Jun Xuyao made a move, since the golden light had been caught by the woman in purple, he had no intention of continuing to rob it.

However, Jun Xuyao didn't grab it, and the others didn't think so, almost at the same time that the woman in purple grabbed the golden light, several monks rushed towards her.

The purple-clothed woman looked calm, and a momentum of Yuanying seventh-layer cultivation erupted from her, and among the first-layer monks, there were very few Yuanying seventh-layer cultivators.

Two of the several monks who rushed towards the purple-clothed woman immediately retreated, and it was obvious that in the face of the purple-clothed woman with the seventh-layer cultivation of the Yuan Infant, some of them had already begun to retreat.

Although these two people retreated, there were still three people who continued to rush towards the woman in purple, and the cultivation of these three people could not be hidden at all under Jun Xuyao's powerful divine sense.

Two of the three of them are the cultivation of the fifth layer of the Yuan Infant, and one is the sixth layer of the Yuan Baby, even if the woman in purple has the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Yuan Baby, it is impossible for these three to join forces.

The woman in purple obviously knew this, and her face immediately became gloomy, it was impossible for her to give up the golden light in her hand, and from this golden light, she could feel a mysterious power.

This mysterious power, even with her cultivation, cannot penetrate in a short period of time.

"Hand over your stuff, or you'll die. The sixth-layer monk who rushed to the front landed not far in front of the purple-clothed woman, and said lightly.

While the sixth-layer monk of Yuanying was speaking, the other two monks of the fifth layer of Yuanying also surrounded the purple-clothed woman.

However, the surrounding monks quickly retreated, and the purple-clothed woman and the three Yuanying monks who surrounded her were already the most powerful here on the first layer.

The purple-clothed woman's face became more and more gloomy, she knew that even if she had the cultivation of the seventh layer of Yuanying, in the case of one-on-one alone, although there was no problem, if she was attacked by the three Yuanying cultivators who were not much weaker than her, she would definitely be the one who suffered.

"Origin Continent monk Ni Wucai, please help all the Taoist friends of the Origin Continent, Ni Wucai must be grateful. The woman in purple hugged her fists around her and said loudly in a sincere tone.

Now she had to ask for help from all around, hoping that someone would be willing to help her.

However, what made Ni Wucai's heart cold was that no one stood up at all, and even if there were monks from the Origin Continent around, they would not take the initiative to help Ni Wucai.

The golden light has already fallen into the hands of Ni Wucai, if he comes out to help, what benefit can he get, since there is no benefit, and he has to take a huge risk, even if he is also a monk from the Origin Continent, who would help for a stranger?

Zilong Changkong turned his head and glanced at Jun Xuyao, Jun Xuyao naturally understood what Zilong Changkong meant, but he didn't mean to make a move, although this Ni Wucai was a monk from the Origin Continent, when he asked others to make a move, not only did he not offer any reward, but he used his identity as the Origin Continent to morally kidnap others, which immediately made Jun Xuyao have no good impression of her.

Asking the monks of the Origin Continent to help, and risking their lives without saying anything, this is extremely selfish in Jun Xuyao's opinion.

In Jun Xuyao's opinion, it was already very face-saving for the monks of the Origin Continent not to follow and rob together.

"Do it!" The monk on the sixth floor of Yuanying shouted, grabbed a cyan giant axe in his hand, and the violent axe killing aura surged out, and immediately blasted towards Ni Wucai, and at the same time, a cyan axe shadow swept towards Ni Wucai.

Ni Wucai's face changed, and she quickly stepped back, and the cyan axe shadow turned into a cyan axe, slashing at Ni Wucai.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Ni Wucai, a monk of the seventh layer of the Yuan Infant, just fell behind as soon as he fought.

"This woman's strength doesn't seem to be very good. Zilong Changkong couldn't help but say.

Jun Xuyao shook his head and said, "What you see is only on the surface, this woman is definitely not so simple." ”

"Just the surface?" Zilong Changkong listened to Jun Xuyao's words, and was puzzled, in his opinion, just as soon as he fought, Ni Wucai fell behind.

Only Jun Xuyao could see that Ni Wucai was actually deliberately falling behind, she was besieged by three monks who were not much different from her own cultivation, and wanted to use her own disadvantage to make the three of them relax their vigilance.

Ni Wucai's weapon was a flying sword, and the sword rays were all over her, and no matter how the three of them attacked, it would be impossible to break through her sword defenses for a while.

In fact, Jun Xuyao did not guess wrong, Ni Wucai was indeed showing weakness to the enemy, and the three Yuanying monks teamed up to deal with her, and the other three must be made to relax their vigilance, so that she could have the possibility of turning the tables.

"Boom!" The axe and the sword constantly collided together, and a violent roar broke out, and the roar was like a muffled thunder, constantly spreading around.

Jun Xuyao's eyes froze, and he saw that the monk of the sixth layer of Yuanying suddenly rushed forward, and actually rushed into the sword of Ni Wucai.

Jun Xuyao immediately knew that this monk of the sixth layer of Yuanying should have been fooled, thinking that Ni Wucai's strength was nothing more than that, Ni Wucai was overjoyed, she was waiting for this opportunity, the sword light that originally surrounded her suddenly gathered, and the sharp sword intent burst out.

No, Jun Xuyao found something wrong at this time, the monk of the sixth layer of Yuanying hadn't rushed into the range of the sword at all, at least some distance away, so he stopped.

Jun Xuyao instantly understood that this sixth-layer monk of the Yuan Infant actually didn't have the neon dance color at all, but instead played the neon dance color with the plan.

Ni Wucai also understood, her face suddenly became ugly, she thought she was playing someone else, but when she got to the back, she realized that she was the one who was played.

Where can Ni Wucai stand this anger, even if she exposes her true strength, she will kill this guy of the sixth layer of the Yuan Infant, the sword intent turned into a huge sword intent vortex, and the cyan axe shadow split by the sixth layer monk of the Yuan Ying was directly crushed by the sword intent vortex.

With a cold wave of his hand, the sword light fell from the sky, and the surrounding space was suddenly filled with countless sword rays, which were like leaves blown by the breeze, and there was a sense of sadness.

"Boom!" The axe shadow and the sword light slammed together again, and this time the true yuan exploded to form a wave of qi, sweeping in all directions.

"Poof!" The monk of the sixth layer of Yuanying spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and at the same time that he was blown away by the air waves, Ni Wucai was also bombarded and retreated one after another.

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