Ji Kang walked out of the stone room, and many people in the passage were also walking out, and they had to go outside the cave to see what was going on. Most of them were pale as paper, and there was anger in their eyes. When the voice came, most of the people in the cave were cultivating, which really disturbed their cultivation. This is a big taboo in practice, and until they walked out of the cave, many people's breath was still restless, and a few of them even had a little red on their mouths, and they had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The eyes of these wounded men were fierce, and there was even more anger burning inside. It's just that they don't know who made such a big move, and they can still restrain themselves for a while.

When everyone came to the outside of the cave, they saw two people, one tall and one short, standing on the flat ground between the caves. Under the sunlight, which dyed everything red, it was impossible to see the color of the two men's clothes. But the texture of the long shirt they wore was delicate and soft, far from being comparable to the coarse cotton clothes worn by Ji Kang. And the pattern is complex and exquisite, looking at the style, it is somewhat similar to the cheongsam worn by Lang Shangji.

Seeing the clothes of the two of them, he began to guess that the identities of these two people were likely to be the same as Lang Shangsi, and they were both outer disciples of the Tianyan Sect. Almost at the same time as recognizing the identities of the two, those monks who were originally indignant because their cultivation was disturbed hide their anger one after another.

Two outer disciples, one of them is extremely slender and has handsome facial features, but his expression always exudes a proud and gloomy aura, and when he looks at him, there is always a feeling of cold wind piercing his face. He looked at the people who came out of the cave, and saw in their various changes in their expressions from slight anger to panic, and let out an extremely disdainful snort.

The shorter monk was actually only slightly shorter than the average person, but his round belly, thick limbs, and the fact that he was as tall as a bamboo pole standing next to him gave the illusion that he was five short statures. His face is quite thoughtful, especially his eyes are always watery, as if he is about to shed tears at any time, which makes people feel pitiful. But he always grinned from time to time, shaking his head slightly and scanning the surroundings, like a fat-headed puppet with a spring on its neck, which was terrifying.

The tall and short men stood in the middle of the flat ground, as if waiting for someone, ignoring the crowd gathered outside the entrance of the cave. After waiting for a while, the tall monk was already a little impatient, raised his leg and stomped on the ground, and made a huge sound like a tsunami, and everyone around him clearly felt his body jumping up and down with the ground under his feet, and even raised a wave of air like a sea wave, rolling red dust, tumbling and rolling away in all directions.

Only then did they realize that the loud noise that had led them out of the cave had been made by the tall monk in front of them.

Lang Shangji walked out of his dwelling, just in time to encounter the oncoming wind and sand, and without seeing him make any movement, the dust in the sky parted to both sides, unable to enter the three feet outside of him, as if hitting an invisible wall.

The tall monk was waiting for Lang Shangsi, and when he saw him appear, he took two steps forward, pointed at Qin Wu, who was sitting in the distance and couldn't move, and sneered: "Why are you still keeping this waste? If it were me, I would have thrown him away to feed the skeletons." ”

Lang Shangji sneered, stood ten feet away from the two of them, and said in a hoarse and cold voice like a poisonous snake spitting letters: "When you are broken one day, I don't mind keeping you and him as waste." ”

Qin Wu was despised and humiliated by the tall monk, and he was still scolding, but when he heard that Lang Shangsi wanted the other party to be his companion, he immediately smiled: "Okay, quickly break his dog's leg and let him talk to me all day long." ”

The tall monk was furious, and stomped lightly under his feet, and Qin Wu, who was still laughing, was suddenly knocked out by an invisible force and flew out directly.

A smile appeared on Lang Shangsi's cold face, and he said in a dumb voice: "Why did you make him stunned, it's rare that he can say a word, why don't you let him say a few more words." ”

After stuning Qin Wu, the tall monk was still furious, and shouted: "Lang Shangsi, why don't you pretend to be a turtle today?" I still want to smash your turtle shell and bury you alive in it." ”

Lang Shangsi ignored him anymore, looked at the short monk standing behind him, and said in a hoarse and cold voice like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter: "Ma Zhongsheng, you know all day long that you are playing this kind of trick, it is better to fight with me openly." ”

As he spoke, the short monk known as Ma Zhongsheng finally stopped shaking his head, showed a sincere smile on his face, and said lightly: "In this dog's day, how can there be anything above board?"

Lang Shangsi laughed for the second time, nodded and said, "That's right, let you not do disgusting things, it's just an insult to Ma Zhongsheng." ”

The tall monk suddenly stomped his foot again, but this time the target of the attack was Lang Shangji.

Lang Shangji said in his chilling voice: "You know how to stomp your feet like a shrew." As he spoke, he flicked his wide sleeves in front of him, neutralizing the invisible attack of the tall monk.

The tall monk was provoked by Lang Shangsi's words, and instead of being angry, he laughed instead, his shoulders were sunk and his stomach was closed, and his body was covered with bursts of golden light. In a world that is almost entirely red, the golden glow stands out.

There was a look of contempt in Lang Shangsi's eyes, and he sneered: "Golden Light Armor? Luo Songxian, have you cultivated your brain by cultivating immortals?" In order to kill me, it was enough to find someone to help, but I went to find Ma Zhongsheng, a pig dragon. I guess you didn't kill me this time, so he killed me first. ”

The golden light on Luo Songxian's body had gradually taken shape, turning into a golden armor covering his body, Ma Zhongsheng took a few steps back, and said calmly: "It's too late for you to sow discord now, and we won't let you go no matter what." ”

Luo Songxian's left and right fists slammed into each other's chest, and golden spiritual power poured out of his arms like a stream of water, and finally condensed into two brilliant golden translucent fists on both fists. The five bumps on the gloves are like substance, and they are extremely sharp, like five dragon claws, which is daunting.

