Chapter 241 Treasure Hunt

With a smile on his elegant and beautiful face, Lanxin is like a pure lotus flower. Three thousand green silks are flying, and the whole person exudes an amazing ** and beauty, making many villagers kneeling below stunned and dull on the spot.

Fortunately, Moke's mind is now as firm as King Kong, with a slight surprise. Then, his heart turns and many distracting thoughts are eliminated, such as a smooth mirror without falling dust.

"buzz..."

At this moment, a snow-white space ring between Lanxin's fingers emitted a white light, which shook slightly.

Lan Xin's eyes flashed, glanced at Moke beside him, and then turned his hand directly. Suddenly, a crystal white jade appeared, constantly shaking and emitting light. Lan Xin injected a true force into it, and suddenly, a delicate and eager voice came out.

"Sister, hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up! A precious treasure appeared in Guilong Mountain, which should be a best spiritual weapon-level Jiulong fire cover. Now 30 or 40 practitioners have come. I joined the robbery with my younger brother. Come and help!"

The voice is a woman, full of anxiety and expectation.

"The best spiritual weapon..." His heart moved, and then Moke regained his composure again.

Although the best spiritual weapon is very precious, it is nothing in Moke's eyes. At this moment, there is still such a precious fairy weapon in his body.

Put away the white jade, Lan Xin looked at Moke and said, "Master, my younger brother and sister yearn for help. I'm going to go to the Evil Dragon Mountain to avoid anything wrong with them. It's a great honor to meet the little master today. If it's fate, I'll see you again..."

After saying this, Lan Xin urged the long sword under his feet and suddenly turned into a streamer and burst out.

Looking at the direction in which Lan Xin disappeared, Moke began to meditate. Although Lan Xin did not invite himself to go, he directly revealed the news to himself and obviously did not object to his going. Moreover, Moke has been on the Emperor's Star for a year, but he hasn't seen several practitioners, but this time, he wants to watch it.

For the evil dragon mountain, Moke knew the specific direction. After making up his mind, he directly sacrificed Vientiane invisible beads, hid his body, and quietly rushed there.

"Squeaky...."

In the universe bag, Xiao Jin squeaked and vented his dissatisfaction.

"Ha ha, Xiao Jin, your strength is too weak. Practice hard. Let's talk about when you can become a demon elixir."

With a smile, Moke made a sound and ridiculed Xiao Jin. Then he stepped out step by step and walked slowly towards the evil dragon mountain.

According to the geographical map he knew, Moke shuttled through a swamp, then went deep into a mountain range, and finally found the evil dragon mountain in the deepest position.

Surrounded by a group of strange peaks, this evil dragon mountain is half as high, extremely steep and towering into the clouds. Moreover, those peaks seem to be placed in a natural formation, leading to the excretion of some of the dirt in the mountains to the evil dragon mountain.

A lot of dirty and miscellaneous gas converged, making this evil dragon mountain simply like an evil dragon, with its teeth and claws, wanting to rush to the sky and tear everything apart.

If the rest of the peaks converge with aura, it is a blessed place full of aura. If it converges is pure resentment, dirty breath, and it is also an excellent place to cultivate demons. Unfortunately, what converges is the mottled and messy filth, which is not beneficial to practitioners at all.

Suspended in the void, Moke swayed and looked at the evil dragon mountain in front of him, and suddenly felt that it was surrounded by a gray, sticky and disgusting atmosphere, which was a messy and dirty atmosphere.

"Rumble..."

In the depths of the evil dragon mountain, there are bursts of thunderous roars, accompanied by the sound of clear flying swords, and all kinds of light flashing frequently and colorful.

With the invisible bead hidden body, Moke has no worries, steps, and the wind unfolds freely and goes towards the killing place.

Following the sound, in a short time, Moke went deep into the gray evil breath of the evil dragon mountain, and halfway up the mountain, an ancient black stone cave was destroyed in a mess, showing a bronze coffin. The lid had been opened, and a hood wrapped in red flames buzzed. Constantly swallowing the waves of terrible fire, suspended on the coffin.

Around the coffin, there are more than 40 practitioners fighting with each other, which is very lively.

These practitioners, in groups, are holding each other back from each other, and occasionally one or two people get rid of the entanglement of the crowd. When they approached the huge cover, they were devoured by the terrible red flame wave and retreated again.

