It was a small bare island with sparse vegetation. It looked gray, with almost no aura. The island is not very large, "you can see the end at a glance", and "in the middle of a reef" is built a simple thatched house. "On a rock where the waves crash against it, sat cross-legged an old man in ragged clothes with disheveled hair.

I saw a fishing rod on his lap, and his eyes were demented, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The droplets of water that hit the rocks and splashed up his face were "also unconscious."

Now the Nether Nine is waiting more than a hundred feet away. And the thunder is draped all over the body, quietly suspended not far from it. The brow couldn't help but furrow. The old man "doesn't seem to have recovered from the blow." In his state, I am afraid that the purpose of this trip will be frustrated. Fortunately, Lei Dong didn't have much hope for this trip, if this person could help him refine, it would be good. If it really doesn't work, if you have the opportunity, let the sect's Fei Dan give her wings to Wanyan, and let her go to the sect's refining master to refine it. Of course, the latter will be more troublesome. After all, what "I want" is to increase my escape speed in this war, and "strive to live until the war ends." It's pure luck.

It is precisely because of this mind that Lei Dong's mood can be regarded as relaxed. He arched his hand and said loudly: "Senior Wang" is a disciple of the Battle Hall of the Yin Sha Sect, and he wants to ask his predecessor to help refine a spiritual weapon. ”

Wang Lei was still sitting in a demented state, without the slightest reaction. As if the arrival of Lei Dong "has nothing to do with whether he is talking or not."

Lei Dong shook his head slowly, secretly thinking in his heart that this person was already dead. I can't help but feel some pity and sympathy for him. He no longer insisted on "arching his hand again" and said respectfully: "Since the seniors are unwilling, the juniors will leave first." With that, he turned around and flew back.

"Stop. Wang Lei, who seemed to have dementia, suddenly shouted violently, and raised his hand to point towards Lei. The cyan finger strength was like an incomparably sharp sword light, as fast as lightning and majestic.

Originally, Lei Dong was extremely cautious. I was afraid that Wang Lei would be insane and would attack people for no reason, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense to provoke him. If you are willing, you will be willing, and if you are not willing, you will not be willing. Unexpectedly, "I politely said a few words, and this person stepped out. His mind "observed" everything.

His heart was tight, and the black qi around his body surged, and the blood energy in the blood-colored cloak was wildly poured into the chalk of the body. The figure turned into a faint shadow, and the black gas was tumbling, mixed with bursts of red mist, like a fierce and bloodthirsty ghost. When the speed exploded, "in the blink of an eye, it jumped several feet to the side, and was able to avoid the sword." At the same time, "Lei Dong's figure also spun in mid-air" and faced Wang Lei head-on.

The reason why he didn't run was that Gain sensed that Zhang Heng had already driven the Nether Nine to arrive, and he would soon be able to reach it more than a hundred zhang away. Two very powerful monks in the foundation building period" plus a Nether Nine, even if they can't deal with this unreasonable old monster, it will be easy to retreat smoothly. If you run with your back to him, you can get on the boat faster, "but it's hard to dodge his attacks." Lei Dong is confident, with his own strength, as well as many good treasures, it is certain that he can't beat Brother Jindan, but he can still do it if he persists for a while.

"Hmph, blood-colored cloak. Wang Lei must have known about the Netherworld Nine waiting on the side, but he didn't even glance at it. After saying a word, he sneered again: "It's quite fast to hide, otherwise try to pick up a few fingers from me." ”

"The old man surnamed Wang is immortal", don't be ashamed. Zhang Heng didn't expect it, "This old immortal knew that there was a powerful Netherworld Nine by his side. But he still dared to make a move against Lei" couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Even the disciples of the Battle Hall of the Yin Demon Sect dare to make a casual move, believe it or not, I will call someone to destroy you immediately?"

Lei Dong had another idea at this time, and when this person was talking about the blood-colored cloak, the expression on his face obviously changed slightly, as if some pride flashed. He waved his hand at Zhang Heng and said, "Brother Zhang, don't do it first, let me communicate with Senior Wang a few more words." ”

Zhang Heng quickly parked the Netherworld Nine not far from Lei Dong, and the main cannon of the Netherfire slowly rotated, as if he wanted to give Wang Lei a sense of oppression, so that he did not dare to act rashly. Who would have thought, Wang Lei actually had a different taste in his heart. Since he didn't care about the world, he lived in seclusion on this small island. At the beginning, there were still many people with peerless treasures and prepared all kinds of refining materials, and came to him to refine some spiritual weapons. One by one, they were respectful to him and flattered him in every possible way. He used all kinds of vicious and humiliating ways to "drive people away." It seems that this is the only way to "reduce the depression and sadness that has accumulated in my heart a little." Over time, "no one is coming anymore." ,

Now, "a disciple of the Yin Sha Sect has come." Wang Lei still wants to enjoy being flattered and comforted by him in various ways. And then very perverted to reject him in his own way, making him fall into despair. Who knows" This disciple of the Yin Sha Sect only said two words and turned away, which immediately made him feel embarrassed and angry. Moreover, before he left, there was pity and sympathy in his eyes. This "made him extremely unhappy and humiliated." Secretly thinking that he hadn't had time to humiliate him, he had humiliated himself in advance. It is also because of this that there was the previous scene.

