Song Wanling shouted at this time: "Don't you and the other two know that I am a disciple of the spirit and the inner sect of the sect!" ”

The young male cultivator's eyes flashed, and then he swung out a shield-shaped magic weapon and instantly stood on the ground, covering half of his body, holding the magic sword to stab Song Wanling to death at close range.

Another male cultivator sneered: "There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Linghe Sect, and a few will always die when they come out to travel, do they all have to go to great lengths to investigate?"

No one knows about it but us, they can't find out! ”

Song Wanling's expression was awe-inspiring, her eyes were sharp, and she had no fear.

"You see that I am still young, and I have already laid a foundation, so is I an ordinary inner disciple with such talent?

You can hide it from others in this Jindan ruins, but you are also a real Jindan person! ”

The middle-aged male cultivator has not yet done so, and the young male cultivator is still moving forward, but there is a little hesitation and stagnation between the hands.

If what she said is true, then she has obtained this Jindan real treasure, and she is not sure that she will break through to Jindan!

"Meditation! Don't listen to her, even if what she said is true, there is a real person with Jin Dan behind her, but we are already fighting each other, how will she let me wait in the future?

Jin Dan Zhenren can't investigate the heavenly opportunities, only by killing them can we obtain the cultivation things to have a further possibility.

Don't get it by chance but miss it in vain! ”

Saying that, he urged the Dharma bell in the air, and the sound of dong dong dong, the young man's figure trembled, and then raised his head, his eyes fierce.

The two of them became more and more ruthless and decisive at the same time, and their moves were ruthless.

Rong Mo's expression was grim, and he flipped his wrist down, and a stream of sword light erupted from the pitch-black blade.

It was easy to block their attacks, and they could also shoot at them with a few knife lights, and the two of them had to defend in a hurry.

At this time, the woman behind him shouted: "Don't worry, two Taoist friends, I'm here to help you!" ”

Song Wanling's face was slightly softened, and her eyes were less jealous, and she immediately thanked:

"Thank you, Daoyou, once you solve these two people with bad intentions, Sister Mo and I will definitely let you get what you get!"

"Then there is no need, if the two of you are destroyed by them, I am afraid that I will not be able to save my life, and I am also to save myself!"

The nun said without hesitation, and her spiritual power burst out.

A stream of spiritual light quickly stretched out from her body, and she saw that white silk threads shot towards the front, about to surround the two people in front.

Song Wanling's eyes saw the silk threads that were winding straight from her side, and the cold light flickered, and her eyes were certain.

The movement in her hand accelerated, and Shui Yue Aya broke through the front attack with a halo of aura, and in one fell swoop, she broke through the shield light of the middle-aged male cultivator, and she was about to hit the opponent.

Aya Mizuki protected herself at one end, and there was not much attack around her at this time.

At this time, the male cultivator was in a dilemma, and the other male cultivator was also embarrassed, and he couldn't save him for the time being.

Seeing that victory was in sight, Song Wanling took a step forward in a hurry, and was about to support the attack and kill the opponent in one fell swoop.

But at that moment, the thread took a sharp turn, and stabbed nimbly from her front.

And the female cultivator also flew to the side of the two male cultivators in an instant, no longer as timid and afraid as when she came, but with a murderous look on her face.

Her eyes were cold, and she waved dozens of spiritual threads with her hands, turning into silk nets in an orderly manner to trap Song Wanling and Rong Mo in between.

Then cut their bodies with Nari thread.

Rong Mo sneered, his body deflected a few times, and he vaguely saw the afterimage between the hems of his clothes.

In the blink of an eye, the knife and the thread collided, and in the ding, the silk thread that emitted a faint cold light was cut and fell to the ground.

The nun spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and retreated in horror.

At this time, Song Wanling sneered: "Anyway, he is also a foundation building monk, and he can't summon a dangerous magic weapon along the way."

I just want me and Sister Mo to be vigilant, but it's too much, even if I'm just out of the mountain, it's not as stupid as you think! ”

"You'll see through us a long time ago!" The middle-aged male cultivator shouted in surprise.

