of the pagoda. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of ice pear spirit trees in front of her were collected cleanly, leaving only huge pits. Even the places where spirit medicines grew were scraped off a thick layer of soil.

That's not all. The huge pagoda did not stop, but moved at a slow speed. Wherever it passed, except for stones and soil, all plants were cleared away. Bai Yunyan felt that this scene would not appear even in her dreams, let alone thinking about it.

Looking at the Changsheng Tower getting farther and farther away, and then looking at the clean ground in front of her, Bai Yunyan's beautiful face twisted a few times, wanting to say something but finally sighed, but soon Bai Yunyan's face returned to normal, she was able to harvest so much this time, which was beyond her imagination, but thinking about the huge Zhoutian tree being taken away by Chen Feng, Bai Yunyan still felt a little jealous and envious, but thinking about the other monks who were killed, Bai Yunyan's heart calmed down again, and she was glad that she had not clashed with Chen Feng, otherwise Bai Yunyan would not be sure to resist Chen Feng's attack.

At this time, eight of the thirteen people on the Jiuxiao Palace side were killed by Chen Feng, and the remaining five were also seriously injured, but they were lucky to escape from Chen Feng's pursuit.

Chen Feng turned around and rushed towards the monks of the Sword Pavilion. To Chen Feng's surprise, none of the six monks of the Sword Pavilion escaped. The four who could have escaped also surrounded the two fellow disciples who were tied up by the immortal rope, and looked at Chen Feng warily.

"These people are quite loyal." Chen Feng was a little surprised.

"Chen Feng, that nine-story tower is yours." Seeing Chen Feng approaching, these people showed a hint of complexity in their eyes, with fear and fearlessness, but no one was stupid enough to step forward and do it. Everyone saw the scene of Chen Feng slaughtering the monks of the Jiuxiao Palace just now. Even the monks of the Jiuxiao Palace could be easily slaughtered. In the eyes of these people, Chen Feng was truly unscrupulous. He was a devil and a pervert.

"Since you know that this tower is mine, then in order to prevent this matter from spreading, I can only kill you all." Chen Feng sneered.

"Chen Feng, don't be arrogant. Do you think that we, the people of the Sword Pavilion, are also cowards? If you want to do it, just do it." A disciple of the Sword Pavilion couldn't help shouting.

"Shut up!" The senior brother in charge spoke at this time.

"Chen Feng, what do you want? Do you really want to kill us? Don't forget that you have offended the three sects of Jiuxiao Palace. Do you want to go against our Jiange?" The senior brother in charge said in a deep voice.

"Two of these six people have survived seven thunder tribulations. No wonder they have holy weapons on them. However, the cultivators who entered the secret realm this time are below the human immortals, so there are also cultivators of the eighth and ninth levels of heavenly beings. It seems that those people should also have holy weapons on them." Looking at the six people in front of him, Chen Feng thought in his heart.

"Chen Feng, what do you want?" Seeing that Chen Feng did not speak, the senior brother in charge shouted again. At the same time, the six people quickly recovered their strength and accumulated strength to deal with the next situation.

"I won't kill you." At this time, Chen Feng suddenly spoke.

"What?" The cultivator of Jiange was a little surprised, as if he doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

"I said I won't kill you." Chen Feng waved his hand, and the immortal rope that bound the two people immediately turned into a stream of light and drilled into Chen Feng's hand.

"Well, see you later." Seeing that Chen Feng really let them go, the six people's eyes immediately flashed with a hint of surprise. Of course, it would be best if they could survive.

"Wait, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to just leave like this? You know, you just attacked my magic weapon." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"What do you want?" Brother Jiange asked in a deep voice.

"Leave everything you have. Listen carefully, I mean everything." Chen Feng suddenly sneered.

"What?"

"That's impossible."

Everyone immediately shouted, what a joke, everyone entered the secret realm for the treasures inside, now they didn't get much treasure, but they had to pay for their own things, how could they be willing, and besides, there were many dangers in the secret realm, and they were injured. If they didn't have magic weapons, if they encountered monsters again, wouldn't they just give up their lives.

"Haha, this is not up to you. Now I give you two choices. The first is to be killed by me, and the second is to hand over all the things on your body, and then I will spare your life." Chen Feng said as he flicked the Demon Sealing Sword in his hand, and a trace of the pressure of the holy weapon emanated, causing everyone to retreat continuously.

"It's too much, let's fight him together."

"Yes, I will stop him, you go first, and as many as you can escape will be the ones who can."

The monks of the Sword Pavilion immediately shouted angrily.

"Haha, that's good, since you choose to fight, then I won't be polite." Chen Feng waved the Demon Sealing Sword in his hand twice and was about to fight.