"Intermediate runes!" Xue Wenrui and the two shouted in unison. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Xue Wenrui was deeply impressed by the middle-level talisman, this is a talisman equivalent to the power of the foundation monk, and the "Water Mirror Escape Talisman" he used at the beginning was a middle-grade talisman, and his magical power is so great that he is still deeply impressed.

Xue Wenrui didn't say a word, and immediately sacrificed the "Wolf King Shield" that had not yet had time to be sacrificed, and blocked it in front of him. Mo Jianchen also reacted quickly, and immediately took out a bead from his body and hung it above his head, and a curtain of light hung down from the bead, enveloping his whole person.

The talisman had been activated in Sun Long's hand, and with a "whoosh", it flew towards Mo Jianchen. With a "bang", the talisman touched the light curtain hanging down from the bead above Mo Jianchen's head, and it suddenly exploded, turning into a volcano with a radius of dozens of zhang and a height of nearly ten zhang, surrounding Mo Jianchen in it, burning violently. Even Xue Wenrui, who was ten zhang away, felt a kind of anxiety rushing to his face, and unconsciously retreated a few feet away.

Mo Jianchen, who was surrounded by flames, had an extremely ugly face, if it weren't for the beads on his head, he would have been burned to ashes by this flame. This bead, named "Heavenly Tiger Treasure Sun Pearl", is an extremely rare high-grade magic weapon, suspended above the head, which can keep the monk's mind clear when breaking through the realm, free from inner demons and external interference, and can also release a light curtain similar to an aura shield to play a defensive role.

It's just that defense is not its main magical power, and it takes a lot of spiritual power to exert it. Moreover, the flame adhered to the light curtain, as if it was burning spiritual power, and Mo Jianchen only felt that his spiritual power was being continuously sucked away.

Seeing Mo Jianchen's gradual decline, Xue Wenrui was extremely anxious, but in the face of the opponent in the middle stage of the Spirit Crystal Realm, he felt helpless, this cultivation was too difficult for him.

Sun Long smiled on his face, sooner or later, Mo Jianchen would run out of spiritual power and be burned to death by the flames, and Xue Wenrui, who only had the spiritual energy realm, naturally became his bag. Although that talisman is rare, the best water spirit root is even rarer, if you want to take it for auction, maybe the sky-high price of 10,000 spirit stones may be auctioned. It's just that he doesn't know much about the best Heavenly Spirit Root, if he knew that Mo Jianchen, who was burned to death by himself, was an even rarer top grade Thunder Spirit Root, I am afraid that he would regret it and hit the wall directly.

"This little friend, don't worry, I won't hurt you! You and I are both water spirit roots, and we are very destined, how about you being my disciple?" Sun Long looked at Xue Wenrui with a smile, and while letting him relax his vigilance, he quietly moved forward. He knew that the other party's feet were high-grade magic weapons, and the speed was not slow at all, if he was careless, he would really let Xue Wenrui run away.

"Oh, is it?" Xue Wenrui seemed to really believe it, and actually put away the high-grade magic weapon under his feet.

Sun Long laughed out loud: "Okay! Okay! Xiaoyou is really interesting! Sun Someone will protect your life without worry!" After saying that, he flew towards Xue Wenrui.

Xue Wenrui's mind moved, and a pair of pale green wings appeared from behind, and the phantom of a cicada enveloped his whole body.

Sun Long's footsteps immediately stopped, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "This ...... This is the magic weapon of karma! You ...... Are you a monk of the Edan Sect?"

Xue Wenrui didn't refute, just glanced at the other party coldly, this glance, although there was no coercion of the monk Jiedan, but it made Sun Long's whole body cold.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Junior, let's go...... Let's go!" Sun Long retreated a few feet, then quickly turned around and galloped away.

"Is this okay?!" Xue Wenrui looked at Sun Long's back, overjoyed, and just waited for the other party to disappear without a trace, so that he could save Mo Jianchen.

Although Mo Jianchen in the flames couldn't see the scene outside, he also knew about Sun Long's departure through his divine thoughts, so he was naturally pleasantly surprised, he knew Xue Wenrui's true cultivation, not the so-called "Jiedan Monk". Of course, he was also curious about Xue Wenrui's Heavenly Cicada Wings, Mo Mingxuan hadn't told him about it, an Aura Realm monk could have a "natal magic weapon" that was the same as that of a Jiedan monk, which was enough to surprise anyone.

Just when Xue Wenrui began to think about how to rescue Mo Jianchen. Xue Wenrui suddenly found that Sun Long flew back again.

Xue Wenrui's face changed slightly, he knew that the other party had seen through his eccentricity, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, he should have pretended to be more like him just now, since he was a monk of Jiedan, how could he let the other party leave so easily.

Just now, after Sun Long escaped hundreds of zhang, he felt that it was inappropriate, and this "Jiedan monk" was too easy to talk to, so he let himself go like this.

Second, if this monk is really a "Jiedan monk", why didn't he save his partner for so long, and when he chased himself just now, why didn't he cast a spell, if it was really a Jiedan monk, even if it was an instantaneous spell, he had to resist it with all his might;

Three, although this monk seems to have killed his companions, it took too long, and it took nearly half an hour, and the "Jiedan Monk" killed the Spirit Liquid Realm monk, and he didn't need two breaths.

Therefore, the more Sun Long thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he turned back again, but he was very measured, and stopped a hundred feet away from Xue Wenrui.

"What! you want to leave your life here?" Xue Wenrui stared at the other party with a cold expression.

Xue Wenrui's cold words made Sun Long stunned for a moment, and he hesitated in his heart: "Sun is fortunate to meet Monk Jiedan, so he naturally wants to invite him...... The juniors will teach you an instantaneous spell, so that the juniors can see it!"

Xue Wenrui saw that he was about to be exposed, but he was not in a hurry: "Are you sure you can take my move?"

Sun Long's face changed again and again, he looked at the distance between the two, and kept weighing in his heart, "If the other party is really a cultivator of the Jiedan Realm, can he take an instantaneous spell at this distance of one hundred zhang?" After hesitating for a while, he still stepped back another fifty zhang before stopping.

"Late ...... Sun is ready!" Sun Long looked solemn, calm and solemn.

Xue Wenrui took out a low-level low-grade talisman and glanced at Sun Long coldly: "If you are destroyed, why do you need to cast a spell, a low-grade low-grade talisman is enough!", it is not that he doesn't want to cast an instantaneous spell, it's just that for him in the aura realm, no spell can be instantaneous.

Xue Wenrui's words made Sun Long's originally stable heart shake again, and he looked at Xue Wenrui with an awe-inspiring appearance, "Could it be that he is really a monk of the Jiedan?" Sun Long's back was dripping with cold sweat, his whole body trembled slightly, and he wanted to turn around and leave. But the unwillingness in his heart made him grit his teeth and stay, and once again determined the distance between each other, and he had some confidence in his heart, this distance, it is said that he can take the instant move of the early stage monk.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xue Wenrui's mouth, and the spiritual power was injected into the low-level low-grade talisman, and the talisman fluttered and flew towards Sun Long, but at this speed, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like that of a Jiedan monk.

Especially after reaching Baizhang, the talisman seemed to be exhausted, and the speed was even worse. When it reached one hundred and thirty zhang, the talisman seemed to fall at any time, and when it reached Sun Long's body, the speed was no different from that of a mortal walking, as long as it was a person, he could casually grasp it in his hand.