Chapter 131

The sudden sound made Mo Yin suddenly surprised. He immediately raised his head and saw a young man in a black robe leaning lazily on the beam, staring at him with a smile.

"Xiao Yang?" Mo Yin looks at Xiao Yang, and his pupils suddenly shrink. He doesn't believe that Xiao Yang dares to go back to Heilin Town, and even sneaks into the rock wasteland hunting group.

His ruddy lips were slightly open. Yue Ningyi on the bed also had an unbelievable face. In his eyes, he was anxious.

"You go quickly, Mo Cheng and Mo Sen, they are in the Yanhuang spirit hunting group now!" Yue Ningyi is facing Xiao Yang and says in an urgent voice.

"Go?"

Back to God, Mo Yin's face slowly raised a smile of sarcasm: "Xiao Yang, you are so brave, heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no way to cast, in this case, let's leave your life!"

The voice of ridicule fell, Mo Yin's palm waved, a voice snail appeared in his hand, and immediately a trace of yellowish spiritual power poured into the voice snail.

However, seeing this scene, Xiao Yang just smiles faintly. He still leans on the beam and stares at Mo Yin with great interest. Yue Ning Yi's little face is already full of fear.

"Father, Xiao Yang is in my room. Please bring someone here. Tonight, I will break him up!" Mo Yin puts down the transmission snail and looks at Xiao Yang with a deep and happy voice.

Think of today can kill this person, Mo Yin's mood, simply good to the extreme.

Fingers gently point beam, Xiao Yang said with a smile: "Mo Yin little master, look at your voice snail, maybe, can find what surprise."

He raised his eyes, and his face suddenly changed into a startled sound.

The pearls inside the chuanyinluo are so dull that the news he just heard didn't go out at all!

"What have you done?" Mo Yin stares at Xiao Yang angrily. As soon as the soles of his feet step on the ground, a gray colored rock snake comes out and protects Mo Yin's body.

"You think you can beat me?" Xiao Yang lifted the corners of his mouth playfully, with a light irony in his voice.

Hearing this, Mo Yin's face suddenly became ugly. That day in the black scale arena, Xiao Yang was just a five level Lingshi. Compared with his seven level Lingshi, he was two steps behind him. But in a twinkling of an eye, he even reached the seventh level Lingshi. This speed is really shocking.

What's more, compared with him, Xiao Yang, a seven level spiritual master, is undoubtedly much stronger. Even Mohsen is buried in his hands, which is not to mention an ordinary seven level spiritual master.

Thinking of this, a sharp edge passed in Mo Yin's eyes, and the tail of the rock snake beside him was severely thrown on the ground. The dull sound of collision resounded.

"Xiao Yang, when my father hears the sound, he will come here in a moment. By that time, you will be dead!" Mo Yin's mouth grinned.

"Oh, really?" With a faint smile, Xiao Yang suddenly shot an ice breaking blade and slashed it on the wooden door.

"Click!"

After a slight stalemate, the ice breaking blade was actually on the wooden door, inch by inch broken, and finally turned into countless pieces of crystal clear ice fragments, falling down.

A golden ripple, slightly turbulent around the room, like waves, completely isolated the sound inside and outside the door.

"What is this?" Mo Yin's face was as ugly as eating a dead mouse. A sense of panic filled his heart. His head, which had been a little dizzy because of alcohol, became very sober in an instant.

"If I didn't want to ask you something, it wouldn't be so troublesome."

Xiao Yang's eyes flashed. The red flame lying on his chest suddenly shot down. His purple eyes were staring at the rock coldly, curling around the claws of the purple flame. He grabbed it hard at his head.

"Rock snake, rock scale rain!"

In the voice of Mo Yin's fear, the scales on the rock snake suddenly stood up, and then quickly broke away. With bursts of sharp wind, they shot at the red flame.

"Wow

The purple flame on the red flame claw suddenly soared, and the flying rock scales, like fragile glass, were caught in pieces on the spot.

Among the stones, the red flame turned into a purple streamer, crossed with the head of the rock snake, and immediately fell gently on the ground. With a wave of the fox's palm, the ejected claws shrank back.

Looking at the red flame dully, the rock snake opened its mouth, and the gray snake's head fell to the ground with a slap, and its body was also fragmented and scattered on the ground.

Mo Yin's face, a moment of ashes.

Xiao Yang jumped to the ground and immediately took out a Juling fruit from the empty stone and threw it into Yue Ningyi's hand. He said with a smile, "if you refine this fruit, the cartilage in your body will be forced out."

After seeing Xiao Yang for a long time, Yue Ning nodded difficultly. Her eyes dropped gently. Is this guy here to save her? But it seems that he is not.Just when Yue Ning was full of thoughts, Xiao Yang pulled a chair and sat down lazily, leaning on the back of the chair and smiling: "chief Mo Shao, talk about it."

"What do you want me to say?" Mo Yin stares at Xiao Yang angrily, but in the voice, there is a fear that is hard to hide.

"Well, about a tomb in the black scale mountains or something." Xiao Yang said softly.

"What tomb, I don't know!" Mo Yin's eyes twinkled slightly. Isn't this guy always in the north of the mountain range? There is at least dozens of miles away from him. How did he get the news.

"Shua!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yang waved out his hand, and the small ice breaking blade fell into Mo Yin's left leg in an instant. When the cold ice breath eroded, all the flesh and blood around him were frozen, and then with a click, the sound of fragmentation came out.

Leng Leng looked at the blood ice flowing from his feet. After a long time, Mo Yin just screamed, but he saw that Xiao Yang's hand was the flying blade emerging again. The voice of half shouting was instantly choked back to his stomach.

"The flying blade just aimed at your leg. Do you want to guess where I will shoot this one?" Xiao Yang's way of smiling.

"The devil!" The corner of Mo Yin's mouth trembles. This guy is more ruthless than many spirit hunters who lick blood at the edge of a knife!

"You have three more minutes." Xiao Yang's ice blade was spinning in his hand, and his voice was cold.

Mo Yin's legs trembled and his face was full of struggle.

Three breath in the past, Xiao Yang eyes a MI, palm just about to swing, ink Yin heart of the defense line, finally completely collapsed.

"The tomb of blazing fire spirit is the tomb of blazing fire spirit!" Mo Yin cried out.

Hearing this, Xiao Yang was very happy. This trip did not come in vain.

[finally, it's written. The fifth watch is presented. The trial push is over. It's hard work. Next, slow down a little. Today's increased collection will come out one after another in the next few days. There won't be a few chapters, but it won't work as hard as these two days. Forgive fan Yan's hand]