Yang Zhi immediately softened and said: "Brother, if you have something to discuss, why bother to use a knife or a gun, what do you want, my storage bag is here, and all the soul cores in it are given to you, everyone has no grudges and no grudges to discuss." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What the hell is going on inside?"

Luo Qi stared at Yang Zhi, if it was really as he said, there were many benefits in it, why would he run out instead, this kind of thing, if it was someone else, he would like to make a fortune in a muffled voice, but he rushed out and made this matter public, such a living Lei Feng is really rare.

Facing Luo Qi's questioning, Yang Zhi's eyes rolled and said, "My injuries are too serious, and if I continue to stay inside, I will definitely encounter accidents, so I will withdraw first." ”

Yang Zhi's words sound a little reasonable, but in Luo Qi's eyes, he looked at Yang Zhi with cold eyes, the injuries on his body seemed to be tragic, but in fact, most of them were skin injuries, only the left hand was fractured, such an injury was far from being a serious injury.

"yes, since it's useless to keep you like this, just ......"

The scimitar in Luo Qi's hand gradually pressed on Yang Zhi's artery, Yang Zhi's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "Don't!" He gritted his teeth and said: "This thing is for you, is it enough for me to change my life!"

Yang Zhi said and took out a close-fitting storage bag from his arms, the storage bag was sewn under the clothes, and if you don't look for it carefully, ordinary people can't find it at all.

Opening the storage bag, Yang Zhi took out a broken scabbard from inside, "This is what I got inside, only the scabbard." ”

Luo Qi took the scabbard, the silver and simple scabbard, so that Luo Qi gave birth to a familiar feeling, this feeling, not from his memory, but a little memory attached to the wind roar inheritance, the palm of the hand, found that the delicate pattern on it hidden strange enchanted texture.

"Deal!"

Luo Qi put away the scabbard and pushed Yang Zhi away casually, maybe he is a murderer, but it doesn't mean that he has no principles, for trading, Luo Qi still values his principles very much, this may be the character he cultivated in the continuous struggle between the laboratory and those scientific researchers.

Of course, Luo Qi didn't believe Yang Zhi's words, and looked at the corridor behind him, and could vaguely hear bursts of shouts and roars, which made him even more curious about what was going on inside.

This scabbard is very special, giving him a special feeling, but now is not the time to study this thing, Luo Qi put away the scabbard, turned around and walked into the back hall, leaving only Yang Zhi sitting on the ground alone, looking miserable, he was a fourth-order, and he was robbed by a second-order, if this is known, I am afraid that he will be laughed at to death.

However, if Yang Zhi knew that before him, there had been four fourth-order masters one after another, and even Bas had died at the hands of Luo Qi, he would not have thought like this.

Behind the ruins, there is a huge temple, but the roof has been broken, and there are countless remnants of stones everywhere.

Wisps of elven breath appear and disappear in this ruin, but they are very scattered, only the few high platform broken pillars in the ruins are constantly pulling the surrounding elf qi over, gathering around the high platform, slowly converging.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion in the broken ruins, Luo Fusheng's eyes were red, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed wildly, and everyone with the strong sword pressure was out of breath.

In the sword qi, a figure is like a wild lion, and Luo Fusheng is constantly fighting, it is Wang Qiang, the two are fighting wildly and fiercely, and they are inseparable.

Suddenly, the two of them stopped at the same time, looked coldly at the people who came in behind them, their faces showed a trace of impatience, as if they didn't want to fight any longer, their figures separated, sat cross-legged on a high platform, and began to use all their means to absorb the spirit qi around them.

After Luo Qi walked in, a wisp of elven qi appeared right next to Luo Qi, and he reached out and grabbed this elven qi in his hand.

Although it was gas, it was like a spirit that had been given life in Luo Qi's hands, and at this time, Luo Qi suddenly felt a hot current coming from his arm, trying to absorb this spirit qi.

This hot current quickly swallowed up the spirit qi, and then Luo Qi could feel the joyful fluctuations that came from Xiao Mo hidden in his body.

"You want these elven breaths!"