Sword light, thunder charms, and all kinds of dangerous killing moves can be said to be endless at this moment, which is breathtaking.

As for the categories of practitioners, there are many different categories, but most of them are very strange. They are not traditional Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, and other major forces. On the contrary, it seems that there is no *, a patchwork of practice. Moko has quietly come to the vicinity at this moment, hiding around and not acting immediately, but wanting to look at the overall situation.

At a glance, Moke saw Lan Xin. At this moment, she is uniting with a man and a woman, two practitioners in Taoist robes, fighting with an old man in a strange black robe, and retreating repeatedly, showing a defeat.

This black-robed old man, according to Moke's estimation, is about the level of being distracted. He holds a fleshy sword, as if he has really incarnated into a cold killing god. A random action implies murder, and the decisive breath surrounds it, and a sword is stabbed out like poison. The snake came out of the hole, and the dragon and snake danced, all in pervasive.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!....."

The three Lanxin resisted the difficulties and had no strength to resist, so they could only choose to passively be beaten.

"Oh, ..."

At this time, a middle-aged and cold man with the same strength and was besieged by three people suddenly roared, holding a long and narrow soft sword. With a strange shaking, he stabbed out dozens of swords like a poisonous snake, which was extremely fierce, and a sharp and sinister breath burst out from the tip of the sword, which was heart-pouring.

"Ah!"

One of the young men who attacked him couldn't avoid it. He screamed and immediately festered as if he had been splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid. In a moment, he turned into a pile of bones and rotten meat.

suddenly repelled the three people, and the cold man immediately broke out, as fast as lightning, and went towards the flame-wrapped cover. As soon as the palm is stretched out, the surging power converges, forming a huge Zhenyuan power palm, which is directly captured, which is to grasp the cover fiercely.

"Rumble..."

In the face of a ferocious grasp, the cover suddenly erupted, forming a fierce fire wave, sweeping everywhere, fiercely colliding with the cold man, and affecting many practitioners at the same time. Among them, there was a practitioner, one was careless, screaming, and one arm turned into pieces.

"Five thunder Zhengyang Fu! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Another practitioner holding a square halberd roared. As soon as he raised his hand, five runes flew out, rumbled into five blue thunder, and fiercely bombarded the two opponents on the opposite side.

"Hahaha..... Go to hell! Those who stop me from winning the treasure will all die!"

A crazy sound sounded, and then a figure wrapped in a pale blue halo was blurred all over, and then there was an automatic wind around, and the soft sword in his hand was like a sharp thunder and lightning whip turned into lightning, and in an instant, a fierce stroke.

"Peng! Peng!"

The two Yuanying practitioners in front of him couldn't avoid it, and their bodies suddenly collapsed, showing two Yuanying. They rushed around in a panic. Not far away, they were killed by a sword.

Wan's mess! Chaos! Chaos!

The scene in front of us was really too chaotic. Many practitioners fought with each other. As for the occasional practitioners broke through and came to seize the Kowloon fire shield, but the cover sent out a fierce fire wave and was forced to retreat directly. But the more so, the more intense this group of people fought.

The Kowloon fire shield in front of us must be extremely extraordinary!

"Oh..."

At this moment, a streamer suddenly shot a streamer in the distance, which turned out to be a cold and ferocious python with 20 accounts. The whole body of this python is colorful, and the mouth-sized scales exude a cold steel-like luster, and a fierce and cruel breath surrounds the whole body. The most terrible thing is that it has a breath on its body. This breath gives everyone present a sense of suppression and suffocation!

This breath made more than 40 practitioners present tremble and shouted a name of "combined strong man!"

Yes, this big demon that came from afar and wanted to participate in the treasure-grabbing was a big demon whose strength had reached the combined period. This kind of big demon is also one of the few figures among the great forces of the demon clan. As for the more than 40 people in front of us, the strongest one is a late distracted person, which is not enough to see at all.

"Guys, we will temporarily unite to resist this demon, otherwise, we will not get any benefits! As long as you defeat the strong enemy, you can make a heavenly oath, and everyone has a share in that treasure!" At this time, among the practitioners, the only one who was distracted in the later stage was a young man.

This young man looks about twenty-five-class, with a strange face and a thin green fir. His thin body gives people the illusion of weakness, but his eyebrows have a vast righteousness, without any evil thoughts, like the embodiment of justice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he got a lot of response. He just cooperated with several practitioners who competed with him and then stood in his camp.