When Huang Zaihe was knocked away, the treasure in his hand also flew high and was caught by Yiran.
The bones fused instantly, and the light pillar became thicker, surpassing the two in the distance.
Yi Ran threw it to Mo Xiangyi without even looking at it, but Mo Xiangyi complained quietly.
"You are so strong, why do you have to hide it from me so hard? And every time there are countless people fighting for the treasure in the secret realm, why do you just give it to me like this?"
After taking the treasure, Mo Xiangyi laughed again, full of charm, and his eyes were so sad that they seemed to be dripping with water.
"Oh, don't worry, I will definitely share the treasure with you."
He still didn't look back at Mo Xiangyi, but looked at the group of servants hurriedly catching Huang Zaihe, not daring to stop.
He watched Yiran slowly retreat with his eyes, not daring to turn around and run away, leaving his back to this young man.
When the other group saw Huang Zaihe, who was seriously injured by a blow, they had no intention of taking action and ran away without stopping.
It's not like a tree falls and a team is scattered. The team that was temporarily united will fall apart once it loses its backbone.
Mo Xiangyi frowned and asked unwillingly:
"Hey, hey, Yiran, why don't you kill them all? They bully me like this, don't you feel bad?"
Yiran smiled and said playfully: "Yiyi, why do girls always think about killing people!"
"You also know that the secret realm can only be entered by monks of level five or below. However, the technique I practice is good at speed. If it is extremely fast, I can make a point Arrancar, which just happens to restrain the so-called Glorious World Bell."
Mo Xiangyi nodded thoughtfully, jumped to Yi Ran's side, and said with a smile, "Then when will we grab the rest?"
"There's no rush. You can treat your wounds first. After they finish, we can get closer."
After hearing this, Mo Xiangyi took out a bottle of medicine from the space ring. As soon as he opened the cork, the fragrance of the medicine filled the air.
Yiran was shocked, "The scent of this medicine should be the scent of the sixth-level spiritual grass Dipsacus vine. This medicine starts at least the fifth level! He is worthy of being a genius from a big family in the city."
This gap in background is the reason for the gap between the Fenghuo Principality and the Dousen Principality and even several major empires.
Mo Xiangyi applied the medicine on the wounds, and the three wounds immediately recovered at an extremely fast speed.
In less than half a stick of incense time, scabs have formed.
The blood scab fell off after a stick of incense, leaving no scars.
Yiran was dazzled when he looked at the three exposed pieces of snow-white skin.
Chu Feng Ti is indeed the kind of special being who is destined to sit in a high position from birth, even if it means relying on a man.
Yiran retracted his gaze and looked at the two light beams in the distance. They still had not merged, indicating that the war was still in full swing.
Heading towards the light pillar, the two of them walked slowly and slowly for more than ten miles, encountering several groups of thieves blocking the road and ambushing them.
Except for those who killed each other after seeing the light beam, Yiran did not go on a killing spree, nor did he hunt down those who escaped.
After Mo Xiangyi killed a few people, he couldn't help it anymore and said to Yi Ran: "Hey, Yi Ran, it's not good for you to be so kind. The elders of the clan have repeatedly warned that if you want to kill people, you must eradicate the roots."
"Otherwise, someone's descendant might pop up one day to avenge someone you can't even remember who it is."
"It's okay to say that you are not strong. If someone with extraordinary talent comes to seek revenge, will you regret not eradicating the root cause before you die?"
"And as far as I'm concerned, if you let them go, they might turn around and stab you. Or they might join a new team and attack you again!"
Yiran looked at the beautiful girl so close and never imagined that she had been educated like this by her clan since she was a child. She couldn't help but ask:
"Then why didn't you kill those two magicians at the beginning?"
Mo Xiangyi was stunned by the question, and felt a sense of clarity in his heart.
"That's right! Murdering is inherently sinful, and eradicating the roots is even more unscrupulous. How is it different from that devil?"
But after a moment of clarity, she immediately became charming again.
Suddenly holding Yiran's hand, she said charmingly: "Then let's not get rid of the weeds. Let's go grab the treasure."
Yiran's murmur came to his ears:
"In my hometown, the strength of the fourth level is enough to become the commander of a border town, enough to keep a place stable."
"And he will be stronger in the future. He can change the world without saying anything. At least it won't get worse."
"So I still hope there are more geniuses in this world so that ordinary people can live easier."
"I hope that if they die, they will die in the battle to protect their homeland, and that they will die in the hands of foreigners instead of meaninglessly in my hands."
Mo Xiangyi's arm trembled, wondering what he was thinking.
As the two approached the battlefield, the smell of blood faintly appeared in the air. The closer they got to the light beam, the stronger the smell became.
Mo Xiangyi followed Yi Ran, breathing heavily, smelling the smell of blood as if he was greedy.
He stared behind Yiran to avoid being seen by him.
After walking for half an hour, the two finally arrived only one mile away from the battlefield.
Yiran didn't stop, but was pulled by Mo Xiangyi.
Mo Xiangyi was full of doubts. She didn't understand why Yiran suddenly changed her style and stopped hiding in the dark. She asked:
"Hey, Yiran, why don't we wait this time? Let them kill them to death first, and then we can go over and rob them!"
