MTL - Devouring Myriad Ghosts System-v2 Chapter 833 Take the treasure?

Yu Qingyao's beauty with amazement, in addition to the three enchanting, there are still people who can quietly approach her so close.

Mu Rongrong was equally astonished, and could not help but look at the young man who suddenly appeared.

Li Daochong flew all the way, and the thousands of sounds opened wide. It came here only for a few tens of seconds. The breath was introverted like a light, and he wanted to detect his existence. If there is no strength above the peak of the body, it is fundamentally aware. Not enough.

Song Yuansong turned his face and saw the empty space that had just been empty. At this time, a young monk wearing a purple gown with a handsome face.

Song Yuansong’s eyes are slightly moving, this person is very raw, and there is no such person in memory.

"How? Do you see this knife with your friends?" Song Yuansong asked with interest in the knife.

"That is the blade of a friend of mine." Li Dao sighed slowly, and could not see the slightest wave of emotions.

"Friends?" Song Yuansong had some accidents, so he looked at Mu Rongrong and asked, "Chu Rong, the Taoist friend, do you know?"

Mu Yurong’s eyebrows were slightly provoked. This knife was obtained by killing a contestant on the 2nd Emperor a few months ago. It took a while, although I have not fully mastered this knife, but it is currently in control. Practical, this knife has a strong defense force.

The fog in the dead swamp, even the super masters such as Song Yuansong and Yu Qingyao, are very difficult to cope with, and can not even completely block.

And she can use this knife to completely isolate the fog from herself, and the weak toxicity of the dead swamp does not make much difference to her.

This knives are definitely not low. As time goes by, the competition will become more and more cruel, and more protection will increase the chances of ranking.

In the nine mysterious realms, the ones that are robbed are their own, and the rules of the competition are originally fixed.

"I don't know." Mu Yurong's voice is very cold, this person does not know what the origins, can not see the knife famous, the possibility of want to win the treasure is great.

Song Yuansong did not know, and suddenly his eyes glanced. In the realm of comprehension, he was not a little white, and he read that it was coincident with Mu Rongrong.

There are more self-cultivators who are looking for excuses to win the treasure. This trick is not new.

"Dao friends, I am sorry that the owner of this knife does not know you, how do friends talk about it? Dead swamp is very dangerous, time is not early, the Taoist friend please, Song does not send." Song Yuansong has a slight change in tone.

Li Daochong looked at the silver moon knife of Song Yuansong from the beginning of his appearance. It was his silver bottle.

Perhaps the magic weapon has a similar appearance, but the spiritual pattern on the silver moon knife was added later. This knife has been followed by the silver bottle for several years, and the aura of the silver bottle has already been left on the top.

Therefore, he can't admit his mistake.

"Your friend is not the master of this knife, but also ask the Taoist to give me this knife. This knife is very special, and it is useless to keep it." Li Daochong said calmly.

At this time, Li Daochong had gone deep into the blade and wanted to find clues about the silver bottle. As for everyone present, he did not pay attention.

"Daoyou, you said that it is not it? According to you, Song can also say that the magic weapon of the friend is not yours, but a friend of Song, now please ask for your return?" Song Yuansong some patient.

call!

Li Daochong’s figure suddenly disappeared in the void.

Yu Qingyao, Song Yuansong and Mu Yurong looked at the big picture, and the three of them did not even see how this person moved.

However, half of the blink of an eye, the purple shirt youth like a teleport usually appeared in front of Song Yuansong.

Snapped!

Song Yuansong did not react, and the long knife disappeared in his hand. Once again, he was already in the hands of the young purple shirt.

Li Daochong did not happen as much as he did. He observed it with a long knife. In addition to the smell of the silver bottle, there were at least three weak aura remnants.

That is to say, this knife has been at least three hands in addition to the silver bottle in the past six months of the nine mysterious gods.

In the eyes of Li Daochong, the inexplicable flash of cold light, the silver bottle really happened, was it forced by people to stay at the resurrection point?

After reading the flash, Li Daochong looked up and looked at the distance. It is said that the resurrection was in a very special area of ​​Jiu Xuan.

The distance from the nine emperors is exactly the same.

If it is at the resurrection point, I can't sense the smell of the silver bottle.

Li Daochong’s pupils shrink, how can he ignore the resurrection point in this day?

"Daoyou, are you going to grab it?" Song Yuansong was stunned and his body was spinning.

Song Yuansong is most afraid of losing face in front of women. Although he is jealous of the young people in front of the purple shirt, the speed of the other party is so fast, but his breath is not strong.

Most of the speed is the cultivation of high-level sorcerer, or there is any Xuan Tian Lingmai blessing, and the contestants who can enter the finals, no matter how high or low, have one or two powerful magical powers, nothing strange.

Li Daochong, who is thinking about it, was brought back to reality by Song Yuansong’s words. He looked up and faintly said, “Return to the original owner~www.novelbuddy.com~ Where did you start?”

"Daoyou, Songmou just said, you said that you are yours? So, isn't it just that if you say that the things in the world are yours, are you, put down the knife, if not rest Blame Song is not welcome." Song Yuansong's body is more and more violent.

Li Daochong’s brow wrinkled, and he was about to open his mouth. The coldness behind him flashed away, and a silver light rushed past.

Mu Rongrong sneaked directly behind him, and a Sen Han Feijian crossed the air and passed the lightning fast.

If Li Daochong does not have the magic of the thousand sounds, I am afraid that the body has already been worn.

Yu Qingyao has always hated the monks who robbed the treasures without any reason. Seeing Mu Rongrong's shot, he did not hesitate to follow the shots. Countless three-inch bee needles were used as needles to shoot at Li Daochong.

Although these bee needles are powerful, they are not of much use in the face of Li Daochong's super high speed.

Li Daochong avoided the flying sword, and disappeared again in the moment. When it appeared again, it was already above the high altitude of the kilometer.

Both Mu Rongrong and Yu Qingyao are the top ten super geniuses in their respective empire's Tianjiao list. The strength is unquestionable, not the general strong. In the eyes of most young monks, they are enchanting, metamorphosis, and they can kill them by hand. Slag.

The two shot at the same time, or a sneak attack.

Did not even succeed.

If you can't see the unusually emerging purple shirt youth, then they don't have to use this arrogant identity.

Song Yuansong naturally also saw that Li Daochong was not ordinary, and his heart was a bit worried, but at this moment the arrow had to be sent on the string.

The two female practitioners have already shot, and the three of them together, if he is a big man, he will not be mixed again.

Li Daochong just appeared in the sky, Song Yuan Song Ling 罡 seems to burn, and a bronze sword in his hand.

The Song family was a descendant of a super-sword in the ancient times, and the whole family was Jian Xiu.