Chapter Forty-Eight: Moving Forward
"It's not that you can only get one exercise on the first floor, how did you get six?"
Ling Xian looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a burning eye, so Jiang Xiaobai talked about the experience of entering the arsenal, and did not mention the python guard who was born into a puppet, he didn't want to cause them unwarranted trouble, so it was good. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"You ......"
The three of them looked at him with different expressions, and got to know the young man in front of them again.
"Ahem...... Let's hurry up and kill the demons, otherwise the spirit soldiers on the second floor will be exchanged by others!"
Jiang Xiaobai reminded that as more and more people entered here, it was obvious that there were no lower level demons on the periphery.
"Good!"
Mo Qingxue nodded and continued.
"Xiaoqing is the main attacker, standing in the first place, Xiaobai and Xiaoling are left and right, I am in the middle, and I will make an umbrella for you!"
Ye Changqing was very excited, waving the war hammer and eager to try, the corners of Ling Xian's mouth twitched, seeing Mo Qingxue's cold gaze, he smiled, Jiang Xiaobai stood directly on the left.
"You can familiarize yourself with the combat skills in the jade slip first, I have a hunch that it will be very dangerous next!"
Jiang Xiaobai said in a low voice.
The three of them froze, and faintly felt something, so they immediately took out the jade slip, put it on their eyebrows, and accepted the inheritance, Jiang Xiaobai tightly guarded the three of them.
Soon, Bo Bobo, the jade in the hands of the three of them turned into a point of light and dissipated.
"Okay, you can go on the road, although we can only appreciate the mystery of this earth-level peak combat skill in the middle stage of Mingxin, but let's try it first, in case we need it. ”
Mo Qingxue smiled, wanting to dissolve the oppressive atmosphere that lingered around her.
Ling Xian and Ye Changqing glanced at each other secretly, and hurriedly lowered their heads, that peerless elegance was even more amazing than the peak combat skills of the earth level.
The four people, an umbrella, turned into a streamer, swept forward, and from time to time they encountered a surviving low-level demon, and with a bang, they were bombarded by the huge war hammer in Ye Changqing's hand.
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...... I don't know how long it took, Ye Changqing's voice was a little trembling and pointed ahead.
"You...... Look?"
Jiang Xiaobai and the three of them followed Ye Changqing's fingers and stood in place dumbfounded.
The black pressure is boundless, as turbulent as the waves, and the demons dance wildly, frantically pounced on the people who broke into here.
"Xiaobai, why don't we withdraw!"
Ling Xi shrank his head and said with a flickering look in his eyes.
"If we don't kill demons, one day we will die at the hands of these ugly things, and many, many people will die at their hands!"
Jiang Xiaobai's voice was full of hatred, and Ling Xian heard it for the first time.
"Then kill it!"
Ye Changqing's eyes showed a strong battle intent, and an invisible momentum swayed on his body.
"Well, slaughter them!"
Ling Xi's small eyes narrowed slightly, and a ray of fine light flashed.
Mo Qingxue didn't speak, she was holding an umbrella, as long as she was wearing an umbrella, she could feel at ease, as if he was always by her side.
"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T
The lower demons noticed the arrival of the four and rushed wildly, waving their claws and emitting a disgusting stench.
"Fight, fight, fight!"
Ye Changqing drank highly, every time he spit out a battle word, the battle intent on his body would be stronger, Jiang Xiaobai and the others were infected by him, and their blood was boiling.
"Look at the hammer!"
Ye Changqing simply and rudely slammed the hammer forward, and with a pop, demon blood splashed.
The Xuan Silk of Ling Sin's wrist shot out strangely, and with a whoosh, it pierced the eyebrows or heart of the low-level demons.
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head helplessly, he fought the hardest, and to deal with a low-level demon, he had to shoot at least ten sticks.
Mo Qingxue stood in the middle leisurely, holding an umbrella, like a leisurely stroll, very comfortable, and mentioned a few words from time to time.
"Xiaoqing, you slow down a little, wait a minute, Xiaobai. ”
Ye Changqing's figure that wanted to rush forward again froze and slowed down.
"Xiao Ling, why don't you extract the toxins from these ugly monsters!"
Ling Xi's eyes lit up, and he smiled, these poisons may not be effective against demons, but they are fatal to people.
"Xiaoqing, you slow down, wait for Xiaobai!"
"Little Green ......"
"Little Green ......"
Mo Qingxue's cry made Ye Changqing hear the shadow in his heart, there were more and more low-level demons in front of him, in fact, he was already very slow.
Jiang Xiaobai was a little struggling, he could only destroy a low-level demon with eight sticks now, while Ye Changqing and Ling Xian were almost all killed with one blow.
Time slowed down, the photo in Jiang Xiaobai's hand became more and more sharp, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
The four of them pushed forward unhurriedly, leaving a layer of corpses of low-level demons in their passes, and the others quickly discovered the abnormality here, and looked at them one after another, a flash of surprise flashed on their tired faces.
"Okay, Xiao Ling, you go for Xiao Qing!"
Mo Qingxue ignored the gazes of others and said in an unquestionable tone.
Ye Changqing just wanted to refute, but the two cold eyes looked at him, and he turned sideways in fright, and quickly changed places with Ling Xi.
"Hey......
Ling Sin smiled smugly and winked at Ye Changqing as if showing off.
"Xiao Ling, fight hard, big brother rest for a while!"
"Uh......"
Ling Xi's face was stunned, and he groaned, and the Xuan Silk in his hand turned into a silver ray, reaping the life of the low-level demons, and the degree of the four of them couldn't help but speed up a little.
Jiang Xiaobai on the left can already keep up, and it is getting easier and easier, now he only needs five sticks to kill a low-level demon.
A pair of cold eyes looked at this side, Mo Qingxue turned around and smiled, as if he didn't notice the other party's malice.
"Who's that emaciated boy in front right?"
Mo Qingxue asked in a low voice.
"Yang Hong of the Yin Yang Sect. ”
Jiang Xiaobai glanced at it and said coldly.
"There's a chance to kill him!"
Mo Qingxue said coldly.
Jiang Xiaobai's body trembled, but he still nodded.
"Xiao Ling, hurry up, why are you so slow!"
Mo Qingxue looked at Ling Xi in front of him and said.
"Oh!"
Ling Xian dragged a long voice, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.
"Hurry up!"
"Why are you still so slow, don't you see that there are still many people in front of us?"
......
Ling Sin's bald head was full of sweat, and he kept rushing forward, and he saw that Jiang Xiaobai could kill a low-level demon with every three sticks, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but look forward to the battle skill of the ghost dart.
"Huh?"
Mo Qingxue saw a shadow in the distance, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"Xiao Ling, you go to the left and change to Xiaobai!"
"I'd better do it!"
Ling Xi glanced at Jiang Xiaobai and said worriedly.
"Come here!"
Mo Qingxue Yu put his hand on Ling Xian's shoulder, pulled it back slightly, and at the same time swung out a sword, the low-level demons that surged in front of him were empty, and in this gap, Jiang Xiaobai flashed to the front.
"Tai Chi stick!"
Jiang Xiaobai drank lightly.
So, where the four of them were, it became a rolling chariot, strangling the surging low-level demons, faster and faster, and faintly, it became a green light that shot into this black torrent.
A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Qingxue's eyes, Ye Changqing's war hammer became more and more excited, Ling Xian laughed, with a momentum of giving up on others, their small group, there were no shortcomings.