Chapter 585: Entering a plane means death?
"Get rich!"
The Mo Clan's treasure house.
You won't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked.
The Resurrector is indeed a real rich man!
After countless years of accumulation, there are simply too many things in this treasure house.
It is not inferior to the gold treasure house of the ancestor.
Su Mu took out the golden ball and threw it on the ground.
The door of the gold treasure house opened in response.
"Start moving things!"
"Summon the skeletons!"
Su Mu summoned a few skeleton brothers and started to work personally.
There are all kinds of materials in the treasure house, and there are even some special medicines.
"Add attributes? Not bad!"
These medicines are packed in precious containers, and the added attributes are really quite a lot.
However, the same type of medicines will only be effective when taken for the first time, which is not very meaningful.
Su Mu casually brushed some tenth-level monsters, and the added attributes are more than these medicines.
"Keep it."
Finding a corner in the gold treasury, Su Mu sorted out the medicines.
"This is the divine equipment!"
Then there are the divine equipment of the Mo Clan.
There are three pieces of glittering and colorful top-grade equipment in the treasury.
The quality of these three pieces of equipment is obviously the same as Xuanyuan's pair of golden boots.
"It's a pity that there is no mage equipment!"
This is not a game, and the specific attributes cannot be seen. Su Mu took it in his hand and felt it, and was a little disappointed.
Three pieces of equipment, none of them are mage equipment.
I have worn this set of equipment for a long time, it's time to change it!
"No hurry, such a big plane, are you still afraid that there is no mage equipment?"
Rubbing his nose, Su Mu speeded up the transportation.
The Mo Clan is just a family in this plane.
From the eighteen ancestors on that mountain, there should be eighteen families in this plane.
Even if not every family is as rich as the Mo Clan, it is enough!
"Break through this plane, and the formation will be completed!"
Looking at the magic formation that has not yet taken shape in the treasure house, Su Mu laughed.
Not long ago, he was still worried about where to go to collect so many materials and magic gems, but now he has entered a "large copy".
The goddess of luck still favors him!
"Keep moving, and tidy up after moving!"
After instructing the skeleton brother, Su Mu walked out of the treasure house.
Coming to a courtyard, a group of people were trembling.
They all had paper and pen in their hands.
"Draw for me quickly, if anyone draws differently, I will let you die miserably."
Su Mu separated these people and asked them to draw the places where their families are located except the Mo clan.
With this method, you don't have to worry that these people will deliberately draw wrong and let you take a detour.
"Will you really let us go after we finish drawing?"
"As long as you promise not to kill us, we can work like cows and horses for you!"
"Spare us, we can serve you together!"
Facing the threat of death, the remaining people of the Mo clan kept begging.
"Draw for me!"
Su Mu did not give any answer, his voice was cold.
No one dared to speak.
They took the pen in their hands and began to draw tremblingly.
After a while, Su Mu collected everyone's words and looked at them one by one.
Many people drew very roughly, basically taking the Mo clan as the center, and then marked several directions and wrote down the approximate locations of several families.
Su Mu did not need a very accurate and beautiful painting, as long as he could determine the location of those families.
"The location is correct, these people should not have lied to me."
After observation, all the directions of several people were consistent.
"Then I'll give you a quick death!"
Without a trace of emotion in his tone, Su Mu treated the players just like the resurrectors in the real world.
If the descendants of the Mo Clan were allowed to go to the real world, who knows how many people's blood would be stained.
In a sense, aren't the resurrectors of this plane the "natives" in his eyes?
Dozens of thunderbolts fell at the same time, and the Mo Clan was completely annihilated at this moment.
"Where should I go next?"
Take out a relatively well-drawn map and look at the six directions on it.
With the Mo Clan as the center, there are six different families in six different directions.
"Logically speaking, the stronger the family, the more treasures they have."
The map does not mark the strength of these families, and it is obvious that the descendants of the Mo Clan do not know.
"Anyway, we have to catch them all, so we don't have to worry about the order!"
Su Mu made a choice quickly.
After the things in the treasury were moved, a pair of wings of flame appeared.
"The fire burns the city!"
Coming to the sky, Su Mu looked at the leader of the Mo tribe below and waved his hand.
Two rounds of fire fell down.
Everything was burned under the flames.
The wings of flame shook quickly and took Su Mu to a direction.
On the map, there were two big words marked there.
Wind tribe!
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Shentu world.
If you want to talk about the most lively place, it has always been the chat channel of Shentu game.
There are all kinds of chats, and of course the most are the various ridicules of the players to the resurrectors.
Because of the disadvantage in numbers, the resurrectors can't spray the huge number of players.
"Your Su Fa Shen is finished, and he has been pulled into our plane world, and he is in danger!"
"Hahaha! You bunch of natives have no one to back you up anymore, just wait for our wrath!"
"What Sufa God, he's going to die!"
Just today, the Resuscitator suddenly jumped up, and various news about Sufa God having been killed came out one after another.
As soon as these news came out, they immediately set off a huge wave in the chat channel!
"No, you are lying, Sufa God can't die!"
"Don't pay attention to these Resuscitators, they will just talk nonsense!"
"Anyway, I don't believe it, Sufa God YYDs, kill as many Resuscitators as you can!"
Countless questioning messages came out.
"Haha, if you have the ability, let your Sufa God show his head!"
The Resuscitator quickly fought back.
The arrogant tone inevitably made many people's hearts waver.
We don't know how many means the Resuscitator has.
What if all this is true?
In addition, Su Mu did not show up, and for a moment, not many players on the chat channel refuted.
"Your Su Fashen can't come out?"
"I tell you, once you enter our plane, there is only one way to go!"
Seeing this, the Resurrector kept sending messages, and his tone became more and more arrogant!
