The mother-in-law was already stunned at this time, and she felt that what was unfolding in front of her eyes was a whole terrifying destiny that could not be escaped and irresisted.

The golden-colored soul mist rippled up, spreading out a perfect circle of ripples, and a ghost frog jumped out of the center of the circle weakly, and before it could make any meaningful movements, it was frozen into a statue in the sudden green halo.

The petrified curse known as Avada's life follows like a shadow, inadvertently spreading into a deadly poison. The moment the frog condensed into metal, the thunder also came to join in the fun, lightning gathered in the place where the fire rose, weaving a heavenly prison of thunder in the blink of an eye, relying on the huge relative electromagnetic field formed between the air and the geomagnetism, he forcibly lifted Master Ding Mao, who weighed almost two adults, and trapped him in mid-air, after enduring the burning of flames and light explosions, he also had to endure the whipping of thunder and lightning.

"Mother, ——" The current leader of the Evil Monk and Master Ding Mao of the Thirteenfold Realm of the Evil Buddha Relic, finally completely collapsed at this moment after the arrogance, greed, and arrogance of the Evil Buddha who had supported him all his life, and let out a cowardly scream that was absolutely impossible for a generation of grandmasters. He used to be so strong, so "calm", and mighty as an impassable majestic mountain in front of all righteous paths, but at this time, crying father and mother, after that scream, spewed out an infinite amount of words begging for mercy from his mouth.

There is nothing new in his plea, because it is just about the same as the begging for mercy after the slaves of Jianzhou lost the battle and were captured, and the haze of enslaving civilization hovers over the entire world from beginning to end, and even an evil monk like Ding Mao can hardly escape its influence.

"Cut, it's boring. Silver Dust, who was far below the floor, leaked such a short comment from the corner of his mouth, and he sat upright with his eyes closed, and suddenly exuded a cold chill in his hands.

The cold aura was truly black, pure and deep, as if it was the most terrible poisonous ice breath in the world, but it was not the power of ice at all, it was the power of darkness, the power of shadows, the power of the abyss, the power of ghosts and gods, and the power of the Demon Crying and Slashing Fist.

"Broken Moon: Black Coffin. ”

The black cube instantly enveloped Master Ding Mao, and with the sound of ice condensing and the mechanism turning, the screams of the evil monk being burned and thundered by the fire came to an abrupt end, and the black coffin turned into a black shadow and slowly disappeared, and only a cloud of fine flesh foam fell from the sky.

The dove killed the mother-in-law looked at all this, and every part of her body trembled. By this time, no matter what the room temperature was, the cold sweat had already wet the back, and even patches of postmodern shape were pouring out on the robe. The moment the minced meat fell all over the ground, the dove killed the mother-in-law jumped up suddenly, and let out a cry of "God spare my life——" like a crow ghost woman rushed to the innermost part of the room, grabbed the window and fled.

She really jumped from the third floor like a crow ghost woman, ignoring the weakness of the war spirit and the astonished eyes of the thousands of miles of illusion tribes that occupied a small half of the country on the floor, under the west slanting sun, she suddenly spread the wings of the flying war spirit, her flying war spirit, or the flight form of the war spirit is so ordinary, it is a moth with a withered yellow color, the huge thin wings of the two square abbots spread out in the bright white sunlight, fanning fiercely, flying in the northwest direction, and after a while, several thick crossbow arrows flew towards her, one of them pierced the wings, and she screamed and fell from the air, fell headlong into the patrol camp Lan Sensen's Xuanbing armor A formation disappeared.

The soldiers of the patrol battalion regarded her as a thousand miles of illusion.

【Evening】

In the evening, before the sky had darkened, a full moon was already visible in the darkening blue sky, and the weary inhabitants of the town had finished their day's work with hoes or equally tired horses, and walked in groups through the streets that were stained brown and yellow by the afterglow. Many looked up in wonder and saw the faces of the countryside rushing towards the north of the town with their bags on their backs, almost in a hurry.

While the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall was still nervously training horses and carts, a small number of the Thousand Miles Illusion had already left the town and rushed to the vast plains to the north, and the large and small towns and villages in the plains that could hide people. The news of the theft of the "Rain of Trapped Locks" spread far and wide, and it seems that even Zhang Weiwu himself was not able to block the news.

