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Whoosh! Whoosh!

Mo Ya and Jin Yan took action at the same time. Mo Ya's cultivation seemed to be slightly stronger than Jin Yan, at least the speed was a little faster than Jin Yan. His palm first touched the purple gold gauze dress.

A faint smile appeared on Mo Ya's face. Just as he was about to grab the purple-gold gauze dress, the slightly slower Jin Yan suddenly showed a hideous smile. There was a divine scroll with green light in his hand at some point.

Swish!

Jin Yan had a sneer on the corner of his mouth and suddenly tore the divine scroll apart. In an instant, countless divine patterns appeared. After the hazy divine pattern luster, a small marten figure that was dark all over appeared.

The phantom of the little marten is dark all over, the fur is shiny, and the hairs are clearly visible. Between the hairs, there are faint thunder silk.

This sable shadow is a thunder sable, with an amazing speed, and even a strong man in the Ningyuan realm will have a headache if he encounters it!

The divine scroll torn apart by the Golden Flame is obviously a middle-grade Xuan-level divine scroll, and it condenses the phantom of the Thunder Light Squid. It must be a first-class mid-grade Xuan-level divine scroll.

call out!

The moment Mo Ya's palm touched the purple gold gauze dress, the phantom of the lightning marten turned into a stream of light and bit Mo Ya's wrist hard, forcing Mo Ya to let go.

Back! Back! Back! Back! Back!

Mo Ya's face changed slightly, and he retreated again and again, and he narrowly avoided the phantom of the thunder marten. Although the magical powers written on the divine scroll can only burst out some of the power of the magical power, facing the first-class Xuan-level intermediate magical powers, even if it is only part of the power, Mo Ya can bear it now.

"You... are really willing to let it go!" Mo Ya's face looked a little ugly. Obviously, he didn't expect that Jin Yan would suddenly tear apart the divine scroll. It should be noted that the medium-level divine scroll costs at least tens of thousands of silver patterns.

"It's just a medium-grade divine scroll. Of course I'm willing to change to a medium-grade barbarian Taoist weapon!" Jin Yan smiled proudly, stretched out his hand and stroked the corner of his armband, looked at Mo Ya, slowly stretched out his palm and grabbed the purple-gold gauze dress.

Just as Jin Yan's palm touched the purple-gold gauze dress, a slender and white finger suddenly appeared.

"I want this purple and gold gauze dress!" A light voice suddenly sounded, and the slender and white finger bent slightly, and suddenly a finger force popped out, and a "bang" bounced on the back of Jin Yan's hand.

The moment Lin Ziyan's finger force fell on the back of Jin Yan's hand, Jin Yan felt as if he was hit by lightning. His whole palm trembled suddenly and withdrew his palm like lightning. The arrogant smile on his face froze. He looked down at his palm that was still trembling, and he showed unconcealed astonishment in his eyes.

"Who are you?!" Looking at Lin Ziyan, who was slightly lowering her head and calmly putting away the purple gold gauze dress with a little fear, Jin Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his slightly trembling palm without any trace, and quietly placed the palm behind him.

Because Lin Ziyan was lowering her head slightly, Jin Yan did not see Lin Ziyan's eyes shining with a faint purple light, so he did not guess Lin Ziyan's identity!

Jin Yan's small movements could not be hidden from Mo Ya's eyes. Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed across Mo Ya's face, which had always been cold and indifferent, then raised his head and fell on Lin Ziyan with a puzzled gaze. Just at this moment, Lin Ziyan put away the purple-gold gauze dress, slowly raised her head, and glanced at Mo Ya casually with a faint purple light.

hiss!

When Mo Ya saw Lin Ziyan's bright eyes shining with purple light, the muscles in the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably, and suddenly took a breath of cold air. Her expression suddenly became extremely complicated, shocked, excited, and fearful.

"This purple and gold gauze dress belongs to you!" Mo Ya slowly breathed, his expression regained his indifference. He ignored the golden flame with a blue face and looked straight at Lin Ziyan and said.

"Fart! The God-Sealing Seal Formation was broken by you and I. Why should she get the bargain? Before I got angry, put down the purple gold gauze dress and I could pretend that nothing had happened!" Hearing Mo Ya's words, Jin Yan was suddenly angry, with a substantial anger in his eyes, and he stared at Lin Ziyan's back coldly.

In order to get this purple and gold gauze dress, Jin Yan even tore apart a divine scroll at the intermediate level of the Xuan level. How could Lin Ziyan, who suddenly appeared, get a bargain?

Although he was a little afraid of Lin Ziyan's strength, how could he, Jin Yan, have he ever been afraid of anyone?

