"It turns out that this product is An Lang. ”

Hearing Wen Bingning's answer, Mo Qian was stunned for a while.

Then, he used the exploration technique, intending to check An Lang's attributes.

However, he immediately received a system prompt:

[Ding, the use of the probing technique failed.] Tips: The probing technique can view the attributes of cultivators who are up to one realm higher than the host. 】

A realm, generally speaking, is level ten, and through Wen Bingning's words, this An Lang is the third order of the Spirit King Realm, so he is thirteen levels more than Mo Gan, so Mo Gan can't probe An Lang's attributes.

"Damn, isn't this guy from Niutou Mountain, how did he get to Lingshou Peak?" Mo Gan whispered.

Lingshou Peak, there are still hundreds of miles away from Niutou Mountain, according to Mo Gan's meaning, he killed monsters all the way, and he had to be upgraded to the Spirit King, and at that time, he would be completely sure of dealing with An Lang.

But he didn't expect that this guy actually ran to Lingshou Peak and met him in advance.

"Little Brother Mo, why don't you ...... Let's leave. ”

Wen Bingning heard Mo Gan's whisper, and immediately retreated.

First, she knew that Mo Gan's current strength was only a Lingzong. Compared with An Lang's Spirit King Third Order, the realm is still far behind.

Second, she did underestimate An Lang's strength. Judging from the battle between An Lang and Xiao Zi's father just now, this An Lang's strength has reached a rather terrifying level.

"What are you doing leaving, do you really think that Brother Mo will be afraid of him? Tell you, you haven't seen Brother Mo's true strength yet. Seeing that Wen Bingning was very worried, Mo Qian hurriedly comforted.

"But, little Brother Mo......" Wen Bingning still wanted to speak.

However, at this moment, Xiao Zi screamed harder and jumped higher.

Mo Qian raised his eyes and looked, it turned out that An Lang had launched a counterattack against Xiao Zi's father.

Just now, An Lang sent out a sword qi dozens of zhang long, and that sword qi went straight to Xiao Zi's father's abdomen, cutting a big hole in the belly of the boy and his father.

"Squeak Squeak......"

Seeing that his father was injured, Xiao Zi didn't stop anymore and jumped off the sand ball directly.

"Boom. ”

When he landed, Xiao Zi had become as tall as a mountain, and then, with a crazy roar, he ran towards his father with a "boom".

"Squeak Squeak......"

Xiao Zi came to his father and roared directly at An Lang.

Then, too, it raised its paw and slapped it down at the collapsed hill in front of his father.

"Boom ......"

A loud bang sounded, and a deep pit immediately appeared in front of Xiao Zi.

"Little goo, follow along, quick!"

Since Xiao Zidu rushed over, Mo Qian naturally didn't dare to delay any longer.

Although Xiao Zi has now evolved into a sixth-order spirit beast, it is still in its infancy.

If you want to calculate the cultivation of cultivators, Xiao Zi is now on par with the strength of the Spirit Sect.

Letting one Spirit Sect intervene in the battle between two Spirit Kings is no different from looking for death.

"Babbling. ”

Xiao Gu heard Mo Gan's command, and controlled the sand ball and rushed towards that side.

"Hey, where did another one pop up?" On the other side of the battle, An Lang looked at the suddenly extra enlarged version of the purple gold mink, and he was also confused.

But soon, he saw the clues.

"Oh, you're the purple gold sable in An Hong's hand, are An Hong here?"

However, it was not Xiao Zi who answered him, but Mo Gan.

"The An Hong you are talking about is probably already buried in the mouth of the demonic beast. ”

As soon as Mo Gan's words fell, a ten-square-sized sand ball flew in front of Xiao Zi.

On the sand ball, there were Mo Gan and Wen Bingning, naturally, and the small goo on Mo Gan's shoulder.

"Oh, An Hong was buried in the mouth of the demonic beast?" Hearing Mo Gan's words, An Lang didn't react for a while.

"Of course, the twenty-five million golden tickets on his body are with me, the Biquan Sword is also with me, and the Purple Golden Sable is also with me, what ability do you think he has to leave the sphere of influence of the fourth-order demonic beast?" Mo Gan explained again.

Mo Gan was right, although he let An Hong go, but An Hong might not be able to leave alive.

An Hong dared to go to a place as deep as the Black Wind Forest, which had a lot to do with his possession of Xiao Zi, now that he has no spirit martial arts, no spirit beasts, it is difficult to get out of the Black Wind Forest just by relying on his third-order cultivation of the Spirit Master Realm.

"Then who are you?" Hearing Mo Gan's words, An Lang's expression finally changed, and a trace of evil light flashed in his eyes.

An Hong, that is An Lang's best brother in the An family, and now that his best brother is dead, he naturally will not let go of the person in front of him.

"Who am I? haha. When Mo Gan heard this, he hurriedly laughed, "The person who asked me this question last time was already fending for himself. ”

What Mo Gan said was naturally the pigtail and the middle man who were tied to the tree with a vine.

And as soon as they thought that they were going to let Wen Bingning fend for himself, there was a nameless fire in Mo Qian's chest.

"Oh, then this one, I think it's Miss Wen!"

An Lang is a smart person, and when he heard the word "fend for himself", he immediately figured out everything.

"Count you smart, An Lang, and fight. ”

Mo Gan said, and then took out his magic wand, and then, the magic wand became longer and became the size of a normal stick.

And with a wave of the little goo claw on his shoulder, the sand ball split in two, separating Mo Qian and Wen Bingning.

"Then let's fight!"

An Lang said, raising his sword.

He didn't think that Mo Gan was easy to bully, although Mo Gan didn't have any aura fluctuations on his body.

An Lang knew in his heart that if the kid on the other side was easy to bully, he wouldn't be able to leave this place.

"War. ”

Mo Gan let out a loud shout, and then rushed forward with a stick.

"Boom. ”

As soon as the battle broke out, the two immediately became a group.

Because he didn't know Mo Gan, An Lang played very conservatively.

However, Mo Gan knew An Lang very well, so as soon as he came up, he fully exerted his 200,000 combat power.

So, after a few simple moves, Mo Gan directly knocked An Lang away with a stick.

An Lang's body hit a mountain, and the mountain immediately collapsed.

"Haha, I thought the Spirit King was so powerful at the Third Order, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. ”

Mo Gan put the stick on his shoulder and taunted An Lang.

In order to set off the atmosphere, Xiao Gu also shouted "babbling".

"Bastard thing. ”

was ridiculed by a man and a beast who were not very strong, and An Lang's face suddenly couldn't be hung up.

The golden spirit wings flashed behind him, and An Lang came into the air in a flash.

"Boy, I inadvertently got a set of spiritual skills, called the Seventy-two Ways Evil Warding Sword Technique, now, let you taste the power of my evil warding off sword technique. ”

An Lang said, his eyes lit up with an evil light, and at the same time, the golden spirit wings behind him also became demonic.

"What? You actually practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits?" Hearing An Lang's words, Mo Gan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Excuse me, is your little JJ still there?" After laughing wildly, Mo Gan asked again.

As soon as his words came out, An Lang's already ugly face immediately became even more ugly.

He no longer had a verbal dispute with Mo Gan, and rushed towards Mo Gan with his sword.