Chapter 33 Kill

According to the guidance of the red fire flying ants, the three people who wanted to be caught were nearby and did not fly in the air. They searched carefully on the ground, but suddenly heard a sound behind them. They were all stagnant, and they were inexplicably shocked and shocked.

The man holding the jade box in his hand was still a little higher. His body shook and turned back. At the same time, he sacrificed a fairy sword across his chest.

At this time, Bai Lang had withdrawn the Fu array, and the two stood proudly, standing not far away, coldly looking at the three disciples of Luoxia Sect who were about to take their lives.

The man's pupil in the middle shrank, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his heart. He saw a young man standing with a sword in front of him, with a cold expression as iron, while the other was a beautiful teenager, dressed in white, like a handsome young man.

At this time, the jade box in his hand suddenly trembled, and then made a strange sound, sobbing, like the sound of strange insects. The three of them changed their faces at the same time and swept to Bai Lang. After a moment of surprise, there was a trace of joy in their eyes.

Bai Lang looked at everything in his eyes and couldn't help sneering in his heart: "When birds eat death and people die for money, they don't forget to kill and seize treasure at this time!"

Although the disciple led by

was puzzled how the two avoided the red fire flying ants before, the idea just flashed by. Before leaving, he had already inquired about it. Each of them was just a secular master. The other one, although he knew some five-paths of Taoism, was not smart, otherwise he would not escape. Let's go.

Thinking of this, he must have said loudly in his heart, "Well, you know each other, and you will be captured by yourself, so as not to hurt your life!"

Bai Lang's heart moved, and his face changed into an uneasy look, as if he was very afraid. He whispered, "Brothers, I was only soft-hearted for a moment before I saved people, but I didn't know that it was blocking Luo Xiazong's way. I hope you can forgive me!"

"Oh, you are interesting. You also know some small spells, and you are also half of my generation. Hand over all the valuable things on you. If I am happy, I will accept you as a Taoist boy, and it will be good for you in the future!" The short monk laughed loudly, as if the two people in front of him were already in the bag.

"Exact, ah ha ha!" Someone laughed, but his eyes were fierce and did not look at the two people in front of him.

"Well, that's all right!" Bai Lang looked timid and afraid of things, "But I don't have anything good about me. There is only a broken jar!"

"Hmm?" One of the monks raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Kid, you can't tease us!"

Then I thought about it. There was no way to carry a broken jar with him. It must be the boy who hid a strange treasure. His magic power was low and he couldn't use it. He immediately showed his eyebrows and smiled kindly, "You take it out. Let's have a look!"

When Bai Lang saw his face, he was disdainful, but his face was still frightened and said, "Well, I'll show you!"

Xiang Muzhi stood aside and frowned slightly. He didn't know Bai Lang's strength. He really thought that Bai Lang was going to compromise, and his face became more and more gloomy. He couldn't help sighing in his heart and was frustrated.

Bai Lang showed an imperceptible smile at the corners of his mouth, sacrificed the Xumi altar and threw it out.

After all, these three people are monks, and their eyes are very comparable. Seeing that they are flying towards them, they are really just a broken jar. Although they are a little lost, they sense that there is a trace of quaint breath coming and still reach out to catch it.

At this time, Bai Lang's expression was awe-pressed, showing a trace of murderousness. He chanted a formula in his mouth, pointed a little, and shouted softly, "Spress!"

"Boom!"

The moment the monk in the middle reached out to catch the Xumi altar, a pair of ancient unicorn pictures engraved on the originally dim Xumi altar lit up, and the roaring thunderous lion roar came, making the surrounding trees fall and the wind suddenly rise.

The monk finally sensed the abnormality. The ordinary jar became as heavy as a thousand in an instant, like a mountain feeding down, which caught people off guard. He didn't have time to exclaim. There was only a trace of despair in his eyes, and he was pressed on the ground and turned into a pool of mud, and blood splashed blood.

The other two monks were a little far away. Seeing this, they finally reacted and shouted angrily, offering a magic weapon, shining a glow, and covering Bai Lang.

Bai Lang smiled, his body flashed, and the steps on his feet suddenly became elusive and elusive. At this time, he learned it when he practiced the second volume of the ancient scriptures. In addition to building the foundation of the heart, the second volume of the ancient scriptures also contains several kinds of Taoist magic. This set of buoyancy steps is one of them.

