Chapter 426

The Core Realm old monster of Dog Head Mountain had died in battle, and more than half of the hundred Zephyrs that he brought with him had died.

With their leader dead, they had no leader. Facing the pursuit of the Zephyrs of Dark Wind Cave, they had been running for tens of thousands of miles in panic.

But they had never thought that they would see the loot being divided here. Moreover, the pile of primordial stones was close to a hundred million. Such a huge number made them tremble.

As soon as he finished speaking, rays of light flashed. A group of Flight Warriors surrounded Zi Chen and the monk. There were more than fifty of them, and eight of them were in the late stage of Flight Warrior. Everyone's eyes were shining with endless greed.

They were not as greedy as the monk and Zi Chen. Looking at the primordial stones in front of them, they were all satisfied. Even if they were exchanged for mid-grade primordial stones at a high price, it would still be a terrifying number.

"It's him."

Everyone's eyes reluctantly moved away from the primordial stones, ignoring Zi Chen. They looked at the monk and frowned.

They had seen clearly how the monk and the Virtuous Cultivator had fought the Core Realm old monster. Now that they had encountered the monk, they were afraid. Fortunately, they did not see the Daoist.

It was just a monk, and they were confident that they could deal with him together.

"Monk, hand over the primordial stones, and we will spare your lives." One of the late stage Zephyrs shouted at the monk. Zi Chen, who was only early stage Zephyrs, was directly ignored.

"How about it? I will take care of these people for you. The primordial stones will be split fifty-fifty." The monk did not pay attention to the others, and directly talked to Zi Chen.

"You must be dreaming, damn monk. I am already being generous. You are still greedy." Zi Chen said angrily.

"As the saying goes, when you meet someone, you have to split it fifty-fifty. Last time, I did not mind. But this time, it must be fifty-fifty. Moreover, I saved you before."

"Bullsh * t, thirty-seventy it is. Either you get thirty percent, or you get none. If you have the ability, go find it yourself." Zi Chen was angry. The monk's shamelessness made him very unhappy.

The two of them negotiated like this, going back and forth, and directly ignoring the more than fifty Zephyrs.

"What's going on?" Being ignored by the two of them, everyone in the air was stunned.

Furthermore, the situation before them was somewhat fishy. As a result, they did not immediately attack, and only narrowed the encirclement.

The situation in front of him was a bit strange. This powerful monk actually couldn't be the owner of the primordial stones, and was willing to share it with the kid in the early stage of Zephyr Realm. But the strange thing was that the kid in the early stage of Zephyr Realm was unwilling to share it, and only gave the monk 85%, and each of them was very generous.

As a result, everyone was in a state of confusion.

The monk's powerful combat strength was obvious to all. Why should he bow down to an early stage Zephyr Realm cultivator? That's right, the monk's current appearance was exactly that.

There was something strange and problematic about it.

Everyone had a bad feeling.

At this moment, one of them looked at Zi Chen and suddenly said, "Did you guys notice that this guy in the early stage of the Imperial Air Race looks a little familiar?"

"You don't say. I also feel like I've seen it somewhere before. I thought it was an illusion."

"Not bad, not bad. He does look familiar, but I just can't recall where I've seen him before."

Many people opened their mouths. At this moment, they all felt that Zi Chen looked very familiar.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out. "I remember now. Isn't he the idiot who drew us out after alerting the enemy?"

"Yes, that's him. That guy's dead appearance, even if he turned into ashes, I would still recognize him."

"It's this immoral guy who lured us out, but isn't he dead? How is he still alive?"

"That's right, it's that idiot. I killed him with my own hands, and even his spirit weapon was broken. But how is he still alive?"

Everyone cried out in surprise. They all recognized Zi Chen, and all of them spoke rudely. At that time, Zi Chen almost angered them to death.

"What a good plan to lure the snake out of its hole. We've all been tricked by him." The leading Imperial Air Race's expression became very cold. Now that he saw the other party, he understood everything.

The other party was not panicking at all, nor was he trying to die. Everything was intentional. This was a scam, and the goal was to let the other Imperial Air Race take action in advance while he faked his death. Then, when no one was paying attention, he would sneak into the mine and steal the vitality stones.

After recognizing Zi Chen, the gazes of the Imperial Air Race's people became unfriendly. Waves of coldness surged in their eyes.

"Forty-sixty. Forty-sixty should be fine." The monk's face was helpless, as if he had suffered a great loss.

"You damned monk, keep dreaming."

Zi Chen was still unwilling. Every time he gave the monk ten percent more, he felt his heart bleeding, as if the monk was digging out his flesh.

But after looking around and seeing the Imperial Air Race, Zi Chen suddenly changed his mind and said, "Forty-sixty it is. Forty-sixty it is. I'll let you take advantage of me. But after this, you won't get a share of these fifty rings."

The monk's gaze also swept across the crowd. After thinking for a while, he put his palms together and chanted, "Amitabha. I'm a monk, and I don't like to kill. I don't want to participate in this kind of thing that will lead to hell. Forty-forty it is."

