Chapter 293

Song Bao is absolutely fast, but Liu Shaotang is faster. Unfortunately, they all failed. Because they all hit the wall of fire.

The fire of poverty and evil will burn and crack the void.

Bang, a medal fell into the hands of ink ice in the white flame.

"As for it, fire is great." song Baoyang was unhappy and stared at Mo Bing.

"I'm curious. What accomplishments will you achieve when you get the refined fire and reconcile Yin and Yang?" Liu Shaotang waved a peach blossom fan to extinguish the flame in front of him.

Mo Bing showed unprecedented surprise. "Leave the essence!" he murmured two words. Not many people know about Li Jing and poor evil. Fewer people know that the two are one.

These two kinds of flames are the essence of fire elements when the earth and the earth are first opened. Fire element is also divided into yin and Yang. The Yang is called Li Jing, and the Yin is called Qiongsha.

Similarly, Shenmu was also a product of that time. With it, he could build a bridge between his water element and the poor evil spirit. Water makes wood, and wood makes fire, so it can live forever.

What Shen Mu solved was not only his own ability, but also his own alchemy. This was his greatest extravagance.

Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, gives birth to three, and gives birth to all things. All things have the same origin, so there is the possibility of various combinations. With endless changes, people can't do their best. Mo Bing firmly believes that his future lies in looking for Shen Mu, not a way to suppress the poor evil spirit.

Conforming to the development of life is the eternal way.

As for what will happen after getting the essence, he really didn't think about it, because no one in the world has ever got it, and few people even know the whereabouts of the essence. He only knows a little about Li Jing. It is said that Li Jing may appear in the world when the poor and strange carrier appears. This is only a possibility.

"Thanks a lot." he thanked everyone with a kind word.

After seeing Mo Bing's hand, others were both envious and jealous. Keep their gods and enter the state of cultivation.

Seeing off the last ray of sunset, Lingjun jumped, and the figure flickered wildly. They were all together. Until he was no longer flashing, people were relieved.

Ye Qian shouted impatiently, "can you inform us before you act?"

Hurrah, several lights flashed from Lingjun's hands and shot at the four of them. "I can only collect so much."

Shit, you found five medals without doing anything?

"You knew there was a medal here?" Zhou Chong was seriously depressed. He was the emperor, so the gap didn't have to be so big!

Lingjun said, "I just determined the location of these medals. My ability is limited. I can only take out four."

Liu Shaotang jumped violently: "there's more here. Where is it?"

Song Bao was also dissatisfied. "I should have thought you were not a casual sleeper."

Lingjun smiled and said nothing. He would never tell his secret. He can sense the eight elephants, but this is a boundary. The elephants are disordered and changeable.

Fortunately, he has a better helper than him. Small gun soul. Seeing the medal in Zhu Yong's hand, the soul of the small gun can't rely on it. It wants to eat!

You can eat anything except medals. At least you can't eat it until you know if there are traps on it.

When it comes to eating, the soul of the small gun pays special attention. When Lingjun comes here, he can't help it. "There's a lot to eat. If you don't eat, you don't eat for nothing."

The spirit didn't want to hear the news. Many medals were placed in one place, which was obviously the fuse for the group fight.

Of course, since he hit here, he didn't want to go again. Instead of looking for medals, we'd better wait here for the crowd to rob. Scuffles are better than being intercepted.

He didn't expect that Mo Bing had such a big origin. From the moment he suppressed the poor evil spirit, he was waiting for this moment.

Wait for xinrao to change and forcibly intervene in the game.

Vientiane changes are random, so his intervention will not be noticed by many contestants. At least the first batch of people who appeared in front of Lingjun are at a loss.

These people feel that they have been blown by a gust of wind. On the way of looking for medals, suddenly the time and space around me began to distort, and I came to this strange place in an instant.

When they see someone in front of them, they are alert.

Just ready to talk, hoo, another gust of wind. Dozens of people came.

Should have come, shouldn't have come. It's all here.

As expected, Shuyu, Gu Xiaoyu and others who could be liked by xinrao didn't come.

Wu Zun and police magic are another group. I don't know how they did it.

"Good calculation, just surrounded us." Mo Bing inexplicably stood in Lingjun's camp.

Lingjun asked weakly, "did everyone find the medal?"

As soon as the police Huan's eyes lit up, he flashed to Lingjun and asked for: "return my keel."

Lingjun frowned and said, "I didn't dismantle your bones."

The policeman shook his magic powder fist and clenched his teeth and said, "you're in great danger, you know. Give it to me quickly."

At this time, Wu Zun also came up. "What are you doing? Give it quickly. There are not many opportunities for cooperation."

Lingjun looked puzzled. "Here you are, but you should be mentally prepared."

"I'm not a benefactor, but you can't deny that I saved you." police fantasy wants to be fair and aboveboard.

When did you save me? Lingjun was stunned and couldn't remember. He offered some incomplete Youlong sword to police magic. "I don't know what I owed you both in my last life." he relaxed his mind and prepared for the storm of police fantasy.

Strange, police magic not only didn't get angry, but was ecstatic holding Youlong sword and biting out a few words: "old monster, look how arrogant you are, you actually want to take Miss Ben's house. Look, I don't refine you."

Hoo, the police magic took you long's sword and said decisively, "thank you for breaking the keel. Zun, let's go."

Shua, she said she had dragged Wu Zun out of the encirclement.

The spirit all fell to empty stare. "This cooperation is too short."

Mo Bing sighed, "they seem to calculate that you will give it."

As soon as Mo Bing reminded, Ling Jun smiled knowingly. "This is the advantage of the younger generation." what value does it have if the elders don't give the younger generation what they have snatched back!

"You are different from what I imagined." Mo Bing only said one sentence and turned to the topic: "I want Xu Maoming buried here."

Ah, Qiu is not small! Lingjun is happy to help. Kill people and steal goods and divide up treasures. This is our favorite. "I'm just going to do things for heaven, except for this scum."

The two reached a consensus, and Ling Jun passed the word to others, "specializing in Xu Maoming, he has a medal."

Lingjun was just a riddle, but Xu Maoming shouted, "Lingjun collected all the remaining medals."

"NIMA, absolutely plant it! It's true that you collect it." Lingjun waved Fengchi's residual sword and took Xu Maoming.

This planting will work. Even Liu Shaotang and song Bao were surprised. No one knows how many medals Lingjun has. He didn't give it to us, obviously to make us work hard for him.

Said Gu Xiaoyu, Shuyu collected all the medals, no one would believe it, but said Lingjun, most people believe it. Who doesn't know that he is not only a fighting genius, but also a treasure hunting genius.

The enemy has an advantage in quantity. A group of contestants jumped on Lingjun's track.

Whir, the sword roared in my ears, the flood roared in front of me, the thunder and lightning behind me, and the huge stones in the sky fell. No one knows better than Lingjun that the power of many people is terrible. In those years, he did the beating of quasi saints by twenty kings.

It is impossible to avoid the siege of 36 practitioners of the same level at the same time.