These elven qi itself is an excellent energy, and it is the best tonic for a young dragon like Xiao Mo, after getting Xiao Mo's affirmative spiritual fluctuations, Luo Qi narrowed his eyes and quickly rushed to a high platform.

The number of high platforms is limited, Luo Fusheng and Wang Qiang each occupy one, and the rest can only be grabbed by a few people, or a temporary alliance, and three or four people can occupy a high platform.

Luo Qi's eyes flickered, his golden pupils were sharper than those of a goshawk, and with a sweep of his gaze, he immediately noticed that the speed at which these high platforms condensed the spirit qi was not the same, and the more complete they were, the faster the condensation speed.

Seeing this, Luo Qi suddenly accelerated and rushed to the high platform on the left, where were the three people on the high platform at this moment, seeing Luo Qi rushing over, the three of them changed their expressions, and hurriedly screamed: "This is what we occupied first!"

After seeing Roach's methods, the three of them didn't dare to fight against Roach at all, but the spirit of the spirit was too difficult, too rare, and if they missed this time, they might not have a chance next time in their lives, and they didn't want to give up, so the three of them joined forces to resist Roach.

It's a pity that their strength, in Luo Qi's opinion, is too weak, in the face of the three of them joining forces to resist, Luo Qi's figure is erratic and fast like a ghost, just a blink of an eye, rushed to the three of them.

The bland punch broke out in the air, and the punch had not yet arrived, but the strong wind pressure had already made the faces of the three of them change suddenly.

"Boom!"

As if they were hit by a high-speed truck, the three of them spun 360 degrees in mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, and several bones of the three were broken.

"Buzz!"

The scimitar shot out, making a gloomy sound of breaking wind in the air, and slammed it into Luo Qi's side, staring at the rest of the people with cold eyes, and the cold killing intent made everyone suddenly can't help but think of the fact that Luo Qi had tortured and killed Zhao Ming and others before, and instinctively took a step back.

Luo Qi's high-profile action made Wang Qiang and Luo Fusheng not far away couldn't help but lose a ray of essence in their eyes, but after seeing that there was only a second order on Luo Qi's ring, the expressions on their faces suddenly became strange.

Second!

How strong can a second-order kid be? Wang Qiang and Luo Fusheng naturally knew in their hearts that they were afraid that those undead in their hunting homeland would be able to make this kind of waste die ten times.

But now a second-order actually defeated three fourth-order with one punch, which is incredible, and what makes Luo Fusheng and Wang Qiang feel even more strange is that when Luo Qi pulled out the scimitar, the rest of the people around instinctively chose to retreat.

If it weren't for the two of them seeing it with their own eyes, I'm afraid they wouldn't have dared to believe what they saw.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Luo Fusheng narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised a cruel smile, full of curiosity about the man in front of him, but those who are familiar with it know that none of the people who are remembered by Luo Fusheng can get a good end.

On the side, Wang Qiang snorted coldly, ignoring this small fluctuation, his eyes were empty, and he began to absorb the spirit qi around him wholeheartedly.

Compared with Luo Fusheng and Wang Qiang, both of them have their own means to collect the qi of the surrounding elves and gather them together to devour them.

Luo Qi grabbed a wisp of elven qi in the palm of his hand, and then the palm of his hand actually cracked a small mouth and came out, inhaled slightly, and with a "sting" sound, this elf qi was swallowed by Xiao Mo.

Tasting the sweetness of the elven qi, Xiao Mo took a deep breath, and a powerful suction force gushed out from Luo Qi's palm, and the elven qi wrapped around him was quickly sucked into Xiao Mo's mouth like a small fish caught in an invisible net.

A large amount of elven qi was swallowed, and Luo Qi could feel the excitement in Xiao Mo's heart, but the elven qi condensed on a stone pillar was limited after all, and it was quickly swallowed up by Xiao Mo.

Without the spirit of the elves, Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, and this emotion also indirectly affected Luo Qi, "It's okay if you haven't eaten enough, I'll take it for you again!" Luo Qi's eyes showed cold light, standing on the high platform, like a goshawk on a cliff, looking down on its prey, suddenly Luo Qi put the scimitar in his hand, flew away, and rushed down the high platform.