Song Wanling and Rong Mo didn't say anything more, Shui Yue Aya was soft and bright, and the two of them increased their attacks at the same time.

At the same time, Shui Yunpa emitted a brilliant light, spun violently, and levitated above the heads of the three of them.

The three of them were terrified, and their spiritual power struck upward.

Shui Yunpa shook slightly, and the attack was smoothly removed.

Immediately, there was a spin without the power to attack, enveloping the magic bell that was constantly emitting sounds.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged male cultivator screamed miserably, his eyes were red, "Give me back the magic weapon!" ”

In response to him, Mizuzuki Aya stirred up a wave of water, which could pass through their attacks, and surrounded them together with great agility.

And at the same time, Rong Mo burst out, the ancient knife in his hand was swung out, and in the brilliant light of the knife, three huge heads rolled to the ground with three dazzling blood lines!

When they die, they will no longer be able to make a sound.

"Sister Mo has long seen through their calculations?"

After calming down the spiritual power, Song Wanling wiped a drop of sweat from her forehead.

Rong Mo's wrist flipped and the ancient knife was put into the sheath.

"Malice is blare."

Song Wanling smiled, looked at the three corpses, and with a wave of her hand, Shui Yueyan spilled a large area of blue water.

The three corpses began to dissolve as they moved, and then the whitish water soaked the ground.

Mizuki Aya brushed the ground in the air, and the water continued to evaporate.

In addition to too many spiritual power fluctuations on the walls and ground, there are traces of battle, and there are no traces of dead people or those blood and water.

They both turned at the same time, looking at the things on the cloud bed.

Song Wanling took the lead and said: "Sister Mo, don't worry, let's go forward and see together, I will definitely not make a move on you."

I don't say that my net worth is rich, but it shouldn't be mine, and I will never be blinded by greed, as long as you don't do it to me. ”

"Your words are also my words."

Rong Mo said calmly, his eyes clear and waveless.

Song Wanling's eyes were bent, and her eyes were bright.

"Therefore, when this exploration realm is over, it is not necessary to kill each other in order to get more gains.

If the character is credible, it is not better to sincerely call out a Taoist friend. ”

Rong Mo looked at her, "Then you will call me Rong Daoyou." ”

Song Wanling tilted her head and smiled playfully, "I don't!" I'm going to call Sister Mo! ”

Rong Mo glanced at her, turned around coldly, and the magic knife of the protective body was already in the scabbard and was behind his back.

"Let's take a look at these bottles of pills first." Song Wanling asked Rong Mo what he meant.

Rong Mo nodded silently.

Song Wanling took out a few bottles of pills, her spiritual power carefully wrapped her hands, and Shui Yue Aya also fluttered at the same time.

Although he was extremely looking forward to what kind of elixir was inside, his precaution did not stop there.

Fortunately, there is no other calculation here.

After investigating the past one by one, Song Wanling put down the pill, looked at Rong Mo with sparkling eyes, wrenched her fingers, and said one by one:

"Qingxin Dan, Ning Yuan Dan, Hui Yuan Dan, Dragon and Tiger Dan."

Listening to the pills that were all in front of him to calm down, accelerate the growth of cultivation, or quickly restore spiritual power, Rong Mo's face remained unchanged.

After hearing the last Dragon Tiger Pill, her eyes flashed with a few bright lights.

Song Wanling smiled, and immediately stuffed the bottle of elixir into her hand.

"Quenched body, Sister Mo has put it away."

Rong Mo withdrew his backhand into the storage bag and looked at Song Wanling and nodded.

"You can charge an extra bottle of other pills."

Song Wanling's white fingertips flowed over several bottles of pills, putting away Ning Yuan Pill, and the remaining bottles of pills were divided equally between the two of them.

Immediately, his eyes fell on three jade slips, one was transparent like ice jade carving, one was an ordinary white jade slip, and the other was faintly inky.

Rong Mo frowned, and his gaze turned to Song Wanling.

……