Xuanye had blended into the crowd at this moment, fighting with the long-haired baboon.

These baboons are no longer in the later stages of incarnation, and they are no longer in his eyes. However, the baboon king has the cultivation of the early stage of the mixed spirit, and the power of a pair of iron fists is amazing, no worse than Xuanye's spirit trick.

Although the cultivation is equal, the demon beast's physique is naturally superior to that of the human race, either with rough skin and thick flesh, or with unique talents, such as the opposite horn of Yunlu.

This baboon king is several times larger than his race in size alone, and his long black hair is smooth and shiny, and he can easily block gestures.

But Mo Lan and another person from Biyun Sect are geniuses of the Sense Sect, and they naturally have many means.

After fighting for less than a while, several combat skills were used, and it was inseparable from the battle of the baboon king.

They are not like Xuanye, who rely on the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Treasure Forging Body, and also have the bloodline and exercises of demons such as Demon Blood and Great Silence, and forcibly cross the level.

However, he has excellent resources from the sect, and he has practiced more combat skills, and he is also more proficient in the art of soul movement.

At the end of the battle, Mo Lan rushed straight up, and the long pen and ink blade in his hand burst into a strong light, turning into a battle blade several meters long and slashing into the air.

With a "boom", the baboon king fell to the ground. Another genius of Biyunmen smashed and landed on the head of the baboon king, and the blood of the slash splashed.

This blow made the baboon king almost slow down.

"Senior Brother Ning, your strength is getting better and better!" Mo Lan complimented, turned to look at the crowd again, and set his eyes on Nan Guanghong.

"How dare you compare with Senior Brother Mo Lan," Shangguan Ningpi replied with a smile, looked at Mo Lan's line of sight, and chuckled: "But there are acquaintances in the small sect?" ”

Mo Lan sneered, "I just want to see if these people are dragging their feet." ”

With that, he rushed to the baboon king again, who had already gotten up.

In another place, Genya and Nan Guanghong were in charge of sweeping the formation, disrupting the attack of the long-haired baboon and letting the rest of the people attack.

Instead, a wave of attacks led by two people was formed, and as the last long-haired baboon was killed, the baboon king also fell at this moment.

Some of them began to harvest the battlefield, but the people of the small sect were all driven away and could only watch from the sidelines.

The reason for the bald head is very clear, collect first, and finally distribute it uniformly.

Although there were some displeased words in the crowd, they finally endured it.

Advancing all the way, no less than 400 demon beasts were killed, but except for the baboon king, most of them were in the late stage of transformation.

At nightfall, the people set up camp by a stream.

Xuanye is used to sleeping in barren mountains and mountains, and he is not so particular, and plans to find a tree branch.

I had just turned around, but when I came back, I heard the sound of a quarrel, and everyone gathered around in the distance, and there seemed to be the sound of fighting.

When he got closer, he found that a person from the small sect was kneeling on the ground, his face was full of blood, his eyes were like fire, and he was staring at the bald head.

This person Xuanye remembered, his name was Wang Fei, and he was a deacon of a small sect, and he had the cultivation of the late stage of the transformation.

And that bald head, I also heard a lot of deeds along the way. His name is Luo Chong, an elder of the vassal sect of Tianlan Sect, who likes dogs and human power, and his cultivation is in the early stage of mixed spirits.

"We've also killed a lot of demon beasts, so why give us the worst materials?" Wang Fei was indignant, obviously he was fighting with his life, why did he take it badly and get less points!

Luo Chong looked disdainful, "Without us, can you break into here?" I'm afraid I don't even have the courage to enter the mountain, and that cloud deer alone is enough to stop you bunch of waste! ”

Although the people of the small sect are resentful, they know that they are weak, and if they offend the bald head, they will implicate their own sect, and they dare not come forward.

The cowardly expressions of everyone were all taken into Luo Chong's eyes, and the laughter was even more presumptuous, and he raised his foot and kicked Wang Fei to the ground. "Miscellaneous things, dare to keep them private. I don't know that the strong in this world are respected, since you are keeping up, you must abide by our rules! ”

Wang Fei was kicked out of breath, thinking that the demon crystal was obtained by fighting alone, his heart was furious, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and he fainted.

