"Hiss~ two imitations of Tongtian Lingbao!"

As soon as Mo Qing appeared, the people inside couldn't help but gasp, and said with a toothache!

Even the Xuanqu monk, who had been overjoyed to obtain a bronze treasure mirror before, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Looking at the brass stake in one hand and the cyan bone comb in the other, half of the yellow light and half of the blue light and ink green, he couldn't help but say loudly: "Senior Brother Mo, how did you do it? Didn't you say that you could only take one? Why did you get two?"

Mo Qing was also a little dizzy for a while, shook his head, and held the two spiritual weapons tightly, and at this time, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Luck, luck." ”

It was indeed a fluke, not that the light mask was so difficult to break, but that Mo Qing had the intention of collecting two pieces at the same time.

When he attacked two imitations of Tongtian Spirit Treasure at the same time, the resistance he encountered was not as great as he imagined, and he even felt that before he could use all his strength, they were broken, and then he was teleported over with two imitation Tongtian Spirit Treasures.

It felt like a hidden door, and I thought that I would not be able to knock it open with all my might, but it turned out that it didn't take much force to open it.

During the entire process of obtaining the imitation of the Tongtian Spirit Treasure, Mo Qing felt that there was a suspicion of releasing water, as if the person who had placed the spirit weapon here was expecting someone to take it away.

In the eyes of many envy, Mo Qing smiled and saluted the dustless old monk and the cold city respectively, and Niu Jiejian did not fall behind.

Wuchen asked with a smile, and after confirming that Mo Qing did not encounter any danger, he waved his hand to Mo Qing, Mo Qing was not pretentious, and came to Lin Qiuyan's side with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled, neither of them spoke, everything was in this smile.

Mo Qing raised his head and put the cyan comb in his hand into Lin Qiuyan's hand, Lin Qiuyan thought it was too precious, struggled to shirk it, didn't want it, was knocked on the head by Mo Qing raised his hand, and then became honest and obediently accepted the cyan bone comb.

Han Chengcheng coughed in a low voice and turned his gaze away, and the two smiled at each other, and became serious again.

...... Two days later, the last man finally arrived, but this guy was a little miserable and suffered a lot of injuries.

After a little healing, the crowd did not delay and got up and walked towards the back of the main hall.

There, there are two paths, one called 'Flame Road' and the other called 'Ice Valley'

Because Niu Jieshi and the old monster of the Six Paths have always had the intention of secretly joining forces, they left the Flame Road.

Because of the exercises, and after entering Bai Yujing, the things he experienced were a little weird, so Han Tilt City had no intention of seeing the other two groups of people die, so he left the 'Cold Ice Valley'

As for Wuchen, he naturally led the people of the Hanging Temple into the Cold Ice Valley.

At this time, it is not a battle of will, nor is it the time to play tricks, so he directly ignored the cold face of Han Chengcheng......

The biting cold wind howled, slashing at people like steel knives, and the white air around them was cold, and the ice wall was extremely cold and strong!

This is a passage about seventy or eighty zhang wide and four or five zhang high, and as far as the eye can see, there is only Mo Qing.

Seeing this situation, Mo Qing could only smile bitterly, your sister!

Feeling that the aura of body protection outside his body was crumbling due to the impact of the surging cold air, Mo Qing had no choice but to restrain his mind and release the red lotus karmic fire.

After carefully identifying the direction, he headed ahead.

......

"Bang!"

A soft sound suddenly sounded in the silent ice tunnel, and the body of a frost centipede with four wings the size of a palm turned black, tumbled and fell down, and before it was in the air, it had already turned into a popsicle, smashing on the hard ice below, shattering.

Mo Qing waved his hand, and a fiery red lotus flew back from two zhang away, blending into the larger lotus flower around him.

The further you go, the more powerful the monsters you encounter.

He looked at the crumbled frost centipede, and continued to rush forward while playing with the dragon-binding stake in his hand.

Six days later, there was a sound of fighting in front of him, and at the same time, there were many frost centipedes flying in the sky, Mo Qing looked at it from a distance, but it was the cold city and Lin Qiuyan, who were fighting with many frost centipedes there.

Seeing this, Mo Qing retracted his mind and also went towards the battle group......

Where the Six Dao Demon Hall was located, everything around it had turned into powder, and there was no one within a radius of more than a hundred miles.

The battle here was staggering, the darkness fell like night, and at the same time, an astonishing coercion drummed out in all directions.

"Hahaha, do you think that with your clone joining, you can resist me who is holding the sunset card to manifest the holy body?

The voice is insolent.

However, it didn't take long for the voice to become a little surprised: "Mixed Yuan Sword, this thing was actually not taken to the spirit realm by Wu Laogou?

Master Fang Zheng didn't speak, but he suddenly realized: "I see, I said, how can you willingly guard the Ten Thousand Ghost Gate for so many years......

......

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A series of fierce collisions rang out one after another, and the whole land was cracking, and the space was like a broken mirror, full of black cracks.

"Ahem......"

"You old bastard, you will be slaughtered today!

The boundless darkness dispersed, and a black figure more than ten feet tall was full of hideousness, standing in the air like a demon god, the evil aura gushed out overwhelmingly, and a pitch-black brand in his hand exuded terrifying fluctuations.

He said this fiercely, and was about to wave the sign in his hand to kill the old man who was obviously not lightly injured with a dazzling long sword below!

At this moment, a magic weapon on his body shook violently, he stopped the movement in his hand, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he snorted coldly: "These people, they are actually progressing so fast!"

With a gloomy face, he looked at the old man below who died in battle, and finally snorted coldly and fled directly from here.

"Where to go!"

Master Fang Zheng suddenly shouted angrily, and the long sword in his hand flew away like a long rainbow through the sun, but it was cut into the air. The Heavenly Demon has disappeared without a trace!

The old man withdrew his long sword and stood there with an angry face, like a statue, and his heavy battle intent rolled away in all directions.

This situation lasted for a day and a night, and he finally determined that the Heavenly Demon had indeed left!

After his face turned white for a hundred years, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and blood also spurted out of his originally intact body!