The fireball was falling, and Wenren Jingling's figure was suddenly submerged in it, just if he wanted to kill Wenren Jingling, it was impossible, if this was the case, then he would not be wronged if he died, and Ye Chen and the others would not take him to Baicao Garden.

The talisman is a talisman after all, and when it is gone, after a burst of fireballs landed, Wenren Jingling's figure emerged intact, and in his hand he held a broken umbrella, and the hand was broken because this umbrella seemed to be made of rags, and it was not woven from a whole piece of umbrella cloth like other umbrellas, but it was like an umbrella used by beggars, but it blocked the powerful fireball rain.

The moment the fireball rain disappeared, the middle-aged man had just escaped from a distance of 100 zhang, and in his opinion, even if he didn't die, he would have to shed his skin, it was a high-level talisman at the bottom of the box, which he had spent tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones to reach at the auction, and it was more than enough to deal with a monk of the same level, and his attack power was something he had to avoid.

But in the next moment, the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost, because his spiritual sense had been observing the place where the talisman had disappeared, but when the fireball rain disappeared, there was actually a person standing in the place without any damage.

How could this be, how could he have dodged this powerful attack.

That talisman is indeed powerful, and it can indeed deal with the god-transforming monks, but that refers to ordinary god-transforming monks, and Wenren Jingling is not an ordinary god-transforming monk, although his cultivation is only in the early stage of god-transformation, it can definitely win against the upper and middle stages.

"Wenren, you kid also has been smashed by someone, your broken umbrella shouldn't have been made by you collecting hundreds of bed cloths, it's really a shame for your identity, hahaha!" He Yisheng, who rushed over, saw Wen Ren Jingling with an ugly face, and couldn't help but seize the opportunity and immediately fought back.

"Shut up! It's not your fault that I'm going to wipe your ass, it's really troublesome! Wen Ren Jingling was obviously a little angry, and his eyes narrowed when he saw the middle-aged man in front of him.

The next moment, his face was no longer angry, but showed a faint smile, only to see his image take a step forward, somehow, when he reappeared, he had already come behind the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had been observing Wenren Jingling's situation, and as soon as he saw it disappear, he knew that it was not good, and his reaction was extremely fast, and a white light mask immediately appeared on his body to cover it.

This is just the beginning, the middle-aged man did not stop the movements in his hand, but took out his magic weapon and attacked Wenren Jingling at the same time as releasing the light mask, his plan is very simple is to attack against attack, if you defend yourself, you can use this to escape, if you don't defend yourself, you can resist Wenren Jingling's attack, and Wenren Jingling will definitely die on the spot.

For the attack of the middle-aged man, Wen Ren Jingling didn't seem to see it, but just waved the folding fan in his hand.

But this gentle movement seemed silent, and it didn't seem to have the slightest power, just a gentle shaking of the folding fan.

But the next moment, the middle-aged man who thought he had succeeded in his plan suddenly stiffened, and then his eyes widened, and his face looked incredulous.

It slowly lowered its head and looked at its lower abdomen, where a hole with the size of a bowl appeared at some point, and a trace of black blood was coming out of it.

"Impossible!" After saying these three words, the middle-aged man fell to the ground with black eyes, and he couldn't die anymore, and he didn't even escape from Yuanying.

From hearing that Jingling made a move, to the end of the time of only a few breaths, it can be seen that he really moved the real fire, and the shot was a killing move, without the slightest drag.

Ye Chen, who was observing the situation on the side, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this, and secretly assessed Wenren Jingling's strength.

This Wen Ren Jing Ling, usually looks like a hanger, but his magical powers are really terrifying, from the appearance to the killing of this red-faced old man, but the instantaneous kung fu, it is not an exaggeration to say that the second kill, even if he shoots himself, it is nothing more than that, and the umbrella and fan, it is definitely a strange treasure, no, it should be an imitation of the spirit treasure, it may be a spirit treasure of Tongtian.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is really merciful, and he didn't let him suffer much, which is good!" Master Lying Eyebrow, with a compassionate look on his face, but Ye Chen saw it very clearly, this old guy's pupils were shrunk when he looked at Wenren Jingling just now, and he was obviously very jealous of Wenren Jingling, it was no wonder that even if he had a trace of blood, he was not Wenren Jingling's opponent, and he was beaten by him.

