The bamboo shadow danced like a group of demons, shaking in front of the ancient sea. He looked at the walking corpse with the demon knife, in a dark shadow, his heart seemed to be in the winter snow, and he couldn't help but chill.

When he was in the noisy bamboo forest, a green bamboo chessboard seemed to be born in his mind, a chess piece for survival, landing on the chessboard, making a bright sound.

Gu Hai looked out in the gap between the young grass.

Now, the biggest threat to him is the "wine fairy" Wang Mo!

Ancient Sea Divine Power - "Ignoring a Realm", dealing with people who use the art of imperial weapons, is a divine skill. It can deal with the method of forging and the principle of Taoism, and it is not of any use.

Ximen Xin, who mastered the principles of Taoism, is dead, and now only the natural enemy Wang Mo remains.

For the biggest threat to the ancient sea, the second is the evil ghost with the demon knife in his hand.

That unconscious person, the demon sword in his hand is a powerful resentment with the strength of the Purple Stone Realm!

Gu Hai had already calculated that if he wanted to survive here, the easiest way was to deal with the two Lang Sanxian brothers with his own strength!

It's the easiest, but it's also the most difficult.

But nothing is easy!

Gu Hai clinged to a long stick and sneaked in the grass, avoiding the person with the demon knife and Wang Mo, looking for the two brothers of the Lang family.

He remembered that the two of them were fleeing in the direction of escape.

But the coincidence in the world happened again!

Lang Sanxian staggered to the pipa and sat on the grass, leaning against the bamboo.

"It's too tired to escape, so let's rest here first. ”

And Lang Wuji's hair was scattered, and he couldn't sit still, and he kicked and beat the blades of grass indiscriminately, and in this kick, he kicked out a big black wooden box.

This can make the eyes of the two of them seem to have stars shining in them.

"This can't be the fairy feather cloak, right?"

The strength of the Langsan Immortal wine is like a cloud of smoke, and it is all raised to the sky and disappears.

The waves are uninhibited and no longer irritable, and the whole person is still.

"Legend has it that the fairy feather coat, ordinary swords can't hurt the slightest, and you can wear it like a ghost, and you can also dodge all the attacks of the forging method!"

"If anyone wears it on his body, he is not far from the fairy gate!"

They both opened the rope and were about to open the box.

Gu Hai had already arrived here, and he remembered that Pan Kang had just opened the box and was pierced by the demon knife through the terrifying picture.

Perhaps, in this box, there is another person with a demon knife and no consciousness!

He waited secretly, and it was not too late for the two of them to open the box and see what was inside.

The box creaked and opened!

I saw that in the box, if there were clouds churning, the surrounding darkness was also like an ethereal starry sky around.

In this fantastic scene, wisps of fairy feather clothes woven like clouds and clouds lay quietly in the box.

The beautiful scenery in this box can fascinate the two brothers!

This may be the charm of the god clothes!

But before the two of them had the skills to take it, Gu Hai held the long stick and stood in front of the two of them.

Gu Hai said in the verdant bamboo: "This dress does not belong to the two. ”

Gu Hai's voice, as well as his countenance, surprised the two of the Lang family!

Didn't that kid be killed by Wang Mi?

But even if they didn't figure it out, the two of them took out their imperial weapons one after another, and their eyes were glowing with blood-red greed, and they rushed towards Gu Hai.

Lang Wujian looked at Gu Hai and showed an evil smile: "You came just in time, I happened to be hungry, you are my dinner!"

On his hands, steely eagle claws were exposed, and in his eyes, Gu Hai seemed to be the cow and chicken just now, which would soon enter his mouth weakly and become his food.

Lang Sanxian has already held the pipa in his hand, and he played a passionate tune again in the bamboo forest where the wind is also sluggish and the leaves are noisy.

"Uninhibited, this kid has solved the king's miserliness, not to be underestimated, we will do our best!"

After that, he roared: "A thousand waves of troops!"

As he roared, his fingers played the lute more passionately.

I saw that the sound that seemed to be turbulent, with the raw food of the huge waves, swooped down on thousands of troops and horses, and swept towards the ancient sea.

Lang Wujian took advantage of the situation, and with this power, he rode at the head of thousands of troops, with sharp claws in both hands like a mad tiger, and swooped away.

"Chill Blade!"

His steel claws were cold and cold, and wherever he passed, he was frozen for miles, and no one was spared.

Gu Hai saw the two of them rushing at him, not only was he not a little afraid, but laughed out loud: "Originally, I was still very worried that there would be too much risk with one against two, but when I saw the two of you killing, I was relieved!"

Gu Hai swung the long stick in his hand sideways first, and the brutal force in his hand smashed away the thousands of troops and horses he was attacking, and then jumped over the unruly claws and smashed directly on his chest.

Lang Wuji's hair became more frenzied, and a blood lotus bloomed in his mouth, sprayed for miles, and fell into the dust.

Gu Hai's posture is like a white heron in the bamboo forest, he stepped on a bamboo again, like a long arrow, was shot by the bamboo bullet in front of the Lang Sanxian, and then a stick, directly hit his pipa, the passionate melody is no more, only a string break miserable and sad sound, resounding in the wind.

Lang Sanxian was also powerless to fall beside Lang Wuji.

The two brothers, their eyes full of fear, looked at Gu Hai.

"Who the hell is he?"

Gu Hai didn't think about harming their lives, he just walked towards the fairy feather coat step by step, closed the black wooden box, and walked away with it.

The fairy feather coat is here!

The Lang brothers, in their weakness, stared at their weak eyes and let out a painful roar, protesting that their treasures had been snatched away!

But no matter how they roared, Gu Hai hugged the box and walked forward without looking back.

Suddenly, if there was a demonic gaze in Lang Wuji's eyes, he was like the man with the demon knife.

He looked at his brother and stared at him.

Lang Sanxian was stared at by his younger brother and trembled, and asked, "Unrestrained, what do you mean by staring at me?"

Lang Wujian didn't have a trace of a smile, and said viciously: "Brother, can you tolerate the divine clothes being taken away by that little ghost?"

"What if you can't tolerate it?"

Lang Wujian smiled fiercely and said, "I was defeated by him, because I haven't eaten human flesh for too long, and I have no strength......

As soon as he finished saying this, Lang Sanxian was covered in cold sweat, and his fingers grabbed the ground and tried to run away in a panic: "You...... What do you want to do, uninhibited?"

Lang Wujian didn't say anything anymore, the whole person was like a hungry wolf, directly pounced on Lang Sanxian, biting every inch of his brother's flesh and skin.

"I must not give up my divine clothes!" he said fiercely, biting into his brother's flesh.

His brother, who has always taken care of him since he was a child, screams in pain at this moment, but he seems to be unable to hear it. His mouth was full of his brother's blood, but he felt that the fairy feather coat was about to snatch it, and he let out an excited laugh.

He greedily ate his brother's flesh into his stomach and gulped down his brother's blood.

In the end, in the crying wind, only a pile of white bones remained.

Every inch of Lang Wuji's skin and flesh was full of greed, and he rushed away in the direction that Gu Hai had left!

"The fairy feather coat is mine! the fairy feather coat is mine!"