The monk at the front frowned and looked at Ji Jinshu and the others. They had finally been able to get out, but they actually stopped them from leaving.
They just ran to the rift.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three sharp swords stopped them.
The sharp and thin edges on both sides of the sword were pointed at them, and were divided into three positions: top, middle and bottom.
The most fatal thing was the spiritual sword in the middle, which was aimed at their vitals and almost hit them.
Who the hell taught you to do this?
Pei Ge, the owner of the spirit sword, smiled at the cultivator in front of him and said, "Hey, be careful~"
"If you bump into me while you're moving around, don't blame me. You bumped into me yourself."
When preparing to break the formation, Ji Jinshu had already sent a message to his senior brothers and sisters.
Before the crack exploded, Xia Qian and the other two had already drawn their magic swords.
The moment the person was about to rush out, he was stopped directly.
Tang Feiwan stood in front holding several talismans, staring at the person in front of him, waiting for him to come out.
The monk swallowed nervously and looked ahead.
The female cultivator with a loli-like appearance was holding two stacks of talismans in her hands and was staring at him.
If he tried to force his way out, those talismans would definitely hit him.
There is also the female cultivator who blew up the formation.
That is Ji Jinshu.
He was holding several black things in his hands and was looking at him with a smile.
Thinking that this thing was used to blow up the hole just now, the monk in the front couldn't help but take a step back.
He turned around and shouted, "Why are you pushing so hard? You're in a hurry to be reborn!"
"Push back a little!"
If he squeezes forward any further, not only will his life be in jeopardy, but his vital organs will be the first to be lost.
Many monks behind saw this scene and started cursing, trying to squeeze forward to get out.
"Everyone, don't leave in a hurry."
Ji Jinshu blocked them with a smile, an innocent smile on his face, but the words he said were frightening.
"Everyone, you agreed to the conditions we discussed earlier. You shouldn't have forgotten them, right?"
The trapped monks' faces changed. They didn't expect that they would dare to stop them.
"Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit."
A monk threatened.
Ji Jinshu was not afraid at all, "Are you guys planning to break your promise and make a fortune?"
"Don't be ungrateful."
Song Jue said coldly from behind.
"There are so many of us, how dare you stop us." Su Daiyuan added a sentence after seeing this, feeling somewhat gloating, and wishing that the other party would become the target of public criticism.
Ji Jinshu raised his eyebrows, but instead of getting angry he smiled.
"Why not?"
"The secret realm is about to close anyway. The worst that can happen is that we die here together."
"You are all injured, your spiritual energy is running low, and you have suffered a lot of internal injuries, while the rest of us are still fine. Why not a fight?"
"Yeah, why not."
Speaking of fighting, Pei Ge's blood boiled and his eyes were filled with fire.
There are people from the Wanjian Sect here, so we must give them a good beating.
Xia Qian'an, Shang Lu, and Tang Feiwan all expressed their stance and refused to move away no matter what.
One monk lost his temper and angrily asked, "What do you want?"
Ji Jinshu: "It's very simple. If you promise to give us high-grade spirit stones, we will naturally let you out."
"I broke this formation, I blew up this cave. If you want to pass through here, you must leave money for passage."
"you……"
It's so shameless.
That posture is even more bandit-like than that of a bandit.
Everyone was so angry that they were speechless.
"Don't go too far."
Pei Jiang warned.
Ji Jinshu: "Excessive? How did we go too far?"
"The Yuehua Sect is adding more money."
Xie Zhao's face darkened and he gave Pei Jiang a look, telling him to shut up.
Ji Jinshu took out an empty storage bag in front of everyone and said, "Don't try to renege on the promises you made to us."
Seeing this, the monk who rushed to the front at the beginning immediately chose to compromise.
After all, he is not a disciple of a big sect, so he doesn't have to be cheated out of so many spirit stones, and the loss is not big.
He very tactfully handed Ji Jinshu ten high-quality spirit stones.
"Can I leave now?"
"That's enough." Ji Jinshu took the spirit stone with a smile, "Brother, let him go."
As soon as he went out, the monk went straight to the exit, not wanting to stay in there any longer.
Time is running out and we can't waste any more. Seeing this, the other cultivators stepped forward to hand over the spirit stones, then quickly slipped away and ran towards the exit.
It’s Yuehua Sect’s turn.
Xie Zhao threw a bag of spirit stones to Ji Jinshu with a dark face.
"Let's leave now."
Ji Jinshu counted the spirit stones slowly and calmly.
"Wait a minute, you are short of 20,000 high-grade spirit stones." Ji Jinshu looked at Pei Jiang, "He needs 30,000 high-grade spirit stones to go out."
"you……"
"Why, you don't want to hand it in?"
"Then let's just waste time."
Ji Jinshu crossed his hands in front of his chest, raised his head high, as if he was waiting to see who could outlast the other.
"Okay, I'll give it to you!" Xie Zhao said gritting his teeth.
Then he added another 20,000 high-quality spirit stones.
"Alright, that's enough for now, please let me go, Senior Brother."
Whenever they passed by Ji Jinshu, the group would glare at her fiercely.
Ji Jinshu doesn't care.
No matter how hard you stare at it, the spirit stone will never come back.
But when Pei Jiang walked by, Ji Jinshu took the opportunity to kick him hard.
Next, let us welcome the Xingyue Sect’s formation.
"Hey~ You guys from the Xingyue Sect are quite a big crowd."
"Are you planning to pay together or separately? Chief Senior Brother of the First Formation Cultivation Sect."
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