Of course, the people in the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall have actually been mixed in with these thousand-mile phantom people, and the people who are disguised as thousands of miles phantom in reverse have quietly gone out to touch the row, including Hu Hansan and Zhang Jiu'er, and more of those who have nothing to do themselves, and are like idle people.

The phenomenon of "the leader moves his mouth, and the people below run and break their legs" is also relatively serious in the Tianxing Martial Arts Hall, no, Zhang Jiu'er has already rushed to the nearby Wulu Village in the starry night, and Zhang Weiwu is still sitting in the guest room like Han Rinxu.

Zhang Weiwu didn't turn white overnight like the legendary Wu Zixu, but his face was always cloudy, and he would not collapse for this thing after experiencing countless winds and waves, but the pressure of the heavy dart was also unprecedented.

Han Rin sat in front of him and took a sip of tea pretending not to care, but in fact, his stiff movements showed that he was not as calm as he appeared to be.

"Obviously, the abnormal situation in the whole house, except for Miss Su who was persuaded to voluntarily follow us, the others were all made by the hidden grandmaster, and the toxin emitted by her palm power was a raw poison that could turn people into metal, and she cultivated it again, so she turned a room of light and dark sentry into statues, and no one greeted me when you and I entered!" Han Rin swallowed his tea, inevitably with some hindsight.

"Then her purpose is too clear, she doesn't touch Miss Su at all, she doesn't even have the idea of taking him as a hostage, she has been lurking for a long time and goes straight to the point, she is terrifyingly shrewd, and what's even more terrifying is that she actually knows that the 'rain of trapped locks' is hidden in the old man's body......" Zhang Weiwu said, his tone full of frustration: "This person really doesn't know what kind of way he came from......

"There's an inner ghost in our midst?" Han Rin couldn't help but be a little nervous: "Otherwise, how can you know that you-"

"There have always been ghosts inside, we have gone through so many trips, don't we know the depth of it?" Zhang Weiwu said hatefully: "Fortunately, although the old man did not leave her directly, he also poisoned her, this poison combined with the old man's war soul beast, can always know the general direction, not to mention that the rivers and lakes today are not as good as five years ago, who can hide it!" Let's distribute some hero posts, or owe some favors and face, we can always let friends on the rivers and lakes check out a trace, and when the time comes, we will only ask for something as simple as asking for something back!"

"Yes, we have survived the more complicated and dangerous passes, do you still care about doing it again?" Han Rin's tone slowly swelled with a trace of disbelief: "We can't afford to smash the signboard of our Tianxing Martial Arts Hall for decades!"

"This should be said by the old man, right?" Zhang Weiwu was amused by his words, and the two of them laughed, even if they pretended to laugh, which eased the atmosphere a little, at least it would not let the two of them indulge in sorrow and despair and couldn't extricate themselves.

[In the meantime, in another room]

It took Sophie about half an hour to coax Arellarie to stop crying.

From this point of view, she is at least not cheating on this matter. From Arelly's sad and anxious cry, it can be heard that she is really very worried about the whereabouts of the "Trapped Lock Rain", and at the same time, she can also analyze that the person who snatched the "Trapped Lock Rain" is actually in the same group as the Moon Spirit, at least, the little sister of the Moon Spirit is an important ally worth risking her life and facing the two grandmaster-level powerhouses alone.

