Tang Xiaoguo gradually approached the porcelain bottle, the yin spirits had already been forced to retreat far away by the ghost pill, there was no barrier between her and the porcelain bottle, but she still walked forward slowly, without the slightest intention of accelerating. Jin Zhanpeng hung diagonally behind Tang Xiaoguo at a delicate distance, with no intention of reaching out to stop people, and he had no intention of reaching out to grab the porcelain vase.

Jin Zhanpeng has not lived in vain in the past hundred years, and he can see at a glance that Tang Xiaoguo is actually tempting him to make a move. Don't look at the yin spirits who have retreated now, it seems that there are only him and Tang Xiaoguo in the center of the field, but if you turn your mind a little, you will understand that those yin spirits are afraid of Tang Xiaoguo instead of him Jin Zhanpeng, if he boldly steps forward, Tang Xiaoguo will definitely have a way to restrain the breath of the pill and fall into the encirclement of the yin spirits, and by then the yin spirits will not blow up the temple? It is difficult to say whether he can get out alive from here, and what kind of porcelain bottle will he rob!

Every time Tang Xiaoguo took a step forward, her breathing was a little heavier, Jin Zhanpeng was a little disappointed that she was not fooled, but she was not surprised, this young sect master was not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance, how could he be so easy. Since Jin Zhanpeng doesn't make a move, then she is the only one who makes a move, the timeliness of the pill is limited, if she can't hurry up and grab the porcelain bottle, she can't take out the second pill but the ghost pill.

Sneaking a glance at Jin Zhanpeng, Tang Xiaoguo threw out a piece of red silk as soon as he pinched the trick, and after the red silk left his hand, he rolled towards the porcelain bottle unhurriedly. There is no doubt that this is just a temptation, the test is Jin Zhanpeng's reaction, and the test is also the reaction of the Yin spirit, God knows what earth-shattering things the Yin spirits can do to protect the porcelain vase.

The eyes of the yin spirits showed reluctance, but their bodies were motionless due to the power of the ghost pill. Jin Zhanpeng shook his head, and a frisbee spun and flew out, swinging the red silk far away. The red silk spun in the air, and then turned around and rolled towards the porcelain bottle, Jin Zhanpeng waved his hand lightly, and the frisbee made a strange turn in the air, once again stopping in front of the red silk. Tang Xiaoguo's trick suddenly changed, this time the red silk actually took the initiative to face the frisbee, and after a few entanglements, the frisbee was tightly wrapped and pulled aside.

Taking advantage of the gap, Tang Xiaoguo flew forward and grabbed the porcelain vase. Jin Zhanpeng waved his hand, and the spirit sword came out of his hand, with a dazzling silver glow, stabbing directly in front of Tang Xiaoguo. Tang Xiaoguo had already prepared, and with a light turn, he avoided the direction of the flying sword, and then accelerated his speed again, and pounced on the porcelain bottle from another angle.

Jin Zhanpeng didn't panic at all, and a few flickers of the flying sword blocked Tang Xiaoguo from advancing an inch. His cultivation is far above Tang Xiaoguo, Miss Tang's careful thinking is really a bit clumsy in his opinion, he wants to block Tang Xiaoguo without any difficulty, the only thing he is afraid of is the large group of yin spirits watching the excitement on the side.

However, the porcelain vase was close at hand, and Jin Zhanpeng's mind was also alive. He wouldn't dare if you let him take the porcelain vase under the gaze of the Yin Spirit, and it wouldn't be a joke if he got stuck inside. However, if he could borrow Tang Xiaoguo's hand to bring the porcelain vase, he would still be quite sure that he would run away with the porcelain vase.

If he can grab the porcelain vase by his own means, of course, it is better than going back to ask for help, Jin Zhanpeng is such a big person, he really doesn't want to go to his father to cry about everything, it really doesn't match his glorious image. He had no choice before, and he had to go to his father if he wanted a porcelain vase, but at this time, Tang Xiaoguo took out the ghost pill, which increased Jin Zhanpeng's risk, but also gave him the opportunity to get the porcelain vase on his own.

Sect Master Jin Shao had a plan in his heart, but his face was silent, in order not to make Tang Xiaoguo suspicious, he naturally had to act in a full set.

"Senior Sister Tang, I'm afraid you won't be able to take away what you want with this little means!" Of course, Sect Master Jin Shao's true colors in the role of the smug gentleman are vivid.

Tang Xiaoguo didn't bother to pay attention to him, thinking hard about what good things were in his bracelet.

She has a lot of things on her, and there are many of them that can be used to fight, but there are really no suitable ones that can be used to grab things.

"Let's fight first!" Miss Tang actually didn't have much confidence in fighting, she just didn't like Jin Zhanpeng's appearance.

A spirit sword roared and flew towards Jin Zhanpeng, followed by several colorful talismans.

Jin Zhanpeng took out a stick and easily blocked the flying sword, but he was a little unprepared for the talisman behind him, and hurriedly took out a shield to protect in front of him, the shield was indeed extraordinary, after a few explosions, the talisman was blocked, Jin Zhanpeng was fine, but he was a little disgraced.

"Huh, so you can't do it?" Tang Xiaoguo was a little surprised, could this Jin Shao Sect Master be a silver-like pewter spear head?

"Try this again!" Miss Tang threw the talisman addictively, and smashed a large handful of talisman on her head and face at Jin Zhanpeng.