Seeing this, Luo Chong wanted to kick it again, but was blocked by a blue shadow.

"You have to spare people and spare people, or do you Tianlan Sect lack this piece of demon crystal?" Nan Guanghong said coldly.

"There is naturally no shortage of demon crystals, but if a dog is disobedient and provokes the entire dog group to be disobedient, then it is really a loss of face."

Mo Lan walked slowly under the crowd of people, glanced at the person who fainted on the ground, and then looked at Nan Guanghong, with a cold light in his eyes. "What? What do you want to be the dog? ”

Nan Guanghong silently clenched his fists, but did not answer again.

Mo Lan looked like a winner, and asked Luo Chong again: "He wants to share a little more materials?" ”

"Not only that, but he also secretly hides demon crystals!"

"Oh?" Mo Lan's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a fierceness, "Throw him into the mountains and let him fend for himself!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned pale, and when they thought of the things hidden in their arms, they all lowered their heads with a weak heart.

Only Nan Guanghong stood up, gritted his teeth and asked, "That demon crystal is what he got from killing demons himself, why can't he keep it?" ”

"Kill the demon yourself? What kind of demon did you kill? Mo Lan glanced at the people who were bowing their heads, and finally stopped at Nan Guanghong. It's up to you? Do you have the qualifications to step into this mountain range to kill demons? ”

As soon as these words came out, the people of the great sect laughed one after another, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

Xuanye frowned slightly, although this is true, only two of the small sects have the early stage of the mixed spirit, and only Nanguanghong has stepped into the middle stage of the mixed spirit, but if the big sect really can't look down on it, he won't let them follow him in the first place.

Moreover, most of the time on the road is a small sect to explore the way, and they are the most ruthless, which is somewhat a bit of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Although he doesn't want to care about this idle matter, Nan Guanghong's friend is worth making. In addition, the sect he reported is the Pen Spirit Sect, so there is no need to worry about getting into trouble. When it's really urgent, you still have to help.

At this moment, Nan Guanghong has been provoked, the two originally had a grudge, and the other party was so ruthless that he didn't take human life seriously at all, pointing at Mo Lan.

"Do you dare to fight me? Let's see if I, a person from this small sect, are qualified to step here! ”

Mo Lan hooked the corners of her mouth, as if she was in line with her heart, waved her hand to signal everyone to disperse, loosened her muscles, and took out the long pen in her hand and pointed at the other party, "This is your own death, come on!" ”

Nan Guanghong also sacrificed a blue long pen, drank lightly, and took the lead.

The two sides were tired for a day, and they didn't try too much, and they shot with all their might.

Nan Guanghong held a long pen in his hand, and the long sword was condensed against Mo Lan's big sword.

At the moment of the exchange, the ink marks scattered and recoiled.

Every time there was a collision, the wind shook the trees and the mountains and forests shook.

The two fought each other in melee combat, and then separated, casting the spirit trick.

The blue and blue lights lit up at the same time, turning into rainbows and rushing towards each other.

There was an explosion, a radiant light, and a powerful force blasted a large hole in the ground.

After the smoke and dust passed, the two fought together again.

Mo Lan didn't expect Nan Guanghong's strength to be so strong, although he was wasted today, he had already taken the pill and recovered seventy or eighty percent, so he didn't think that he would be pressed and beaten.

Now that the facts are in front of me, my heart is both shocked and angry!

He is the third son of Tianlan, the future face of Tianlan Sect, and he was pressed and beaten by a small sect! After the spread is spread, what face is there in Dongzhou?

Thinking of this, Mo Lan held his breath, then lifted the spirit yuan, and turned into a three-meter-long knife to slash into the air.

If you are sharp-eyed, you will definitely be able to recognize that it is with this trick that you will defeat the baboon king today, thus laying the foundation for victory.

