Ding Huan doesn't mind either, a high-grade spiritual vein is a high-grade spiritual vein.

"Senior, I haven't harvested spiritual veins. I have a battle soul crystal, and I also want to follow senior out of the Kaitian battlefield. Senior only needs to allow me to follow him from a distance. It doesn't matter whether I can go out or not."

A young man walked up to Ding Huan, bowed to the ground with fear, and then held a battle soul crystal in both hands with a respectful and pious attitude.

"What are you doing here without spiritual veins? Get out."

Ding Huan slapped the young man on the face and sent him flying away.

While the young man was still in the air, he spit out more than a dozen teeth.

When he fell down, many of the bones in his body were broken, and it would probably take a long time to heal.

If someone covets his things during this period, this guy will have no choice but to wait for death.

Some monks who also had no spiritual veins and were going to use the materials found here to give Ding Huan to seek a place to go out quickly covered their mouths and backed away carefully.

Mo Huaping lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although she looked down on these guys who didn't even have a spiritual vein, Sect Leader Ding was a bit too much.

If she read it correctly, this young man was a disciple of a certain sect in the Ascension World, and he should not be an ordinary monk.

In Mo Huaping's eyes, when she was in the Taoist cultivation world, the ants in the mortal world would just die, and there was no pity.

When she faced the ascension monks as a Taoist monk, the status of the Ascended monks was higher than that of the Taoist monks.

The sect leader was a little too casual with the Ascension World monks.

"Let's go." Ding Huan waved his hand and walked out of Lingyuan Valley first.

The young man's ring just now contained at least five middle-grade spiritual veins and three high-grade spiritual veins.

There are a lot of top-grade materials in this guy's ring.

The battle soul crystal that the young man took out was the smallest of the twelve battle soul crystals in his ring.

Such a scumbag, such a shameless person, dares to let him lead the way.

To be honest, Ding Huan didn't slap him to death because he was not used to killing people for this kind of thing.

If it were someone with a more violent temper, he would definitely slap this hypocritical true elixir to death.
Chapter completed!