"Damn, it broke out at this time!"

Lin Tianlang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and scolded in a low voice, he was originally just the peak realm of foundation building, as for the strength of the Jindan period that could burst out, it was just that he used some kind of secret technique, and now it was the backlash of the secret technique. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black-armored young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed very arrogantly, and said, "I see, it seems that it has been counterattacked." ”

"Hmph, it's more than enough to kill you!" Lin Tianlang snorted coldly, and manipulated the sword technique to fly towards the black-armored youth.

The black-armored young man didn't refute, but quickly took out the ink-black beads from his arms, and muttered the law in his mouth.

Just as the sword magic struck, the black-armored young man spat out a mouthful of blood, only to see the beads in his hand shatter, and the violent and cold black mist bloomed silently, silently colliding together.

Although a trace of doubt flashed in Lin Tianlang's eyes, the corners of his lips moved lightly, and he spit out a word: "Explosion!" ”

I saw countless golden lights flickering in the black mist, eroding the black mist, and for a while, it became a golden ocean.

Mo Wuyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, no one could survive under such a mighty situation, he and the caravan were finally safe, as for the remaining green-armored cultivators, there was no need to worry at all, the leaders were all defeated, how could these shrimp soldiers and crab generals make waves in the hands of Lin Tianlang, a powerful pseudo-golden pill stage cultivator?

However, with a 'boom', the black mist retracted suddenly, and gradually a humanoid figure stood in the sea of swords.

Although the black-armored youth looked a little embarrassed, he was not hurt by the essence.

Lin Tianlang's pupils shrank, his gaze swept directly over the black-armored youth, staring at the purple-red armor on his body, the purple light flowed, exuding a palpitating aura.

"Magic weapons?" Lin Tianlang looked at the black-armored young man who had changed into armor in disbelief, almost ignoring the existence of the black-armored youth.

There was a hint of solemnity on his face, and there was a hint of jealousy in his heart, under normal circumstances, it was impossible for a cultivator in the foundation building period to have a magic weapon, let alone a magic weapon, because a cultivator in the foundation building period could not control the spirituality in the magic weapon, and this person in front of him actually took out a magic weapon.

Embarking on the path of cultivation, cultivation is divided into grades, and the weapons used by cultivators are naturally superior and inferior, the most commonly contacted and the most basic weapons are called magic weapons, and the weapons of a higher level are called spiritual weapons, the giant sword in Lin Tianlang's hand is a spiritual weapon, and then it is an immortal weapon (magic weapon), as for the immortal weapon, of course, there are more powerful weapons, but it is no longer Lin Tianlang's realm can be touched.

Lin Tianlang knew that the black-armored youth in front of him could master a magic weapon, it must be because there was a terrifying organization hidden behind it, because few forces were willing to give a magic weapon to a cultivator in the foundation building period.

Lin Tianlang's hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously.

"After all, the difference in strength is too big, even if you have a magic weapon in hand, you can't fill the gap brought by the realm." The black-armored youth shook his head and sighed, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"It's good to know, for the sake of you being able to take over my sword technique with the help of foundation building, tell the main messenger behind you, and then abolish your cultivation, and I will let you go." Lin Tianlang was condescending, and just right to show his generosity and mercy.

"It seems that there is no second option." The black-armored young man sighed helplessly, as if he was ready to accept the reality in front of him.

"Seems like so." Lin Tianlang's heart was slightly relieved.

A helpless smile crept up on the face of the black-armored young man, and he looked up at Lin Tianlang who was high above and said seriously: "It seems that I have to work hard." ”

There was no gorgeous move, the black-armored young man leaned over, took the giant sword with his magic weapon, and gently pressed one hand on Ryoma's head, I don't know how to turn into gray pupils, and a touch of red light flowed out at dusk, and the next moment Ryoma's huge and mighty head had become a piece of meatloaf.

And the other hand of the black-armored young man only stretched out one finger, and casually pointed at Lin Tianlang's eyebrows, Lin Tianlang's wide eyes instantly dimmed, turning into a dead gray, and the eyes that once looked at the world no longer had a trace of life, and they were dead.

It's not that he doesn't want to hide, it's that everything happened so fast that he didn't even react until the finger representing death touched his eyebrows!

The eyes of the black-armored young man were unwavering, as if he had done something very ordinary, he slowly withdrew his hands, looked at the clouds in the sky, sighed, and said: "People who are too conceited always don't live long, and sometimes what they see with their eyes is not necessarily the truth!" ”

With the words of the black-armored youth, Ryoma, whose head was slapped into a meat pie, fell down with a bang, he glanced at it lightly, and there was no trace of waves in his heart, at this moment he was like a monarch who dominated the world, and his momentum had undergone earth-shaking changes, but the awe-inspiring and domineering power was only a flash, and it turned into the same way as before.

Upon closer inspection, the black-armored youth's original gray pupils had returned to black, and a touch of pain spread across his face.

'Roar'

He dodged to a green-armored cultivator and bit him on the neck, sucking the blood.

One, two, three

The black-armored young man sucked the blood of nine or ten people in a row, and the purple-red armor that was originally draped on his body was restored to a black bead like ink, the young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the magic weapon in his hand, and said with palpitations: "This magic weapon is really extraordinary, but the price is a little too great." ”

Then the black youth walked to a carriage, lifted the curtain and looked inside, only to see that the car was full of elixir.

At this time, a cultivator wearing green armor hurriedly stepped forward, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said, "Returning to the commander, a young man has just fled into the jungle, and the one hundred and twenty-seventh has already gone to chase him. ”

One hundred and twenty-seven is the number of the green-armored cultivators, and everyone in the organization has no name, just a string of cold, monotonous numbers.

The palms of the green-armored cultivators were full of sweat, and their hearts were ready to withstand the wrath of thunder, and it was simply a shame for the monks to be escaped by an ordinary person under their noses, even they couldn't say anything about themselves.

"Rubbish!"

There was no imaginary thunderous rage, the black-armored young man just lightly spit out two words to express the dissatisfaction in his heart, and the green-armored cultivator's head was almost stuffed into the crotch of his pants, and he quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and secretly called luck.

The green-armored cultivator who bowed his head in shame and didn't dare to look at the black-armored youth didn't notice that a trace of surprise flashed in the black-armored youth's cold and indifferent eyes, and then turned his gaze to the reckless jungle.

After a while, the black-armored young man's eyes flashed with a gray light, and he whispered to himself with interest, "It's a little interesting." ”