"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the nose of the bearded man. A cold snort sounded, and the wind scythe beast's body shook slightly, and the fierce light in its eyes reappeared. Mo Chong was also like a hammer in his heart, and his eyes were clear again. While restoring clarity, Mo Chong's heart was like a stormy wave. It's just that after hearing a few words from the middle-aged man, I was distracted!? Is this the terrible nature of the Yuan Infant Monk, to such a point?

"Hmph! Don't play these little tricks. The strength of the souls of all the people present is on par with yours, who can be confused by your bewitching voice? Either hand over the things, or you will see the truth under your hands!" An old woman in Tsing Yi with a dragon head cane in her hand spoke coldly, and as she spoke, the mana on her body began to surge.

The middle-aged man sitting in the room chuckled, "Mrs. Lu's temper is still so impatient. After speaking, he flipped his palm and took out a purple light, egg-sized bead from his arms, which was the purple pearl.

Mo Chong saw the Zixiao Bead in the middle-aged man's hand, and then he suddenly realized in his heart: "Oh, it turns out that so many Yuanying Monks are here for this bead, which is not strange." Just now, the middle-aged man also mentioned Zixiao Zhu. But at that time, he used the voice of bewitchment, and Mo Chong just thought that his voice was good and wanted to be close. As for what the words said, Mo Chong didn't listen to it at all.

The eyes of everyone present were attracted by the purple bead in the middle-aged man's hand at this time. Mo Chong's eyes flashed, but he began to retreat quietly. The Wind Scythe kept staring at Mo Chong, and when it saw Mo Chong retreating, it immediately bared its teeth and let out a low roar of warning.

Mo Chong naturally didn't pay attention to it, but he retreated faster and faster, and retreated faster and faster. Finally, the mana on his body increased. Break through the air. The Wind Scythe tried to catch up. But he glanced back at his master. In the end, he still didn't chase it, but his eyes flashed with cold light staring at Mo Chong's distant escape.

Mo Chong is gone. But the competition for the purple beads in the field continues.

The middle-aged man in the room named Sikong was still sitting motionless. It was probably because of this that everyone didn't make a move, just stared at the Zixiao Pearl in his hand.

Sikong suddenly smiled and said, "Everyone, I remembered a difficult problem. There is only one purple bead. But there were five Taoist friends present. Which one should I give the Purple Sky Bead to?"

Mrs. Lu snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, if you want to sow discord, then forget it!"

The bearded man known as the yellow scales also shook his head and said, "This trick is too clever. ”

The white-bearded old man smiled and said, "Of course, the affairs of a few of us are easy to discuss. It's a commonplace. It's not that easy to get out of here. ”

Sikong Yuan smiled. This time, he stopped talking nonsense, and suddenly raised his hand, and the purple bead in his palm 'swished' and was thrown high by him.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Zixiao Zhu was out of Sikong Clan's control. The yellow light on the yellow scales first flashed, shaking away a few people beside him, and then grabbed towards Zixiaozhu. The rest of the people were not stunned and unguarded, and at the same time as the yellow light flashed on Huang Scale's body, two of them immediately flew backwards, but the white-bearded old man and Mrs. Lu grabbed Zi Xiaozhu faster than Huang Scale's movements.

In order to dodge the yellow light on the yellow scales, they retreated from the two. As soon as they saw that the other three had approached the Zixiao Bead, they immediately had two dazzling magic weapons and a black light. attacked Huang Liang and Mrs. Lu respectively. They said they wouldn't do it just now, but they immediately started to do it at this time.

The Sikong in the lower room remained motionless. When the five people above his head were entangled together, his eyes suddenly flashed. Suddenly, five fingers and one piece. The purple beads that were still rising into the air shook lightly under the five fingers of the middle-aged man. Suddenly, 'whoosh!', several times faster than when it was thrown up, flew back into Sikong's hand.

Sikong Zhi laughed and said, "Hahahaha! Do you think that Lao Tzu got Zixiao Zhu for nothing for so long? The wonder of Zixiao Zhu, Lao Tzu has already peeked into the doorway, and over time, when Lao Tzu studies it thoroughly, he will naturally settle accounts with you one by one!" Before the words were finished, Sikong Zhi had already turned into a purple streamer and broke through the air.

The faces of the five people who were fighting in the sky changed their faces. He glanced at it, stopped at the same time, and chased after Sikong Xuanguang. But what they didn't expect happened again. As soon as their bodies moved, the guest room below where they had stayed suddenly exploded with a "boom". Then, thousands of black silk threads flew out of it and wrapped around the bodies of the five people in mid-air. Although these silk threads are not very powerful, but after such a delay, several people suddenly lost their traces and could not catch up anymore.

"Hmph, what did you want to do just now!?" Seeing that he had lost the trace of Sikong Belonging, Yellow Scale immediately vented his anger on the two who attacked him.

One of them kept a calm face and did not speak. Not to be outdone, another slightly obese black-robed monk said, "What do you want to do? ”

When Huang Yan heard this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Hmph, so you are going to do something with Huang!?"

The black-robed monk didn't speak, but the mana on his body began to climb steadily. It seems that he also looks at the yellow scales unpleasantly, and he has long wanted to start a fight.

The white-bearded old man shook his head at this time and said, "You fight, I'll go first, it's really hard to find if it's late." ”

Several people were stunned when they heard this, and Huang Liang said happily: "What, did you do something on this guy just now, leaving a mark for tracking?"

The white-bearded old man shook his head and said, "No," he said, adding, "Even if there is." With all the care, how could you not find out?"

Yellow Scales had a look of disappointment on his face. The white-bearded old man said, "Let's go." Whether you can find it or not, you always have to find it. How many places can he go with that thing on him?" After speaking, regardless of the others, he turned into a ray of light and chased in the direction where Sikong disappeared.

The rest of the people glanced at it, and finally they all fled, and in the blink of an eye, there was an empty city full of dead people left.

Half a day later. A faint light cautiously appeared in the sky. Ink punch. Why did Mo Chong go and come back? Why did he finally leave, why did he run back again, did he want to take the risk and come back to see the excitement?

Of course, Mo Chong didn't come to see the excitement. His original intention was to leave the land of right and wrong early. However, after flying far away, Mo Chong's mind moved again. This city is not small. Now that the monks in the city have been slaughtered, what is on them ...... No, not just what they have, but also what they have in the shops in the city. (To be continued......)