Boom!

Two loud explosions like thunder, in the golden light curtain of several zhang in size, exploded with a bang, forming several huge spiritual qi storms, which spread in all directions at once. 『』

The golden light curtain was also forcibly enlarged to a radius of dozens of zhang, and the dragon roared inside, the sword light flashed, the sword was mangling, and the halberd shadow was heavy.

The moment the yellow furnace and a cyan dragon collided, they exploded violently, turning into a wave of spiritual energy that swept in all directions, sweeping away.

The moment the same golden giant sword slashed towards the other two cyan dragons, both of them burst open at the same time, and a powerful aura storm, like a snow-capped mountain collapsing, spread in all directions.

The next moment, the golden light curtain formed by the ten thousand golden rays of light was shattered at once.

That's not all, all the trees within the surrounding hundreds, as if swept away by a hurricane, were broken one after another, and at the same time, they were thrown into the sky, and the world was darkened, as if it had entered the dark night.

The cross-eyed old man in the green robe seemed to have expected such a situation, and immediately looked indifferent, spurting out several fist-sized balls of essence blood, flashing red, and submerged into the ancient bronze tripod furnace, and the next moment, the bronze tripod furnace suddenly rotated, and it rose to a hundred zhang square circle.

But just after the carefree and the deer steward summoned back the weapon, they were about to unfold their bodies, and when they swept out, the huge golden light curtain suddenly shrank again, boom, and the aura storm that had not yet completely spread was squeezed back by force.

Not good!

The faces of Xiaoyao Wuwei and Steward Deer changed greatly, and they immediately waved their hands again and again, and in an instant, white beams of light emerged from their palms, and after quickly intertwining, two huge white balls of light were formed, enveloping the two of them in them.

Bang bang!

The recovered aura storm slammed into two huge white balls of light, and the white balls of light only lasted less than three breaths before they shattered like eggshells, and then dissipated.

Poof!

Xiaoyao Wuwei and the deer steward were both blown up, blood spurted out of their mouths, and the whole person's expression instantly withered.

At this time, Murong Bai was already not far from the halfway point of the Lion Slope, and the earth-shattering thunder just now scared Murong Bai, he knew that it must be the most intense battle between Wuwu and the three old men in green robes.

"I haven't seen the confrontation of martial artists and powerhouses, so I must have a good experience today. Murong Bai thought in his heart, but the speed of his body did not decrease in the slightest, and he had already left Bai Wushuang far behind.

When he came closer, Murong Bai looked at it and opened his mouth wide in surprise, "My God, is this the duel between martial artists and powerhouses, it's really fucking spectacular, it's really fierce." ”

Murong Bai's eyes first glanced at the huge bronze tripod furnace flying in the sky without blinking, and then at the three old men in green robes who were sitting cross-legged, and finally focused their eyes on the bodies of Yao Wuwei and the deer steward.

"Bastard, that big tripod furnace flying in the air is a divine thing, how come the ten thousand golden lights that spew out of it, even the martial arts powerhouses can't rush out!" Murong Bai looked at the huge bronze tripod furnace, licked the corners of his mouth, and said.

"It's just a high-level magic weapon, but it's really a tyrannical thing for them to use it like this. The bastard twitched the corners of his mouth and said.

"High-grade magic weapon!" Murong Bai's gaze erupted with two coveted rays of light.

"What? You're still thinking about getting it into your hands, don't think about it so much, let's think about how to save them. The bastard reminded.

"Don't worry, let's take a look again, such a difficult opportunity to observe, we must take a good look!" Murong Bai finished speaking, and immediately turned into a vertical body, and directly jumped up a big tree.

Through the leaves, while observing, the corners of his mouth kept smacking, hehe, it's best for the two sides to lose both, when Lao Tzu walked over in a big way, and collected the cyan Dading furnace in one fell swoop, it was a high-level magic weapon, if you miss this village, there will be no such shop.

For Murong Bai's actions, the bastard can only scoff at it, a little money fan, be careful that one day you fall into the eyes of money and break your ******.

Murong Bai pouted his ass, and when he was watching it with relish, he was suddenly kicked hard on his buttocks, and Murong Bai was clever, and he hugged the branch tightly with both hands, otherwise he would definitely fall into the mud.

"Who is kicking Lao Tzu behind his back?" Because he was so excited just now, Murong Bai forgot to exude his divine sense for a while, and he was vigilant all around, until he farted. He was kicked violently, only to know that there was a white figure standing behind him.

"Wushuang, why are you kicking me!" Murong Bai said with a displeased expression when he saw the person behind him clearly.

"Yi Cheng, are you waiting until the two old men are dead, and go to collect their corpses!" Bai Wushuang suddenly sobbed softly.

"What are you crying about, Lao Tzu is the most annoying woman crying, you cry again, be careful to give you a first and then that!" Murong Bai annoyed others the most, especially women crying, somehow, as soon as a woman cried, he felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

Not to mention, after Murong Bai roared, Bai Wushuang immediately stopped crying, and then looked at Murong Bai pitifully and said, "Brother Yi, can you quickly think of a way to save them, look, they vomit blood!"

By the end, Bai Wushuang was about to start sobbing again.

"Alas, it seems that we have to come up with something real, but, Wushuang, let's talk about it, I will only save the second elder, if you want me to save the white-bearded old man, you have to give me some benefits, and also, the two Huiling pills I just gave you must be counted together. Murong Bai said unhurriedly, looking like a scoundrel.

"Okay, as long as you have the ability to save them, how many spirit stones do you need, how many spirit stones do you need. Bai Wushuang suddenly said softly with a smile on his face, and that voice seemed to be able to crispen people's bones.

After having contact with Murong Bai a few times and experiencing some things, Bai Wushuang has basically known Murong Bai's heart, such a person, if you resist him, you can't get any cheap.

Before Bai Wushuang finished speaking, Murong Bai immediately shivered, and goosebumps appeared all over his body in an instant, I go, how could Bai Wushuang's attitude change so quickly, he was crying and crying a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a fox spirit again, how did Lao Tzu feel a chill in his back.

After couldn't help but tremble all over his body, Murong Bai grinned, and immediately surrendered and said, "Okay, okay, Lao Tzu go and save me, I really can't stand you!"

After Murong Bai finished speaking, when he was about to jump off the tree, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly turned around and said to Bai Wushuang: "Take away the breath from your body, and hug the branches tightly, don't accidentally fall down and drop a meatloaf!"

Before the voice fell, Murong Bai swished, and flew down silently, and before his body touched the ground, suddenly a cloud of yellow light wrapped his entire body, and in a flash, it directly sank under the ground and disappeared.

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