As soon as this trick came out, the people of the great sect laughed, and they almost wanted to cheer for Mo Lan.

However, Nanguanghong was not in a hurry, and with a soft drink, the blue light disc swirled around his body, causing a blast of wind, turning into a blue sword, and roaring out.

The two sides shook each other, and the gravel within a radius of 100 meters shook together, like a happy elf.

As the battle situation scorched, an explosion sounded. The gravel exploded and turned into stone dust, causing everyone to retreat.

After the explosion, Mo Lan's big knife gradually showed the appearance of collapse. His pupils shook, but he was a little anxious, and his spiritual power suddenly became unstable.

As the broadsword completely collapsed, he was shaken open by a sword, but the sharp blade flew past him.

The wind was fierce, and the powerful force slammed into the ground, tearing open a deep scar five meters long.

Nan Guanghong slowly withdrew his sword momentum, and the blue clothes moved with the wind, and the victory and defeat were clear, and his face eased slightly.

However, Mo Lan was not only not grateful, but even more annoyed: "Are you looking down on me? Or do you think that you can really kill me!? ”

Nanguang Hong was silent, Tsing Yi Sect and Tianlan Sect had a bad relationship, but they had not completely torn their faces.

He just wanted to teach Mo Lan a lesson in this battle, and he didn't want to completely offend the Tianlan Sect, since the victory and defeat had been divided, he had to stop and leave.

However, Mo Lan did not give up, and the victory and defeat had been divided. Nan Guanghong could only condense Mo Feng again, and at this moment, he noticed a cold light coming from behind him.

The next moment, he was pricked in the back like a needle, and a strong pain spread from his spine to his whole body.

Seeing the blade falling, Nanguang Hong couldn't care about the pain, so he could only block the blade with Mo Feng. Under the double attack, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is the image of Nanguanghong's invincibility.

But Xuanye saw it clearly, it was someone from the Dazong side who made a move and threw a hidden weapon out.

The dark weapon was drop-shaped, dark in color, hidden in the night, and quietly fell on Nanguanghong's back.

The incident happened suddenly, even if Xuanye wanted to stop it, it was too late, and now that the battle situation had changed abruptly, he could only stare closely at the group of people from the great sect in front of him.

Mo Lan, who noticed that his opponent's momentum was much weaker, didn't know that it was caused by the hidden weapon, but thought that Nan Guanghong had just fought with him, and he had already left a secret wound.

"So that's all I need!" Mo Lan thought in his heart, and immediately gritted his teeth and urged Lingyuan, and the ink blade in his hand became more and more condensed, fracturing Nanguanghong's ink feng.

"I'm not as ignorant as you, since you don't kill me, then die!"

Mo Lan smiled evilly, and the blade exploded with strong light, shattering the opponent's Mo Feng.

Nan Guanghong was also completely enraged, and silently recited the mantra, and a light veil floated on the surface of his body.

For a while, the brilliance flowed, and the blade slashed on the light yarn, but it was forcibly blocked!

"Green Wisp Secret Method!" Mo Lan exclaimed, he didn't expect Nan Guanghong to have this hand, and hurriedly retreated.

Unexpectedly, Nan Guanghong's aura changed greatly, with anger in his eyes, he chased in front of Mo Lan, and pressed on the opponent's chest with a punch.

The strong force shook it away, and as soon as it landed, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Mo Lan was declining again, Luo Chong sacrificed the small cone again, but suddenly his body trembled, and his face changed sharply.

After a moment of froze, his face turned delicately red, and he kept teasing the person next to him with his hand, and his mouth made a low coquettish sound.

"Come on, little lady~ take off your clothes quickly~ hehe!"

"Luo Laogui, are you complaining! Die far away! ”

Luo Chong doesn't care so much, the big man in front of him has already become a shy little lady in his brain, not only up and down, but also breathing more and more heavily, as if he can't control the blood in his body at any time!

Xuanye saw it in his eyes, and sighed at the power of the fox, it was really scary, and at the same time, he was extremely satisfied with the Bailie Needle that had been refined, and it must be of great use in the future!