However, this is also relative, the two did not use their ability to press the bottom of the box, if the means are together, no one knows who will kill the deer in the end.

From the two of them to the end of the matter is only a matter of moments, but the three god stage cultivators, two fell, and the remaining one, the situation is not much better, although he did not fall at this time, but the whole person is wrapped in countless petals, if you look carefully, you will find that which petals are, clearly a sharp blade as thin as a cicada's wings, exuding a different kind of brilliance under the sunlight.

This person's face was full of horror, and he had to take a breath, mobilizing the pure spiritual power that he had cultivated for thousands of years, wanting to make a last fight and break out of the encirclement.

But how could Xiao Mo give him such an opportunity, seeing that Wen Ren Jingling and they had already solved the opponent, she didn't keep her hand anymore, and rushed to the flower basket.

The petals, which were as thin as cicada's wings, spun up like a winch.

"No, I surrender." Seeing that not only did he not break through, but the situation was even worse, the surrounded Avatar Monk's face turned pale, and he wanted to ask for mercy.

But it was too late, and before he could finish his words, it turned into a rain of blood, falling from the sky and spilling down on the earth.

The result was the same as the other two, and even Yuan Ying died on the spot without escaping.

And this scene happened to be clearly seen by the five people who rushed from afar, but they couldn't do anything, and a few people rushed to Ye Chen and a few people without hesitation with monstrous anger, without any fear of killing the monks of the same level because Xiao Mo raised his hand.

Ye Chen touched his chin and looked at the five people rushing in the distance with a look of surprise, how did the last monk fall, the five people in the distance should have seen it clearly, but they still rushed over, could it be said that these people are very strong?

Just as Ye Chen was thinking, the Lying Mei Master who was standing not far in front of him couldn't help but sigh, and pronounced the Buddha's name to the people below, and then recited the Sutra of the Past Life, intending to surpass these unjustly killed souls and wish them an early ascent to Elysium.

For this old monk, Ye Chen scoffed, it was really a cat crying mouse fake compassion, everyone is dead, but you are here to exceed, whining and mourning.

Although Ye Chen thought so in his heart, he looked at the five people who came quietly and waited quietly without moving on his face.

As for Wen Ren Jingling, he slowly walked towards Xiao Mo with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time gently shook the folding fan in his hand, as if the murder just now had nothing to do with him at all, he was just a handsome guy who came here to pick up girls.

Xiao Mo saw Wenren Jingling walking towards her, with a hint of crying and laughing on the corner of her mouth, I am afraid that even she admires Wenren Jingling, this product is a piece of gummies, as long as there is time, she will not let go of the opportunity to flirt with beautiful women.

On the other hand, He Yisheng's face was not so good, looking at Wenren Jingling walking towards Xiao Mo as if he was nothing, the murderous aura on his body rose to the sky, glaring at two eyes, but his murderous aura was not against Wenren Jingling, but against the five people who were about to come.

In the face of a crisis, Ye Chen's five people are still unanimous with the outside world, and they are not afraid of the five incarnated god cultivators who are coming, if they add the three just now, it may be a little troublesome, but now there are only five, one for each person, it is a breeze.

After only a few breaths of effort, the five Mo family's Immortal Transformation Stage cultivators came to the opposite side of Ye Chen and the others.

The leader is a big man with a figure no less than He Yisheng, with a tiger on his back, wearing a beast skin, completely dressed as a savage, looking at a mace on his shoulder, looking at the barbs on it, flashing with a trace of cold light, but his face is a little ugly, even full of evil spirit.

Behind him stood four young people in their thirties, and the clothes they wore were a little different from the three Avatar Monks just now, but all black and white, which was not the point, the point was that the appearance of several people was very similar, like quadruplets.

The cultivation of the Great Han is in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, and the four people behind him are the cultivators of the early stage of the transformation of the gods.