Three years after Zhang Mo entered the Divine Mansion.

A Taoist priest was surrounded by three Confucian people, and the Taoist priest looked around and said with a sad smile: "You want to use the wheel war to consume my spiritual power and eventually kill people and seize treasures, but this is impossible!"

"It's not good, he's going to blow himself up!" The three Confucian people immediately retreated in horror, but it was a pity that a dazzling light had already lit up, and the monk who cultivated the strength of the eighteenth layer of qi blew himself up, even if the monk in the foundation building period encountered it, he would suffer.

After a roar, the aftermath of the Taoist priest's explosion still affected the three Confucian disciples, but the three fell from the air covered in blood, and it seemed that they had used their own means to survive.

After landing, the three of them looked at each other vigilantly, and finally separated, and after being injured, none of them wanted to get together with others.

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A member of the Ying clan was surrounded by three people dressed in different costumes, one dressed as a Taoist and wearing a cyan robe, one wearing a red and yellow robe, and the other wearing a Confucian scholar's suit, these three were Taoists, Buddhists and Confucians, and the three of them fought separately and of course colluded with each other.

"The donor should hurry up and catch it. The Buddhists took the lead in stepping forward, and his body exuded a layer of colorful glory, which made people feel awe, and at the same time gave rise to an urge to bow down.

"Brother Fa Ming's Buddha light is full of light, and he has improved a little more. ”

"Yes, this is one of the most profound exercises in Buddhism, if it weren't for the fact that he was a disciple of the Master of the Seven Precepts, I am afraid he would not have been able to practice this exercise. ”

The Taoist disciples and Confucian disciples on the side sighed together after seeing the exercises performed by Fa Ming, and at the same time, their eyes also showed a look of jealousy.

The three of them also met by accident, but because of their equal strength, no one could convince anyone, and finally decided to form a team to besiege and kill the others.

During this period, they have besieged and killed many monks of the same level, the strong ones are consumed by wheel warfare, and the weak ones are directly bombarded, and the storage bags are also filled with all kinds of treasures, this time the lone traveler they met is a member of the Win clan, although the triumvirate and the alliance will temporarily shake hands and make peace before entering the Divine Mansion, but after coming in, they take care of their own affairs, and even kill each other.

"Oh, it seems that a few of you have gained a lot in the past few years!" said the Win clan man with a slight smile, "That's fine, it looks like I'm going to have to make a lot of money." ”

Fa Ming saw that his 'Buddha's light' did not affect the other party, so he immediately took a step back and said, "Please ask the two senior brothers to make a move one by one." ”

The disciples of Daomen and Confucianism glanced at each other, and finally the disciple of Confucianism stepped forward and said, "It's better for Xiaosheng to try your strength!"

The man of the Ying clan didn't wait for the Confucian disciple to make a move, so he directly threw out a ball of thin needles and threw himself at the Confucian disciple.

This Confucian disciple was also clever, and immediately sacrificed a palm-sized inkstone, which began to rise in the wind as soon as it appeared, and eventually rose to the size of one person as high as one person and one person as wide as it was.

Then the thin needle began to pierce the inkstone intensively, and the crisp sound was endless.

Poof!

After two soft sounds, the Confucian disciple immediately covered his eyes and screamed.

The Win clansman immediately removed the needle, and at the same time stepped forward, a jet-black light flashed in his hand, and the Confucian disciple's great head was immediately thrown into the air, and then the Win clansman pulled out the Confucian disciple's waist, and a storage bag like a sachet was held in his hand.

All of this happened between lightning and flint, and Fa Ming and the other Taoist disciple couldn't react.

"You actually killed Dan Qingzi, do you know who his master is?" said the Taoist disciple with some astonishment.

"Entering here, is it useful who is the master?" said the Win clan man with disdain. "If you two want to live, you better leave the storage bag behind, and I can let you go!"

"Hmph, see the real chapter under your hands, you must have used some disgraceful means just now!" Fa Ming was naturally unwilling to give up the magic weapons and spirit stones he had obtained in the past few years, so he immediately sacrificed a crystal clear demon pestle and smashed it towards the Win clan people in front of him.

Just when Fa Ming and the Win clan were fighting fiercely, the disciple of the Dao Sect suddenly passed the sound to the Win clan with a roll of his eyes.

The Win clan paused for a moment, and then passed the sound back, and the two finally nodded to each other in approval.

Then the disciple of the Dao Sect suddenly attacked, and with a single blow of the flying sword, he stabbed the unsuspecting Fa Ming in the back to the heart.

Fa Ming, who finally reacted, glanced back at the Daomen disciples who had formed a team together these days, and said with a vicious look in his eyes: "You must be for that thing on me, but I won't let you get it for this despicable villain!"

"Oh no! He's going to blow himself up!" the Dao disciple retreated sharply in some horror.

The Win clan didn't react much, just retreated a few feet.

Rumble!

A cloud of colorful light lit up, and Faming chose to self-detonate at the last moment, and all the contents of the storage bag were destroyed by the force of his self-detonation.

There was only one thing flying in the direction of an unmanned person, and this thing was wrapped in a layer of colorful glow, and it was extremely fast.

"Chase!" the Win clan man chased in the same direction without hesitation.

That Dao disciple was naturally not willing to lag behind, but after all, he was half a beat slower.

In the direction where the treasure flew, there happened to be a young man flying in mid-air with a fiery red flying sword.

"It's been three years, and I've finally raised my strength to the realm of the eighteenth layer of Qi training, but I still need a lot of foundation building pills to prepare. The young man said to himself. "The second form of the Pangu Sword Technique has been used perfectly, and there is basically no challenge to deal with monks of the same level, even if you cross the first order, you will have the power to fight. ”

This young man is Zhang Mo who entered the Divine Mansion before, at this time, after three years of training, his momentum is better than before, and at the same time, he is completely proficient in the second style of Pangu swordsmanship, and he has also raised the pearl spirit eye to the extreme of the second layer, if you want to improve again, you need the second layer of later exercises, but this pearl spirit eye magic Zhang Mo was a remnant when he got it, at this time, Zhang Mo can only rest assured that he is in a hurry.

Hey!

Something flew in front of him! Zhang Mo, who was losing his mind, suddenly felt something breaking through the air in front of him, wrapped in colorful glow.

Take it first! Zhang Mo made a move without hesitation, the wings on his back spread, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already holding a white jade piece in a daze in mid-air.

"The kid is looking for death, put down the treasure immediately!" The Win clan member saw that someone had taken Fa Ming's treasure, and immediately shouted loudly, and at the same time shot the flying needle towards the other party.