"Sure enough, it's here!"

Liu Lang and Wen Huan saw Yan Shien, Mao Tianqing at the same time, Yan Shien and Mao Tianqing also saw Liu Lang, and of course, Wen Huan beside Liu Lang.

After glancing around and making sure that there was no one else in the valley, Yan Shien sneered: "I thought that our Liu Datian, with a shout, could find a few decent helpers, but I didn't expect that there was only one little fairy who relied on luck to get into the second selection." ”

"What's wrong with Xiaoxian? What's wrong with luck? If you have the ability, you can also lie down and advance to one, let me see!" Wen Huan suddenly stopped, he had just eliminated six cultivators with his own hands, his confidence had been raised, and he would no longer be afraid, and now, facing Yan Shien, there was no trace of fear.

"You?" Yan Shien was choked speechless for a while, and he was so angry that he stepped forward to teach Wen Huan a lesson.

However, he was pulled by Mao Tianqing.

"Don't be impatient!" Mao Tianqing patted Yan Shien's shoulder, and then turned to Wen Huan, "Boy, you don't think that you can still be as lucky as you were in the primary, right?"

"I really thought so. Wen Huan smiled, turned his head to Liu Lang and said, "Boss, I'm angry when I see these people, why don't you let me hack them to death!"

After witnessing the power of Liu Lang's formation, Wen Huan's name for Liu Lang had unconsciously changed.

"No hurry, no hurry!" Liu Lang shook his head.

"Why aren't you in a hurry?" Wen Huan wondered.

"These shrimp soldiers and crab generals are not enough for one dish, wait for a while, there are too many people, and they will be fried in one pot, so it will be enjoyable. Liu Lang patiently explained.

"If you say that, I will understand, these people, their strength is indeed a little worse!" Wen Huan nodded relievedly, and actually took out a white cloth, humming a little song while wiping his sword.

"Arrogant, too arrogant!" Mao Tianqing, who was described by a mortal and a little fairy as a shrimp soldier and crab general, and who had just let Yan Shien calm down a little, fried the pot himself.

As soon as his mind moved, he pulled out the natal immortal weapon, a three-pointed two-edged knife.

This three-pointed two-edged knife is about eight feet long, with a two-foot-long blade on the top and a six-foot-long handle below.

"Huh?" Seeing the three-pointed and two-edged knife, Liu Lang's eyes immediately flashed with a gleam.

"Frightened, right?" Mao Tianqing laughed, "This is a Xuan-level high-grade immortal weapon, I'm afraid you haven't seen it before, right?"

Looking at the Xuan-rank long knife in Mao Tianqing's hand, and then at the yellow-level long sword in his hand, Wen Huan suddenly showed envy, he had saved a net worth for hundreds of years, and he changed to such a sword, and as soon as people made a casual move, it was a Xuan-level immortal weapon, this is the gap!

"It's not bad. Liu Lang nodded slightly, "Send it to me!"

"Send you, your face is so big!" Mao Tianqing had seen a shameless one, but he had never seen Liu Lang so shameless, but as soon as the words fell, he found that a layer of fine gold thread appeared on the surface of the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and the next moment, the three-pointed two-edged knife was like coming to life, directly breaking free from his shackles and flying towards Liu Lang.

A second later, it fell firmly into Liu Lang's hands.

"This ......" Mao Tianqing was stunned.

Yan Shien and the others in the back also opened their mouths so wide that they could swallow eggs.

That is a natal artifact, it has already been integrated with its master, how can it easily get out of control and take the initiative to fly into the hands of others? Unless Liu Lang instantly erases the spiritual imprint on the artifact and makes it an ownerless thing, this situation can occur.

However, Mao Tianqing clearly felt that there was still a connection between himself and the three-pointed two-edged knife.

"Give it back to me!" Mao Tianqing said with a gloomy face.

The fact that the natal artifact was taken away by a mortal was a great shame for a fairyland cultivator, and he seemed to have felt the ridicule of those spectators outside the venue.

"Don't worry, I'll pay you back right away. Liu Lang smiled faintly, with a palm of his hand, he got the mutated Nanming Lihuo out, and with a shake of his hand, the mutated Nanming Lihuo was immediately entangled in the three-pointed two-edged knife, the junction of the knife head and the handle.

The mutant Nanming is already a high-level heart fire, how can it be resisted by a mere Xuan-level immortal weapon, that is, in the blink of an eye, the junction will be fused.

"Give it back to you!" Liu Lang shook his hand and threw the head of the knife to Mao Tianqing, and the handle of the knife, with a movement of his mind, was put into the dragon ball.

"Poof......" took the head of the knife, Mao Tianqing suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, first, he was angry, and secondly, the natal mystic weapon was destroyed, and it was extremely normal for the master to be counterattacked.

Of course, the backlash is only a little injured, and it is not life-threatening.

Looking down, the immortal weapon that had accompanied him for many years had become like this, Mao Tianqing was furious, and with a flick of his hand, he threw the head of the knife to the ground, and then with a movement of his mind, he took out a long sword of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank.

"There are really a lot of good things!" Seeing the quaint shape of the long sword, Liu Lang was overjoyed again, and waved lightly, the Xuanjie long sword, like the previous three-pointed two-edged knife, directly broke away from Mao Tianqing's control and flew into Liu Lang's hands.

"This ......" The hilt of the sword was lost again before it could be warmed. Mao Tianqing wants to die, and he has it.

After Liu Lang got the long sword, he took the mutant Nanming that had not yet been recovered, and directly melted the Xuan-rank long sword into three pieces, and in the end, only took a small section on the hilt, and threw the rest back to Mao Tianqing.

"If there are any other good things, take them out!" Liu Lang said with a smile.

The audience outside, including the elders of the Guiyi Immortal Sect, all looked stupid, although the Xuan-level immortal weapon was not a treasure, but it was also priceless, since Liu Lang had already used the formation to grab it, why didn't he put it away, but chose to destroy it? Isn't this a tyrannical thing?

Liu Lang seemed to be collecting materials for the refiner. At this time, Wang Tiezhu said weakly.

"Ah?" The elders of the Guiyi Immortal Sect looked at each other, if it was really like what Wang Tiezhu said, Liu Lang would be too loser, how good would it be to sell the two immortal weapons and buy refining materials.

However, before thinking of Liu Lang, everyone was relieved to easily make a sack of amethyst coins to set up the array.

Liu Lang is not bad for money.

"I'm going to kill you!" Mao Tianqing's family background was basically pressed on the immortal weapon, and now, the two weapons in his hand were destroyed by Liu Lang, and he couldn't help but be angry.

With a move of his mind, he took out another immortal artifact.

After taking it out, Mao Tianqing realized that it was wrong.

Because, this immortal weapon cannot be used as a weapon.

Mao Tianqing was about to take back the immortal weapon, and with a wave of his hand from Liu Lang's side, the immortal artifact immediately arrived in front of Liu Lang with the faintly visible golden thread.

Liu Lang looked up and down at the immortal weapon suspended in front of him, and couldn't help but show a strange look, and after a while, he raised his head and asked, "That's how you found me?"

(End of chapter)