This person was extremely fast, and he escaped several miles away in the blink of an eye, and the three of Lin Kong didn't say a word, and then teleported out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing the three Yuan Infant Monks chasing them out, those who came to see the excitement or wanted to wait for the opportunity to seize the treasure still dared to stay there, even if they took up their magic weapons one after another, they scattered away, for fear of getting into trouble.

The only ones who didn't leave were Wang Chen, and those people of Gufang City, Wang Chen belonged to the people on Lin Kong's side, so he would not be afraid that the return of the three would be unfavorable to them, and those ordinary people's homes were here, so where could they go?

However, seeing this kind of scene, the people also knew that something was wrong, so they hurriedly ran home with their mothers, closed the doors and windows, and were so frightened that they didn't dare to go out easily.

But at this time, there was a rainbow light outside the city, and dozens of black-robed masked monks flew down into the city indifferently, half of them surrounded Wang Chen and the others, and the other half of them were flashing, wandering from house to house in the city.

Every time these people came out of a room, there were loud cries of pain from the room, as if the people in the room had been burned with firecrackers.

"Who the hell are you?" Wang Chen looked coldly at the crowd around him, and the magic weapon was already in his hand.

But these people didn't talk nonsense with him at all, they took out the formation flags one by one, quickly laid a formation around them, and then all sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching and chanting spells.

Suddenly, dozens of array flags were magnificent, and a purple mist formed in an instant, enveloping Wang Chen and the others.

These mist are very weird, if you don't use your true qi, you'll be fine, once you cast the spell, the mana of the whole body will be dispersed like a river bursting its banks, so frightened that Wang Chen and the others hurriedly retracted the true yuan, and squeezed into a mess in the middle of the formation.

At the same time, Lin Kong, Liang Qi and Gu Mo had already chased out of the territory of Gu Fang City, came to the top of Chaoyang Mountain on the edge of Jisai City, and stopped on a flat land on the top of the mountain.

In front of the three of them, an old man in a gorgeous suit, holding Liang Qi's broken arm, looked at the soul bottle in his broken arm, and muttered: "Demon Dao Zhibao Zhen Soul Bottle, it seems that the old man did not run in vain this time, it is worth it, it is simply too worthwhile, hahaha......"

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?" Lin Kong stretched out his hand to stop Gu Mo and Liang Qi who were about to step forward, and asked.

The old man in the sixtieth armor was much faster than Lin Kong and the others just by flying away, and if he hadn't stopped on purpose, it would have been impossible to catch up with him here.

Fortunately, the cultivation of the old man in Huajia is not very high, and he is up and down in the late Yuan Infant period, fighting alone, Lin Kong and the three of them are naturally not opponents, but if the three of them join forces, they will also have the power to fight.

With the sudden appearance of such an opponent, Liang Qi had to let go of the grudge between him and Gu Mo first, and then take away his arm and the soul suppression bottle first.

"Boy, talk so much nonsense with him, let's go together, if you don't believe it, you won't be able to beat him." Seeing that the old man in Huajia ignored it, Gu Mo suddenly became angry, raised the axe in his hand and prepared to make a move.

"Don't be impulsive, this person's cultivation is above us, so let's ask clearly first." Lin Kong said in a low voice.

"Damn, I'm still asking a fart! Others are obviously grabbing magic weapons, and now they ignore you, obviously relying on their own cultivation to be high, and they don't take us seriously at all. Gu Mo's voice was very loud, half of it was for Lin Kong, but the other half was hinting at the old man of Huajia, they were not soft persimmons, hurry up and return the broken arm and the soul suppression bottle, so as not to hurt the harmony.

Sensei said that Gu Mo's words also played some role, at least making the other party look up at their side.

"Just you?" The old man in the sixtieth armor pursed his lips at Gu Mo, his eyes full of contempt.

"Hey! You old bastard, you still look down on your uncle, don't you? If you don't suffer a little today, you really don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. Gu Mo was originally a high-minded and arrogant person, when was he seen with such eyes, he immediately put away the giant axe in his hand and took out the oil lamp brought out of the stone room.

Seeing the oil lamp, the expression of the old man in the sixtieth armor suddenly changed, and his greed leaked undisguisedly, and he almost didn't drool. "Yo, good thing! Show it to the old man. ”

As soon as the words came out, the old man in the sixtieth armor had already appeared in front of Gu Mo, and at an unimaginable speed, he dodged the oil lamp, although the three of them had been on high alert, but they still failed to react in time, until the old man in the sixtieth armor snatched the oil lamp in his hand, they suddenly flashed their bodies and surrounded each other in the middle.

The three sides were suddenly blocked, and the old man in the armor was also slightly frustrated, as if he didn't expect the strength of the three of them to be so high, especially Lin Kong, who actually gave him a sense of danger.

"I didn't expect that you are not ordinary Yuan Infant Stage Monks, this is beyond the old man's expectations, but when it comes to the old man's hands, it is not so easy to get it back." The old man said, and actually put it into the Qiankun bag together with Liang Qi's broken arm.

This scene is really a bit weird, the soul bottle and the oil lamp are just that, everyone knows that it is a rare magic weapon, but Liang Qi's broken arm is also put into the Qiankun bag, does this person have a habit of collecting limbs?

"Fellow Daoist, I don't care if you take the soul bottle and the oil lamp just now, please leave the old man's broken arm." Liang Qigu said with a finger.

