Bizzare Login Device

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Spirits: Quilion

Combat rating: Tier 6 mid-tier

Growth Potential: Seventh Rank Low

On the top of a cliff, a huge long-haired lion covered in mottled white was standing there, looking up at the front.

The attribute panel appeared, and it was a sixth-order mid-level monster.

"Kui lion?" Qin Ming's first reaction when he saw this male lion was that the ghost's name sounded familiar.

Then he thought of the Southern Shu monk he had seen at the foot of the mountain. It seemed that the purpose of his trip to the Western Mountain was to hunt this giant lion.

In the end, he was the first to find it.

Spirit monsters above rank six are rare, and their inner alchemy is worth tens of middle-grade Yuanjing, Qin Ming thought that there is no reason to give it up to others.

"Does the master want me to kill this big guy?" Jiancao who was sitting on his shoulder asked Qin Ming when he saw Qin Ming staring at Kuishi.

"No problem." Qin Ming said.

"Of course!" Jiancao's eyes lit up, and immediately floated into the air, a flush of excitement appeared on his face.

Sword Grass's undisguised aura immediately alarmed the Kui lion.

"Transfiguration spirit monster!" Kuishi's spiritual intelligence is not low, and after recognizing the identity of the little milk baby spirit monster floating in, he became highly vigilant.

"Monster, take your life." The little milk boy pointed at Kuishi and said loudly, not knowing where he learned it.

Kuishi's eyes were cold, "Why do you want to sacrifice your life for the human race when you are dignified and transformed into a monster?"

In its view, the blood of a powerful spirit monster like Sword Grass that can transform into form must be rare and precious, and its status among spirit monsters is also quite high. It is not a problem to become the overlord of a party, and it should not be with humans.

"My life is bestowed by the master, how can you understand it?" Jiancao's sword momentum suddenly rose, setting off an invisible strong wind.

The sharp sense of oppression made Kui Shi retreat again and again, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Roar!

With a roar, it was originally the king on the West Mountain, but this was the first time it was suppressed so badly without a fight.

Sword Grass stretched out his hand, and the cyan ice sword condensed in an instant, and with his finger, the ice sword pierced through the air and stabbed at Kuishi's body.

Kuishi was originally good at defense, and his thick hair was stronger than refined iron. However, driven by Naiwa, the ice sword directly pierced through these hairs, half of the blade pierced into the flesh and blood.

The sword energy and cold air attached to it began to crazily stir and destroy Kuishi's body.

This is complete oppression on the same level, and the opponent is Jiancao who has comprehended the state of the sword, which also makes the gap between the two sides too great.

Kuishi was killed in seconds, and it was expected that he would not be able to resist.

Kuishi's breath was exhausted, knowing that he would really die if he didn't run, so he immediately jumped off the cliff, trying to fight for a chance of survival.

But unfortunately, Qin Ming was not prepared to give it this chance.

The wind in mid-air suddenly changed, and it was blown back abruptly after jumping off.

Naiwa once again condensed an ice sword in his hand, and then the huge sword light chopped off Kuishi's head.

"Stop!" A loud voice suddenly sounded in the distant jungle, and dozens of auras appeared within Qin Ming's perception range.

Qin Ming saw that it was the team led by the monks from Nanshu.

After a few vertical leaps, the group of monks arrived at the cliff on the west mountain.

Weng Peng first glanced at Kui Shi who had been beheaded, and then his eyes fell on Qin Ming who was holding Kui Shi's inner alchemy in his hand.

Kuishi was the goal of his trip, but he didn't expect to be given the priority by others.

"This man can kill Kuishi by himself!" one of the monks exclaimed in shock.

They were tracking the whereabouts of the Kui lion all the way, and suddenly heard the roar of the Kui lion, and rushed towards this side, and found the scene in front of them.

As for the process of Kui Shi being beheaded, they didn't see it. Compared with the little milk baby Jiancao who had returned to Qin Ming's side, their first reaction was the Kui Lion beheaded by Qin Ming.

Weng Peng was silent for a moment, and then said more politely: "This brother is very capable, I don't know where he is from."

"Alone,

Walking in all directions, I don't know what you are doing. "Qin Ming replied, the Kuishi inner alchemy in his hand was not taken back, it was still held in his hand.

Weng Peng glanced at the inner alchemy again, and then said: "This Kuishi inner alchemy is of great use to me. I would like to buy it with fifty middle-grade yuan crystals. I wonder if you can sell it to me."

"Yes." Qin Ming nodded.

The value of the sixth-tier middle-grade ghost inner alchemy is generally around 30 to 40 middle-grade crystals.

The possible value of some rare spirits could be even higher, but it would not be higher than fifty middle-grade crystals.

The price offered by Weng Peng is quite generous.

Of course, maybe Qin Ming's strength is strong enough, otherwise this Weng Peng wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

In the wild, it is commonplace for monks to plunder or even kill treasures.

After Qin Ming agreed, Weng Peng took out a bag of Yuanjing and threw it to Qin Ming first.

Qin Ming opened it and took a look. There was no doubt that it was fifty middle-grade Yuanjing, so he threw the Kuishi Neidan in his hand to Weng Peng.

For him, this inner alchemy of his was meant to be sold, and it was not for sale to anyone, as long as it could be sold for a good price.

Weng Peng's complexion softened a little after Kuishi's inner alchemy was obtained.

"If you have a chance, come to Nanshu as a guest, and I will welcome you personally." Weng Peng then extended an invitation to Qin Ming.

A powerful family like them would not miss the opportunity to recruit those talented monks they met.

Qin Ming nodded, and after a few polite words, the two separated harmoniously.

The expected tense atmosphere did not appear, and the problem was resolved peacefully through a deal.

"Master Weng, since the lion has been beheaded, what about us?" A monk following Weng Peng asked.

"Don't worry, I still have a few pieces of information about the treasures of heaven and earth in my hand. If you have nothing to do, follow me to search for it. The benefit is that everyone will have a share." Weng Peng said.

"Okay, everything is under the arrangement of the adults." The monk replied.

They didn't want to return empty-handed when they came to Xishan this time. Naturally, they wanted to follow Weng Peng to gain some benefits.

Somewhere in the mountains, a wisp of black smoke suddenly emerged.

Along with the black smoke, several bald monks in monk robes walked out slowly.

"It's a bit lively in the mountains today." One of the monks suddenly laughed and licked his dry mouth.

"Well, you can play freely, and remember not to provoke people you shouldn't." A one-eyed elderly monk said slowly.

"Okay, it just so happens that I'm about to break through and need a lot of supplements, hehe..."

Although this group of monks are Buddhists, they don't have the aura of being out of the world at all.

On the contrary, those shadowy eyes, like poisonous snakes, give people a chilling feeling.

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