Wu Hao glanced at the silver mirror and saw that there were many green dots on the red line, so he no longer hesitated and rushed to the place where the red line was.

On the way, Wu Hao looked through a few storage bags one by one, and it was not a big gain, it was a few hundred spirit stones, a few low-level magic weapons, and some commonly used items.

But this is also normal, after all, the average monk is not very rich.

Wu Hao didn't care about this, and looked at the small mirror and thought to himself.

"There are a lot of green dots on the silver mirror, and they can observe each other's positions, Qingyunmen's move is ruthless, obviously wanting everyone to fight, no matter what the process is, as long as they can survive, they are qualified. ”

Thinking of this in his heart, Wu Hao closely observed his surroundings, and once a green dot approached, he would have to make plans early.

Fortunately, most people don't know how many people there are on the other side because of the fog, and no one deliberately has nothing to do.

In this way, Wu Hao walked a long way alone, and he didn't meet anyone else.

However, there were a lot of demon beasts, and they were all killed one by one, and the turbulent fog was constantly fluctuating violently because of Wu Hao's thunder methods, and finally slowly calmed down.

A day later, Wu Hao stood on a tree, raising his eyes to look at the turbulent fog in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

I glanced at the silver mirror and saw that there were no green dots, and I thought, "Probably not some powerful person, right?"

But in the next moment, Wu Hao's face changed, and he looked ahead in disbelief.

The fog in front of him snapped in, leaving a large vacuum next to it.

Then countless swords overflowed, and countless big trees brushed down, and in the blink of an eye, it was a large area.

The vacuum that was originally vacated was also filled with swords, and it was full of fierce energy.

Wu Hao was startled, and an earthy yellow gold brick rose in the wind, turned into the size of a person, and blocked Wu Hao's body.

Three wisps of sword light clanged on the bricks, and the bricks made a few crisp noises and fell to the ground without a trace of spirituality.

A low-level magic weapon that had only been obtained for a short time was shattered by a few swords that overflowed, and it was conceivable how powerful the sword in the center of the battle was.

However, these swords have not disappeared, and flowers bloom in the void, no matter how sharp these swords are, they always stand against the wind.

Wu Hao looked at this scene in surprise, and many thoughts came to his heart in an instant.

Immediately, two figures appeared vaguely, and under the fierce battle between the two, the mist rolled upside down, and the surrounding dust was flying, which was actually terrifying.

Wu Hao dodged and hid in a tree, retracted his breath, and a white bead appeared in his hand, hoping to avoid the scan.

Through the gaps in the staggered leaves, Wu Hao saw two figures, a man and a woman, quickly fighting.

On one side were countless sword qi shining, and on the other side were blooming flowers and green grasses, intertwined with each other.

The sword aura is like a man, constantly cutting off flowers and plants, but the flowers and plants are blown and born by the spring breeze, and they are a large piece in the blink of an eye.

With a finger in the woman's hand, petals and leaves flew out from between her fingers, spiraling forward in circles, and the sword qi she touched collapsed one by one, and she came to the man in an instant.

The man's eyes froze, his hands folded, and he made a strange handprint, and then spread outward, and a small white sword slammed through the void and slashed at the spiraling flowers and leaves.

The little sword swam into the sea like a dragon, and it was poured into it violently, and the flowers and leaves were broken layer by layer, turning into light feathers, but the little sword was also weakened, and it fell apart before coming to the girl.

The little sword was not a physical object, but a magic.

The two were more than ten meters apart, and they stopped and looked at each other.

These two people are none other than the boy in black and the girl in green.

I saw that the young man was dressed in black and carried a long sword behind his back, so I couldn't see any use, but often this kind of utensils that were not put into the storage bag were very powerful.

But the girl had black hair like a waterfall, draped on her back, hanging down to her straight hips, with a pair of bare feet, and an ankle was tied to her ankles, and where she stood, flowers and leaves bloomed.

At this time, both of them showed a fierce battle intent in their eyes, and their eyes were full of flames when they looked at each other.

The young man stood tall, his hands tied behind his back, a black dress set off his heroic posture, the broken hair on his forehead swayed in the wind, and a pair of sharp eyes looked at the girl tightly, with a resolute face.

The girl touched her hair with her little hands, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but there was not the slightest intention of fighting on her face.

However, both of them had their own scruples, and after confronting each other for a while, they said a few polite words and gave up.

After the young man in black left, the girl looked at a big tree, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and pointed with a finger.

Wisps of petals drifted past, and in an instant they approached the tree.

As soon as the white bone magic weapon in Wu Hao's hand came out, he waved at the petals, shattering layer by layer.

The girl looked at Wu Hao's figure, smiling unabated, her thumb and middle finger were connected together, and a shower of flower rain fell on Wu Hao's side, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a circle of flower ropes and bound towards Wu Hao.

The red glow in Wu Hao's eyes flowed, and he was about to touch the runes in the dantian, but the ghost head flashed with purple meaning.

A purple mist rose up, and the flowers and leaves withered and turned into light feathers.

A purple figure landed beside Wu Hao, looking at the green-clothed girl opposite.

"Hua Ruoyue, what do you mean by this?"

The person who came was Su Xiaoqi, who looked at the girl opposite with a frown at this time.

"Hua Ruoyue?"

Wu Hao was shocked when he heard this, isn't this the first few people mentioned in the Qingyun Sect disciple Yu Jian?

"It turned out to be Sister Su, I don't know what your relationship is with this fellow Daoist?"

Hua Ruoyue looked at Wu Hao and the two with a playful expression, and said something funny.

