Mo Ran sneered, is the attraction of the treasure really so great? It can make a person who has been in the foundation-building stage show such an ugly face! The long sword reflects a cold blue color, and Mo Ran keeps attacking again!

The man had already hung up the lottery in Mo Ran's hand. He was distracted by a group of ghosts just now. Naturally, this kind of mistake would not be made again! "Hehe, it seems that there are quite a lot of treasures in your hand..."

The man smiled sinisterly, held the sword in his back hand and split Mo Ran's attack, instantly fighting with Mo Ran!

The two of them were not at the same level at all, which should be quite difficult for Mo Ran, but thanks to the weight-bearing run this month, it was said that the endurance has been greatly improved, and the speed is also excellent! A face-to-face battle with a foundation-building stage can actually be at a disadvantage in the tribe within a dozen moves!

"Hmph, if you hadn't attracted these annoying ghosts, there would be no chance for you to be presumptuous!" The man seemed to think it would be too detrimental to be pestered by a person in the Qi Refining Stage for so long, and said sternly.

Mo Ran sneered, "You forty people are not ashamed of hitting one of them. I just called some low-level ghosts, and I don't respect you!"

"Children with yellow mouth!" The man snorted coldly, recited a string of spells, and touched the sword body with his index finger, "Gangfeng finger!"

Mo Ran knew that something was wrong when the man chanted the mantra. He probably wanted to use his skills! But the man blocked Mo Ran's retreat for a while, and Mo Ran had no way to hide!

In desperation, the spiritual power in the Sea of ​​Wheel suddenly boiled and concentrated on the spiritual sword! Mo Ran shouted "Hundred-foot body!" and the sword light suddenly surged!

The two of them faced each other, Mo Ran was just gritting their teeth! Because of the domineering practiced by the Demon Ban and the White Wolf's demon pill, Mo Ran advanced to the seventh level of Qi training in a short time, but she had not even learned one move or another!

Even the Baizhang Body was a skill in his previous life, so he could only barely use it. In a short while, Mo Ran was in a state of turmoil and his blood was surging!

"puff--"

A stream of blood spurted out from Mo Ran's mouth, his spiritual power was scattered in an instant, and his body was knocked out and landed far away on the ground!

"Little girl!"

Mo Zhengzong roared and showed concern, but he dealt with many people by himself, and he had no flaw in his clone!

Mo Ran covered her chest, which was surging blood, and there were bursts of darkness in front of her. The crushing cultivation competition just now made her truly know clearly that in front of the level, the tricks and tactics that were taken were empty talk! The opponent's arrogant power was enough to tear all this apart!

She is too weak, really too weak! Just as these people despise, the Qi Refining Period is indeed a rookie who has just started!

After Mo Ran was repelled, the man approached with a smirk, with murderous aura all over his body. Mo Ran summoned the low-end ghost and screamed and dissipated. Several low-level monsters were cut off in half, and the hot blood splattered all over Mo Ran!

Mo Ran supported her body and leaned against the tree trunk. She still looked at herself too highly. The world of cultivation is different from the world of the previous life. The power here is more pure! Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest! The elimination mechanism of this world is obviously more cruel!

Mo Ran knew that he was powerless to fight again. He looked at the man in black who was walking with his sword coldly. He seemed to think that Mo Ran would soon be his soul, walking slowly, as if he was enjoying this process of torture and killing.

A flame slid down from the sleeve, and Mo Ran pulled the corner of her mouth. She was laughing, laughing at her reborn for a lifetime, and she died like this just now. I wonder if I could have another chance to be reborn after this death. Haha, maybe not.

After wiping the blood on her mouth, Mo Ran counted the man's footsteps, and even if she died, she would have to pull a cushion!

"I still have time to laugh when I die. I see you will never cry without seeing you! I will let you taste the taste of death!" The man in black wanted to see Mo Ran struggling, desperate and begging for mercy, but Mo Ran not only did not, but also leaned on him and smiled calmly! And it was ridiculous!

What right does she have to laugh at him? I hate this feeling of being looked down upon, and he is only arrogant when he kills people!

The man was furious, and changed his previous life and flew to kill him!

Mo Ran activated his spiritual power, intending to detonate the flames in his hand, but at that critical moment, a figure flew over! Mo Ran almost didn't even see anyone, and he didn't know whether it was a man or a woman! A stream of hot liquid was splashed on his face, which was blood, and the blood of the man in black who was about to kill her just now!

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Ran only saw the man in black torn to pieces! The internal organs scattered all over the ground made Mo Ran feel nauseous!

Mo Ran quickly found the figure just now, but saw the man flying like a shadow in the forest, and everywhere he passed was extremely tragic! One after another, the dead men in black were torn to pieces without the power to fight back. Some were cut in half, some were shattered, and some were shattered by the skull, and some were pulled down their arms and then passed through their hearts!

There were screams echoing in the forest, and the shrill sound was made of pain to the extreme, arousing the deepest fear in the human body!

For a moment, the scattered gloom filled the surroundings, which was even more terrifying than the yin wind caused by the appearance of ghosts!

Maybe in just a few minutes, it was still long in Mo Ran's eyes. She didn't know who the person who came suddenly was, whether he was an enemy or a friend, or whether he was an enemy or a friend. Will he come to kill her after killing everyone?

Suddenly, the screams stopped, and only the poisonous creatures summoned by Mo Ran quickly climbed up the bloody corpses, eating their flesh and drinking their blood. They seemed to instinctively know that the blood and corpses of these cultivators were very delicious...

Some unconscious ghosts float around Mo Ran, and they will not leave actively without ordering them to leave.

But Mo Ran finally saw clearly the person who created the bloody scene just now. It was a man. When the man fell down, he had long hair dancing behind him with unrestrained hair. When they gradually became obedient, Mo Ran saw the man's back.

The long hair was raised high by a red silk, with a tall and proud figure, a wide back, a red underwear covered with a thin black shirt, and a black belt embroidered with red cloud patterns, outlining the thin waist.

The collision between black and red is taboo, bloody and mysterious, with only one back, and the fishy aura is already formidable!

It was him, in just a few minutes, tore all the dozen monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage to pieces! Kill like wild beasts, and a man like wild beasts!

But there seemed to be no blood on his clothes! Looking at the hands hanging beside him, it was even more flawless, revealing an extremely strange feeling in the darkness!

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Ermeng flashed by, um, do you like this one?
Chapter completed!