"Senior Wang, "You refined the blood-colored cloak?" Lei Dong asked with a little curiosity.

...... Hmph, "Although Wang Lei is arrogant, he is actually a little afraid of the Yin Demon Sect. Especially the Netherworld Battleship, Wang Lei was quite clear about his power. But at the mention of the blood-colored cloak, the pride on his face flashed again. This cloak combines speed and defense, and neither of them is inferior to a normal top-grade spiritual weapon" is really Wang Lei's great love. So "when he saw the blood-colored cloak, he was very surprised. Well, I remembered a lot of the past.

Looking at his expression, Lei Dong understood. I didn't feel sincere and praised it: ", the praise of others for the predecessors is really not exaggerated. This blood-colored cloak is very good, and Lei is very comfortable to use. ”

Wang Lei's stinky face was slightly soothed. But he still snorted weirdly: "Don't think that you can make a fool of yourself, and you are a disciple of the Battle Hall of the Yin Demon Sect, I will help you refine the weapon, save it." ”，

"In that case, why didn't the seniors let Lei go?" Lei Dong chuckled: "Could it be that the seniors want to keep the juniors as guests?"

"Good boy, sharp teeth. Wang Lei's old face froze, and he was a little embarrassed and angry: "If you can take my ten sword fingers," I am interested in hearing what you want to refine. ”，

"Ten fingers?", Lei Dong pondered for a moment, if it was according to the finger just now.

Be prepared, and it shouldn't be a problem. But he still asked first: "I wonder if the younger generation can use the puppet "ghost servants and other things outside the body to resist?",

"Okay, no matter what you use, as long as you resist my ten fingers. Wang Lei sneered: "I just heard what you want to refin, if the materials and refining things are garbage" Wang Mou didn't bother to pay attention to you. ”

Lei Dong pondered for a while, adjusted his state, and operated the Netherworld Ghost Qi to the extreme. But it didn't spread the ghost qi outwards endlessly. Instead, with an extremely dense density, it was condensed on his side. In this way, "the thunder shook the whole person, and he was completely wrapped in a cloud of extremely rich black qi", and the "divine thoughts" who were slightly worse "couldn't see his location at all." After putting on a Xuanyin shield for himself, he felt that it was almost over, so he said, "Senior Wang can start." ”，

"Old ghost, if you dare to point out half a finger more, don't blame Zhang's Dark Fire main cannon for being ruthless. Zhang Heng was also a little worried, that Wang Lei was a Jindan monk, "And he is a Jindan monk who has been famous for a long time." I had to warn him to keep him from giving it his all too hard. can be regarded as two people with Lei Dong, one sings with a red face and the other sings with a white face.

Wang Lei stared at the Nether Nine with great dissatisfaction, and said with a cold face: ", the kid surnamed Lei, don't blame me for dying. As soon as the words fell, his fingers pressed in the void.

A cyan finger was like a sharp sword, piercing thunder. It's more than a step faster than the first one. Obviously, "the first time he was merciful to his subordinates, he didn't want to directly ask for Lei Dong's life."

Naturally, "at this time, Lei Dong is also prepared. Seeing the cyan sword shoot coming, his body burst into flames and flashed to the side. However, with the change of life, a sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Lei's mouth. The hand that didn't put it down pointed to the right, "That blue light suddenly drew an arc in the air, chasing the stab and thundering" The speed is still a few points faster.

Lei Dong didn't expect his move, and he didn't have time to dodge anymore, so he hurriedly touched the immortal shield with his divine thoughts. There was a crisp sound of the lock, "The sword qi is blocked." The bursting sword qi turned into qi and spread around the boat. Although he blocked this blow, there was a stirring and uncomfortable in the thunderous spirit. Brother Jindan, it is indeed not to be underestimated.

It is another superb spiritual weapon. Wang Lei's eyes burst with fine light, and his fingers scurried in the void. Seven or eight cyan sword qi like thunder pierced the thunder.

Lei Dong also shouted violently, and the fighting spirit was excited. The blood-colored cloak and the indestructible shield shot out in unison. In addition, the peak puppet that had been preparing for a long time also appeared in front of him, and he only needed the puppet to share some of it for himself. As for the ghost guard, Lei Dong was not summoned. After all, the eighth-order ghost guard, which is used to resist the sword qi of the Jindan monk, is still too reluctant.

At the same time, Lei moved his hand, and the red refining turned into a shocking rainbow, slashing at the two sword qi slashes. It's all done in the light of light. Sharp energy shoots everywhere. The pinnacle puppet that blocked the two qi forces flew out upside down for more than ten feet. And the thunder "uses red refining to block two, blood-colored cloak two, and immortal to block two." Although it was all blocked in an instant", it also shocked his soul like a storm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

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