"Surnamed Liang, what the do you mean by that? If you return your feelings, you will leave it alone, right? Gumo shouted.

"Humph! Liang is a casual cultivator, he just came to join in the fun, but he didn't expect to be pitted by you, I think I am unlucky in this matter, I just want to get back the broken arm, and I don't plan to wade into this pool. ”

"What you said is not right, if you didn't have to look at the pattern on the bottle, Lao Tzu wouldn't have cut off your arm, and the soul suppression bottle wouldn't have fallen into the hands of this person, why would it have nothing to do with you?" The oil lamp was suddenly snatched away by the old man in the sixtieth year, and Gu Mo also knew that the other party was powerful, for fear that after the old man returned Liang Qi's arm, Liang Qi would really let go of him, so he messed around.

Before the two sides could fight, Gu Mo quarreled with Liang Qi, which immediately made the old man laugh: "Hahaha...... interesting, interesting!" The old man said, what comes to my hands, no matter what it is, it is not so easy to take it back, your broken arm is not a magic weapon, but if you take it back and refine it, it may also be of great use. ”

"You ......" Liang Qi didn't expect the old man in the sixtieth armor to say such a thing, he was so angry in his heart, he pointed at the tip of the old man's sword and trembled.

Liang Qi and Gu Mo were relatively impulsive, and they were teased by the words of the old man, and they immediately couldn't hold it back, and they all raised their magic weapons and rushed over.

The area on the top of the mountain was already narrow, and the distance between the two of them and the old man in the sixtieth armor was only forty or fifty zhang, this distance was not a distance at all in the eyes of the Yuan Infant monk, but in an instant, the ancient sword in Liang Qi's hand had appeared in front of the old man in the sixtieth armor, and the axe that Gu Mo took out again also reached the top of his head.

One up and two attacks, almost all of them contain the ten success power of the two people, although Liang Qigu's sword is colorless and lightless, it looks mediocre, but the murderous aura emitted by the sword body gives people the feeling of falling into an ice cave.

As for the giant axe swung by Gu Mo, the momentum was much more amazing, not only the wind was whistling, the aura was dazzling, but also there was a vigorous force, as if this axe would split the entire mountain in half.

On the other hand, the old man in the sixtieth armor, facing the siege of the two Yuan Infant Stage monks, his face did not change in the slightest, half of his divine sense was placed on Lin Kong's body, and the other half was divided into two, locked on the ancient sword and the giant axe respectively.

"Whew! Rumble! ”

Two completely different voices sounded, Liang Qi and his sword snorted, passing through the place where the old man in Huajia was standing just now, and the giant axe in Gu Mo's hand slashed on the ground at the moment when Liang Qi passed, and suddenly split a ravine more than ten zhang long and four or five zhang deep.

The old man stood on the edge of the ravine, glanced back flatly, frowned slightly, looked at Lin Kong and asked, "Why don't you make a move?" ”

Lin Kong stood still all the time, and when he saw the old man in Huajia asking, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and said, "If I make a move, can you still stand here and talk so calmly?" Lin doesn't want to be evil to Your Excellency, so please return Liang Daoyou's broken arm and soul suppression bottle. ”

"And Lao Tzu's oil lamp." Gu Mo shouted.

"What if the old man doesn't pay it back?" The old man didn't pay attention to Gu Mo, looked at Lin Kong and asked.

"Die!" Lin Kong only said one word, his tone was calm, without a trace of murder, as if he just read the word "death" casually.

But in the ears of the old man in the sixtieth century, this word is not only full of killing intent, but also carries an irresistible monarchy, as if Lin Kong said that if he died, he would definitely die.

"Hahaha....."

After a moment of silence, the old man suddenly opened his mouth and laughed: "If you say this in front of those low-level disciples, you may intimidate a large number of people, and it is too ridiculous to say such things to a fellow-level monk, right?" ”

"Oh, according to what you mean, you're determined not to pay it back, right?" Lin Kong asked lightly.

"Humph! What if not? The old man in the sixtieth year raised his face and put on a posture that Lao Tzu will not pay you back, how can you put Lao Tzu.

"Die!"

This time, Lin Kong only said one word again, but the word "death" he said this time was extremely sharp, and it contained a strong murderous aura.

At the same time, Lin Kong's body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he actually arrived in front of the old man in the sixtieth armor, and the speed was almost exactly the same as when the old man in the sixtieth armor took away the ancient ink magic weapon.

"You ......"

The old man in the armor opened his mouth wide in shock, and just spit out the word "you", but his throat suddenly tightened, and he was locked by Lin Kong's claw.

At this time, the eyes of the old man in the armor were full of disbelief, because at the moment when Lin Kong teleported over, he also planned to teleport away, but at this time, he realized that his true essence was as if it had been frozen, and he couldn't use any mana at all.

The old man in the sixtieth armor was terrified to the extreme, his eyes looked at Lin Kong closely, and he couldn't see through what kind of cultivation he was, because he was already similar to a mortal at this time, and Lin Kong was a god-like existence in his eyes.

"Lin Mou said that we can still be friends if we hand over things, and if we don't hand them over, we will die!" Lin Kong's fingers slowly tightened, and the word "death" that he said at this time was infinitely close to death.

The old man in the armor was as red as a pig's liver, and he couldn't hold on anymore, hovering on the edge of life and death for less than a second, he finally weakened his legs, blinked his eyes desperately, and knelt on the ground. (To be continued.) )