"Hey, since you can kill Mo Gang, there is nothing to be proud of defeating me now." Chen Luo looked up at Xiao Yang and sneered. However, that smile was quite bitter.

　　 "Did you see me proud?" Xiao Yang shook his head dumbly. If he said that he still had a sense of accomplishment in defeating Mo Gang, then stepping Chen Luo under his feet would not make him feel a little turmoil.

　　 The palm of his hand was slowly raised, Xiao Yang glanced at Chen Luo, and the ice blade he was holding in his hand was facing his throat, slashing down diagonally.

　　 "Let me go, I can tell you some secrets about the rock wilderness hunting spirit group!" Feeling the icy cold air on his face, Chen Luo finally showed unconcealable panic on his face and shouted loudly.

　　 Bingblade stagnated in the air, Xiao Yang looked at Chen Luo with interest, but the soles of the feet on his chest did not move at all.

"Some time ago, Mo Cheng seemed to have discovered a treasure place. According to rumors, it was probably the tomb of a strong Lingpan, in which his lifelong treasure was placed." Chen Luo spoke extremely fast, as if he was afraid that Xiao Yang would have it. With the slightest impatience, he waved the ice blade down.

　　 "Oh, isn't it?" Xiao Yang's heart moved slightly.

　　 Lingshan is one level stronger than the spiritual master, but the gap between the two is like a gap. Even the strongest spiritual master can hardly get the slightest advantage from his hands.

　　 "Do you know where that place is?" Xiao Yang smiled, and the ice blade, which was stagnant in the air, was also taken back by him. Together with his palm, he was lost behind his body.

"Hey, of course I know, but you have to let me go first and give me half of the Spirit Gathering Fruit, otherwise even if I die, you don't want to get any news." Chen Luo sneered, holding this bargaining chip in his hand. , He didn't believe that Xiao Yang was not tempted at all.

　　 "I can't help it."

Xiao Yang raised the soles of the feet that were stepping on Chen Luo's chest, but at the moment the latter showed a smug smile on the latter's face, his arm suddenly swung down, and he fiercely shot the ice blade into his chest: "You won't die. Who cares, it's a big deal, I just go to the rocky wilderness hunting group for a while."

A triumphant smile solidified on his face. Chen Luo straightened half of his upper body and slowly fell down. His eyes were full of weirdness. He couldn't think of how Xiao Yang could be so decisive under the temptation of the tomb of the strong Lingpan. The next killer.

　　 "Good killing!" Mu Ge kicked Chen Luo's corpse a few times, his face full of cheerfulness.

"Why did you mix with them?" Xiao Yang looked at Mu Ge suspiciously. Seeing what he looked like just now, it was obvious that the Blue Blade Spirit Hunting Group had trouble dealing with them, so how could they join their team together? Siege the Golden Sword Lion?

　　 "It's a long story."

Mu Ge smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The Blue Blade Spirit Hunting Group, in fact, has long existed in name only. In order to preserve its vitality, Uncle Yue Yi completely disperse the internal members and distribute them to various small spirit hunting groups. Otherwise, they will hunt on rocks. The spirit group’s methods of action have long drove us to death."

Nodding lightly, Xiao Yang expressed his understanding. In Guyang City, when some clans were about to be extinct, in order to keep incense, some clansmen would be distributed out, as a proof of the decline, in this kind of automatic display of weakness. Under the method, you may be able to escape.

"Xiao Yang, thank you very much today. If you didn't make the move in time, I would probably be buried here. From now on, I will leave here. Since the Blue Blade Spirit Hunting Group is no longer there, I don't have to stay. Now." Mu Ge smiled bitterly, arched his hand at Xiao Yang, and was about to leave.

"Wait." Xiao Yang walked to the gathering fruit tree, took off a few spirit gathering fruits, thought for a moment, and took out an idle void stone, put all the gathering spirit fruits in, then he was satisfied. Nodding and waving his palm, the empty boundary stone crossed an arc and fell into Mu Ge's hand.

　　 "This..." Mu Ge looked at the empty boundary stone in his palm with a dry mouth.

　　 The value of the empty world stone needless to say, the average spiritualist can't afford it at all, not to mention that it contains several similarly valuable spirit gathering fruits.

"A friend, I don't have anything to give you. If you need help in the future, I can go to Guyang City. My Xiao family is there, and there is still a certain amount of weight." Xiao Yang smiled at Mu Ge He smiled, deep in his eyes, a trace of concern passed.

　　 Xiao family, after being out for so long, I don't know what the family is like now.

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 bowed his hands gratefully, and Mu Ge turned and left here. As a member of the Blue Blade Spirit Hunter, he would naturally not stay in this place without a sense of belonging.

Gently shook his head, Xiao Yang raised his palm, and put one of the spirit-gathering fruit on the spirit-gathering fruit tree into the space stone. This kind of good thing, even the spiritual master’s injury can be healed, maybe in the future. One day, it will come in handy.

"Ding!"

Sweeping back to Xiao Yang, the broken ice wings of the Yubing Butterfly have healed a lot. The body of the ice-type spirit beast is entirely made of ice. As long as it absorbs the ice-attribute aura in the air, it can heal itself~www.mtlnovel. com~ The second spiritual door opened, and Yu Bingdie was taken into it. Xiao Yang looked at the sky and turned and sank into the forest.

　　 Most of the day’s time was spent searching for the Spirit Gathering Fruit. Fortunately, the result did not disappoint him. With the help of the Spirit Gathering Fruit, the injury caused by the Ceratosaurus Rhinoceros will probably heal soon.

　　 The dusk in the forest is extremely quiet, and the night comes extremely fast, the hazy moonlight shrouds the trees, and the blowing evening breeze makes people feel refreshed.

Surrounded by a few night feather fireflies, Xiao Yang walked among the woods, frowning slightly. If Chen Luo said it was true, then Mo Cheng and the others would definitely go to the tomb. If he gets something to enhance his strength from it, Then, even the Black Scale Mountain Range will find it hard to stay.

　　 "Woo!"

　　 Just as Xiao Yang was thinking, the Chi Yan on his shoulders suddenly opened his eyes solemnly, his purple eyes staring straight ahead, and two rings of fire thorns also appeared in the air.

　　 "Who!" Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed, his palms spread out, and the sharp flying blades of crushed ice spun up rapidly.

　　 "Can you still run?"

　　 The sound like a clear spring in a valley resounded in his ears, and the corners of Xiao Yang's mouth twitched for a while, and then, behind a huge tree, a slender shadow came out slowly.

　　 Looking at the girl's cold and pretty face, Xiao Yang's scalp was a little numb, and the soles of his feet stepped back unconsciously.

　　 "Do you still want to run?" The girl's graceful figure moved, bringing up a gust of fragrant wind, and in an instant she swept in front of Xiao Yang, and her little white hand slapped him mercilessly on his chest.

　　 "Puff!"

　　 There was a sharp pain in his chest, and Xiao Yang's face was suddenly flushed with a touch of unhealthy ruddy, a mouthful of blood, spit out from his mouth, and then splashed on the ground shockingly.