He raised his two fists in front of his eyes, showed a hideous smile, and said viciously: "The qualification of the inner disciple is mine! Whoever robs me will die!" After speaking, he kicked a few steps in a row at his feet, and rushed towards Lang Shangji like an arrow off the string.

Lang Shangji was very energetic, and a flame shield appeared on the outer edge of his left arm in an instant, unlike Luo Songxian, who had to gather qi in advance, obviously the Dao Xing was at least a step higher. However, only six points of his spirit were used to deal with Luo Songxian, and the other four points were always condensed on Ma Zhongsheng in the distance.

Lang Shangji is proficient in fire magic, and has completed the golden light armor of Kro Songxian. In particular, Luo Songxian's spells other than the golden light armor were mostly lackluster, so Lang Shangji only used six points of strength, and he was confident that he could defeat the other party. On the contrary, Ma Zhongsheng, who was watching from a distance, made him extra vigilant.

Ma Zhongsheng's cultivation is on par with Luo Songxian, but his heart chakra is a water spirit, and the power of several water spells he uses is very considerable. Although it is not as good as Lang Shangji because of his cultivation, it is extremely troublesome to deal with.

Luo Songxian's Golden Light Armor was originally one of the most powerful techniques available to low-level monks, but he was restrained everywhere against Shanglang Shangji. Before he could rush to Lang Shangsi's side, a dusky yellow fire cloud three feet wide covered his body.

Luo Songxian raised his left hand to protect his head and face, and held his right hand at his waist to accumulate strength for the attack. He burst out of the cloud of fire, his whole body swaying with golden light. The golden light armor was scorched by the fire cloud, and although it was only for a short moment, it had become a little unstable. He rushed in front of Lang Shangji and smashed a straight fist between the opponent's chest and abdomen.

Lang Shangji sneered, and with a flick of his right hand while jumping back, an egg-sized fireball flew out.

Because the distance was so close, Luo Songxian didn't even have time to react, the fireball hit his right hand, boomed, and another stamped fire cloud rose between the two. The onlookers leaned back one after another, although Luo Songxian was protected by the golden light armor and his body was not damaged, the corners of his clothes and hair were scorched by the bursting flames, and he looked embarrassed. Lang Shangji blocked the flame shield in front of him, without any damage at all, and even used the momentum of the explosion to open up the distance between himself and the enemy again.

Luo Songxian missed the blow with one blow, and while accumulating strength again, he thought about how to deal with Lang Shangji's fire-based spell. Before he came to provoke, he had already planned how to defeat the other party, but it wasn't until after the fight that he realized that Lang Shangsi's cultivation was not only refined, but also the use of spiritual power in his body was more free, and the spell could be said to be arbitrary. Luo Songxian knew that he had miscalculated, and he couldn't defeat the other party alone, so he had to shout: "Ma Zhongsheng, don't make a move?"

Lang Shangsi's flame shield stood in front of him, and his right hand was playing with a small fireball demonstratively, causing it to bounce up and down between his five fingers, and when he heard the words, he looked at the other party coldly, and said with a smile: "If he makes a move, how can he sit and reap the profits?"

Ma Zhongsheng's expression was gloomy, he did have a heart to be a yellow bird, but he couldn't imagine that Luo Songxian was so unbearable and completely killed by the other party. He originally wanted to reply, "Didn't you tell me to only press the formation and not make a move?" But he had to defeat Lang Shangsi first, otherwise with the other party's cultivation that was obviously much higher than his, it would be impossible for him to win the qualification of an inner disciple.

Ma Zhongsheng raised his hand and charged his strength slightly, and shot an ice arrow at Lang Shangsi, and at the same time his body rushed out after him, the speed was extremely fast, not slower than Luo Songxian, who was known for his body.

Luo Songxian heard the momentum behind him, frowned slightly, and started together. His momentum was slightly outward, intentionally or unintentionally widening the distance between him and Ma Zhongsheng.

Seeing that the two of them had already made a full attack, Lang Shangji's eyes turned from contempt to sharpness, and his gaze was like two sharp blades that killed people. His expression became even colder than usual. He swung out the flame shield in his left hand and smashed it on the ground in front of Luo Songxian, exploding with a thud, turning into a sea of fire, and the Dao flames were churning and jumping, like a demon ready to devour flesh and blood.

Luo Songxian hurriedly stopped the body that was about to rush into the sea of fire, this flame was bright red with a touch of blue, obviously the heat was extremely high, not comparable to the previous dim fire cloud, but I was afraid that if I rushed in, Jin Guangkai would no longer be able to maintain it.

Blocking Luo Songxian, Lang Shangsi hit the fireball on his right hand at Ma Zhongsheng. He was not sure that he would defeat the two alone, and he planned to seriously injure one first, and then slowly deal with the other.

Compared with Luo Songxian, who is physically strong, Lang Shangsi chose to attack Ma Zhongsheng, who is difficult but relatively weak. There is another reason for making this choice, that is, attacking Ma Zhongsheng gives him extra pleasure, and it is enough for a cunning person to have him Lang Shangsi.