A hint of chill flashed in Su Xiaoqi's eyes, but he didn't have a seizure, he snorted coldly and didn't answer.

This is not the first time that the two women have met in the forest, and they have already competed with each other, but they are only on point, and there is no winner or loser.

Seeing this, the girl in green also knew that it was fruitless, so she glanced at Wu Hao from afar, and then smiled at the two and walked away.

Wu Hao withdrew his gaze from Hua Ruoyue, who was far away, and glanced at the girl standing in front of him, and felt a sense of gratitude in his heart.

As if sensing Wu Hao's gaze, Su Xiaoqi turned around and looked at Wu Hao.

Wu Hao smiled bitterly at him, but he was grateful from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you Miss for your help."

The girl in purple hummed softly, but it was the same as before, full of coldness.

The two walked for a long time, and a little green light appeared in the silver mirror in Wu Hao's hand, and they were quickly approaching the two.

Wu Hao told Su Xiaoqi about it, but he was also dutiful.

Su Xiaoqi did not have this kind of artifact, but relied on the stone plate to find a way out, which was not as convenient as Wu Hao.

Su Xiaoqi glanced at the silver mirror in Wu Hao's hand, and saw that a green dot came quickly, his face was cold, and he was waiting quietly here.

said that the group of people who came from the other side were led by the monk surnamed Jiao and the monk surnamed Chen, who were killed by Su Xiaoqi's grandfather and grandson that day.

After the two escaped by chance, they each dodged, and when they saw that no one was chasing them, they rushed towards the Qingyun Mountain Range.

Fortunately, as a family monk, he had some spirit stones, and he repurchased magic weapons and participated in the trial, and he also survived the heart refining pass.

Then the two met in the forest, and there was a sense of sympathy for each other, so they walked together again.

Then the two of them worked together to kill a low-level demon beast, and accidentally got a silver mirror, and when they saw that there was a road map marked inside, they were all overjoyed.

With this small mirror, many monks were persuaded to follow, but most of them were people who could not be on the scene.

But even so, the two of them have done a lot of murderous things.

On this day, when I saw a green dot on the silver mirror, I was a little moved in my heart, and I quickly rushed over with a group of people.

Wu Hao and the two waited for a pillar of incense again, and the fog in front of them suddenly stirred, and a group of more than a dozen people appeared in front of Wu Hao and the two.

These people saw Su Xiaoqi at a glance, and they were all surprised by her beauty, and some evil thoughts were born in their hearts.

One of them said loudly, "Brother Chen, how about we snatch that female cultivator to play?"

After waiting for a long time without answering, some nostalgic people withdrew their naked gaze and looked towards the monk surnamed Chen.

found that the monk surnamed Chen and the monk surnamed Jiao both looked at the girl with a frightened face, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

The monk surnamed Chen turned pale, slapped the man, and carefully apologized to Su Xiaoqi, "Miss, this person doesn't have long eyes, and he has offended a lot, please bear with me." ”

The chill in Su Xiaoqi's eyes was cold and scary, and the murderous aura in his body did not converge for half a minute, and he said coldly, "Kill yourself"!

The monk surnamed Chen had a chill in his eyes, and he saw that the monk surnamed Jiao was also cold, after all, it was not an exaggeration to say that the two of them were nine deaths last time, and they hated Su Xiaoqi and the two of them very much, especially now that the old man is no longer there, even if this woman is powerful, it is not without a hard fight.

Greet your subordinates, and you have to go up in circles.

The corners of Su Xiaoqi's mouth rose slightly, and his delicate face was full of mockery.

"Clouds Fall on the Sun"

Su Xiaoqi thought silently in his heart, the law in his hand was constantly changing, and layers of purple mist filled his body, and the white mist around him was even more elegant.

But I saw a trace of purple light shooting out from the purple mist, and the spells and spells that flew over, after being hit by the purple light, all trembled, fell uncontrollably, and the crowd behind them vomited blood and retreated.

Under one blow, Su Xiaoqi actually defeated everyone, and the gap between the two was so big that the number of people could not make up for it at all.

The monk surnamed Jiao chuckled in his heart, but he ignored everyone and took the lead in escaping.

The last time this person escaped from the hands of the girl in purple, would it be staged again?

The girl in purple didn't hear it, the law in her hand never stopped, and there was a slight murmur in her mouth.

After an instant, he slammed his hand and slashed.

The purple mist behind him dispersed, and a round of purple sun rose, shining out ten thousand purple rays, and everyone's faces were condensed, and they fell to the ground one after another, their faces were stiff, their eyes widened, their pupils narrowed, and their deaths were extremely strange.

Wu Hao was also surprised when he saw it on the side, what kind of means is this, it is too terrifying!

Wu Hao saw that although Su Xiaoqi was pale, he was by no means damaged, let alone injured.

The Divine Consciousness swept at everyone, and found that everyone's physical bodies were intact, and when they swept inward, the Sea of Divine Consciousness turned into nothingness, not to mention the Spiritual Sense, even the Sea of Divine Consciousness no longer existed!

Su Xiaoqi got up and glanced at everyone, and his face was not abnormal, but Wu Hao found that this woman's fingers trembled slightly, and said in his heart, "This woman is definitely not so calm as she looks, but she is not as merciful as she was at the beginning." ”

Wu Hao saw Su Xiaoqi walking alone, ignoring the storage bags left by everyone, and smiled bitterly.

Wu Hao quickly took away all kinds of valuable things, put them in a storage bag, and handed them to Su Xiaoqi.

Su Xiaoqi just swept it lightly, and accepted it without saying much.

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