The bright blade of the sword was pressed against the white rat spirit's body, and a cold light flashed, and a trail of red blood dripped down the blade. The white rat spirit screamed in fright, and the skin on the surface of his neck had been cut by Murong Feixue.
"I said! I said, I said everything. The kidnapped woman has not been sent far away yet, and is hiding in an oak cave deep in the monster forest..."
The white rat spirit, who could not shed tears without seeing the coffin, immediately confessed. His face turned pale with fright, and was whiter than the white hair on his body. Along with his trembling beard, he almost collapsed into a puddle of mud. When Murong Feixue used the flaming meniscus knife
Moved away, the white rat spirit lay directly on the ground, unable to move anymore...
Long Ming pursed his cold lips, and the stiff corners of his lips became colder. His deep voice contained a bloodthirsty threat, "We don't need useless people. If they can't stand up even in the battle, just kill them.
"
As soon as Long Ming finished speaking, the white rat spirit immediately screamed for mercy and got up bitterly. He honestly led the way for Long Ming and Murong Feixue.
On the other side, Mo Zishang, who was slashing all the way, suddenly stopped and stood in front of a swamp covered with grass. In this space full of the aura of resentful spirits, one could feel that there had been countless ghosts before.
Thousands of monsters died here. Now, their souls are wandering here, turning the pure land under the blue sky into purgatory...
However, these resentful spirits are simply insignificant to practitioners above the Mysterious level. In many cases, such low-level resentful spirits can be wiped out completely by just sacrificing magical talismans.
"Senior brother, are you sometimes afraid?"
Shi Xianhua outflanked Mo Zishang from the other side and met Mo Zishang unexpectedly. She also wandered onto the ground. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, with a look of disdain. Since the last time Mo Zishang had to choose between selling shoes and sharing incense and her,
In order to protect Murong Feixue, Shi Xianhua scoffed at Mo Zishang. She was also very angry when she spoke. It was as if he was an enemy from the previous life and would not stop fighting...
"Haha..." Mo Zishang smiled with an unknown smile and walked leisurely.
In the blink of an eye, a green sword appeared at Mo Zishang's feet. The divine sword glowed with a faint green light, like a spiritual person, moving with Mo Zishang's footsteps. Every time he stepped on
Once you take a step, the sword will follow suit and move an appropriate distance. It is extremely coordinated and handy.
Such amazing sword control skills left Shi Xianhua stunned.
She could only watch Mo Zishang walking across the swamp with a stiff face...
"Wow, it's Mo Zishang, it's Mo Zishang! He's here, so awesome..."
"Yes, it would be great if I could fly with a sword like Senior Brother Mo Zishang..."
"What a beautiful thought! My status is much nobler than yours, and I have no chance, so you don't have to think about it."
Bi Yan led a group of people here. Her team's total score was also good, with more than 100 points, while Bi Yan's personal score was only more than 50 points. It was much worse than Li Ping's 60 points. But
Compared with Ning Qingqing's 30 points, Xie Yao's 13 points, and Feng Lian's 23 points, they are all considered good.
At this moment, several people have gathered here.
As soon as they met, they looked at each other's name tags, high and low.
If you want to see a miracle next, you can only go to the legendary Queryan Cave. "Ugh..."
The bright blade of the sword was pressed against the white rat spirit's body, and a cold light flashed, and a trail of red blood dripped down the blade. The white rat spirit screamed in fright, and the skin on the surface of his neck had been cut by Murong Feixue.
"I said! I said, I said everything. The kidnapped woman has not been sent far away yet, and is hiding in an oak cave deep in the monster forest..."
The white rat spirit, who could not shed tears without seeing the coffin, immediately confessed. His face turned pale with fright, and was whiter than the white hair on his body. Along with his trembling beard, he almost collapsed into a puddle of mud. When Murong Feixue used the flaming meniscus knife
Moved away, the white rat spirit lay directly on the ground, unable to move anymore...
Long Ming pursed his cold lips, and the stiff corners of his lips became colder. His deep voice contained a bloodthirsty threat, "We don't need useless people. If they can't stand up even in the battle, just kill them.
"
As soon as Long Ming finished speaking, the white rat spirit immediately screamed for mercy and got up bitterly. He honestly led the way for Long Ming and Murong Feixue.
On the other side, Mo Zishang, who was slashing all the way, suddenly stopped and stood in front of a swamp covered with grass. In this space full of the aura of resentful spirits, one could feel that there had been countless ghosts before.
Thousands of monsters died here. Now, their souls are wandering here, turning the pure land under the blue sky into purgatory...
However, these resentful spirits are simply insignificant to practitioners above the Mysterious level. In many cases, such low-level resentful spirits can be wiped out completely by just sacrificing magical talismans.
"Senior brother, are you sometimes afraid?"
Shi Xianhua outflanked Mo Zishang from the other side and met Mo Zishang unexpectedly. She also wandered onto the ground. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, with a look of disdain. Since the last time Mo Zishang had to choose between selling shoes and sharing incense and her,
In order to protect Murong Feixue, Shi Xianhua scoffed at Mo Zishang. She was also very angry when she spoke. It was as if he was an enemy from the previous life and would not stop fighting...
"Haha..." Mo Zishang smiled with an unknown smile and walked leisurely.
In the blink of an eye, a green sword appeared at Mo Zishang's feet. The divine sword glowed with a faint green light, like a spiritual person, moving with Mo Zishang's footsteps. Every time he stepped on
Once you take a step, the sword will follow suit and move an appropriate distance. It is extremely coordinated and handy.
Such amazing sword control skills left Shi Xianhua stunned.
She could only watch Mo Zishang walking across the swamp with a stiff face...
"Wow, it's Mo Zishang, it's Mo Zishang! He's here, so awesome..."
"Yes, it would be great if I could fly with a sword like Senior Brother Mo Zishang..."
"What a beautiful thought! My status is much nobler than yours, and I have no chance, so you don't have to think about it."
Bi Yan led a group of people here. Her team's total score was also good, with more than 100 points, while Bi Yan's personal score was only more than 50 points. It was much worse than Li Ping's 60 points. But
Compared with Ning Qingqing's 30 points, Xie Yao's 13 points, and Feng Lian's 23 points, they are all considered good.
At this moment, several people have gathered here.
As soon as they met, they looked at each other's name tags, high and low.
If you want to see a miracle next, you can only go to the legendary Queryan Cave.
