Wang Haoxuan's movement here attracted the attention of Mu Nan and the others, and as for Yelan, she had already fallen asleep behind Mu Nan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, seeing that Wang Haoxuan was just hungry, Huang Yu urged a few words, asking Mu Nan not to pay attention to these trivial matters, and at the same time took out a spirit talisman with his backhand and laid a soundproof barrier, and the two of them 'concentrated'.

After a long time, Wang Haoxuan finally finished eating all the things on the plate, and the feeling of hunger faded a lot, looking at the storage ring that belonged to Huangyue on the side, Wang Haoxuan sent it back to Huangyue.

After Huangyue's results, he smiled and asked, "Is my brother still hungry?"

"It's all right......"

Wang Haoxuan smiled apologetically, but Huang Yue took out the food in the storage ring, there were many sweets - flower cakes, maybe it was the temptation of food, but also because of hunger, Wang Haoxuan couldn't help but take it.

"Thank you!"

At this time, he no longer gobbled up, but ate slowly, thinking about the cause of hunger.

After thinking about it, the internal strength is bred by the body, and the Ning Yuan Sutra, which runs for half the night during this period, may be the reason why the body is hungry.

In the future, if you want to condense your spiritual energy for a long time, you will probably have to prepare pills to replenish your vitality, and if you can refine the pill yourself, you won't have these troubles!

Wang Haoxuan thought like this, and had some expectations for the art of alchemy, but he didn't know if he had the talent for alchemy.

Huang Yue watched Wang Haoxuan eat quietly, how many years have she been! She has never seen her brother, and she didn't have a trace of suspicion when she saw Wang Haoxuan?

In fact, she knew, she really knew that the person in front of her was not her own brother, but she didn't want to face the truth, maybe she loved her brother too much, even if Wang Haoxuan was not, she also hoped to see this familiar face.

Suddenly, the small purple gold crown on her head moved slightly, and then purple light appeared in her eyes...... Shut up.

A phoenix chirp sounded in Huang Yue's mind, and in the sea of knowledge, Huang Yue's small body looked at the purple phoenix in front of him, the phoenix cried, and Huang Yue whispered, it seemed to ...... What are the two communicating!

Wang Haoxuan looked at Huangyue, who was sitting with his eyes closed, and also cultivated cross-legged again.

In one place, a ripple appeared in the formation hidden in the void, and a small cone slowly passed through the formation, but the formation did not play a warning role, and Mu Nan and the others did not know anything.

At this moment, a small hole appeared at the tip of the small cone, and suddenly two faint rays of light flew out.

After the two people entered the formation, they turned into invisible, and Zhou Xiong and the man surnamed Liang each carried a spirit rune on their heads, standing on the side of the mountain.

Suddenly, the small cone shook violently, and in a moment it dissipated like smoke and dust.

The formation was back to normal again.

"Brother Zhou, hurry up!" The man surnamed Liang transmitted his voice to Brother Zhou, and his eyes glanced at Mu Nan and them.

Zhou Xiong nodded secretly, and took out a golden pouch from his waist, which was flickering with runes, fortunately they had the cover of spirit runes.

He held the bag in his left hand, and his right hand kept punching out runes, and the breath on the bag gradually disappeared, and with their divine sense, they couldn't find that there was a bag here, but they could still see it with the naked eye.

Zhou Xiong slowly walked towards Wang Haoxuan, behind him, constantly pulling the bag mouth bigger, as if the bag mouth could be constantly expanded, and after a while, the bag mouth more than one meter wide appeared, which had been covered.

At this moment, a phoenix roared from Huang Yue's body, and the purple gold crown suddenly flew out, instantly turning into a purple phoenix phantom, and a mouthful of purple fire spit on the golden pouch.

"Royal Phoenix Crown, damn it!Zhou Xiong, why didn't you investigate clearly!" The man surnamed Liang saw the purple phoenix phantom, and immediately angrily transmitted the message to Zhou Xiong.

Zhou Xiong was frightened, threw the pouch aside, retreated a few feet in a row, avoided the wind shadow, and said to the man surnamed Liang with a cold sweat on his face: "How did I know that this little girl could get the phoenix crown inheritance! Don't talk nonsense, you take that kid away first, I'll drag them down!"

"Humph!"

As soon as the man surnamed Liang stretched out his hand to grab it, Zhenyuan turned into a ghost claw and grabbed Wang Haoxuan.

How could Wang Haoxuan let him catch it like this, and with a flick of a few spirit runes, he turned into a flame blade and flew out, colliding with the ghost claws.

With a few loud "booms", Wang Haoxuan took the opportunity to pick up Huangyue's body and ran towards Mu Nan and them.

The changes in the formation, Mu Nan and the others had already noticed it, Mu Nan broke the enchantment with a sword, blocked behind Wang Haoxuan in a flash, and suddenly slashed down with a sword.

"Woo!"

A few ghostly voices came, and I saw a gray vial breaking through Mu Nan's sword light, rushing forward, the speed was so fast, only a blink of an eye, appeared in front of Mu Nan's eyes.

Sure enough, the strength of this foundation building monk is not comparable to Xuan Ming!

Although he thought so, Mu Nan did not hesitate at all, and immediately let go of the Fengyan Sword, pinched out three seals with both hands, and at the same time sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the sword.

Suddenly, the Wind Flame Sword let out a "roar!", like a dragon's groan, and the blue and red light moved, blocking the gray vial.

Seeing this, Mu Nan did not stop moving, he still quickly pinched his hands, muttered a spell in his mouth, and suddenly pointed at the Fengyan Sword: "Transform!"

"Zheng Zheng!"

The blue and red sword shone brightly, and the sword body was revealed, and it bent strangely, slamming the gray vial away.

At the same time, cracks appeared in the body of the sword, increasing continuously, as if like scales, and once again let out a roar like a dragon's roar, and a blue-red dragon as long as a sword stood in the air.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Liang seemed to have expected Mu Nan's methods, smiled cruelly, patted the pitch-black pouch on his waist, and a skeleton emitting pale flames crawled out, and after a few strange screams, he jumped into the air and bit the blue and red dragon.

At this time, the gray vial rotated in the air, and then flashed back to the hand of the man surnamed Liang, he held the bottle, and suddenly scattered, a cloud of gray liquid was like a sharp arrow, and instantly turned into a gray light and rushed towards Wang Haoxuan.

Wang Haoxuan had already put Huangyue next to Huangyu, who was still chanting a spell to urge the demon bell, there was a throbbing in his divine sense, he recited the incantation without looking back, his hands also changed his handprints quickly, and he waved his hand back, and a fireball the size of a skull 'stabbed' in front of the gray liquid.

However, the fireball dissipated after only one breath, and the gray liquid suddenly rushed in, forming a huge net, trying to trap them.

At the right time, there were several loud noises of 'dong dong', and one after another sound waves diffused, and the giant net seemed to be suppressed in some way, and it actually let out a piercing scream, emitting wisps of gray smoke, and flew back into the gray vial.

"Damn! Zhou Xiong, you have to make up for my loss this time!" The man surnamed Liang trembled his hands and swallowed the vial into his abdomen, looking at the small bell fluttering in Huangyu's hand with blood-red eyes.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Huangyu's mouth, holding the demon bell in his left hand, looking at the man surnamed Liang proudly, and slowly walking towards him, but his right hand was tightly clenched in the sleeve robe, and drops of blood crawled on his fist.