"That person, no, I should say that the little girl, the timing of her appearance is too much. Sister Arelli and I tried our best to cover the Moon Spirit, but Mr. Han found traces of his hands, and it stands to reason that Mr. Han would invite the two of us out, place them elsewhere, and then search the place, so that the Moon Spirit could not be hidden...... At this juncture, that girl is not good at hiding, but she came to provoke the two grandmasters, although her skills are amazing, and she can even collect the swordsmanship of the Moon Spirit sister, but ...... After all, her skills were insufficient, and she was repelled by Mr. Zhang several times, so she came up with a way to steal things from Mr. Zhang's body, and as a result, she stole the deadly light weapon at once...... Judging from the way she stopped at the door, she didn't necessarily know or care what it was, just to lure Mr. Zhang away...... Isn't that dangerous? The Tianxing Martial Arts Pavilion is not easy to mess with! And she was probably just trying to distract them, saying that she must have thrown that thing away in a hurry, how could this be good? This is the lifesaver of the Yehevilin clan! What can I do? Go to the Moon Spirit? No! In this way, I am almost an accomplice, how can I face Sister Arelli!" The clever Sophie Fei took advantage of the time when Arelli was tired of crying and resting, and while sorting out the few bags that she and Arella had combined, she quickly analyzed the truth behind the whole thing. Her analysis was correct, at least very close to the truth, but there was no Lin Xuanchen or Yinchen here to tell her that it was correct, so that she herself could not be sure of such a grass color geometry. She analyzed, the more she thought about it, the more chaotic she became, the more chaotic she became, the more she wanted to figure it out, and the movements under her hands couldn't help but slow down.

[At the same time, the room where Silver Dust is located]

It was not until long after the news of the theft of the "Trapped Rain" was passed out, and even after the Moon Spirit had returned for a while, Lin Xuanchen emerged from the circle-shaped light array.

She didn't have any toxins on her body, or Zhang Weiwu couldn't have known that his poisonous skill was not ranked at all in the eyes of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Lin Xuanchen went to the wild and got some herbs casually, plus his own strong cultivation, he easily solved the problem of poison, of course, in fact, she deliberately let Zhang Weiwu hit, otherwise, Zhang Weiwu might really be desperate.

She and Yinchen didn't need to be close to each other to communicate, so when she came back, Yinchen didn't ask her if she was hurt, but suddenly raised her hand, and infinite darkness appeared from her fingertips.

Hei Han turned into a black cube house, covering him and Lin Xuanchen, and the two of them looked at this scene, except for the strange expressions on their faces, they didn't say much, and of course, the strong man who guarded the room also had a gleam in his eyes.

When Lin Xuanchen came back, the Heavenly Chosen Costume had changed into another pink dress, and the treasure artifact created by Silver Dust was of the same level as the Ending Hell, it was not a simple toy, and the camouflage function was naturally selected for the top match, but he didn't expect that a setting that he had added casually would come in handy now.

The black room is not the Black Coffin of the Broken Moon, but a very ordinary arcane, the Demon Duncan Vault. In the secret room, they could have done that embarrassing thing, but Yinchen and Lin Xuanchen were not in the mood, so they just changed their clothes and discussed the next actions.

"I didn't mean to steal this kind of thing. Lin Xuanchen took out the light vessel: "The rain of trapped locks? It turned out to be a broken cup!"

"So the Storm Pie with it is a coffee table full of cups. Silver Dust smiled and picked up the extremely simple shape, but the technique contained in it was very complex and exquisite, Silver Dust activated the Soul Catching Eye, and after observing it for a long time, he could barely see the doorway.

Thousands of years of forging, masters, even though Yinchen is known as the god of forging, it is by no means able to underestimate all the forging predecessors in this world, his achievements come from his unique theories and techniques, but it does not mean that he can ignore the theories and techniques of others.

"It seems that copying this thing is not an easy task. As soon as the purple light flashed in Yinchen's hand, the rain of trapped locks was transferred to the imaginary space, and this time, even if Zhang Weiwu evolved into a god, he would not want to find this fatal treasure.

For the reputation of the Yeheverin clan and the Tianxing Martial Arts Gym for decades, this thing can really be called a "deadly treasure".

"You want to copy it, what is it for?" Lin Xuanchen asked softly.

Although the Rainstorm Sect is a demonic path, it can be regarded as a relatively upright one in the demonic path, and this kind of magic sect can pull a handful, maybe it can change their minds? Now that the Devil's Dao is prosperous and the righteous path is declining, in fact, most people do not see the opportunity for the change of the times, and when the general trend is over, most people will naturally respond to the call of the heart...... Now I can only think in these good directions...... As for the Yeheweilin clan, since they have the idea of breaking away from the Eight Banners and becoming self-reliant, they should be encouraged, not to mention that the restoration of the Qinben Yaske grassland is not only the responsibility of their Yeheweilin clan at all. ”

"Whose responsibility is that?"