A white-robed Lin Qian appeared behind him. At this time, Lin Qian was not as easygoing and harmless as when Zuo Mo had first met him. All the ling energy in his body was like an unsheathed sword, the sword essence spreading! His expression was grave, not daring to relax as he stared at the person in front of him that he could not see through.
Everyone's eyes that were looking at Zuo Mo changed color. All the people that were after the yin beads couldn't help but rejoice that they hadn't acted just now.
Zuo Mo raised his head and reached out with his right hand. Lightly pointing at the air, a dark red flame silently floated in front of him.
Wen Tie sanren, who was writhing on the ground, shocked everyone. The yellow-robed Taoist's expression changed dramatically. He hurriedly cast a spell, wanting to take back the golden shuttle. However, the golden shuttle only wavered a few times before it still flew towards the flame. The silver-robed male was much smarter. Without another word, he retreated. The mysterious expert that had used the dark red rope reacted first. The rope that had been like an arrow suddenly slowed.
The other person was clearly panicking. The light blue flying sword suddenly brightened. With a light hum, it sliced towards Wen Tie sanren!
The expressions of the four changed dramatically!
He knew that he had succeeded!
Xiao Huan's face was pale, her expression dazed as she stood where she was. Her mind was blank. She didn't even know that Zuo Mo had left. Only after an unknown amount of time did she gradually recover. Seeing Miss's pale face, she couldn't resist any longer. With a cry, she leapt into Miss's arms and started to cry.
The sudden change caused all the xiuzhe in the free market, both in the open and in the shadows, to be shocked. Wen Tie sanren, who had been rolling on the ground, had turned into a pile of ash. Nothing was left. In a short encounter, five jindan experts, one dead, one wounded, and three fled. What kind of power did that take?
Hiss-slurp!
When Zuo Mo appeared, he was excited but he still kept his composure. He was very clear that the news of the yin beads had spread long ago. There were many who desired it. He was like an experienced hunter, patiently waiting. To be able to use those normal scriptures to break through to jindan, Wen Tie sanren wasn't an ordinary person.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Just a moment ago, they felt that their magic treasures and flying swords were suddenly pulled by a great force, flying towards the dark red flame.
His short words were filled with joy, but he soon said in annoyance, "Unfortunately, we were a step too late!"
Sanren Wen Tie also had a fortuitous encounter. When he was in the Meridians stage, he accidentally obtained an Earth Escape Technique, which was quite amazing. Furthermore, he had relied on this Earth Escape Art to escape calamities time and time again.
Before he finished speaking, a wisp of flame rose from his feet.
The master and the servant could not help but be stunned.
The man in silver snorted coldly, and a cloud of silver sand flew towards Wen Tie sanren.
His voice was cold. Although there was laughter, there was no trace of emotion. If Zuo Mo was awake, he would definitely hear that this was Pu Yao's voice. The pitiful Zuo Mo. In that hopeless situation, Pu Yao finally couldn't resist acting.
Wanderer Wen Tie let his disciple Xue Yun buy the Yin Pearls openly while he hid in the dark.
This sudden turn of events also shocked the others.
Sure enough, the situation on the field quickly turned out the same as he had predicted, and everyone started fighting.
Zuo Mo reached out with his finger. That dark red flame turned into a thread of fire and burrowed into his finger.
The various uses of the yin beads were scattered among the sects. Many people knew, but not many knew more than Wen Tie sanren. In everyone's eyes, Wen Tie sanren's origins had always been mysterious. Everyone only knew that he came from a little sect called Sky Fiend Sect. Yet no one knew that this unknown Sky Fiend Sect was one of the branches that had formed after the collapse of Fiend Yin Sect.
The flame was not large, burning silently. Yet in the blink of an eye, Wen Tie sanren's right hand had turned into white bone.
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When the spark reached the other end of the rope, bam, with a light sound of sparks, the dark red rope turned to ash and dissipated in the air.
Lin Qian stood at his spot as though he had been relieved of a heavy burden. Only now did he find that without him noticing, his back was soaked in sweat. How long had it been since he had been so nervous?
Hm, that wasn't right … …
Lin Qian first paused and then shouted, "Elder, wait!"
The yellow-robed Taoist's golden awl, the silver-clothed man's silver sand, the dark red rope, and the dazzling green flying sword all flew towards the dark red flame, like moths flying into a flame.
The white clothed Lin Qian raised his feet, approaching them step by step, "Can everyone tell me, who was that elder just now?"
Four jindan experts attacking at the same time, the sound was enough to make the sky and earth pale.
That dark red rope seemed to be alive. With a nimble twist, it shot towards Wen Tie sanren like a sharp arrow, making a sharp sound as it tore through the air!
Only when everyone was fighting at the most heated time did he finally act!
Shrill screams rang through Dong Fu. Wen Tie sanren's pupils dilated, his face twisted horribly as he curled into a ball, rolling on the ground.
So when he saw Yun Xia xianzi's yin thunder bead, the joy in his heart could be imagined. He was very clear where the scriptures of the sect had come from. The ones that the sect had the most records were related to yin beads. These unfamiliar scriptures were more than a hundred times better than what he had learned now. If he could find the scripture to form the yin bead, he had hope of breaking through to yuanying.