The two disciples of Luoxiazong only felt that there was a flower in front of them, but the goal had disappeared. They were horrified and quickly pinched the secret method. They saw that the two swords were combined, and then separated, and then divided them into four sword lights, flying around and protecting their surroundings.

A figure suddenly appeared behind the two, snorted coldly, and the fist was full of golden light, as if Jin Ge broke through the air and hit them directly with the sound of roaring.

The two only heard the sound of breaking the wind behind them, and the sharpness almost cut off their skin. At that moment, their hearts were cold and they cried bitterly. Only heard the "click" crisp sound, and Bai Lang punched out, which was harder than the divine iron. He smashed the magic weapon to protect the body and hit it directly behind the two people. How could the two disciples of Luoxiazong think of this result? They were blown out. They were black in front of their eyes and lost consciousness. Under the blow, they were completely shattered, even if they practiced. The scholar's vitality is much more tenacious, and he can't live.

After killing the three people, Bai Lang also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the mess, there was a bloody air in the air. Bai Lang frowned and felt a little uncomfortable. After all, it was the first time to kill someone.

But soon, his mood was replaced by joy. Unexpectedly, since the medicine elixir body was stimulated, it has formed a medicine elixir in his body. Although it is only in the realm of "flowing color", the extraordinaryness of the divine body has now begun to gradually reveal. The elixir circulation can independently absorb the aura of heaven and earth and transform it into three-color brilliance. Although he is still as thin and weak as before, his strength has long surpassed that of ordinary monks.

Today's attempt, the power made Bai Lang excited. Now there are only blue, red and yellow in his body. If he practices to the realm of colorful "fluent colors", how tough would he be at that time?

"White Brothers!" Xiang Muzhi was shocked and came over. Although he had always been cold and arrogant, he couldn't help being shocked at this time. One person killed three legendary monks, which was really beyond his reach.

Bai Lang turned around and said to Xiang Mu, "Brother Xiang, don't let others know what happened today!"

Xiang Muzhi also knew how powerful it was. He nodded and said calmly, "Brother Bai, don't worry, today is also because of me. I will definitely not let the third person know!"

Although Bai Lang killed three disciples of Luoxia Sect in one fell swoop today, they were just ordinary disciples in the family. If Luo Xiazong knew it, he would not benefit at all.

Bai Lang glanced for a week, and finally fell on the jade box scattered beside him. His heart moved, picked it up, opened it, and saw a bug lying in it, red as fire, about half the size of a palm, a pair of fire wings, shaking endlessly, just like a flame leaping.

It was expected that this was the red fire flying ant in their mouth. Bai Lang was not polite. After careful inspection for a long time, he saw that there was no abnormality and directly put it in his arms.

After thinking about it, Bai Lang smiled and looked for it again on the three disciples of Luoxia Sect, but these people did not seem to have a high status in the door. There was nothing else but a few golden leaves and a few charms on their bodies. The only valuable magic weapons were also smashed by Bai Lang and could not be used.

Bai Lang shook his head and glanced at it, but saw that the flesh and blood of the man who had been smashed into a ball of meat before was blurred. Only a purple sachet was still the same as before, not stained with dust. He hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and grabbed the bag and sucked it over.

After getting it in his hand, Bai Lang couldn't help but be stunned. This sachet has obviously been refined and has the smell of magic weapon. His mind is slightly moved and his consciousness has been explored. At this glance, Bai Lang couldn't help showing joy. This sachet was really a storage bag, about five meters square. There are scattered clothes and sundries, a few bottles of medicine, and the rest are a few elixirs, which are not very rare.

Although Bai Lang lived with Jingwu for some days, Jingwu was suppressed for thousands of years, and his magic weapons and other things had long been lost and damaged. Later, in the ancient village, he did not think of looking for a storage magic weapon. Now he suddenly got one. Although it is not too rare for practitioners, it still makes Bai Lang happy to send charcoal in the snow. In no more.

After sweeping very rudely, Bai Lang turned into a real fire and burned the body clean. Xiang Muzhi was stunned. Unexpectedly, the tall man in his eyes did the matter of killing and winning money, which was also ordinary.

Bai Lang and Xiang Muzhi's eyes collided, and their faces also turned slightly red. They smiled and said, "I'm laughing!"

Xiang Muzhi shook his head and said seriously, "They want to kill people first. Now, they can't blame others!"

Xiang Muzhi traveled around the world and didn't know how many people he killed. Such a thing was nothing in his eyes. After the two dealt with it, they were worried that someone would find them and went dozens of miles south before stopping in a remote place.