The old man beside Mo Ziyu showed determination, opened his mouth immediately, and spat out a long spear.

A shot blasted out, and countless spear shadows formed a huge head of a strange beast, and swallowed it towards Ziyao Xinghe Divine Sword and Thunder Fire Sword.

"The appetite is really big, you actually want to block the two of us!"

Xiao Hei smiled, and with a wave of his little paw, the Thunder Fire Sword was bent at an incredible angle, and instantly spared the head of the strange beast.

When the old man reacted, the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur completely slashed at the spear shadow, and the terrifying power forced the old man to fight with him.

"A low-grade true artifact?"

Mo Ziyu also found the Leihuo Sword looted, and when he realized that the Leihuo Sword was only a low-grade true artifact, his eyes revealed a look of disdain.

"Give it to me!"

Mo Ziyu threw his right hand, and threw out a golden ring. This golden ring rotated continuously, and a force of swallowing and sucking gushed out of it.

"Garbage, it's just a mid-grade artifact, yet you dare to show it off in front of me, you little flame, break this rag!"

Xiao Hei sneered mercilessly, and then summoned the Jidao Fire Sword.

As soon as the Jidao Fire Sword appeared, the surrounding temperature became extremely terrifying, and even the ground, which was as solid as iron, tended to melt.

The Jidao Fire Sword slashed on the golden ring, and there was a clang sound, and the golden ring was completely shattered.

Before Mo Ziyu could even react, his dantian was pierced by a streak of blood.

Pooh!

Mo Ziyu fell to the ground, blood flowed from his abdomen, he stared at the bloody light not far away, only then realized that the bloody light was actually a blood sword.

"Master Long, how is Little Xuezi doing?"

The blood fairy came to Lei Huojian in a hurry, beat Xiao Hei's back, rubbed his legs, and said with a flattering smile.

Xiao Hei crossed his legs, nodded, and said: "Not bad, not bad, you are quite clever, next time I have a chance, I will promote you to a middle-grade true artifact."

Xuexian's spirit was shaken, and he became more courteous. At the same time, he looked at the Jidao Fire Sword floating in a daze, and his heart was full of complacency.

"This extreme fire sword is indeed powerful, but it has no humanity at all, and it doesn't know how to flatter horses. It will always be the life of a thug." Xue Xian thought to himself.

Although the blood fairy is extremely afraid of the extreme fire sword, and even fears that the extreme fire sword will threaten its position as the number one sword slave, but after a period of contact, the blood fairy found that the spirit of the extreme fire sword is like a child, Very naive, likes to lose his temper, and often makes Long Ye angry.

So Xuexian can rest assured that this extreme fire sword will compete with it, at least for now, Lord Long still thinks highly of it.

Of course, Xuexian also has a sense of crisis. The Jidao Fire Sword is too powerful, and Xiao Hei, who inherited the Thunder Fire Sword, is even more unfathomable. In addition, Zhuo Wen who has the body-eating body makes him unable to see through it.

Xuexian knew that if he couldn't catch up with these people, he might be eliminated. So it must keep improving, after all, the few people next to it are all perverts!

Xiao Hei controlled the Thunder Fire Sword, wrapped up Mo Ziyu whose dantian had been abolished, and returned to Zhuo Wen.

As for the old man, he was beheaded by Xiao Hei with the extreme fire sword.

Seeing the tragic situation of Mo Ziyu and the old man, many monks present trembled, their hearts beating, fearing that Zhuo Wen would kill them too.

Plop!

Xiao Hei threw Mo Ziyu in front of Zhuo Wen, and said, "Boy, leave this guy to you!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Hei entered the spirit ring with the Blood Immortal Sword and Extreme Fire Sword.

"What do you want?" Mo Ziyu looked at Zhuo Wen timidly and said.

Zhuo Wen pulled Mo Ziyu's spirit ring, and then swept his consciousness casually in his spirit ring, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

""The Great Method of Harvesting Yuan Yin"? This secret method can quickly improve the realm by harvesting and replenishing the Yuan Yin of a virgin woman?"

Zhuo Wen took out a jade slip and shook it in front of Moziyu. At the same time, he also found several large boxes from Moziyu's spirit ring. women's bedclothes.

Undoubtedly, Mo Ziyu should have taken these mattresses from the victimized woman and collected them as his own treasures.

Mo Ziyu's face was pale, and those twenty or so monks kneeling on the ground were all pale.

They knew that they had misunderstood before, and it was not Zhuo Wen who killed the three black-robed old men and cruelly took away the Yuan Yin of the young nun Han Han, but Mo Ziyu in front of them.

Knowing people, knowing the face but not knowing the heart, they didn't expect that Mo Ziyu was actually a well-dressed beast. On the surface, he looked well-dressed and handsome, but they didn't expect to be a lewd person who practiced such unreasonable exercises.

Think about Zhuo Wen again, he killed the black-armored monks, but he actually helped them enter the Heaven-receiving Stone in a disguised form. JrNovels.com