"Weasels, are there any larger herds?"

Wan Qing asked again. Along the way, Wan Qing cultivated the transformation of shapes and shadows, and at the same time asked the green ferret to collect the herd of beasts, and Wan Qing was not very interested in a single beast.

In this first layer, the level of the beast is too low, and no matter how hard Wan Qing tries to control the strength of his fists, he is still killed and disabled with one punch, and for the armor-piercing fist, it will not have a cultivation effect.

Unless he finds the herd, Wan Qing will be able to make a few decent armor-piercing punches.

Hearing Wan Qing's words, the green weasel was bitter, this first layer of Wan Qing has already destroyed three beast groups, all of which are large beast groups with more than fifty heads, and there is no longer a bigger beast group in this area, so he can only find a way to go to the next layer and find a high-level beast group.

"There's no bigger herd?"

Wan Qing touched his chin and began to think about it, the jade slip given by Mo Que has a lot of information about the beasts in each layer, and it stands to reason that there should be a lot of beasts in this first layer, although the level is not high, but the amount is large.

And from the appearance of the beast to the present, Wan Qing has only cleaned up the three beast groups, and no more beast groups have been found nearby, which can only show that the forces brought by the Mo family's generation are not simple.

"I don't know how many of my two hundred and fifty-eight points can rank?"

Wan Qing frowned while cultivating the transformation of shapes, according to this situation, the points obtained by these three beast groups should not rank high among so many people.

In fact, Wan Qing's personal points are very high, and almost no one can compare with them, but what is shown in the outside world is only the sum of the points of all the juniors of the Mo family, and naturally not many people pay too much attention to Wan Qing.

Shifting shapes, over and over again, I don't know how many big trees I knocked down, I don't know how many bluestones I crushed, and I don't know how many humanoid pits I knocked out.

For Wan Qing's brainless indomitability, the green ferret slapped his head, what did this guy do, he was stubborn, and the nine brute beasts couldn't pull it back.

Wan Qing in this state, met a lot of people along the way, but no one dared to step forward to find fault, this speed alone is scary, and then look at what Wan Qing bumped into, the B-level cultivators present, I am afraid that no one can stand it head-on, this powerful impact force is a little scary.

"Who is this kid?

"I don't know, whatever, hurry up and hunt the beast, there are a few perverts, this first-layer beast, I'm afraid it will be wiped out soon. ”

"That pervert?" asked one curiously.

"The two of them alone are terrifying. Yi Leopard's grandson, Yi Gang, slaughtered thirty beasts with one hand, and Yi Mo'er, the granddaughter of Yi Hu, was even more bullish, and all the way through the beast herd, she fell into a large area, and she didn't even have a hand.

There is also Foday, a long stick, sharper than a steel gun, and wherever the head of the stick goes, three feet in front, there must be a fine hole. Ju said that Fody's momentum had been cultivated to the third stage of Dacheng, and it was a little bit away from the fourth stage. ”

A jack-of-all-trades talked to everyone in detail, his eyebrows fluttering, and everyone was stunned and exclaimed.

Wan Qing, who still wanted to cultivate shape-shifting and shadow-changing in the distance, smiled slightly, he didn't expect Mo'er's sharp gold qi to be so proficient. Then, there was a strong sense of blow, and the third stage of his hard work to practice his momentum, this girl was good, and a gold-devouring duel soared directly to the third stage.

"It's good that it's my lady!"

Wan Qing patted her chest and comforted herself, Mo'er had created all of this by herself, and she should be congratulated and even more happy.

Unstoppable, Wan Qing cultivated in a straight line to shift and change shadows. Finally, a day later, Wan Qing encountered the beast group again, but this group of beasts was a bit large, full of eighty beasts, and there was also the beast king, the beast king was a B-level ninth-order Ao beast.

In the face of a herd of eighty beasts, there is still an organized herd, which makes it a little difficult for Wan Qing to solve it alone. At the same time, Wan Qing didn't want to take out the space folding array, if this was really monitored, the consequences would be a bit serious. The ten strange formations of the fire god are not small temptations to the world.

"Wan Qing, someone is coming!"

The reminder of the weasel came to my head.

Since someone is coming, Wan Qing will also watch from afar, if the other party is good at talking, Wan Qing doesn't mind dividing this group of beasts together.

"Huh, what's the matter?"

Wan Qing frowned slightly, these three people were not the peak of the second rank, they were only the eighth order of the second rank, and they appeared from three directions.

"Mo'er?"

Seeing Mo'er's figure, Wan Qing wanted to walk out, but decided to take a look first.

"Oh, Sister Mo'er, yes, yes!"

The speaker was none other than Yi Mo who Mo Du invited to help, Yi Mo'er's cousin, who was only half a year older than Yi Mo'er.

Yi Mo looked Yi Mo up and down, a little unscrupulous, his crimson tongue stretched out slightly, licked his lips, and an evil thought flashed in Yi Gan's mind.

"Brother Yigan. ”

Yi Mo'er shouted without being salty.

For Yi Gan, Yi Moer is very disgusted, although this person has a very high talent, but he is too lustful, relying on the ugly money behind him, bullying men and women everywhere, and doing a lot of bad things.

