When Wang An and Xiao Ruoli were about to cast a spell and fly over this strange inky river, several black whirlwinds suddenly shot out in the distance.

"Whoosh!"

The aura dissipated, and the people who came turned out to be all the Flying Rats.

Of the five people, two of them are cultivators who have completed the transformation of the gods, and the two of them are in the early stage of refining the void, and the leader has reached the peak of the middle stage of refining the void.

"Hehe, there are Terran monks here. "The Flying Rat Clan, led by me, stared at me Wang An and Xiao Ruoli, and smiled maliciously.

"Boy, hand over the storage bag, and get out of here!" the man said suddenly.

A powerful spiritual pressure from the mid-stage cultivator of the Void Refining Void suddenly fell on Wang An and Xiao Ruoli.

"Haha, is this place not your Flying Rat Clan's fault? As soon as you come here, you will be driven away for no reason, and there are few people who are friends with affection?" Wang An showed a smile on his face, but there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

"Hmph, you are openly robbing in broad daylight, and you really deserve to be a rat clan, doing some shady things. Xiao Ruoli also scolded with disgust.

"Big brother, why are you talking so much to these two ants, throw them directly into this river, and try what danger this river is. The other Void Refining Cultivator glanced at Wang An and the others impatiently, his face was ferocious, and his murderous aura was rolling all over him.

When the rest of the people heard Xiao Ruoli's words, they all looked embarrassed, like a thief who had stolen goods.

"Since you two are obsessed, then don't blame me for being ruthless. A trace of murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the Flying Rat Clan in the middle stage of refining, and he said indifferently.

"Ling Huxuan and Ling Hunuo went to take them down for me, they are really little ghosts who don't cry when they don't see the coffin. ”

As soon as the words of the Flying Rats in the middle stage of refining fell, the remaining two Void Refining Cultivators fled together and pounced directly towards Wang An and Xiao Ruoli.

These two people didn't even sacrifice the magic weapon, but just ran the magic trick, urged the power of the law, and attacked with their bare hands.

"Lili, there is just a practitioner here, you go and give it a try. Wang An said to Xiao Ruoli with a smile, as if he didn't sense the majestic spiritual pressure tumbling in the air at all.

Xiao Ruoli has not yet gone through the fighting method since he was promoted to refining the void, this time seeing the Flying Rat Clan suddenly provoking, Wang An was happy in his heart, and he was faintly interested in looking forward to it, which made the monks of the Flying Rat Clan look full of doubts.

"The Terrans are weak, and sure enough, a little Flying Rat Clan actually saw the Terrans and drove them away like a dog. Wang An said with some emotion, and the momentum on his body was rising.

The eight-colored halo lingered around his body, a fierce sword intent rose to the sky, the power of the eight laws was mighty, and the thin aura in the air was stirred up at once, forming a faint eight-color halo, flowing towards Wang An.

At this time, a strong aura that was not weaker than that of a cultivator in the middle stage of refining rose into the sky, and terrifying qi waves rolled and surged, spreading out to all sides.

The wind was blowing and the dust was flying.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, the ink-black river, under Wang An's terrifying aura, did not cause a single ripple, and it was very weird, like the legendary Nine Shades of Heavy Water, and it was easy to turn over the waves at all.

"Boom!"

Since at the same time, Xiao Ruoli's body suddenly erupted with a strange cold force of the earth, and the snowflakes flew in the void for no reason, beautiful and dreamy.

"Whew!"

Xiao Ruoli was a little away from his fingers, and a flying sword that was as clear as white jade, lingering with a layer of white halo, suddenly appeared in the air, bursts of sword intent shot vertically and horizontally, piercing through the sky.

The faces of the two Void Refining Cultivators of the Flying Rat Clan changed slightly, and they took the lead in surrounding Xiao Ruoli.

"Khooth!"

"Hmph, your opponent is me. Wang An sneered, and a vast coercion fell directly on one of them.

"Slip away, little dragon, let's slip away. Xiao Jin shook his head, his eyes rolled slightly, a burst of golden light flashed on his body, and he directly left Wang An's shoulder with Xiaolong.

At this time, everyone paid attention to the fighting method, and no one noticed the strangeness of Wang An's two spirit beasts with strange breaths.

"Hmph, since you want to die, then I'll send you on your way today. The cultivator who was stopped by Wang An was wearing a yellow robe, short in stature, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said to Wang An with a disdainful face.

"Whew!"

Wang An opened his mouth and sprayed, and the Eight Desolation Sword shot out, dripping and turning to form a three-foot Qingfeng and falling into his hand.

"Take me a sword first. Wang An laughed, threw the flying sword, and frantically absorbed the eight-series aura in the void.

As the sword trick in Wang An's hand moved, the flying sword let out a buzzing sound, like a child who let out a happy laugh.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the sword intent is indestructible, and a chill that penetrates deep into the bone marrow fills the air.

The flying sword was divided into eight, and the Dao sword shadow was swayed in the void, forming a sword world with sword qi vertical and horizontal, and sword shadows heavy.

The spiritual pressure is rolling, and the sharp qi seems to be able to easily cut through every inch of space.

"Eight swords in one!"

Wang An pointed his fingers, and let out a low roar from his mouth, the eight-colored sword shadow suddenly merged together, and a flying sword the size of a thousand zhang was suspended in the air, and the void shook.

"Go!"

The flying sword rumbled at the head of the Flying Rat Clan's monk with a thunderous momentum.

The spiritual pressure was vast, the heavens and the earth changed color, the law of the sword lingered, and a shuddering aura emanated from the sword, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

"No, you're actually a mid-stage cultivator. ”

The Flying Rat Clan, who was fighting with Wang An, suddenly felt a chill coming out of his heart, and there was a faint undetailed premonition of falling.

"Linghunuo, hurry up and get out of the way, you are not this person's opponent. The mid-stage cultivator of the Flying Rat Clan, who had always been calm and relaxed, had his pupils shrunk, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It's too late, it's too soon!

I saw that the mid-stage cultivator slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a three-inch square strange beast skin appeared in his hand.

As he recited the words in his mouth, the power of the laws between heaven and earth surged, and the yellow wind was blowing, and this mysterious animal skin flew into the air in a flash, and it unexpectedly merged between heaven and earth, forming a yellow and dim world.

"Boom!"

When Wang An's Eight Desolation Sword was about to fall on Ling Hunuo's body, a piece of rune-flickering animal skin appeared to block the flying sword.

It was like slashing on a mountain, and a rebounding force made Wang An's blood roll.

There seems to be a mysterious Dao rhyme on the animal skin, which directly imprisons this space and drives all the forces around it.

The sword qi flew away, and the afterglow rolled, falling on Ling Hunuo's body, still making him fly out upside down in an instant, his clothes were ragged, and terrifying scars suddenly appeared on his body, bloodstained, and he looked embarrassed.

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