Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 321 Did You Do It?

Wang Mu shook his head in his heart and laughed, with Xiao Linglong and Bingyue around, of course they are not afraid of any conspiracy.He raised his eyes to look at Ling Lan again, the unconcealable coldness in the eyes of the other party was obviously Sima Zhaozhi's heart, and everyone in the world knew it.

Since the people under the banner of Wan Yao Palace can't help but want to get rid of them, there is no need to be polite, so as to save trouble in the future.

"Okay, brother Ling Lan, please lead the way." After a pause, Wang Mu smiled lightly and made a gesture of invitation.

Ling Lan was overjoyed, her eyes were about to burn, she took a deep breath to suppress the excitement in her heart, she nodded her head pretendingly, and then flew away.

Wang Muyi and the others looked at each other, and then they all vacated to follow.

"Damn it, this is a good show. Quack!" In the air, Yan Kuan said to Duan Yirui and Wang Junhui through sound transmission.

"Oh, what a crime," Wang Junhui shook his head, "I really don't know what expressions Ling Lan and his group will have when they see Bingyue and Xiao Linglong later."

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to it." Duan Yirui laughed excitedly.

Following Ling Lan, everyone flew a hundred miles away before falling from the sky.

It is also a valley, with flowers and plants everywhere, and strange rocks everywhere.

When everyone fell to the ground, on the top of the mountain on one side of the valley, more than a dozen people fell down again.

All of a sudden, the bright brilliance of the valley dimmed a bit, and there was a cold murderous aura in the wind.

More than a dozen masters from Earth Immortal to Celestial Immortal could completely suppress Wang Mu and the others just by the fluctuation of their spiritual power.

The crowd dispersed, forming a faint siege to Wang Mu and the others.

Looking at Wang Mu and the others, Ling Lan smiled, and all the monster races on both sides of him also smiled sinisterly. It is also an honor for these monster races to successfully complete the task assigned by the master of Wan Yao Palace. .

And Wang Mu and the others were also smiling, especially Yan Kuan, Duan Yirui, and Wang Junhui, who folded their arms, shook their legs, and looked at each other's death.

It's a pity that Ling Lan and the others are still unable to find out where Bingyue and Xiao Linglong are. Although Bingyue has been trapped in the Prison Dragon Tower for hundreds of years, and her cultivation base is not advancing but retreating, she is still at the level of the second-order Da Luo Jinxian .

As for Xiao Linglong, she is a ninth-rank Da Luo Jinxian, only one step away from the immortal monarch. In addition, the Linglong Caique family is contaminated with the blood of the ancient Phoenix family, and its strength is much higher than the body's cultivation base.

Not to mention the dozen or so rookies whose highest cultivation level is only a celestial being, even if those mentors came, it would not be enough for Xiao Linglong to clean up by herself.

At this moment, the two daughters are standing on the mountain opposite the valley. Xiao Linglong is wearing a colorful dress, and Bingyue is wearing a pure white body. abnormal.

"Tell me, why do so many people want to kill Brother Wang Mu?" Bingyue asked softly, looking at the murderous monsters below, and the coldness in her icy blue eyes grew stronger.

"I don't know," Xiao Linglong pouted, "Anyway, whoever has trouble with my master, I will have trouble with anyone!"

Bingyue nodded, "Sister Linglong, leave these people to me."

"Okay, I heard that you have been trapped in the Prison Dragon Pagoda for so many years, so it's time to move around." Xiao Linglong shook her head and put on a generous face.

Bingyue smiled coldly, and the pure white brilliance condensed out of her hands, finally forming a substantial long sword, like a long sword condensed with ice crystals, pure and unparalleled.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I only blame you for standing in the wrong camp. Therefore, you must die." In the valley, a monster clan glanced at Wang Muyi and shouted.

"Aha! Dare to call us so far away, do you want to kill us?" Yan Kuanman said indifferently.

"These guys know they haven't held their farts well." Wang Junhui also shook his head and laughed.

Then, Yan Kuan strode to the front again, stretched out his head and shouted: "Come on, don't you want to kill us, I'll put my head here for you, if you can touch a hair of my fucking hair, Laozi is your grandson! If you can’t touch it, then you are my grandson! Hahaha!”

Hearing Yan Kuan's fearless laughter, everyone's faces darkened, especially Ling Lan, whose spiritual power was automatically stirred up, causing a cold wind.

He originally wanted to say a few more words to these people. After all, Wang Mu and his group had no enmity with him, and he was just following orders to kill them. Moreover, there were some people in this group who were not the targets of Wan Yao Palace. But looking at Yan Kuan's complacent look at this moment, he didn't want to say any more, he just wanted to let these people see their strength immediately, and put the knife on their necks to see how proud they are.

"Go! No one left!" Taking a deep breath, Ling Lan looked at Wang Mu with cold eyes, and then waved gently.

"Hoohoo!"

The rest of the more than a dozen monster clans obeyed the order and rushed forward.

The strong wind blew up, countless flowers and plants flew up, and a large afterimage rushed towards Wang Mu and his group like a stormy wave.

Suddenly, the light in the entire valley trembled violently, full of murderous aura.

