"Hehe, since you can kill Mogang, then there is nothing to be proud of defeating me now. Chen Luo looked up at Xiao Yang and sneered, but that smile was quite resentful.

"Do you see that I am proud?" Xiao Yang shook his head with a smile, if there was still a sense of accomplishment in defeating Mogang, then trampling Chen Luo under his feet would not make a little wave in his heart at all.

The palm of his hand was slowly raised, Xiao Yang glanced at Chen Luo, and the ice blade in his hand was aimed at his throat and slashed down diagonally.

"Leave me alone, I can tell you some secrets about the Rock Desolation Spirit Hunting Regiment!" Feeling the cold air rushing to his face, Chen Luo's face finally showed panic that he couldn't hide, and shouted loudly.

The ice blade stopped in mid-air, and Xiao Yang looked at Chen Luo with interest, but the soles of his feet on his chest did not move in the slightest.

"Some time ago, Mo Cheng seemed to have discovered a treasure place, according to rumors, it was probably the tomb of a Lingyan powerhouse, in which his life's treasure was placed. Chen Luo spoke extremely quickly, as if he was afraid that Xiao Yang would be a little impatient, so he swung the ice blade down.

"Oh, is it?" Xiao Yang's heart moved slightly.

Lingpan is a stronger existence than the Spirit Lord, but the gap between the two is like a ravine, even if the Spirit Lord is strong, it is difficult to get the slightest advantage from his hands.

"Do you know where that place is?" Xiao Yang smiled, and the ice blade that was stagnant in mid-air was also taken back by him, along with his palm, behind his body.

"Hehe, of course I know, but you have to let me go first, and you have to give me half of the spirit fruit, otherwise even if I die, you don't want to get any news. Chen Luo sneered, holding this chip in his hand, he didn't believe that Xiao Yang was not moved at all.

"I can't help it. ”

Xiao Yang raised the sole of his foot that stepped on Chen Luo's chest, but at the moment when a smug smile appeared on the latter's face, his arm suddenly swung down, and he shot the ice blade into his chest fiercely: "You can't die, who cares, it's a big deal, I'll just go to the Rock Desolate Spirit Hunting Regiment." ”

With a smug smile on his face, Chen Luo straightened up half of his upper body and slowly fell down, his eyes were full of incredulity, he couldn't have imagined that Xiao Yang could still be so decisive under the temptation of the tomb of the Lingpan powerhouse.

"Good kill!" Mu Ge kicked Chen Luo's corpse a few times, his face full of joy.

"How did you get mixed up with them?" Xiao Yang looked at Mu Ge suspiciously, looking at his appearance just now, he was obviously very bad with the Blue Blade Spirit Hunting Group, so how could he join their team and besiege the Golden Armor Sword Lion together?

"It's a long story. ”

Mu Ge smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The Blue Blade Spirit Hunting Troupe, in fact, has long existed in name only, in order to preserve the living power, Uncle Yue Yi completely scattered the internal members and distributed them to various small spirit hunting groups, otherwise, with the methods of the Rock Desolation Spirit Hunting Troupe, we would have been wiped out long ago." ”

Nodding slightly, Xiao Yang expressed his understanding, in Guyang City, when some families are about to suffer a catastrophe, in order to keep incense, some clansmen will be distributed as proof of decline, and under this automatic method of showing weakness, they may be able to escape.

"Xiao Yang, thank you so much today, if you hadn't made a timely move, I would probably have died here, in the future, I would have left here, since the Blue Blade Spirit Hunter Regiment is no longer there, then there is no need for me to stay." Mu Ge smiled bitterly, arched his hand at Xiao Yang, and was about to leave.

"Wait. Xiao Yang walked to the Gathering Spirit Fruit Tree, picked a few Gathering Spirit Fruits, thought for a while, took out an idle Void Boundary Stone, and put all the Gathering Spirit Fruits into it, then nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his palm, the Void Boundary Stone crossed an arc and fell into Mu Ge's hands.

"This ......" Mu Ge looked at the Void Boundary Stone in his palm, his mouth a little dry.

Needless to say, the value of the Void Boundary Stone was something that ordinary spiritual people couldn't afford to enjoy, not to mention, it contained a few Spirit Gathering Fruits that were also of great value.

"Friend, I don't have anything to give you, if you need help in the future, you can go to Guyang City, my Xiao family is there, and there is still a certain weight. Xiao Yang smiled at Mu Ge, and a trace of concern flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The Xiao family, after coming out for so long, I don't know what the situation of the family is now.

"Thank you!"

Arching his hand gratefully, Muge turned around and left the place, as a member of the Blue Blade Spirit Hunter Regiment, he naturally would not stay in this place where he had no sense of belonging.

Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Yang raised his palm and put the Gathering Spirit Fruit on the Spirit Gathering Fruit Tree into the space stone one by one, this kind of good thing, even the spirit master's injuries can be healed, and maybe one day in the future, it will come in handy.

"Ding!"

Swept back to Xiao Yang's side, the broken ice wings of the ice butterfly had healed a lot, and the body of the ice spirit beast was all made of ice, and as long as it absorbed the ice attribute aura in the air, it could heal itself.

The second spiritual gate opened, and the ice butterfly was included in it, Xiao Yang looked at the sky, turned around and disappeared into the forest.

Most of the day's time was spent looking for the Gathering Spirit Fruit, but fortunately, the result did not disappoint him, and with the help of the Gathering Spirit Fruit, the injuries caused by the Rock Horned Dragon Rhino would probably heal soon.

The dusk in the forest is extremely quiet, and the night comes very quickly, the hazy moonlight is shrouded above the trees, and the evening breeze blows to make people feel cool.

Surrounded by a few night feather fireflies, Xiao Yang walked among the trees, his brows furrowed slightly, if what Chen Luo said was true, then Mo Cheng and the others would definitely go to that tomb, if he got something to enhance his strength from it, then it would be difficult for even this Black Scale Mountain Range to stay in the future.

"Whew!"

Just as Xiao Yang was thinking, the red flame on his shoulder suddenly opened his eyes solemnly, his purple eyes stared at the front, and two rings of fire thorns also appeared in the air.

"Who!" Xiao Yang's eyes were clear, his palms spread out, and the sharp ice shattering blade spun rapidly.

"Can you still run?"

The sound like a clear spring in a deep valley resounded in his ears, and the corners of Xiao Yang's mouth suddenly twitched, and in an instant, he saw a slender figure behind a giant tree, slowly walking out.

Looking at the girl's cold pretty face, Xiao Yang's scalp was a little numb, and the soles of his feet unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Do you still want to run?" The girl's graceful figure moved, bringing a burst of fragrant wind, and swept in front of Xiao Yang in an instant, and her snow-white little hand slapped on his chest mercilessly.

"Poof!"

A sharp pain in his chest came, and Xiao Yang's face suddenly surged with an unhealthy flush, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then spilled on the ground shockingly.