Seeing this scene, even if the bald middle-aged man was stupid, he knew that in the case of Taiur's backlash, even if he handed over the Hanming Xingtie now, there was no possibility of protecting the family disciples, and even he himself could not save his life, so he immediately gritted his teeth, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

This talisman is two fingers wide, one finger long, and the whole body is pale yellow, in addition to a few mysterious anomalous runes engraved on it, there is also a lifelike bird pattern, which is not an ordinary commodity at a glance.

Indeed, this talisman was obtained by the bald middle-aged man who explored a monument back then, and it was his last hole card in the box, which originally relied on, and he was completely sure of escaping, but now that it has been hit hard, this hole card seems to have become less reliable, because the three Jindan monks will definitely not watch him activate this talisman.

Sure enough, just as the talisman began to shine, a slight sound of "whoosh-whoosh-" came from the sky, and at the same time, the bandit leader wearing a hat also fled, flying towards him, apparently trying to melee combat.

On the other side, the Jindan nun also gave up the slow activation of the Burning Sun Hammer, and used a whip-like top-level magic weapon to whip him fiercely.

Taiur's body flashed with blood, and he surrounded him with one turning into three, and the three figures couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false, and it seemed that they had made a lot of progress over the years.

Just when the three of them were besieging at the same time, the fighting below also began, and after only a few dozen breaths, the sound of the battle stopped abruptly, because the number of Jiuli bandits was too huge, and the morale was high, and it was simply a devastating situation.

And I have to say that the bald middle-aged man is cocooned and self-bound, and the formation that originally surrounded Xingxing Gorge has become the biggest obstacle for the family disciples to escape at this time, and they can't break out, and the number of people is not comparable to the Jiuli bandits, and some people in despair simply close their eyes and wait for death.

After more than half an hour, the originally bustling Xingxing Gorge was completely crowded, and only two people remained.

"Wan Daoyou, why don't you kill them together? You are not afraid of that Jindan monk......" The female cultivator looked surprised, she didn't believe that the man in front of her was really a person who kept his promise.

"Kill, you don't know my old friend, he is not a stupid person, since he dares to rebel against the water, and is so calm, he must have a means to escape!" Wan Qingping took off his hat and said busily.

"You have also seen that when it comes to our kind of cultivation, even killing a dying person, plus the three of them joining forces takes a lot of effort, how sure can you and I kill him?"

Gen Jingluo thought for a moment and nodded, indeed, if it wasn't for the Mumba monk who used a secret technique, he would have almost let the bald middle-aged man escape.

"And it's not good for us to turn the other cheek with Taiur, since it's not beneficial, we might as well keep cooperating!" Wan Qingping said with a mysterious face.

"Cooperation?" Gen Jingluo looked at him in surprise, this time the anti-water is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and he can still cooperate?

A hundred miles away from the Star Gorge, more than forty monks flew slowly, and it was the search team that had withdrawn from the Star Gorge, and Taiur and Altay were at the back of the team.

"Senior brother......" Altay, who wanted to speak several times, finally mustered up the courage and asked what he had been holding all the way.

Taiur seemed to know what he was going to say: "Let me ask you, is our organization more powerful than the noble monks?"

"Naturally, the aristocracy is powerful!" Altay said angrily.

"Isn't that the end of it, Wan Qingping's gang are all noble monks, relatively speaking, it can be regarded as a favor for us, why can't we cooperate?" Taiur put his hands behind his back and looked indifferent.

"But they are Jiuli people after all!" Altay was still a little unacceptable, especially the person who cooperated with Wan Qingping.

"Hehe, Jiuli people! Let me ask you, can the Jiuli people pose a threat to us? No, they can't from ancient times to the present, because their sparse population determines this! Therefore, for the Mumba grassland, the aristocracy is the greatest danger!"

"From now on, I will not only reveal the information of the Elders' encirclement and suppression of them to them, but I will even send some monks in the organization to join them!" Speaking of this, Taiur's face turned ruthless: "Eliminate as many nobles as possible, and when we launch a big event, the less resistance there will be!"

Altay seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he was still a little worried and pointed to the monk flying in front of him and said: "Senior brother, there are not only our people in the search team, but also centrists, and even a few ...... from noble backgrounds."

p > Taiur glanced up and smiled: "Hehe, don't worry, even our organization will have a lot of monks later......"

After a quarter and a quarter of an hour, the procession stopped to rest, while Theur stood in the middle and said something, when suddenly there was a hum from the crowd, as if someone was objecting.

Immediately, several monks flashed on their bodies, as if they wanted to escape, but in the face of Taiur, the Jindan monk, they were finally subdued one by one and tied up.

Then Teur pointed out some of the monks who looked uneasy, and pointed to the noble monks who were tied up and said something, and the monks who were pointed out looked at each other with a look of embarrassment, but when Teur sank his face and showed murderous expression......

Immediately there was a burst of screams on the grassland.

Just when Taiur forced the centrist monks to submit their votes, Wan Qingping and Gen Jingluo were smiling and carrying out the great cause of sharing the spoils.

"Wan Daoyou, are you sure to divide it like this?" After distributing the spoils, Gen Qinluo felt a little uneasy in his heart.

It's not that it's too little, on the contrary, what was given to her greatly exceeded expectations, except for the piece of cold star iron and more than four thousand spirit stones, Wan Qingping actually gave her all the two magic weapons of the bald old man, which couldn't help but make Gen Qinluo, who was familiar with the character of the man in front of him, feel uneasy.

"What's the matter, it's too hot to take it?"

"It's a little! this doesn't fit the character of Daoyou!" Gen Jingluo said half-truthfully, and after speaking, he looked at the man in front of him intently, hoping to see through his true thoughts.

"Haha!" Hearing this, Wan Qingping laughed a few times: "Just take it, in the future, I will cooperate with my old friend to rob the Mumba nobles, maybe I will encounter some hard stubble, we are now tied together, the stronger you are, the safer I am!"

Hearing this explanation, Gen Jingluo nodded, then relieved his mind a little, glanced at the man in front of him charmingly, and happily put away the magic weapon.

Wan Qingping smiled secretly in his heart, in fact, the main reason was that since he had the Qingying Needle, the magic weapons forbidden by the four and five Tiangang were not included in his words at all, for him, the key was to get the Han Ming Star Iron, because the Han Ming Star Iron was a cold material, which could be used to make a hook for fishing ghost face fish.