The ghosts of the West act as if they had no souls, and they kept turning over the thick pages of magic in their hands, unleashing attacks of equal power.

But their goal was very clear, and every attack was aimed at Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun.

The killing array was quickly broken, and the power of the magic attack rushed to his face, and Murong Limeng's hair was blown up and down by the aftermath of the magic attack, and his hair was messy.

Luo Qingyun turned his back to her, holding high the golden ancient sword, and his aura was overwhelming. The power of the magic attack blew on his sleeves, faintly revealing the two small words on the ancient sword that were as strong as a dragon flying into the sky: "Wushuang".

It turned out that the golden sword used by Luo Qingyun was called "Wushuang".

Murong Limeng didn't know the status of this golden ancient sword in the Earth Cultivation Realm, so he didn't care too much.

But Mo Lan was a native of the earth, he was hiding in the shadows, and he had already seen the "unparalleled" ancient sword that Luo Qingyun was holding in his hand, which was the first of the three ancient swords of the ancients, and instantly retreated.

But when he thought of eating the souls of the two young geniuses of Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun, he was very likely to form a primordial infant, feather and soar, and he could also get all the treasures carried by these two people, which naturally included this "Wushuang" ancient sword, and at the same time, there was also the artifact "Twilight Rain Flowing Cloud Escape" divine bow that Murong Limeng got in the moonless secret realm!

Greedy desire overwhelmed Mo Lan's mind, he was highly confident in the power of his realm, imagining the treasure that was about to arrive, and the two genius-level soul offerings, he couldn't help but tear the corners of his mouth open.

"Hmph, wealth is in danger, and immortal fate is difficult!Even if I am seriously injured, I will take down these two little ghosts......" Mo Lan muttered to himself, controlling the magic ghost with one hand and continuing to cast magic attacks on Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun, while thinking in his heart, "Even if I am seriously injured, as long as I still have a breath, Cai Wei's girl will definitely save me." ”

Subconsciously, Mo Lan touched the storage bag hanging from his waist, inside, there were many soul bottles, one of which had a thick seal on it, at least a dozen layers.

"Die!" Mo Lan shouted frantically, and as soon as his mind moved, the speed at which the magic ghost turned the pages of the book accelerated, and each magic attack seemed to have eyes, and all fell in front of Murong Limeng and Luo Qingyun. Whether the two faced each other head-on, or chose to avoid the edge for a while, the attack exploded around the two of them.

"Don't move, I can take care of them alone!" Luo Qingyun swung his sword to resist the magic attack while turning his head to stop Murong Limeng's actions.

Well, I'll make you scream!

Murong Limeng quietly accepted the "Proud World" Ice Sword, and stood within the range of Luoqingyun's sword light, just in time.

Here, it must be stated that it is not that she refuses to help, but that Luo Qingyun does not let her help! As long as Luo Qingyun can really defeat those two magic ghosts safely, it doesn't matter if she can't make a move.

As long as Luo Qingyun doesn't encounter mortal danger, she won't make a move.

The golden sword light flew all over the sky, and the sword qi flew around, looking extremely beautiful and powerful.

When it collided with a magic attack, not only was that magic attack crushed by the golden sword qi, but the next magic attack became slower and slower!

Their power is waning.

Murong Limeng's eyes were sharp, and when he saw that the magic book held by the magic ghost seemed to have only a few pages left, he hurriedly reminded Luo Qingyun: "Their magic is about to run out!"

Luo Qingyun nodded, the power of the sword qi increased sharply, "whoo" "whoo" "whoo" cleanly slashed the three groups of magic attacks, and the fourth sword qi had already formed, and on the way to fly towards the magic ghost, it turned into two identical sword qi, which pierced the throat of the magic ghost respectively.

The magical ghost makes a "leaky" sound that collapses, which is very funny.

Mo Lan gently clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and gasped for several breaths before he recovered from the backlash of the demon spirit he was controlling.

"Luo Qingyun, I see how much True Yuan you have and how much I consume!" Mo Lan incarnated in the entire realm, and Murong Limeng had been probing him with his divine sense for a long time.

Luo Qingyun floated in mid-air, watching the demonic qi that had just been dispersed by his own sword quickly recondense into a new form.

This time, it was three transparent magical ghosts, one of whom looked exactly like the two ghosts just now, holding a thicker magic book in his hand, and the other was standing behind a Western ghost who looked like a warrior with a shield in his hand.

The other person, holding a wand with a green light in his hand, was staring at Luo Qingyun with resentment, and there were words in his mouth.

Murong Limeng looked at these ghosts in surprise, especially the one with words in his mouth, was that the legendary spell magician?!

It was the second time in her life that she had seen this kind of cultivator who relied on spells to cast magic.

The last time, when I was in the Heavenly Abyss Continent, there were distinguished guests visiting the Murong family, and among them was a gentleman who specialized in magic, because he held a high-quality wand, and she remembered him.

Unexpectedly, on this small earth, she once again encountered this kind of person who specializes in collecting magic and condensing it into a magic wand, and it is also extraordinary that he can kill the enemy with just one mouth.

It's a pity that this spell mage obviously couldn't escape Mo Lan's soul dementor array and died.

In the face of such a strong combination, he can fight and defend, but Luo Qingyun is not afraid at all, and still stands tall in the sky, with a heroic and righteous spirit that runs through the nine skies.

Murong Limeng was stunned for a moment, Luo Qingyun's serious and serious appearance, she actually felt that it was a little pleasing to the eye.

"Need ......"

"No!" Murong Limeng had only said half a sentence before he was interrupted by Luo Qingyun!

Murong Limeng directly gave him a roll of his eyes, and at the same time silently withdrew the little bit of good impression he had just had for him.

Wave it!

The waves are dark, the waves are turned upside down, and the waves are upside down!

The spell magician was the first to launch a ruthless attack, and as soon as the mysterious spell fell, the wand in his hand flashed a thunderbolt, directly hitting the "Wushuang" ancient sword in Luo Qingyun's hand.

The "Wushuang" Ancient Sword deserved to be the first of the three ancient swords, and when it was hit by this thunderbolt, it was only a slight red star foam on the surface, but in fact it was unscathed.

Luo Qingyun gently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of desperate thoughts, as if he had changed someone.

Murong Limeng was closest to him, and he could feel this change the most, the temperament around Luo Qingyun had become cold and lonely, and any sentient thing, once it was close, would feel sad.

A sentient person is trapped in the prison of love, and once he perceives a broader world, he immediately changes his mind!