Zuo Mo flew forward quickly, his eyes dim. Even the knife-like smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to become powerless. He flew into the air. No one dared to stop him, and no one dared to chase … …
"This one has always been curious, what is everyone looking for?"
When he saw the yin thunder bead in Yun Xia xianzi's hand, it was like he had been struck by lightning.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he disappeared in the wind.
When the golden shuttle and silver sand touched the flame, it was like a clay ox entering the ocean, silently disappearing into the flame.
The xiuzhe that had been controlling the dark red rope did all he could and finally stopped the forward momentum of the rope. However, the tip of the rope still touched the flame.
The xiuzhe that had been hiding in the shadows was shocked. He didn't care about his talisman anymore, letting go and retreating. Turning into a streak of light, he hurriedly escaped!
"Die!" The yellow robed Taoist was the first to discover Wen Tie sanren and instantly screamed. Disregarding his battle with the other, he raised his hand and threw out a round golden shuttle. When the round golden shuttle left his hand, it instantly turned into a streak of golden light, humming loudly.
Disdain came into Pu Yao's eyes. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from his spot.
A string of sparks flew at an astounding speed along the rope towards the other end!
The Devilish Yin Sect was a famous large sect three thousand years ago. There were many disciples in the sect, and there were many branches. The Devilish Yin Sect had been completely destroyed in the great war against the yaomo three thousand years ago, but these branches had survived. However, without the yin beads, the spells they learned from the Devilish Yin Sect were useless. Some of the branches headed towards extinction, while others actively absorbed spells from other sects, and stubbornly survived.
Only the presence of the flying sword that was glowing with a blinding blue light did not decrease, but increased. The sword essence was thick, and filled with the determination to not return.
Just at this time, two yin beads landed on the ground.
The yellow robed Taoist finally paled. Not caring about anything else, he fled.
The origins of the yin bead in Yun Xia xianzi's hands were quickly discovered. He sent Xue Yun to brazenly go to the free market to buy yin beads, while he hid in the shadows to pay attention to suspicious people.
His expression was indifferent, but between his brows, there was a thick sword essence.
The sword essence of the blue flying sword had completely disappeared, the body of the sword breaking into countless pieces!
Just as Lin Qian's foot left, a group of people came to their previous position. It was a group of black-clothed people wearing masks. The person at the front suddenly came to where Pu Yao had just been, and used his hand to feel the ground. "We didn't find the wrong place!"
A thread of dark red flame had appeared on his right palm at some unknown time.
For xiuzhe, the level of cultivation directly determined the length of their lifespan. Jindan was the first dividing line. Before that, their lifespan would not surpass one hundred and fifty years. Once they broke through to jindan, they would have a lifespan of three hundred years. Yuanying xiuzhe had a lifespan of five hundred years. Fanxu xiuzhe's lifespan could reach seven hundred years. Dacheng xiuzhe, the shortest lifespan was a thousand years.
The temptation of the yin beads, even if he had to put his life on the line, he would grit his teeth and go, not to mention offending Yun Xia and the others.
The white-clothed Lin Qian's posture did not change. His expression was wary, ready to attack at any time. In a deep voice, he said, "Elder's cultivation is astounding, why don't you show your true face?"
The enormous free market was completely silent. Only that thread of dark red flame was burning in front of Zuo Mo's chest.
The Heaven Fiend Sect was an out-and-out small sect. Up to his generation, he was the only one left. However, Wen Tie sanren was extremely talented. Even though the scriptures and spells of the sect were not extraordinary, he still managed to reach jindan. However, when he reached jindan, he had basically reached his limit. It would be hard for him to progress any further.
Wen Tie sanren didn't panic. A smug smile floated on the corner of his mouth. Grabbing Zuo Mo's shoulder, he was about to activate his ultimate escape technique, the Earth Movement Spell when his expression suddenly changed. With a wail, he retreated!
The faint voice fell into the ears of the black-clothed people. It was like a bolt from the blue. Everyone's expression changed and they turned around.
Pu Yao stared at Lin Qian, the smile on his face even thicker, "Little friend, I don't have time to play with you today. But don't worry, there will be a chance to meet in the future." He threw out a sentence, "Interesting! Ha ha! "
Ah ah ah!
The black-clothed people instantly shifted slightly but no one spoke.
Zuo Mo laughed lightly, "Ha ha, you're pretty daring."
Wen Tie sanren looked like a normal middle-aged person but he was already two hundred and thirty-two years old. There wasn't much time left for him. So when he found out that someone could form yin beads, how could he not be excited?
The green flying sword that gave off a sharp sword essence accurately struck the thread of flame in front of Zuo Mo's chest. Without any resistance, the flame was cut in half by the flying sword! Yet at this time, the xiuzhe that had been glaring angrily in the sky suddenly spat out a ball of blood and retreated in shock!
The Sky Fiend Sect that Wen Tie sanren was in was one of them.
Using the escape method that he was most skilled in, he silently appeared behind Zuo Mo. When his hand landed on Zuo Mo's shoulder, even as experienced and vicious as he was, he couldn't help but feel excited!
He suddenly stopped.
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