"This herd, I want it!"

Another young man with a face like a knife, a long stick in his right hand, and eyes like falcons, extremely sharp. Looking at the herd, the man said coldly.

"Oh, what do you want?"

was thinking about how to get Yi Mo'er, when he heard the man's voice, his face suddenly turned ugly, and someone dared to snatch his prey in front of him, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

A long stick, a flick, a sharp momentum straight to the gangue.

Knowing that he couldn't make a hard bar, he dodged sideways and quickly dodged, and a fine hole appeared in the original position.

"Paralyzed! Lao Tzu is going to abolish you!"

Yi Gan's right hand drew out like a sharp weapon that drank countless blood, exuding a powerful and cold cold air, which was breathtaking.

With a wave of his right hand, a cold light flew towards the man.

"Broken!"

The man's long stick moved forward a little, and the cold light was still a foot away from the head of the stick, and in the end, it could only dissipate a little unwillingly.

"You, no!"

The man still spoke in a cold tone, but his eyes looked at Yi Mo'er, and a wave of fighting intent erupted.

"You, can you fight, you win, all my points, you lose, leave safely!"

The man said directly to Yi Mo'er, as for Yi Mo'er, he was directly ignored and did not leave a trace of affection.

At this moment, Yi Gan's face was like cold water, his fists were clenched, although he knew that this person was stronger than himself, but there was no place for this face. The descendant of his dignified Yi Chou Qian Zhuang was ridiculed like this by a man of unknown origin, which is called how Yi Ji accepts.

"Do you have to fight? Isn't it good to clean up this bunch of beasts?"

Yi Mo'er is a little timid, if you want to kill the group of beasts in front of you, then it's okay to say, but you have to fight to the death with others, which makes Yi Mo'er a little difficult to deal with.

Although it is said that Yimo'er has practiced against the elders of the clan, he has not yet tried such a battle.

"I don't have a choice, take it, one shot!"

The young man didn't give Yi Mo'er a chance to object, and the spear in his hand poked straight towards Yi Mo'er, which felt like he was using a spear instead of a long stick.

"Paralysis!"

Yi Gang's face turned iron blue, but he could only watch the two of them collide fiercely.

"Okay, I'll just wait for you both to lose, and then... Hehe, it's not what Lao Tzu Yigan said!"

Yi Gan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a smug look between his eyes, and then he stood quietly to the side and looked coldly, as for the beasts on the side, it didn't matter if they were destroyed or not.

And the main point is that these more than eighty beasts, it is still difficult for Yi Gan to solve it alone, and Yi Gangue still has to save his physical strength and wait for that moment to come.

Wan Qing, who was watching all this from afar, couldn't wait to come forward and beat the young man violently, and actually dared to do something with his mother, but when he saw the gangue on the side, Wan Qing also narrowed his eyes.

Wan Qing guessed eight or nine points of this idea of Yigan, so Wan Qing was not in a hurry to make a move, and the young man with the stick was not Mo'er's opponent yet, Wan Qing didn't need to worry too much, what he should pay attention to now was to prevent the sneak attack of Yigan.

Yi Mo'er in the battle, with a golden three-foot long sword in his hand, exuded bursts of sharp gold aura, adding a bit of combat power.

Although Yimoer has not experienced the baptism of blood, some of them are shrinking, but they are still on par with young men.

The nimble right hand controls the long sword, like a fluttering butterfly among the fierce long sticks.

"Awesome!"

The young man had to admire Yi Mo'er, it can be seen from Yi Mo'er's posture that Yi Mo'er has not experienced the baptism of blood, but in the face of such a strong attack as himself, he can still catch it steadily.

The young man couldn't help but imagine that if this Yimo'er was a person who crawled out of the sea of blood, how strong it would be, and he might be able to take himself away with one move.

I want to think about it, but the reality is still reality, the young man's attack became more and more fierce, and the long stick in his hand was also armed in the man's hand, turning into a phantom.

Yi Gan, who was watching on the side, frowned, after the time of two incense sticks, the two of them still did not have a trace of exhaustion, and the rhythm of the attack became faster and faster.

Watching the battle between the two, Yi Ji knew that if he replaced himself, he was afraid that he would already be exhausted, and he would be defeated in no more than three incense sticks.

It's time for another stick of incense, Yi Gan seems a little impatient, these two people are like machines, colliding wildly, but they don't feel a trace of fatigue, even if it's a machine, they can't work at such high intensity for so long.

There was a hint of ruthlessness between Yi Gan's eyebrows, since the two of you are fighting to the death there, ignoring the surroundings, then I, Yi Gan, will teach you two a good lesson.

"Slash!"

Yi Ji drank in the bottom of his heart, his arms were like two sharp blades, and the cold light burst out, directly taking Yi Moer and the young man.

"Gang!"

Before Yi Gan could understand, his arms were as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body flew out rapidly, and he didn't know how many big trees and bluestones he had hit, and finally, Yi Gan's body was embedded in a mountain before he stopped.

"I don't know, is it the most shameless thing to disturb others to fight?"