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The Warcraft Mountains have always been a training ground for the children of sects and aristocratic families. Fighting against low-level Warcraft can not only consolidate your cultivation, but with good luck, you can also improve your realm.

In addition, the demon core and demon flesh on the monsters can be replaced in the world of immortality, and high-level demon body materials are necessary for forging weapons and elixirs.

In the sky, several airships passed quickly, and there were crowds of people on the airships.

On the other side, a landscape is particularly eye-catching.

Dozens of people were flying with swords. Some carried three swords, and some carried five. They were swaying and bumping all the way before they could barely keep up with the speed of the flying boat.

It is Qingyang Sect.

It is well known that Qingyang Sect is poor and cannot even produce a decent flying magic weapon.

Looking at the other sect disciples and Qingyang Sect members on the flying boat, tears of envy could not help but flow from the corners of their mouths.

When can their sect get on the flying boat?

Ming Fan was being carried by Xiao Yunyang, and she saw clearly along the way that Bi Qiu was the second in the Qingyang Sect, and no one dared to be the first.

The flying boats and magic weapons stopped one after another outside the Warcraft Mountains.

"Fan Ming!" A figure ran towards her.

When Ming Fan turned around, it turned out to be Baili Ningchuan and Baili Molan who had not seen each other since that day.

Baili Ningchuan walked over, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes: "Long time no see."

Ming Fan nodded and greeted him.

Baili Ningchuan was dressed in gold-plated and white sect uniforms. He looked noble and noble. He was exactly the robe of Luo Shen, one of the three sects in the Shang Dynasty.

"Hey, long time no see, it feels like it's been a long time." Ming Fan greeted and looked at the other sects.

This time there were many sects and monks coming to the Warcraft Mountains, and even the three upper sects actually sent their disciples.

Baili Ningchuan saw Ming Fan's robe and didn't say anything, but Baili Molan said in surprise.

"You went to Qingyang Sect? This sect is so poor. If I had known, you might as well have come to our Baili family."

"Little junior sister, come quickly!" Hearing He Mu and others calling him, Ming Fan stopped saying anything, nodded to Baili brother and sister, turned and left.

"They dare to say that we are poor. I will ask the fourth junior brother to make a pill and poison them to death!" He Mu said angrily. He has good hearing and cannot hear others saying that he is poor, so he wears all kinds of gorgeous and beautiful clothes. Wear it on your body.

Xiao Yunyang was speechless. He was an alchemy cultivator, not an evil cultivator.

Ming Fan looked at Xiao Yunyang thoughtfully, who said that elixir refining can only make good elixirs, an idea gradually appeared in her mind.

"By the way, what was the ranking of the sect before us?" Ming Fan asked casually.

According to the development routine of the novel, he should be the last one, and then turn the tide and pretend to be a slap in the face.

"First." He Mu didn't even think about it.

"reciprocal?"

"A positive number."

This was beyond her expectation, so why did the Qingyang Sect ranking book say it was ranked last?

As if he saw her doubts, Leshan came up to her and said, "We are number one in terms of combat effectiveness, and we are also number one in terms of financial resources."

Rong Hua was also aroused and said dissatisfied: "But these guys, the ranking is based on who has the money and who is first, so every year we have to exchange money to pay back the things we hunt."

But first, it is only compared to the lower five sects, because the strength of the upper three sects is too much and they are not in the same category.

Ming Fan was once again shocked by the poverty of the Qingyang Sect, but he actually felt that it was reasonable.

"Do you want to make a fortune this time?" Ming Fan gathered a few people together, with a somewhat unclear meaning in his eyes.

"That goes without saying!" They hit it off immediately.

"Then it's settled, let them see who is the real number one."

Looking at the Ming family emblem on a flying boat not far away, Ming Fan raised the corner of his mouth.

Before entering the Warcraft Mountains, the deacons of each sect explained some precautions to their disciples.

When it was Qingyang Sect's turn, Lei Yuansheng said: "If you want to succeed, go crazy first and rush for money at all costs! Fight once and you will be rich for three generations! Only by working hard can you not fail!"

This method may not be applicable to other sects, but it is very suitable for Qingyang Sect, and all the disciples are like chicken blood.

After all, in Qingyang Sect, if you wait for the resources allocated by the sect, you will definitely starve to death.

In the Warcraft Mountains, a small team is looking for something.

"It's all Miss Six's fault. If it weren't for her, how could we be thrown into this place." A woman complained dissatisfiedly.

"No, if you ask me, it would be best for Miss Six to never come back. The difference between her and the eldest daughter is as big as heaven and earth." The man next to him spoke while pulling at the grass with his sword.

"When gods fight, it's the kid who suffers. Let's not discuss the affairs of the Ming family." A baby-faced female cultivator spoke with a timid voice.

As the other people crowded around, the girl stopped talking and silently looked for the monster.

"Hey~ are you talking about me? The old sow wears a bra, one on the front and one on the back. It's the style of the Ming family."

The people who had just spoken looked up and saw a woman in black on the tree, like a ghost, walking around behind them in an instant.

"Who are you?! Do you know that we are from the Ming family!" Several people looked at Ming Fan warily and yelled loudly.

"You were scolding me just now, now you ask me who I am? Cursing my mother after eating milk?" Ming Fan snapped his fingers, and five people rushed out from around him.

"You... what are you going to do!"

"Robbery." Ming Fan chewed on a spiritual fruit and spoke concisely.

"Against...robbery? The Ming family won't let you go! I advise you to be more sensible. Who dares to target the Ming family..."

"Work." She didn't want to listen to their nagging, so she nodded towards Mu Xiao Yunyang and others.

After that, the few people cooperated tacitly, and in a blink of an eye, they knocked out several members of the Ming family and stripped them naked.

"Little Junior Sister! I've made it, I've made it!" He Mu searched the storage bag and marveled as he looked at it. He seemed to see thousands of gold and silver waving at him.

Xiao Yunyang collected the contents of the storage bag without saying a word, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"This magic weapon can be sold for a lot of money. Ouch~ There are also high-quality talismans, which are not bad." Leshan smiled and counted the storage bags of one of the male cultivators, smiling happily.

The baby-faced female nun was the only one who was not affected. She was shocked when she saw the group of robbers taking advantage of them. Where did these bandits come from?

"Okay, for your sake just now, they leave it to you."

Ming Fan pointed at a few people on the ground who were only wearing underwear and had been plucked naked, and left without looking back.

"This is Miss Six?" The baby-faced female cultivator looked at Ming Fan's back and was shocked. Miss Six was indeed different from the rumors. She was truly a hero among women and a dragon and phoenix among men.

Looking at the people on the ground, I felt relieved.

Ming Fan and the others here were searching for the disciples of the Ming family all the way, like fighting guerrilla warfare, grabbing them and running away.

Although it won't cause them to bleed profusely, it is really annoying like flies.

Taking stock of the things they had picked up in the past few days, several people were very satisfied.

"Junior sister, what should we do next?"

Lin Wanshu spoke warmly. In the past few days, they had unknowingly regarded Ming Fan as the centerpiece.