Hua Rongying saw that the other four people had reached an agreement very tacitly, and the words in her heart were not unhappy. "This thing is very good, but we in the Nine Immortal Sect can't take out so many rare things......"

"I am willing to lose the bet! Why are you such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, backtracking!" Honglian was very unhappy and said sarcastically.

Seeing this, Tianluo hurriedly played a round, "No matter how you gamble, no one wants to make a fortune with these thirty outstanding juniors, on the contrary, to give them some benefits." Master of the Flower Sect, the number of things is not in the number of things, nor in the rarity or not, the key is an attitude, could it be that because the rewards you give are inconspicuous, these juniors will give up cultivation and give up their future? I don't think so. What do you say, Lord of the Flower Gate?"

This time, the flower is speechless, Tianluo has said it to this point, it has completely risen from the material to the spiritual level, if you say it again, it is not as good as those players, and there is a possibility of falling, Honglian has always stared at himself with his eyes......

Jiu Lie's team moved very quickly, and after touching the two pillars of incense, a person appeared at the intersection, it was Mo Wen. At this time, ten people stopped at the same time, and Jiu Lie, who was standing at the front, laughed and said, "It turns out that this is such a Tao, I should have something incredible to do." This Mo Qian's strength is not high, who will go up to train and train soldiers?"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow rushed forward directly, without greeting anyone at all, it was Lin Yuan.

"I just admire people like this, they are straight to the point, and the rest of them don't have to go......"

Jiu Lie's words hadn't finished yet, and the hand had already been handed over over there. The terrifying strength of the huge scythe in Lin Yuan's hand, the full weight and the strange route, couldn't help but amaze everyone, especially the several people who were also in the same form, they couldn't help but compare themselves, if it was whether they were sure that they would be able to withstand Lin Yuan's uninterrupted blow. There are not a few people who use utensils to exert their strength in the shape of the gate, but most of them are terrifying, and the blow is not enough, on the other hand, this Lin Yuan is different, although he can't see the release of true qi, but if he only relies on his own strength to reach this height, it is obviously impossible, he must have used true qi, but the true qi was skillfully integrated into the whole body, including the sickle in his hand, and only in this way can he explain the wonderful body technique.

Lin Yuan's attack was like a storm, on the other hand, Mo Wen was steady and steady, although the nameless blade in his hand had turned into a complete shape, but in terms of size and momentum, it was not comparable to the scythe in Lin Yuan's hand, and from a distance, it looked like a strong grass in the wind, light and strong.

Jiu Lie was a little impatient, although this kind of fierce battle was very worthy of appreciation, but I don't know when I would be able to distinguish the winner if I continued to fight like this, so he waved his hand and said: "Let's go together, fight quickly!" After that, the first one rushed over, and the others were not far behind, and followed Jiulie to join the battle circle. The situation became a little chaotic for a while, ten people were fighting for a target like wolves and tigers, Mo Wen's pressure suddenly increased, and he was repelled dozens of meters just by looking at his face, and there was a faint white gas on his head. Seeing this situation, Jiu Lie shouted in a low voice: "Take advantage of the victory to pursue, kill the past!" And he was the first to rush over, but he didn't show his strength too much, after all, Mo Wen was not a strong opponent in his eyes.

Mo Wen was still expressionless, because this was just a special method to expand Mo Wen's divine consciousness on the judging table outside, so he would not know the person opposite, and he would not feel the slightest fear because of the superiority of the number of people on the other side. The nameless blade shook again, and a purple qi suddenly rolled on the blade, and Mo Wen's eyes had turned purple red.

Lin Yuan didn't care about Mo Wen and the knife in his hand that had changed, the last to come first, and Jiu Lie came to Mo Wen's body one step ahead, the sickle slashed down, and before the power of opening the mountain and splitting the earth, everyone behind him couldn't help but be impressed by this momentum, and even Jiu Lie stopped his body. This Lin Yuanruo is definitely inferior to himself in terms of strength, and he may only be ranked in the upper middle of the other eight people, but he has interpreted the characteristics of the shape door to the extreme. The Yimen is more internal, and the Xingmen is more external, but due to the constraints of the True Qi, it is difficult for even the Xingmen, which is known for its roughness, to truly do what he wants. Lin Yuan has achieved this, and his hearty fight is a kind of unreserved release for himself, and for the viewer, it is a pleasing and passionate visual enjoyment.

With a loud bang, the earth actually cracked a crack hundreds of zhang long under this blow, this is not the end, the downward force may have touched the water layer, after rubbing with the earth, the temperature of the sickle is rising, under the care of the scythe, a cloud of white water vapor sprayed out along the crack, like a sigh in winter, but this mouth is a little amazing.

Mo Wen had already flown into the air before the blow came, and the water vapor and smoke mixed in one place, just enough to submerge his figure. Lin Yuan's blow failed to work, obviously he would not give up, and instantly drew his scythe and rose to the ground, striking at Mo Wen again with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops. The water vapor dispersed violently under the agitation of this blow, and the clouds and mist wrapped the two of them in general.

The people outside didn't help this time, how many times can you see this level of battle? But at the moment when the clouds and mist formed, without even hearing the sound of metal colliding, a figure suddenly pierced out of the white mist. Jiu Lie didn't know it at a glance that Lin Yuan was not good, and his previous estimation of Mo Wen's strength was not sufficient. At this time, Mo Wen was already very close, and although Jiu Lie's strength was high, he couldn't complete the arrangement of the artistic conception in an instant in this situation, so he instinctively greeted him with the strength of the true qi of the ninth layer of the Overlord Realm.

The captain was a little panicked, to block it with this strength was tantamount to death! There were three people in the Formation Gate behind him, and their strength had reached the first level of Boundless Realm. Seeing that the situation was critical and the captain had already been threatened, he instantly released the Formation Domain to meet the Nine Spirits one step ahead. And at this time, the knife in Mo Wen's hand was gone, replaced by a purple light band that was constantly circling up and down Zhou's body. I could only hear three soft sounds of "poof, puff, puff", and the people in the three shaped doors in the air completely lost their temper before they had time to react to what was happening! What are you kidding, the shape domains that depend on for survival have been forcibly taken away, and they are still slapping a fart!

When he looked back after landing, Mo Wen's figure was standing in front of Jiu Lie, and the knife was already in its sheath......

"What is expected must be fully prepared, and what is unexpected does not mean that it will not appear. The road ahead is long, and the treasure is still far away......"

As Mo Wen's voice faded away, Mo Wen's already faded figure gradually dispersed, just like the white vapor. Lin Yuan showed a stubborn figure, and the sickle was still horizontal in his hand, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt lonely.

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