"What turned out to be a colorful **, how could this magic weapon be in your hands? But soon he will be mine. Wang Li was shocked, but in his eyes, there was a deep expression of greed, and it was undisguised.

"Hmph, Wang Li, you seem to be too proud and arrogant, do you think you can grab the multicolored magic weapon just by you?" Leng Mu's face turned cold, and he said coldly, but the trace of killing intent in his eyes was all flowing to Wang Li.

"Don't think I don't know that you still have a helper here, but even if it comes out, what can it be. The words were not shocking, Wang Li seemed to disdain a sentence, but it completely exposed Leng Mu's hole cards, but Murong Ke and Murong Yan's eyes had already shifted, wanting to listen to Leng Mu's explanation.

"How do you know ......?" Leng Mu seemed to have been choked by someone, and as if he had been stripped naked, so his hole cards were exposed, and he didn't react, so he immediately said, although the last word was not said, but the matter was already obvious.

At the same time, Murong Ke's eyes looking at Leng Mu also underwent a subtle change, and his footsteps were slowly moving towards Murong Yan, if what Wang Li said was true, then I am afraid that their worst fate can be imagined. Therefore, Murong Ke's change is also reasonable.

"Ha Luha, Murong Ke can't think of it! From the very beginning, we have been the object of calculation. Wang Li smiled a little sarcastically. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid that they would not know the Tao until the last day, but they would have reached the moment of death.

"Hmph, since you know the way, Elder Yang, show up. Leng Mu quickly regained his composure and shouted into the dark passage outside, but there was an echo in response.

But everyone's eyes moved towards the back in unison.

In Qiankun Ding, Fan Xiaodong didn't care about the change in the situation, but at the end of the day, it was just a fight for everyone, but now it was an accident and exposed himself.

In Qiankun Ding, the corners of Fan Xiaodong's mouth pursed slightly, and a strange smile emerged, since it can't be concealed, then simply expose it, but in their conversation, Fan Xiaodong also got a message, that is, in Leng Mu's mouth, he got the monk surnamed Yang who died in his hands.

In the dark passage, the sound of footsteps sounded, and slowly the sound got closer and closer, and Fan Xiaodong's figure slowly emerged.

Everyone is not an ordinary man, since Fan Xiaodong appeared, and he did not deliberately hide his figure, so everyone naturally looked at it.

With a bland smile, Fan Xiaodong slowly walked towards everyone, the speed looked very slow, but the distance from everyone was getting closer and closer.

Seeing the "Yang Lao" in his mouth appear, Leng Mu laughed even more.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Fan Xiaodong actually changed suddenly, as if with infinite war intent, the cold god of war, suddenly appeared, Fan Xiaodong had already prepared the Zhangba snake spear in his hand.

A cold snort was in his mouth: "Fight quickly!"

No one thought that Fan Xiaodong would do it when he said it, he didn't drag the mud and water at all, and he didn't even react to Leng Mu.

Generally speaking, after the general master appears, he usually has to say some nonsense, but he didn't expect Fan Xiaodong to be unusual, and he will shoot when he says it.

"The old man is looking for death!" Wang Li, who was the closest, roared angrily, almost gritting his teeth, because after Fan Xiaodong used "Stealth Execution", his face was that of an old man. Suddenly, Wang Li's black robe flew wildly.

Like a god standing proudly, at the moment when Fan Xiaodong appeared, he clearly detected that Fan Xiaodong's cultivation was no more than the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, so he didn't see Fan Xiaodong in his eyes at all.

A finger pointed out, and shouted: "A cold finger." ”

The momentum of the tyrant is like roaring water, out of control, and the fingertips of that finger are more like a catharsis, converging into a strong energy, a current generated, shooting directly at the Zhangba snake spear that broke through the air.

"Ha Luha, the old man still wants to compete with Lao Tzu with your strength of the sixth layer of Qi training, it is simply beyond his strength. Wang Lining stood between heaven and earth, exuding a majestic momentum, and no one avoided its edge.

Even Leng Mu didn't react, the battle between the two took place in the light of calcium carbide, and by the time he reacted, he had lost a great opportunity to attack back and forth.

"What. After a while, Wang Li seemed to be struck by lightning, his eyes widened violently, and some perverted voices spit out of his mouth. "It turned out to be a spiritual weapon. "I didn't expect that a monk who practiced the sixth level of qi actually had a spiritual weapon.

And the Sky Sword, the cold finger ended in defeat completely, but because Fan Xiaodong did not use all his strength to shoot the Zhangba Snake Spear, the Zhangba Snake Spear was also knocked away.

"Leng Mu still doesn't make a move?" Fan Xiaodong's body instantly rose into the air, and as soon as his right hand was stretched, the Zhangba Snake Spear reached his right hand, and he shouted violently.

Reacting, Leng Mu didn't dare to delay, and the manual colorful ** entered the battle circle.

The use of colorful ** is completely different from the formation, it can be said that at this time, the use of cold wood ** is not at all the same as before, and the whole person has become domineering, as if there is another momentum in which colorful **, a momentum that even the holder cannot feel. A kind of demonic domineering, that feeling of not being afraid of fighting.

At this time, the colorful ** carries the five colors of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, which are reflected in the cave, but it looks weird, and there is no such colorful and beautiful feeling at all.

For a while, the three of them quickly fought together. The battle of the cultivators was terrifying, and the destructive power was also quite large.

From time to time, there was a silent roar in the cave, but it had to be said that this cave seemed to be blessed with some kind of formation, so that their ability could not be destroyed.

"Big brother, what should we do?" Murong Yan, who was standing with Murong Ke, forgot about the smiling deceased in front of him, and had some strange feelings in his heart, quickly turned around and asked Murong Ke.

Murong Ke was also conflicted in his heart at this time, glanced at the storage bag on the deceased's waist, and then at the fierce battle circle above, and made a quick decision in his heart.

The so-called good and evil are not mutually exclusive, only by uniting Leng Mu and others can they get a glimmer of life, and more importantly, the storage bag is also a hot potato at this time, I am afraid that as soon as I do it, the attack above will attack them mercilessly.

So Murong Ke made a decision to join the battle circle to deal with Wang Li.