Yi Ran turned his head and smiled at Mo Xiangyi: "No need to wait, let's go take a look. It's almost enough to fight for so long."
Mo Xiangyi's expression darkened, and he said sadly, "How about we wait a little longer?"
Yiran looked at the girl's resentful eyes and said with a smile: "Then let's wait a little longer. There's no rush anyway. If they see the light beam approaching, they may not be able to continue fighting."
Mo Xiangyi showed her fangs and bit her lip, her face full of reluctance.
However, the shaking on the ground suddenly became violent, and it quickly approached them.
Yi Ran walked up to Mo Xiangyi with a silhouette like a mountain.
In less than half a stick of incense, the ancient tree in front of Yiran exploded into pieces, and two figures appeared in front of him.
One man was tall and muscular, with his upper body exposed, and his eyes filled with fighting intent.
The other person was wearing a robe, with elemental wings gently fanning behind his back, and his eyes were sharp and aura was extraordinary.
After seeing Yi Ran and the two, they immediately stopped fighting, frowning and not knowing what they were thinking.
Then more than 20 people swept in this direction while fighting, plowing a road more than 20 feet wide.
Each of these twenty people had more or less minor or serious injuries.
There were at most one wound, and in the end there were eight staggered wounds, each of which was a terrifying half-inch deep. They were obviously wounds caused by a string of wind blades.
However, the physique of a great martial artist is tough enough. Even if he endured the wind blade and suffered horrific injuries, it would still be a skin injury after all.
The most seriously injured person had a spear piercing his chest, and his beating heart could still be seen faintly.
If the angle of the spear's thrust was even an inch higher, it would have pierced the heart directly, and he would never be able to hold on here.
But even if he wasn't dead, he still wouldn't feel good. No matter if he took action or received a move, there would always be black blood overflowing from his mouth and the wound on his chest.
Seeing the two people fighting the most fiercely in front stop, everyone who was fighting separated and stood still.
When they saw that there were only two people on that side, almost all of them showed cruel and bloodthirsty expressions.
Mo Yiran looked at the two people in front of him, couldn't help but screamed, and called out two names.
"Sun Haoning, Wenger!"
The two people whose names were called were stunned and stayed in the city. They were the leaders of the younger generation and were somewhat famous.
But being called out by a girl I had never seen before, I was a little surprised.
Yiran looked back at Mo Xiangyi, who revealed everything she knew.
"Sun Haoning, a direct descendant of the Sun family of the third family, a nine-star great martial artist, capable of fighting against fifth-level monks."
"Wenger, the direct descendant of the fifth family, the Wen family, is a nine-star great magician. It is rumored that he is a master of magic and martial arts. Even if he is not a master of both magic and martial arts, his physique has been extremely well-trained."
When the two heard what the beautiful girl said who recognized them, they felt happy and looked proud.
This sounds much more comfortable than the flattery of one's own servant.
Sun Haoning said to Mo Xiangyi, "I don't know which family the girl and the young hero are from. If their family backgrounds are related, we can avoid fighting today and can conspire for the treasure together."
Wenger smiled disdainfully: "Sun Haoning, do you think you've got the treasure? You're obviously outnumbered and you've got the nerve to talk nonsense here!"
"You're not afraid that our brothers will laugh out loud!"
Sun Haoning said angrily: "If you hadn't launched a sneak attack, so many of us would have died?"
"Haha. If I can kill someone while fighting you, can this be considered a sneak attack? If I can't do it, I can't blame others."
Wenger is extremely confident in his own strength. He is gifted and physically strong, but he has the talent of a magician.
So he has been exercising since he was a child, and he has never been stingy with all kinds of rare medicines.
Although he is not a true magician and martial artist, his physique is enough to fight against ordinary great martial artists.
Because you can fight against Sun Haoning and kill other people with magic at the same time.
Sun Haoning couldn't kill him, but he could kill Sun Haoning's servants with one blow.
The two were about the same strength. Sun Haoning originally had a numerical advantage, but Wenger killed many of them.
So Sun Haoning deliberately distanced himself from the servants, and it turned into a melee and a solo fight between the two.
Therefore, until now in this battle, most of the people have died tragically, but there is still no winner.
After Sun Haoning saw the last beam of light approaching him, he wanted to drag the third force into the water and seek a chance to break the situation.
Wenger is also happy to see Sun Haoning coming in this direction. Even in a melee, he is confident enough to be invincible.
And this treasure hunt can end early to see what the ultimate treasure that has never appeared in the Qinglong Secret Realm is.
Sun Haoning also knew that if this situation continued, he would have no choice but to treat Wenger as a living doctor. He said politely to Yi Ran: "Brother, you should be very powerful. Why don't we work together to kill him first."
"The guy opposite has powerful magic, but also has a terrifying physique. He is extremely difficult to deal with."
Wenger didn't care at all about Sun Haoning's move to win over that young man. Would he be afraid of the two joining forces?
After the magician has a terrifying physique, there is no way that two ordinary people can match it together.
What's more, he also knew that Sun Haoning had a special spiritual palace, and he had a powerful trump card that he had not yet shown.
They looked at the young man with four eyes at the same time, wanting to see what the young man would choose.
It was just the young man's next words that made the two of them freeze on the spot.
"Give me the treasure and you can go!"
An extremely ordinary sentence, but everyone felt its domineering power.
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