Zi Chen was so angry that he wanted to slap this evil monk who was full of benevolence and righteousness but had done so many bad things.

Not far away, the Imperial Air Race's people were confused. They did not understand.

After the two of them agreed, they began to distribute the vitality stones.

Zi Chen waved his sleeve, and rays of light flashed. He took away sixty percent of the pile of vitality stones, leaving forty for the monk.

"This is only thirty-five percent." The monk mumbled. He seemed to be unwilling, but he still took the vitality stones.

Zi Chen was infuriated. He felt that he had taken less than 15% of the Primordial Stones, maybe even 05%.

Close to a hundred million yuan stones were taken away just like that. Everyone felt empty in their hearts when they lost something shiny in front of them. This seriously affected their mood. Moreover, they were completely ignored from the beginning to the end, which completely infuriated them.

"Damn monk, hand over the vitality stones." The leader of the Imperial Air Race shouted.

"Amitabha."

The monk chanted the name of Buddha and said, "These primordial stones belong to this young benefactor, not this poor monk. If you want them, just look for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk retreated far away, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

The crowd was stunned. The surging murderous intent disappeared once again. They did not understand. Weren't these two friends? Why did they become like this after splitting the vitality stones?

"Monk, what do you mean?" The crowd was confused. Someone could not help but ask.

"I only want my own vitality stones, and he wants your spiritual rings. You guys just happen to want to snatch his vitality stones. This is a conflict between the two of you. You guys can solve it yourselves. I can be a witness, but I won't participate. Of course, if you guys want to snatch my vitality stones, I won't let it go," the monk said seriously.

But the Imperial Air Race's people were confused. What the hell was going on? It was like a tongue twister.

The crowd did not understand. They did not understand the meaning of the monk's words, but they understood some of the meaning. He did not intend to interfere in this matter, and this kid, who was only at the early stage of the Imperial Air Race, was greedy enough to want to snatch their spiritual rings.

"Kid, you're tired of living. You're only at the early stage of the Imperial Air Race, and you dare to have ideas about us? You're courting death."

"Did you eat a leopard's guts, or was your brain squeezed by a door? How dare you have ideas about us?"

"Damn it, how dare you have ideas about us. Kill, kill him, and use his vitality stones as compensation."

The Imperial Air Race's people shouted, their eyes shining with greed. One had to know that the other party had taken away tens of millions of vitality stones with a wave of his hand.

Almost without any deliberate order, the Imperial Air Race's people rushed towards Zi Chen, endless killing intent surging.

"Are you just here to snatch vitality stones, or to kill?" Zi Chen raised his head and looked at the Imperial Air Race's people. For the first time, he looked at them directly and asked in a calm voice.

"Hmph, do you still need to ask? Of course, we're here to kill and snatch vitality stones." Someone laughed.

"Can't we just snatch vitality stones without killing people?" Zi Chen asked.

"Kid, don't talk nonsense. Today is the day you die." More people laughed, their eyes filled with killing intent.

If it was the monk who said this, they would naturally consider it. But a mere early stage of the Imperial Air Race dared to talk to them like this. It was simply courting death.

"Well, I understand." Zi Chen nodded.

"Kid, what do you understand?" In the distance, the Imperial Air Race's people asked.

"I understand. I also want to kill and snatch vitality stones." As his voice fell, Zi Chen's eyes were filled with killing intent. Then, he rushed towards the Imperial Air Race's people.

"You're courting death."

The Imperial Air Race's people laughed, thinking that the other party was simply courting death.

But after one exchange, they knew that they were wrong. The other party was not courting death, they were the ones courting death.

Puff.

Golden light flashed, and a golden blade flashed. One of the Imperial Air Race's people was cut in half. Blood splattered, and the corpse fell to the ground. A spirit ring was in the hands of the other party.

"Next." Zi Chen said, his voice cold.

Peng.

As soon as one of the Imperial Air Race's people died, Zi Chen rushed to the second one. In a flash of golden light, a punch landed on the other party's chest. The next moment, a loud sound was heard, and the other party was knocked back. His internal organs were shattered, and his vitality dissipated.

Puff.

The third Imperial Air Race's people came quickly. Zi Chen flashed past, and a golden light flashed between his fingers. Then, a head flew up high, and a headless corpse fell to the ground.

In less than a breath's time, three Imperial Air Race's people were killed, and three spirit rings were in his hands. Everything was so fast and decisive.

"How is it possible?" Everyone's face changed. They did not understand how a mere early stage Imperial Air Race could have such powerful combat power.

Zi Chen's expression was cold. He turned into a golden light and flashed past the three Imperial Air Race's people. This time, another three people died.

"Six."

The cold voice made people tremble.

"Kill, everyone attack with all your strength." The other Imperial Air Race's people all felt that something was wrong. They all shouted and rushed towards Zi Chen.

In an instant, all the Imperial Air Race's people moved. Powerful attacks appeared one after another, and brilliant light filled the sky. One after another, spirit weapons swallowed cold light and slashed towards Zi Chen.

Swoosh. Swoosh.