The white-eyed Taoist who hung up the phone, his eyes were burning with anger, and his hand crushed the rabbit cup he was holding, and the small rabbit cup was crushed by him, and it could be deeply embedded in the meat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Drops of blood dripped onto the ground, and a puddle of blood formed. The white-eyed Daoist didn't care about his injury, and seemed to be in deep thought.

And the battle outside was in full swing. After the security captain went out, he fired a gun to signal the personnel on both sides to stop arguing, and the three shots in the sky "snapped" instantly silenced the people on both sides. At the same time, these three gunshots also startled Mu Zi and the others in the sky.

"Hey, people up there, hand over those things." The security captain commanded a hairy guy, picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, although they didn't know what the people on these sides were looking for, but after listening to some gossip circulating among the group, they also had some thoughts about those treasures in their hearts.

The people in the feng shui department on the other side, after listening to the shouts of the hairy guys, sneered a few times, they have always been the core department of the company, and they have always been crabs walking sideways; Now these people have overpowered the people on their side with their guns, and in the eyes of the people in the Feng Shui Department, it is nothing more than a dog's way of fighting people.

Seeing that the people of the two departments are about to clash again.

"You guys, hand over what you have in your hands, and then we'll have a good talk." A middle-aged man who looked a little deep came out of the feng shui department, his voice was like thunder, there was no horn, just with a roar of Zhongqi, he overwhelmed the young man next to him who looked like a bullfighting with a horn.

Those people in the hollow naturally did not hand over their things because of these shouts, but held their magic weapons tightly, waiting for those shouting people on the ground to make a move.

"Stubborn." The man in the feng shui department felt that his face had been damaged, so he took out his scimitar, which was like two rounds of crescents, holding one in each hand, and then rubbed the blades of the scimitar against each other, and when the blades rubbed against each other, sparks sparked. With a "whoosh" of those sparks, they were sent into the sky and attacked Mu Zi's side.

Mu Zi held the Dingfeng Bead in his left hand, and his right hand was spread around the Dingfeng Bead, and there were words in his mouth, and when Mu Zi's hand was urging the Dingfeng Bead, the Dingfeng Bead flashed and emitted a soft light like moonlight. The light quickly converged on the wind, the sound of which was like a raging dragon.

The wind rushed towards the sparks, quickly forming a confrontational situation in the air, and it seemed that the two sides were on par.

"It's only been two months, and the cultivation is amazing." The cultivator on the ground said that he was also a veteran member of the Feng Shui Department, although he did not cultivate beasts, but he also knew a lot about the dirty and dirty things that the company had done, and he was indispensable for his efforts. He also has some understanding of Mu Zi's ability, and he has not been less involved in planning Mu Zi's refining of beasts.

At that time, Mu Zi thought that his cultivation was weak, and wanting to control a girl was like controlling an ant; But Mu Zi was able to resist his attack now, which was really beyond his expectations.

"At the beginning, you didn't encourage me to go to Daxinganling, and today I won't be polite to you, everyone will settle all the accounts together." Mu Zi said, his hand moved faster and faster on the fixed wind bead, and at the same time, the internal force infused was also increasing. The wind was getting stronger, and you could even hear the sound of broken branches on the ground.

"Oh, what a baby who can call the wind." Seeing that the sparks she used were blocked back, and even the girl had already said that she wanted to challenge herself, the people on the ground were naturally unhappy: "Then I will come to meet you today." ”

As soon as Hui Ji reported his name, the man with the gun on the other side let out a laugh, shouldn't Hui Ji be the name that a monk should use in the TV series, how to choose a Taoist who still uses the name of a monk hundreds of years ago to call himself?

Hui Ji is about to be angry with this group of uneducated things, today's Xiu Zhenren is not as particular about his name as before, and his name is also one of the ones he took after reading martial arts novels, is it possible to mix in the quagmire of the rivers and lakes, and use the real name given by his father?

Mu Zi listened to Hui Ji's self-registration number, so he ignored Hui Ji's set of falsehood, and now Mu Zi's heart is full of hatred, it is this group of people standing on the ground, she has a home and can't go back, and she wants to come to such a ghost place to find some things that don't exist at all but are made because of people's greed.

Thinking about it, Mu Zi's anger was burning, and the power in his hand was injected more, and the wind bead in his hand was a brilliant work, and the wind was mixed with dust, surging from all directions, and then gradually gathered in mid-air, and initially took on the shape of a dragon.

"Heh, can you still form a wind dragon?" Hui Ji was a little surprised, this Mu Zi was able to summon a dragon, you know, the five elements represented by the five elements, when summoned, can be made in the form of a dragon, that requires quite advanced cultivation, how many families of cultivation, to pass on the internal force from generation to generation, accumulation of two or three generations to be able to achieve such a cultivation. Mu Zi is only in her twenties, and she has such a cultivation, and it seems that creation is very partial to her.

The dragon formed by the wind, every time it moves, it will bring a huge force, which is about to lift all these people on the ground, and every dragon roar will pierce the eardrums of this group of people. What they felt was a burst of pain, and the blood in their bodies was about to get out of their control, about to break through the barrier of their skin and rush out.

Hui Ji also felt Mu Zi's murderous aura, and the sparks from the two scimitars in his hands were blown out by the violent wind before they could be sent out, and he also felt that it was difficult to breathe in the hurricane like a knife.

In this way, the advantage on the scene was taken up by Mu Zi, she was in a high position, and she had the help of the baby Dingfeng Zhu, no matter how it seemed that she would win.

But Hui Ji is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he poured the two knives in his hand into the true qi, and threw them at Mu Zi suddenly.

The two knives quickly cut through the wind, and with a murderous aura, they rushed towards the girl's front door. Even the wind could not stop the twin knives that were speeding in.

"Don't help me." Mu Zi saw the people on both sides who were about to help him, and scolded: "I will settle the account with him myself, if you are not careful, give me the sword." ”

As she spoke, Bu Zhou handed the Xuantie Sword in her hand to Mu Zi, the heavy and cold Xuantie Sword Mu Zi had an inexplicable sense of security in her hand, and as soon as she made a sword, she shouted to the snow spirit next to her: "Snow Spirit, catch me, we will fight." (To be continued.) )