The sudden sound made De Mo Yin suddenly startled. He immediately raised his head and saw a young man in a black robe leaning lazily on the beam of the room, staring at him with a smile. With.

　　 "Xiao Yang?" Mo Yin looked at Xiao Yang, his pupils suddenly shrank, why he didn't believe that Xiao Yang actually dared to return to Heilin Town, and even sneaked into the rocky wilderness hunting spirit group.

　　 Ruddy lips were slightly open, and Yue Ningyi on the bed was also incredulous, and immediately, an anxious color appeared in his eyes.

　　 "You hurry up, Mo Cheng and Mo Sen are now in the rocky wilderness hunting spirit group!" Yue Ningyi said anxiously towards Xiao Yang.

"go?"

After regaining his senses, Mo Yin's face slowly raised a sarcastic smile: "Xiao Yang, you are so bold. There is a way to heaven and you don't want to go, and **** has no way to cast yourselves. If that's the case, then you My life, stay!"

　　 The mocking sound fell, Mo Yin waved his palm, and a sound transmission conch appeared in his hand, and immediately a trace of earth-yellow spiritual power poured into the sound transmission conch.

　　 However, seeing this scene, Xiao Yang just smiled faintly, still leaning on the beam, staring at Mo Yin with interest, while Yue Ningyi's small face was already full of horror.

"Father, Xiao Yang is in my room, quickly bring someone over, tonight, I'm going to take him off eight pieces!" Mo Yin put down the sound transmission snail, his eyes looked at Xiao Yang sternly, and there was something in his voice. Thick invigoration.

　　 The thought of killing this person today, Mo Yin's mood is extremely good.

　　 Finger lightly tapped the beam, Xiao Yang smiled lightly: "Young Master Moyin, look at your sound transmission conch, maybe you can find some surprises."

　　'S face changed slightly, Mo Yin quickly lifted the sound transmission screw, and suddenly a trace of shock passed through his eyes.

　　 The pearls inside the sound transmission conch were actually lacklustre, and the news he had just not passed on!

"What have you done!" Mo Yin stared at Xiao Yang angrily, and when the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, a rock snake covered in gray and white colors came out of the rock fragments, squeezing Mo Yin's body. Fully protected in it.

　　 "Do you think you can beat me?" Xiao Yang raised the corner of his mouth playfully, with a slight sarcasm in his voice.

Hearing this, Mo Yin's face suddenly became ugly. In the Black Scale Arena that day, Xiao Yang was only a fifth-order spiritualist, and compared with his seventh-order spiritualist, he was two steps behind. , But in a blink of an eye, he actually reached the seventh-order spiritualist. Such a speed is really shocking.

　　 More importantly, Xiao Yang, the seventh-order spiritualist, is undoubtedly much stronger than him. Even Mo Sen was buried in his hands, not to mention an ordinary seventh-order spiritualist.

　　 Thinking of this, Mo Yin's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and the tail of the rock snake beside him slammed to the ground, and the dull collision sounded.

　　 "Xiao Yang, when my father hears this sound, he will be able to rush over in a moment. By that time, you will be dead!" Mo Yin grinned and said with a big smile.

　　 "Oh, isn't it?" Xiao Yang smiled faintly, and while waving his palm, an ice-breaking flying blade suddenly shot out, slashing fiercely on the wooden door.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 stood in a stalemate for a moment, and the ice-breaking flying blade was on the wooden door, shattering inch by inch, and finally turned into countless pieces of crystal ice, falling down.

　　 A golden ripple, turbulent slightly around the room, like a wave, completely isolating the sound inside and outside the door.

　　 "What is this!" Mo Yin's expression was as ugly as a dead mouse, and a sense of panic filled his heart. His head, which was originally a little groggy due to alcohol, instantly became extremely sober.

　　 "If I didn't want to ask you something, how could it be so troublesome."

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes, and the red flame lying on his chest suddenly shot down. The purple eyes stared at the rock coldly, and the claws that hovered the purple flame, against its head, scratched hard. Go down.

　　 "Rock snake, rock scale rain!"

　　 In Mo Yin's fearful voice, the scales on the rock snake stood up suddenly, and then quickly broke away, with bursts of sharp wind breaking energy, and shot towards the red flame that flew down.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The purple flame on the red flame's claws skyrocketed in an instant, and the flying rock scales, like fragile glass, were caught to pieces on the spot.

　　 When the rubble fell, the red flame turned into a purple streamer, crossing the head of the rock snake, and then gently fell on the ground. With a wave of the fox's palm, the ejected claws retracted with a scream.

　　 Looking at Chi Yan sluggishly, the rock snake opened its mouth, the gray snake head fell to the ground with a clatter, and its body was also fragmented and scattered on the ground.

　　 Mo Yin's face was instantly ashes.

With a gentle pressure on the soles of his feet, Xiao Yang jumped to the ground, and immediately took out a spirit gathering fruit from the void stone, threw it into Yue Ningyi's hand, and said with a smile: "Refining this fruit, the cartilage in your body is scattered, Will be forced out by all means."

　　 After looking at Xiao Yang for a while, Yue Ningyi nodded with difficulty, and his eyes lowered slightly. Is this guy specially here to save her? It looks like it doesn't seem to be the case.

Just when Yue Ning was thinking about it, Xiao Yang pulled a seat and sat down, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and smiled slightly: "Leader Mo, let's talk about it. "

　　 "What do you want me to say!" Mo Yin stared at Xiao Yang angrily~lightnovelpub.net~, but there was an unconcealable panic in that voice.

　　 "Well, about a certain tomb in the Heilin Mountain Range." Xiao Yang whispered.

　　 "What tomb chamber, I don't know!" Mo Yin's eyes flashed slightly, isn't this guy always at the north of the mountain range, at least dozens of miles away from him, how did he get the news.

　　 "Huh!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yang waved his palm, and the small ice-breaking flying blade instantly sank into Mo Yin's left leg. The ice eroded away, and the surrounding flesh and blood were frozen, and then there was a cracking sound. .

Looking at the blood ice flowing under his feet in a daze, Mo Yin screamed only after a while, but when he saw the flying blade emerging from Xiao Yang's hand, the voice that was halfway through the shout was instantly stunned by him. in.

　　 "The flying blade just aimed at your leg, do you want to guess, where will I shoot this one?" Xiao Yang said with a smile.

　　 "Devil!" The corners of Mo Yin's mouth trembled. This guy is much hotter than many spirit hunters who lick blood!

　　 "You still have three breaths." The ice blade in Xiao Yang's hand was spinning, and his voice was cold.

　　 Mo Yin's legs trembled, and his face was struggling.

　　 Three breaths passed, Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes, and just about to wave his palm, Mo Yin's line of defense finally collapsed completely.

　　 "The Blazing Spirit Tomb is the Blazing Spirit Tomb!" Mo Yin shouted loudly.

　　 Hearing this, Xiao Yang was overjoyed, and this trip did not come in vain.

[Finally I wrote it out, the fifth one is here, and the test push is over. It’s hard work, let’s slow down a bit. The collections added today will be released in the next few days, and there will be no less chapters, but I won’t be as desperate as these two days, forgive Fanyan for his handicap]