And at the same time as those dozen or so monster clans were attacking, on the top of the opposite mountain, Bingyue's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Wang Mu and the others stood still quietly, without any sign of retaliation. More importantly, there was still no fear in the expressions of this group of people. Looking at the dozen or so monster masters who arrived in the blink of an eye, there was even something in their eyes. A touch of sarcasm.

Especially Wang Mu, Bai Xiaoyu, and Bing Ling'er, the three of them looked even more calm, as if the dozen or so masters rushing past were all air and would not pose any threat to them.

Standing in the distance, Ling Lan frowned, and noticed something was wrong. Before, he only thought of Yan Kuan and the others as self-defeating arrogance, but looking at them now, these people seemed to be confident.

But how is it possible, if Wang Mu and his group are truly unparalleled in terms of talent, but in terms of real strength, it is impossible for them to be the opponents of these dozens of masters from earth immortals to heavenly immortals, so why are they so fearless?
"Look at you still laughing! Drink!" At this moment, a demon clan shouted angrily, and in the next second, more than a dozen people flew into the sky with fierce faces, and long swords burst out. The light soared into the sky, forming a semicircular camp, and slashed down towards Wang Mu and the others.

"Shh!"

The sound of splashing waves.

More than a dozen condensed sword shapes fell, and at the same time, a gap suddenly opened in the void below, and a large pink peach blossom burst out and flew upwards.

Ling Lan and the dozen or so demon clans in the sky were all stunned by the sudden change.

In an instant, there were endless peach blossoms, as if flying from behind the sky, the entire valley was immediately filled with countless peach blossoms.

There was a clicking sound, and the spinning peach blossoms crashed into the dozen or so sword shapes like a sea wave.

Without any suspense, the sword shapes collapsed together, but the endless peach blossoms did not stop, like a rain of flowers upstream, covering the dozen or so monsters in the air in an instant.

"噗噐噐咒!" There was a creepy sound, followed by rapid screams of pain.

Blood splashed and fluttered in the peach blossoms all over the sky.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen people were all hit by peach blossoms. The peach blossoms, which looked as gentle as water, possessed terrifying power. More than a dozen masters from earth immortals to celestial beings were easily torn apart by these peach blossoms. Physical strength, together with the whole body.

One could see peach blossoms spinning around, coming out from the backs of everyone, and then there was a rain of blood all over the sky.

In a short suffocating time, more than a dozen long swords flew out of their hands, and the figures of more than a dozen monster races fell from the air like fallen leaves.

Ling Lan was completely dumbfounded, her mouth opened wide, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help looking at the void where the sea of ​​flowers flew out of.

At this moment, a dazzling white light shone in the void, shining brightly, like ice sculptures reflecting sunlight, and then, a graceful figure of pure white emerged in the dazzling light.

When the light group converged, Bingyue appeared between the sky and the earth in a white dress and silver hair.

Ling Lan stepped back two steps, looked at the Bingyue in the sky, and then at Bing Ling'er who looked like Binger below, she was dazed.

But Bingyue didn't give up, and with a wave of the white long sword in her hand, the peach blossoms fluttering in the sky became restless again, chasing the figures of the falling monsters and flying towards them.

All of a sudden, the sky was like a meteor shower, countless peach blossoms flew, bringing out streaks of pink streamer, the wind suddenly blew up like a tsunami.

It was another sound of flesh and blood through the sound of easy holes, and then a series of banging sounds, screaming screaming, thrilling.

After that, the scene was completely quiet.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the dozen or so figures no longer had any vitality. Where they floated, there were large pieces of bright light left behind, which was the result of the Yuanshen being blasted to pieces. Before landing, the dozen or so figures melted Out of shape...

When those figures landed on the ground and knocked up a large number of flowers and plants on the ground, Ling Lan was completely stunned, and fear finally appeared in her usually calm eyes.

The sea of ​​flowers drifted away, and finally disappeared without a trace. Under the blazing sun, Bingyue fell in a white body, and the cold temperature pervaded, even under the scorching sun, one could feel the chill.

Bingyue stood next to Wang Mu, but her gaze was fixed on Ling Lan who was opposite, her slightly ice-blue eyes were full of ignoring killing intent.

"Gudong." Ling Lan swallowed her saliva, took a step back involuntarily, looked at Bing Ling'er again, and then at Bing Yue, who had a similar appearance but was unimaginably powerful, feeling a little dismay in her heart. Believe it or not.

"You, you are Bingyue? Bing Ling'er's older sister? You, shouldn't you be in the prisoner's dragon tower? No, you, you should die in the prisoner's dragon tower!" A trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, Ling Lan stared at Bing Moon, trembling and screaming.

No one answered him.

Yan Kuan and the others laughed even more wickedly.

Shocked, Ling Lan finally understood, her eyes became more and more terrified, and fell on Wang Mu's face with difficulty.

When he was in Huosha City, he had suspected that Wang Mu suddenly disappeared for seven or eight days. Dispelled this idea.

But now, he had to think this way, otherwise, how could Bingyue appear here?

"Prisoner, the prisoner Dragon Pagoda matter, yes, you did it?" Taking a deep breath, looking at Wang Mu, Ling Lan finally had the courage to ask this sentence.

Without shy away, Wang Mu nodded with a smile.

"Hiss..." Ling Lan raised her head and gasped, her round eyes almost protruding from their sockets.

(End of this chapter)