Chapter 68 The Great Deception of Treasure Hunt

(It's Monday, and it's time to bother everyone again. Brothers and sisters who haven't slept in the early morning come to the first wave of tickets first. On the night of crazy ticket grabbing, the skeleton is the new book period, and it needs more care. Thank you for your support!)

A overwhelming pressure enveloped him, and Zhang Daoru sprayed another mouthful of blood, and his face was gray, while Cheng Lili was red as if she was congested.

"Sonour, leave an arm and get out!"

The pressure was getting greater and greater. Soming and Zhao Lingxuan hurriedly retreated, and Huo Luan also hit the trapped beast array to guard in front of the three people.

A voice came from all directions, and the pressure increased, but the three of them didn't feel anything.

"Uncle, help."

Zhang Daoru gritted his teeth and abruptly tore off his left arm. "The senior left a name, and he will be rewarded for every day!"

"You don't deserve it, get out of here!"

The sound was like thunder. Zhang Daoru rolled and rushed out, and temporarily died and took away the half-dead Cheng Lili.

The pressure suddenly subsided.

And a few waves of people outside knew that there was a magic array inside, but after a while, the array dispersed. A man and a woman crawled out awkwardly. After seeing the people coming, they were shocked.

Zhang Daoru, one of the seven demons of the Ten Thousand Demons, is the best master of the Ten Thousand Demons, and his arm was cut off.

Zhao Lingxuan was sweating all over, leaning on Wang Meng's body until the two left, and she became very pale in an instant.

Wang Meng held Zhao Lingxuan and whispered, "Baoer, refresh your luck and run the skills!"

This voice seemed to ring in the bottom of Zhao Lingxuan's heart. Zhao Lingxuan slowly crossed her knees. She had never fought with Zhang Daoru just before. There were also elders at home, but it was completely two different things. She fought against more than 40 layers with 18 layers. The battle just now almost exhausted her power.

Soming held the hammer and stared at the surroundings. In fact, his hands were also a little trembling, and the witch's fire charm was fierce enough.

"What should I do, boss?"

Wang Meng smiled and patted Soming on the shoulder. "It's okay. Put down the hammer. Let's set up a tent and relax."

The haze has disappeared, and several waves of people have certainly seen the situation here, but no one dares to move.

Even the ** magic chapter Taoist has lost an arm. Who dares to try?

Wang Meng took Zhao Lingxuan in. This little girl is really light. She should eat more.

As soon as he entered the tent, Somin sat on the ground and gasped, which was too exciting.

If it was just Wang Meng and So Ming, this kind of thing would not have happened, but Zhao Lingxuan was really too eye-catching. She carried spiritual beasts all over her magic weapons, and she was the best furnace tripod that many magic practitioners were watching. She dared to run around.

There is no doubt that a woman sneaked out again.

"Brother Meng, what happened? Are these two people crazy about losing their hearts? Why did they tear off their arms?"

"It's probably a lost way to return."

Wang Meng smiled and said, "It's a rare opportunity to run your skills well."

Wang Meng's consciousness was released, and he was sure that no one around him dared to approach him. He really didn't know how to write dead words in front of him.

What he is most worried about now with his divine consciousness is to cause a natural disaster, and Zhang Daoru's self-intelligent haze is to save energy for Wang Meng.

If Zhang Daoru is more ruthless and fights to be injured, Wang Meng can't do anything about him. God's consciousness is just to scare people. Although there are some secrets of evil practice, it is very hurt.

Not long after, there was a noise outside, and countless figures rushed to Wuling Mountain. The thousand-year-old ebony essence came out, and there were dozens of sword lights in the air at once.

But Soming can't get any interest at all. It's better for him to stay here obediently these two times.

"Somin, you are guarding Xiaoxuan here. I'll go out and have a look."

Wang Meng didn't wait for Soming to return and flashed out. His consciousness spread out, searching for the traces of the thousand-year-old ebony essence.

This ebony spirit is really a wood spirit. As long as there are trees, it can teleport, making a group of practitioners run around, but this spirit is always tired, and in the end, it is difficult to escape the pursuit of practitioners.

Wang Meng did not chase after him, and his current situation can only be wise.

In just half an hour, the ebony spirit was trapped by the formation, and two more than 40 layers of practitioners were the strongest among them.

"Lao Kui, give me face, and I will pay you back next time!"

"Lao Ling, I'm bound to get this ebony essence. Don't grab it from me."

"Let's work together to drive away these spectators and divide them up!"

"I agree!"

The two strongest sword practitioners quickly reached an agreement. Obviously, they would rather let the other party get it than let others fish in troubled waters.

"Li Huo Pai Kui is just here, and the children can get out of here!"

"The Lingdu Mountain of the Evil Hall is here again, and the idle people are waiting to climb away!"

The strength of the two people exploded at the same time. Dozens of practitioners around them looked at each other in consterious and looked at the ebony essence trapped close at hand. They were really reluctant to give up.

"Within three breaths, don't blame us for being merciless if you don't get out!"

Kui Gang roared.

Everyone looked at each other for a long time, but they still made wedding clothes for others, but in the face of two old guys with more than 40 layers, the number of people is not very useful.

They left one after another, and soon Wuling Mountain walked cleanly, but it was quite straightforward.

"Hey, there are only two of us left now."

Wang Meng smiled, withdrew his consciousness, and let them fight for a while. He is lucky today.

Soming was the first to wake up from his luck. He breathed a sigh of relief and was refreshed. For young people, this experience is the most capable of progress.

"Big boss, it's really enjoyable. I feel like I'm about to break through!" Somin was really a little surprised. Who would have thought that a battle would bring such a great improvement? You should know that opening up a life mark now can be less than a few months, and more than an annual basis.

Wang Meng smiled. Although the dangerous practice method is fast, it is like walking a tightrope. Once it collapses, you can give up all your previous achievements. Everyone has their own way of practice. The times have changed too much. You have to choose the road by yourself, and you should also choose by yourself.

Zhao Lingxuan on the side seemed to be quieter, and the two masters of more than 40 layers of Wuling Mountain also fought in the dark. At first, the magic weapon and the spirit beast, the sword spirit was soaring to the sky, not only the ebony spirit. Once the war starts at this level, it is related to the face of

Of course, Wang Meng hopes that the two of them can fight as hard as possible, so that he can pick up the bargain. It is easy to deal with Zhang Daoru because this guy uses charming skills. Once this kind of ecstasy-like spell is caught by divine consciousness, the impact is quite fierce, but it is not easy to fool the two fighting on

I thought it would be good for Zhao Lingxuan to make up for her strength, but I didn't expect this little girl to advance. This talent...

The fight between the two people on the mountain has also come to an end. Whether it is true or not, Wang Meng will cheat.

"Kui Gang, your fire sword has not made any progress!"

Lingdu Mountain calmed down the churning power, and he hesitated in his heart whether to fight, and if he went on, he would really die.

"Lingdu Mountain, the tattered swordsmanship of your evil spirit hall can only kill rabbits!" Kui Gang is not much better.

Dang, what I'm most afraid of is the situation of hitting half a catty and eight taels. If you fight for your life, you must lose both sides. Even if you get the treasure, whether you can go back alive is still a problem. This thousand-year-old ebony essence is good, but it's not so good, but

"Don't argue with your two dolls here. This ebony old man is a little useful."

There is a sound between heaven and earth.

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