Jin Zhanpeng was obviously panicked at this time, in Tang Xiaoguo's opinion, this Senior Brother Jin is used to being pampered, and he has no fighting talent, he can't release spells due to the rules here, so he suddenly won't be able to play, his cultivation is not low, but this adaptability ......

If he could cast a spell, with Jin Zhanpeng's cultivation, resisting these second-order talismans was a matter of shield, but now he couldn't release the shield, and he just didn't have a suitable defensive spiritual weapon, or he pretended not to have a suitable spiritual weapon, and the scene was suddenly embarrassing.

Sect Master Jin Shao was staggered left and right, blocking most of the talismans, but he was inevitably approached by a few fish that slipped through the net. Brilliant fireworks exploded, Jin Zhanpeng didn't suffer much damage, but he couldn't help but stumble, and the spiritual power in his body stagnated uncontrollably.

Jin Zhanpeng's spiritual power was not running smoothly, and the spirit sword that was blocking Tang Xiaoguo over there dimmed, but it was still struggling to support it, but it was the frisbee-shaped spirit weapon he released first, which he really couldn't take care of at this time.

Jin Zhanpeng's frisbee was out of control, and Tang Xiaoguo immediately felt that the red silk was unloaded.

"Good chance!"

Tang Xiaoguo's eyes lit up, and while avoiding the entangled spirit sword, he controlled the red silk to throw away the frisbee, and lightly rolled up the half-arm-high porcelain bottle, found a gap and flew back to her.

Tang Xiaoguo smiled, and reached out to catch the porcelain vase, when suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger crossed his heart!

"Fooled!" Tang Xiaoguo's heart rose to realization: "This thing is too insidious!"

I saw that the originally dim spirit sword instantly emitted extreme brilliance, and slashed towards her forehead with huge power. After enduring it for a long time, the young sect master finally showed his true ability, and this powerful sword with his suppressed anger blocked all the space in front of Tang Xiaoguo.

Tang Xiaoguo looked at the coming of the sword, and she knew that she couldn't take it, there was no way ahead, and retreating was the only choice. However, once you retreat, it is equivalent to giving the porcelain vase to others. Of course she didn't believe that Jin Zhanpeng really dared to cut off this sword, but she wouldn't use her head to bet on Jin Zhanpeng's control, people have already left a way for you behind, what do you want if you don't return it?

Retreat!

Tang Xiaoguo had to retreat, but the spirit sword was unforgiving, forcing her to retreat again and again, Tang Xiaoguo was unwilling, and still tried her best to control the red silk to roll up the porcelain bottle in front of her, hoping that after the spirit sword stopped attacking, she still had a chance to get the porcelain bottle, but at this time, she saw Jin Zhanpeng brushing by her with the corners of his ugly mouth.

Jin Zhanpeng stretched out his hand to grab the porcelain vase, Tang Xiaoguo would not let go willingly, and tried his best to manipulate the red silk to hide aside. Jin Zhanpeng failed to catch the porcelain vase, but he caught a corner of the red silk, the smile on his face was still the same, and his spiritual power turned slightly, directly erasing the connection between Tang Xiaoguo and the red silk.

The red silk is just a red silk when it loses control, even if it is a spiritual weapon, it still can't wrap the porcelain bottle anymore, and can only watch the bottle fall off and fall towards the ground. Jin Zhanpeng was only two steps away from where the porcelain vase had fallen, and he took two steps forward dexterously, and his probe hand grabbed the bottle again.

Tang Xiaoguo had been forced by the spirit sword to withdraw a few feet away, and he was no longer powerless to stop Jin Zhanpeng, so he had to resort to the last move with hatred. Her body suddenly burst out with a golden light several times that of before, and all the remaining energy of the Ghost Pill was stimulated by her.

The light flickered, and the yin spirits who had been hiding far away let out a painful howl, and when they came back to their senses, they found that the energy that had been terrifying them had suddenly disappeared. Now the Yin Spirits opened the pot and rushed towards the place where the porcelain vase was.

Now the location of the porcelain vase was carefully designed by Jin Zhanpeng, and it was too late for the Yin Spirits to stop him.

Not only was Yin Ling too late, but there was another person who was too late, that is, Qi Sangongzi, who had been playing soy sauce. Qi Mu's cultivation in the Qi refining period was so non-existent here that he didn't join the battle Jin Zhanpeng didn't care, when Jin Zhanpeng rushed forward, he followed far behind, trying to find an opportunity, but the sudden outburst of the Jin Shao Sect Master really caught him off guard, and now there is no longer the slightest possibility to stop it.

Qi Mu sighed in his heart, it seems that this time he is going to miss the porcelain vase, in the final analysis, because he has not cultivated enough, he has successfully penetrated the enemy, but there is still no way to grasp the opportunity in his own hands.

Qi Mu watched Jin Zhanpeng's hand get closer and closer to the porcelain vase, watched Jin Zhanpeng's eyes squeeze out crow's feet, and watched another hand suddenly stretched out from the ground......

"What? Where did the hand come from!" Qi Mu was shocked, his eyes were as big as copper bells: "How can a hand stretch out on the ground?" and...... What a familiar hand!"

If memory serves, he used to hold this hand tightly a few days ago.

What a lovely hand that is!

That's a flawless hand!

But why is this hand here?

Time didn't allow him to think about it anymore, so he saw that the hand grabbed the porcelain vase before Jin Zhanpeng, and then threw the porcelain vase far away without hesitation, and the direction he threw out was coincidentally in front of our third prince Qi.