Even the strong man in Ningyuan Realm would not want to steal my Jin Yan’s things! The spear in Jin Yan’s hand quickly rotated.

"Even if you don't take action, breaking this restriction will be easy." Lin Ziyan frowned slightly, turned around, and her eyes shining with purple light fell on the angry Jin Yan.

Ga!

The moment when he saw Lin Ziyan's eyes shining with purple light, Jin Yan's neck seemed to be suddenly pinched. His lips squirmed for a long time, but he didn't say a word. His face, with arrogance and angry, instantly turned pale.

"You, you are..." The moment Jin Yan guessed Lin Ziyan's identity, he understood what Mo Ya said. This purple-gold gauze dress should indeed belong to Lin Ziyan.

Everyone who saw this scene in the distance showed a look of surprise and confusion. Who is this mysterious girl? She actually forcibly snatched a medium-grade barbarian Taoist weapon from Mo Ya and Jin Yan's hands, and Mo Ya and Jin Yan were quite afraid of her appearance.

"The purpose of your coming here is not just for these few stubborn Taoist weapons, right?" Lin Ziyan waved her hand, interrupted Jin Yan's words, and looked at the two passages leading deeper into the Blood Mist Valley in the hall.

After hearing Lin Ziyan's words, Jin Yan and Mo Ya both looked at each other quietly, and then looked directly at Lin Ziyan with a calm expression. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes, and an unprecedented solemnity appeared between her frowning eyebrows.

Although the medium-grade mangroun Taoist weapon is of great value, compared to the real treasure in the Blood Mist Valley, a medium-grade mangroun Taoist weapon is nothing. Jin Yan and Mo Ya can let Lin Ziyan take away the purple gold gauze dress, but they don’t want Lin Ziyan to continue to mix with the next thing!

Mo Ya's palm gently pressed on the ancient sword, and Jin Yan also tightly held the golden spear in his hand. Although he had not opened his mouth, the atmosphere around him became solemn in an instant, causing everyone who was snatching the seven low-grade barbarian bone artifacts to stumble slightly.

"Do you want to do it?" Lin Ziyan smiled softly, and a purple flame quietly emerged in her eyes, "You can try to let me stop!"

Lin Ziyan's eyes were calm, she glanced at Mo Ya and Jin Yan casually, then turned indifferently, and walked directly to the one on the right of the two passages leading to the depths of the Blood Mist Valley.

Standing in front of the barrier that looked like water waves at the entrance of the passage, Lin Ziyan let out a light breath, slowly raised her palm, and pressed her jade hand against the barrier that looked like water waves. The purple flames in her eyes suddenly became stronger, making a faint purple light filled her entire palm.

Hurry!

The water wave barrier melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a human-shaped hole with a faint purple light shining on the edge of the hole.

While breaking through the barrier, Lin Ziyan sent a message to Ye Wei: "Xiao Wei, it's too dangerous inside, don't follow you, hurry up and leave the Blood Mist Valley! Leave the matter of looking for the Tianhun Grass to me! I will definitely help you find the Tianhun Grass!"

Lin Ziyan looked back at Ye Wei and signaled Ye Wei to leave here with her eyes. Ye Wei had those divine scrolls to protect her. It would be safe to leave the Blood Mist Valley just now. Moreover, Ye Wei was unlikely to break through this barrier and could not enter the dangerous areas inside. Thinking of this, she moved her lotus steps lightly and stepped into the passage.

Buzzing!

The moment Lin Ziyan stepped into the passage, the faint purple light spreading in the human-shaped hole dissipated, and then the water-like barrier squirmed slightly, blocking the passage again.

I don’t know what Lin Ziyan, Mo Ya, Jin Yan and others wanted to snatch it, but the three of them were so concerned. After watching Lin Ziyan’s figure disappear from the barrier, Ye Wei couldn’t help but think.

"Interesting, it seems that the two of us may be joining forces!" Mo Ya looked at Lin Ziyan who was stepping into the passage. After a little silence, her right hand holding the hilt of the sword slowly relaxed, her eyes became extremely bright, and a substantial fighting spirit appeared on her cold face, and she took the lead in slowly walking towards the passage.

"Hmph! I, Jin Yan, want to see how strong the people from that family are in the rumor!" Jin Yan snorted coldly, followed Mo Ya closely, and walked towards the passage with great strides.

The translucent water-like barrier at the entrance of the passage could not block Lin Ziyan, nor could it block Mo Ya and Jin Yan. After the three of them stepped into the passage one after another, the battle in the hall became even more unscrupulous.

For the seven low-grade mangrove artifacts, they all turned red. The pungent smell of blood filled the entire hall, and people kept falling down.
Chapter completed!