Chapter 1310: Mourning Ice Blade
Tianshu didn't know where to hide, and his mind connected to Luo Hengbodao, "The fragment is on top of this mourning yin ice blade, that small scrap the size of a palm, see it?" The ghost king couldn't pull out the knife because of this scrap, but he looked like him quickly......"
"Mourning Ice Blade?"
"That's right, it's this Extreme Yin Murder Weapon! , This extreme yin murder weapon is the treasure of ghost cultivation, old man, I guessed wrong, what he wanted to get should be this mourning yin ice knife, not this fragment of the heavenly book. I don't know who sealed this knife here, but it was found by the ghost cultivator, and this knife is no less than the role of an artifact for the ghost cultivator......"
The man in gray saw that Luo Hengbo was still not leaving, and he didn't care about the two of them, and pulled out his knife with all his might. As long as this knife is pulled out, it is easy to kill these two people, and I am afraid that these two shrimp tribes will take advantage of this gap to sneak attack him!
Abu actually wanted to do this, and he didn't need to pay too much attention to dealing with high-level enemies, but he was pulled by Luo Hengbo.
"What? Awa? ”
"Be careful not to provoke him, we are no match for him, let's withdraw first......"
Luo Hengbo took out a handful of Yin Sunflower seeds and glanced at Abu, who understood and immediately understood.
"You're not going to get out yet?" The man in gray saw that the two of them had retreated, and shouted again.
Luo Hengbo's mind was almost drunk in a trance, she repeated the old plan, threw the relics in her hand towards the high-level ghost cultivator, the gray-clothed man was at the critical moment, only a little, only a little, he pulled up the mourning yin ice knife, he really didn't want to back down, so he was hit by the relics.
The relics pierced his body......
A scorching smell filled the small underground cavern.
The relics also rolled to the feet of the Mourning Yin Ice Blade, and as soon as they got close to the Mourning Yin Ice Blade, the blade couldn't help but tremble.
The man in gray roared in pain, "Damn! It turns out that you are a Terran woman who ran away from the hands of the fifth child, and today you are dead! ”
His hand was still tightly clenched on the Yin Ice Blade, refusing to give up. At this time, he hated these two Terran Xiao Xuan Kings who broke in, and he dared to destroy his good deeds, he wanted to refine the corpse oil of the two human races and light the corpse lamp!
I don't know if the knife was almost pulled out by him, or if the relics under the foot of the blade came into contact with the ice blade, causing the ice blade to tremble......
Choked, the Mourning Ice Blade was pulled out.
King Pranya threw the palm-sized piece of broken sheepskin to the ground, raised the Mourning Yin Ice Blade, looked up to the sky and roared and laughed, "Hahahahahahaha...... Unexpectedly, this king finally got my ghost clan treasure today, it's just amazing, hahahaha......"
Luo Hengbo and Abu glanced at each other, it's not good, they can't stay here for a long time.
Luo Hengbo immediately made a decision, and a handful of yin sunflower seeds were scattered.
This damage is like tickling to this ghost king, but it can make the ice cave collapse......
Taking advantage of the gap when the ice slag was flying, Luo Hengbo and Abu turned around and ran back.
The old man of Tianshu burst out with a wild laugh, "Little Hengbo, well done!" The old man has already taken advantage of the chaos to pick up the leftovers, let's go, let's go, let's go......"
I saw an afterimage rush into Luo Hengbo's body.
This is the return of the heavenly book.
Luo Hengbo looked at the fragment of the Book of Heaven in his mind, and sure enough, that piece of leftover material was also brought back.
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