With Xiao Ziyang's current mana realm, it was already very easy to condense the spirit sword and spirit shield, and there was spiritual spring water to replenish the mana at any time, and three days later, the new spirit sword had been condensed.

After reforming the spirit sword and spirit shield, Xiao Ziyang was not in a hurry to leave, he picked out a silver-shining shield-shaped defensive magic weapon from the grassland monk's storage bag, the pile of high-grade magic weapons that were stacked like garbage.

The round shield magic weapon that he bought with all his money had been poked all over the pits by the black shuttle magic weapon of the grassland monk in the fighting method three days ago, and even small cracks had appeared, and it was no longer usable.

The silver shield he picked out was a gold-based magic weapon, with slightly worse defense than the round shield, but it was accompanied by a second-level spell called arc light. This spell has no attack power, but emits a dazzling silver light that can disrupt the enemy's vision.

There is another reason why Xiao Ziyang chose this magic weapon, he is already barely a formation mage, and it can be seen from the formation runes on this magic weapon that this is also a fine magic weapon from Lingxiao Palace.

The magic weapon produced by Lingxiao Palace has an advantage that Xiao Ziyang likes very much, that is, it can be controlled at will and is very smart. Moreover, he already owned a magic weapon produced by Lingxiao Palace, and it was relatively simple for him to explore and master this magic weapon.

The reason why they didn't choose that top-grade jade shield was because the complexity of the top-grade magic weapon was no longer comparable to the top-grade magic weapon. With his current level of formation, it was simply impossible to rely on his own exploration and master the use of a superb magic weapon in a short period of time.

It took him half a day to crack and master the control of the silver shield very smoothly.

Xiao Ziyang has now gathered ten black cards, and he is unwilling to continue killing. He simply clinged to the blood-colored dome and fled in the direction where Murong Ling was.

The Invisible Escape Method consumes a lot of mana, and in this bloody wasteland in a critical place, Xiao Ziyang naturally does not dare to spend too much mana. But at such a high altitude, if it shows the light, it must be very eye-catching. In the Scarlet Wasteland, eye-catching, it is synonymous with looking for death.

He had no choice but to use the invisible escape method to escape for a hundred miles, and then stop to drink the spiritual spring water to recover his mana.

It was not until noon the next day that he arrived at a distance of 100 miles from Murong Ling.

Xiao Ziyang urged the light, left the blood-colored dome, and slanted towards the lower part of the sky. As he hurried, he thought beautifully: "I already have twelve black cards in my hand, exchange for one Tsukidan, and there are two left." With his own qualifications, a foundation is enough. I don't know if Lu Dao Ling'er has hunted enough black cards, if it is not enough, she can also balance her two pieces. ”

For fear of distracting the other party in the fight, the two did not communicate with each other in the past two days.

At this moment, a rushing aura aroused Xiao Ziyang's idea.

At this time, the blood-colored wasteland, as far as his spiritual eye could reach, the mana aura emitted by the monks when they were fighting the law could be seen everywhere and everywhere. He's been surprised for a long time.

However, this spiritual light came from directly in front of him, in the direction where Murong Ling was, and looking at the distance, it was probably not bad. And looking at the aura rushing into the sky, the two sides of the fighting method clearly have no weak mana.

Xiao Ziyang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly urged the light to rush forward.

He stopped a few miles away from the fighting method, and looked from a distance, only to see three monks each urging the magic weapon, besieging a female cultivator in the middle, and the female cultivator had an open Luo umbrella magic weapon on her head, spinning non-stop, and a five-colored light curtain hung down on the edge of the umbrella, protecting her in the middle.

The female cultivator was wielding a scarred shield magic weapon, covering left and right, and obviously had no power to fight back.

The yellow light curtain emitted by the Luo umbrella is extremely defensive. Although he was hit from time to time, he did not move.

Although the distance was extremely far away, she couldn't see the face of the female cultivator clearly, but just by relying on the spiritual light above her head, Xiao Ziyang could be sure that the female cultivator was Murong Ling.

Xiao Ziyang looked at the formation in front of him, and his heart continued to sink.

Outside the distance to the land of the fighting law, the six monks stood in all directions, faintly surrounding the people who were fighting the law.

In the circle surrounded by the six people, three young men in brocade clothes stood with their hands in their hands, pointing at Murong Ling.

What made Xiao Ziyang's eyes bloodshot with anger was that these monks who besieged Murong Ling turned out to be monks from the side of the Western Liang Kingdom.

Although his heart was furious, he was not impulsive. Besieging the three Murong Ling, the magic weapons in their hands are all superb, but obviously the three of them did not urge with all their strength, it seems that they want to slowly polish Murong Ling's mana, I don't know if Lu Dao wants to capture her alive, or covets the Yunluo umbrella.

Seeing that Murong Ling would not be in danger for a while. Xiao Ziyang hid to the side, observing the enemy with his qi technique while thinking of countermeasures.

Each of these twelve monks is in the realm of cultivating warmth. The three monks who besieged Murong Ling all had profound mana, and they were extremely agile in controlling the best magic weapons in their hands, and they seemed to be at ease, and obviously their divine thoughts were also quite powerful.

The six monks on the periphery, although their mana realm is the same, they are all a cut behind those three in terms of their mellow mana and spiritual root quality.

But what frightened Xiao Ziyang the most were the three brocade-clothed monks who stood with their hands in their hands and looked very young. The mana fluctuations on each of these three people were extremely powerful, and it was obvious that they were all cultivating extremely superior exercises.

Among the three of them, except for the middle one, they were all Heavenly Spirit Root Cultivators. In Xiao Ziyang's eyes, all three of them had treasure light on their bodies, obviously wearing special magic weapons such as inner armor and jewelry, especially the monk in the middle wearing purple clothes, although the spiritual root qualification was poor, but the mana fluctuation on his body was the most vigorous, and the shining treasure light was also the most brilliant.

After observing for a while, Xiao Ziyang found that for some reason, although Murong Ling was clumsy from left to right, he did not launch a stealth spell to protect himself.

He pondered it for a moment, and then he had a plan in his mind.

Xiao Ziyang stealthily crossed the six people guarding the periphery, and slowly touched the back of the three young monks, as if he wanted to sneak attack the three of them.

Coming to a distance of more than 100 feet behind the three of them, Xiao Ziyang pressed one hand on the storage bag, as if he was about to make a move.

At this time, the purple monk in gorgeous clothes suddenly turned around, waved his hand, and a red sword light slashed towards Xiao Ziyang's hidden place. At the same time, the mouth shouted: "Get out!"

In the face of this sudden attack, Xiao Ziyang didn't even blink his eyes, as if he had expected it, and secretly shouted in his heart: "It's him!"

At the same time as the purple-clothed monk turned around, Xiao Ziyang pressed the storage bag and released the magic weapon, which was the silver shield.

While he used his shield to meet the sword light that was splitting in, he secretly pinched his hand and activated the "arc light technique" on the shield.

A brilliant silver light suddenly burst out, and the purple-clothed monk was caught off guard, and his eyes were snow-white, and he couldn't see for a while.

This person has a lot of experience in fighting methods, and under the sudden blindness of his eyes, he is not frightened, he raises his hand and pats the storage bag, and he is about to release a defensive magic weapon to protect him in front of him.

But just when his palm was still half an inch away from the storage bag, he suddenly stiffened, and the movement of his hand stopped abruptly.