Chapter 110

The edge of the ring is full of thorns. It is suspended on the red flame's claws. It rotates rapidly. A lavender streamer is around the ring, and then it turns. There is a harsh hum.

At this moment, on the damaged platform, the temperature is climbing.

"This breath is no less than the spirit skill of the lower general..."

Countless people stare at the two fire stab rings, and their eyes are full of incredible. A single fire stab ring can kill most of the higher imperial spirit skills, but red flame can condense two at the same time!

"This kid, you can't let it go." Mo gang and Mo Yin have a cold face. They have no doubt that with Xiao Yang's potential, if they let him grow up, sooner or later, Yanhuang spirit hunting group will suffer a fatal blow.

"Is this your card..." Mujie's eyes are dignified. The spirit power in the spirit gate is like a pouring flood. He quickly passes it to Shaluo. He has a premonition that if he keeps his hand again, Shaluo is likely to fall in this move.

"Whew!"

When shalo's arm was shocked, the rock stab on the back of his hand was instantly extended. All his spiritual power was concentrated on the rock stab, so that the dark yellow light stretched out at the tip of the rock stab, and a small hole suddenly appeared on the stone platform below.

"Sharo, the rock is broken, the thorn is empty!"

Mu Jie's eyes suddenly opened, and the cold cheers came out. As soon as Shaluo stepped on the ground, he rushed towards the red flame in the rock splash. The rock stab made a long and thin crack appear in the front space.

Eyes beat for a while, red flame claws cross wave out, rotating fire thorn ring, directly tore the air barrier, shuttle around on the high platform, leaving the shadow of the road, and then suddenly gathered in front of Saro, two fire thorn ring with hot temperature, to the head of Saro chop down.

Saro's arms are slightly raised, and his sharp sharp spines are tightly connected with the fire sting ring.

"Bang!"

The crisp impact sound sounded, and a violent wave of energy quickly spread out from the junction. The damaged high platform collapsed layer upon layer. For a moment, the gravel filled the sky, and the figures of the two spirit beasts were deeply trapped in the platform.

Curling smoke, rising from the pit formed by the collision of the two, all the onlookers stopped breathing at this time.

"Who won?"

After a long time, there was still silence on the high platform. Only Xiao Yang and Mu Jie looked at each other across the air, their faces were flat, but among the spirit hunters below, a slight voice of inquiry finally came out.

"Do you have a bubble in your brain? You still need to think that Mujie must have won." The woman in green beside Yue Ningyi glances at the speaker discontentedly.

Yue Ning Yi pursed her lips, and her pretty face was worried.

"Congratulations, brother Mu is really powerful. This wild cat and wild dog didn't know which hole he came from. He dared to challenge brother mu. It's really stupid." Mo Yin arched his hand to Mu Jie and said with a smile that if someone listened carefully, he would be able to hear a hint of flattery hidden in his voice.

The young leader of tangtangyanhuang spirit hunting regiment should be so respectful to a member. It's just incredible to hear that.

"I declare that the winner this time is mu..." Mo Yin sneered at Xiao Yang, and with some mocking voice, it rang.

"I lost."

However, Mu Jie's insipid voice made Mo Yin spit out half of his words, rotten in his mouth.

"Brother Xiao, your gift of purple flame fox is far beyond my imagination." Mujie calmly looked at Xiao Yang, a trace of dazzling blood, flowing down the corner of his mouth.

"Your Saro is very good, too."

Xiao Yang light smile, complexion tired red flame, slowly climb out from the hole, purple tail, pulling a body full of scars figure, is Saro!

"How can it be!" The woman in green under the stage covers her mouth with shocked eyes, while Yue Ningyi beside her is relieved, as if she was fighting on the stage just now.

"Thank you very much." Mujie's palm caressed his waist. With a flick of his fingertips, a pale yellow pill fell into Shaluo's mouth. Surprisingly, after the entrance of the pill, Shaluo's body surface was covered with a piece of rock armor at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't expect that my Mujie would be planted in this small town one day." Mujie laughs at himself. After Shaluo returns to the spirit gate, he jumps down from the damaged platform, turns his back to Xiao Yang and slowly waves his hand.

"If you are interested, you can come to see me in the center of the Empire. The cultivation environment there is hundreds of times better than here. Of course, you have to find a way to clean up the mess here."

Looking at the background of Mujie's disappearance, Xiao Yang shakes his head and grins bitterly. Depending on the situation, Mujie also has a big background. However, are the children of these big families so proud? It seems that everyone's tone of voice has a certain condescending flavor.

So is Mujie and so is Baiming.

Thinking of Bai Ming, a cold light flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes. Now he has reached the strength of Bai Ming that day. I don't know what step Bai Ming has reached with the support of Bai's numerous resources.He shook his head and threw the idea out of his head. Xiao Yang looked at Mo Yin with a pale face and said with a smile, "according to the rules, I can choose one of the three Lingshu books now?"

His eyes stare at Xiao Yang coldly. Mo Yin is silent. The atmosphere in the field is suddenly suppressed.

"Ha ha, younger brother Xiao, he was already a five level spirit hunter. It's hard to find his qualification. Do you want to join our Yanhuang spirit hunting group?" Mo Gang takes over the conversation with a smile, but the ferocity in his eyes shows that he just wants to use this mask to keep Xiao Yang.

"The head of Mo Tuan is looking at me. The five level Lingshi of my age go to the central part of the Empire to catch a large number of them, but they still don't make trouble for the Yanhuang spirit hunting group." Xiao Yang smiles and moves towards the stone pillar without any trace. On it, the three attacking Lingshu are lying quietly.

"So you don't look up to me Mo Gang still kept smiling, but the sudden cold words made many spirit hunters shiver.

"Where does it come from? Xiao just likes freedom." Xiao Yang apologized with a smile, stretched out the palm, gently pressed the ice attribute of Lingshu.

Just at this time, a spirit hunter quickly ran to Mo Yin and whispered a few words. Mo Yin's eyes suddenly glowed with cold light. At the corner of his mouth, he raised a gloomy smile.

"Brother Xiao, I heard that you had traded some stone mushroom monsters in the shop before. Is that true?" Mo Yin turned his head and looked at Xiao Yang.

"Yes, so what?" Xiao Yang frowned, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

"Come on, catch him for me. It's this boy who sneaked into the treasure house of our rock wasteland spirit hunting group a few days ago and stole the empty stone with the stone mushroom monster!" Mo Yin shrieked.

All of a sudden, dozens of spirit hunters with rock patterns on their chests surrounded the damaged platform, and each spirit beast was staring at Xiao Yang.

The atmosphere is tense.