At this time, Song Jin, who was still totally unaware, also took out the magic weapon of flying palace after leaving a certain distance.
However, at this time, Song Jin's heart was cold!
Because it's too quiet! So smooth!
All the way out, they didn't even see a person blocking them,.
It's like the disciples of Meng Yuetang are blind.
He Song Jin doesn't believe that their strength has been so powerful.
And the only explanation is that this is probably a trap!
But now haotianzong has come out! I can't think of that much more.
"Is there something wrong with Ying'er? Are we going too well? "
Ye Tongtong said with a frown after she got on the magic weapon
"It's so smooth! Smooth all let a person feel cold in the heart
Ji Ying'er looks behind him and says meaningfully.
"Ah? You mean... "
Ye Tongtong some surprised said.
"Yes! And I'm afraid the strength of the people who come here is not weak! Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to be so confident
Ji Ying er's face is a little gloomy to say.
They have come all the way smoothly!
If Meng Yuetang had such self-confidence, I'm afraid the people he sent were far more successful than the three of them.
"Then what? We are a long way away from haotianzong now. Even if the old dog sent people to chase us, we can't wait for their father to come. "
Ye Tongtong some embarrassed said.
"Let's go! Try to escape! As long as you enter the sphere of influence of other sects! We should be able to reduce a lot of pressure. After all, Meng Yuetang's cultivation at this time is just the later stage of Zunjing! "
Ji Ying'er said calmly.
Then he also gave a sign to Song Jin.
Song Jin also did not hesitate to urge the magic weapon of the flying palace to sweep away in the distance.
But at this point.
Hum!
A buzz came out.
In the night.
A sword is as dazzling as the sun in the sky.
Song Jin three people feel the air that day, the face is dignified.
"It's coming after all!"
Song Jin said, biting his teeth.
Dong!
Just in the blink of an eye.
Song Jin's flying palace magic weapon is of course extremely fast!
But compared with the sword, it was a little slower after all!
With a loud noise tearing the night sky.
The three men in the flying palace were dizzy.
The cultivation of the three of them was just what they had been in the early days of Zongjing.
Compared with Ma Ping and Jiang Rui, the difference is too far!
Even the aftereffect of the blow was uncomfortable for the three of them.
Click!
With the flight, the palace was smashed to the ground.
The protection array above the flying palace heard a crisp sound of fragmentation.
Song Jin felt a slight shock in his heart!
This magic weapon of flying palace, even the practitioners at the top of the ancestral realm, will have to break it in a short time!
But he didn't expect it was just a blow!
My flying palace has split!
If the second strike comes, it's absolutely impossible for him to resist it!
"Little Lord, where is the middle and small Lord going at night?"
Ma Ping and his two figures have come to the sky of the flying magic weapon.
At this time, the three people have understood.
It's impossible to hide!
Whoosh, whoosh!
The three simply flashed out of the magic weapon of the flying palace.
Since the speed can not be compared with the other side, there is no way!
Ma Ping!?
Ji Yinger's eyes narrowed.
For the elders of this clan!
She is no stranger, of course.
At this time, she wanted to eviscerate the two elders alive!
Jiang Rui is still there!
This Ma Ping was once a member of her father's faction!
But a few years ago, he betrayed Ji Wuyou and joined the sect of elder Taishang!
"At the beginning of Zunjing! Yes? How is that possible? It's only a few years. You have entered the early stage of Zunjing! "
But suddenly, Ji Ying'er's eyes widened.
Zongjing peak wants to break through Zunjing initial stage! That's not a simple thing.
And Ma Ping's talent.
They have basically reached the end of their cultivation!
Want to break through that great chance!
However, she did not expect that at this time, they were all the cultivation of Zunjing at the beginning.
"Surprised? Little master, you see what a great master he is! Why is the little master so stubborn? If the little Lord is willing to give up his hand and surrender, I can promise the little princess that I will never kill you! "
Ma Ping smiles at Ji Ying'er and says.
"Well! No!? How dare you Ma Ping not kill me? "
Ji Ying'er sneers scornfully.
Yes, in terms of her talent!
For more than a hundred years at most, Ma Ping was just a mole ant in her eyes!
Give Ma Ping ten courage! He didn't dare to let himself go.
Otherwise, it's called raising a tiger.
"Ha ha, little master, as long as you are willing to be my cauldron, you can rest assured that I will go to the elder side."
Ma Ping said with a strange smile.
Ji Ying'er's face is also livid when he hears this.
Cauldron?
It sounds like a cauldron.
It's hard to say that it's x slave!
It's just that this is a senior x slave.
Gain some benefits from the skill of tonifying.
"Ma Ping! Is the Lord kind to you these years? Don't you have a snack? "
Song Jin said, staring at Ma Ping coldly.
"Heart? Ha ha ha... I've already thrown it away! I know my talent! If I have a heart! Can I practice to the present level? Because I have no heart! So I can cultivate to a realm that my talent could not cultivate to! "
Ma Ping is not only without the slightest guilt.
On the contrary, he said triumphantly.
Hearing Ma Ping's words, Song Jin's face was gloomy.
He thought that taking out suzerain Ji Wuyou might make Ma Ping feel a little guilty.
So as to give them a little hope,.
But he didn't expect Ma Ping to be such a man!
"Well said! But in my opinion, your cultivation may stop here forever! "
At the time of Song Jin's despair.
A voice said calmly.
Yeah!?
"Where are you! This is the territory of haotianzong! If you don't want to die, go away! "
When Ma Ping heard that someone dared to sneer at him, he was also cursing with a cold face.
At this time, his cultivation just broke through the early stage of Zunjing.
It's time to be proud!
How can you listen to other people's insults!
"Haotianzong? Ha ha... It's not haotianzong. I'm not coming yet. As for whether I want to die or not, it's not up to you. "
The voice laughed and calmed down.
But in the distance, in mid air.
A figure covered in a black robe stepped in the air.
And see that figure.
Song Jin's three people were filled with emotion.