After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

The man in brocade robe turned his head, and his confidence instantly returned.

As his confidence returned, his eyes involuntarily fell on Qin He's big black shovel, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

Chaos heavy treasure!

Treasures like this, even the lowest grade Chaos weapons, are valuable treasures.

Chaos objects are rare to begin with, and forging them into soldiers is even more difficult. It requires superb forging techniques, the luck of heaven and earth, and infinite merit to forge them.

If you can get hold of such a treasure, you will become rich.

Incredible wealth!

A heaven-defying opportunity!

It's right in front of me right now.

Destroy this false god and it will be yours.

"You want this?"

Qin He stopped and twisted his numb arm. Seeing the greed in the man's eyes, he immediately understood what he was thinking.

"This weapon seems to be destined for me." The greed on the face of the man in brocade robe gradually became no longer concealed.

"Are we destined to be together? Is the rim round?" Qin He raised the corners of his mouth slightly. It's good that you want it. I'm just afraid that if you don't want it and give up and run away, it will be difficult to catch up with you.

"Get along?"

The man in brocade robes paused and jokingly said, "Young man, if you can give me this shovel, we will end our hostility today and I will ensure that you can live freely in the lower realm without being disturbed by anyone. How do you think?"

The Chaos Treasure is a treasure after all, if you can trick it into your hands first.

Once we destroy this false god, the difficulty will be reduced a lot.

It's just a matter of a few words, and if you don't cheat, you won't lose anything.

Qin He's reaction made the man in brocade robe's heart pound.

"Really?" Qin He tilted his head and asked naively.

"Of course it's true!" The man in brocade robe was caught off guard and couldn't help but stutter in his excitement. He couldn't wait to speak.

This weird guy who is neither black nor white seems to have a problem with his brain.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you and we'll make peace." Qin He nodded, and after saying that, he lightly tossed the big black shovel towards the man in brocade robe.

The man in the brocade robe immediately felt his blood boiling. He took a step forward and grabbed the big black shovel, fearing that Qin He would go back on his word.

But then... he felt what it meant to be "as heavy as a mountain."

The Chaos Black Shovel, after fusing several strands of Chaos Qi, is a mother Qi of all things originating from the beginning of the world. Each strand weighs more than ten thousand pounds!

The man in brocade robe was caught off guard and stumbled to the ground.

"Oh!"

The big black shovel fell to the ground, creating a hole in the ground and sending dust flying.

The man in brocade robes hastily straightened his posture, but before he could steady himself completely, a golden fist came towards him amidst the flying dust.

The fist was neither black nor white, and was wrapped in dazzling golden light.

That is the powerful light of merit, far more powerful than one's own.

Such a scene instantly brought the man in brocade robe back to reality.

I was fooled! ~

This guy is so cunning~

At the critical moment, the man in brocade robe's true energy shook, protecting his face and forming a wall of true energy again.

This is one of the terrifying aspects of high-level cultivators. In a very short period of time, they can form a powerful wall of protective true energy on their body surface.

It is much stronger than the protective true qi.

Moreover, a thought arises and disappears almost instantly.

But... it was all in a hurry. Before the wall of true essence could solidify enough, Qin He punched him in the nose.

The man in brocade robe felt his eyes go dark, his body spun around and he flew out.

The whole body's true energy is surging, and the muscles are about to break.

"It's over!"

The man in brocade robe felt like he was falling into an icy cave and was doomed.

But the huge fear still prompted him to forcibly suppress the surging true energy and re-condense the wall of true energy to protect his body surface.

At the same time, hundreds of red rays were shot out in the estimated direction, like a rain of pear blossoms, using offense instead of defense, taking a two-pronged approach.

The other party is planning an attack and will definitely not miss such a golden opportunity.

Fight to the death!

"Oh!"

After all, he is a god-level strongman in the half-step other shore realm, and his reaction, defense and strength are unparalleled.

If an ordinary cultivator had been hit by Qin He's punch, he would have been torn into pieces.

The man in brocade robe not only took the punch, but also adjusted himself the moment he landed, slid out, and did not fall to the ground.

The force-releasing action is truly a delight to watch.

In just a moment, the man in brocade robe dispelled the darkness in his eyes and regained his vision.

But his recovery not only did not make him feel relieved, but instead made the hairs on his body stand on end and he was filled with despair.

The big black shovel was as bright as fairy mist, and it rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

The next moment… “Bang!”

The man in brocade robe stiffened instantly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his feet sank directly into the ground like nails.

On his deathbed, he finally saw the Chaos Treasure explode.

"It's really fucking beautiful."

With a sigh, the man in brocade robe slowly lowered his head, his whole body filled with radiance. That was the remaining power of his merits and virtues, returning to the world.

Seeing this, Qin He looked at the smooth black shovel, touched it, and then reached out and touched the head of the man in brocade robe.

"This one is round."