As expected, he is a genius at dialogue, and there is no one else with this kind of brain circuit.

Even Mu Yu and Han Yao were stunned by Wang Li's judgment.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, if you can hand over your precious light magic, we may be able to help you escape this disaster." After a breath, Mu Yu's voice sounded again, "Otherwise you would be here

Take your time and enjoy the tide of monsters. Anyway, the monsters should only be interested in your true energy and flesh and blood. After you are devoured by the monsters, we can slowly pick up the magic weapons."

Mu Yu was definitely not a complacent person normally, but after saying these words, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Such a beast tide would sweep the entire Qibao Ancient Territory away. When the beast tide ends, there should be no other monks alive in the Qibao Ancient Territory except for her and Han Yao.

Although Wang Li and He Lingxiu gave her a big surprise and she could no longer seize the Immortal Vine, but even if they lost the Yuan Lei Demon Refining Tower and another treasure they were bound to get, the Great Thousand Treasure Tree,

Greater opportunity.

"It's okay." Jiang Xueli smiled proudly, "Don't panic."

"Why don't you panic? You're like this, why don't you panic?" Wang Li shouted depressedly.

But the moment he screamed, with a sneer, an extremely sharp sword pierced Han Yao's chest.

He saw that Mu Yu and Han Yao should be able to avoid the beast tide by relying on the vines on their bodies, but naturally he was not willing to let them leave like this, and then wait until the beast tide passed to collect their bodies.

"Be careful with the alchemy furnace!"

Mu Yu shouted sharply. After listening to Xin Ming's words before, she felt that Wang Li's Jian Gang was really weird.

Amidst the sharp shouts, blood light appeared in front of her, wrapping Wang Li's sword in it.

At the same time, blood surged in front of Han Yao and something flew out.

"What a coincidence?"

Wang Li's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

The thing that appeared in front of Han Yao was like a horn filled with blood. Wasn't it the blood he was talking about?

"I have it too!"

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Li, who looked very embarrassed, saw blood surge in front of him, and something like a horn flew out.

"..." He Lingxiu, who knew what was going on best, was completely speechless.

"Hahaha...that's it? Let's meet?"

Han Yao couldn't help but laugh.

They were all the same blood caecum, his was full of blood and dazzling, but Wang Li's was obviously dim in blood, and it was simply inferior to his by an unknown amount.

"Come!"

Wang Li looked a little ashamed and drove Xue Mangcang towards his Xue Mangcang.

"wrong!"

But at the moment when the two masses of blood collided, Han Yao suddenly felt an inexplicable danger. His heart suddenly shrank, and with a bang, his blood was instantly shattered.

Wang Li's originally dim blood-glow was intact, and the translucent blood-glow was crystal clear.

Whoosh!

His blood crushed Han Yao's scattered blood and directly suppressed Han Yao's body.

"don't want!"

Mu Yu's horrified scream sounded instantly.

"ah!"

At the same time, Han Yao screamed, and his chest was pierced by Wang Li's blood. The crystal blood of the gods flew through his body, instantly piercing his internal organs.

puff!

At the same time, a ball of black fire surged up in front of Han Yao's wound without warning, turning into a ghost claw and clawing hard at the inside.

Han Yao howled miserably.
Chapter completed!