"Hey, did this group of trash who came this year have the guts? How dare they talk to us like that."
"Haha, it's a pity that I have grown courage and lacked brains. You actually said that Jun Muyan can single out Nascent Soul stage monks, don't laugh at me? Do they think that Jun Muyan is the elite of the Qilin team?"
"You have to forgive these bumpkins. The geniuses they have seen in this life are at the level of that small place in the blue world. Without experience, of course it is easy to make a fuss. Hahaha..."
"Look quickly! The people from the Pingqiu team have found the people from the Xiaoyao team!! Haha, the fun is about to begin!"
"Waste in the blue world, you should take a good look at how the genius in your mouth was completely abused by us in the purple cloud world!"
The supporters of the Happy Team held their breath and clenched their hands into fists.
…
While looking at the flowers in the mirror, Muyan and the others looked at the aggressively approaching Pingqiu team, and couldn't help yawning.
"I almost fell asleep after waiting." Leng Yumo wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, "I think we should make a quick decision, go back to sleep."
"agree!"
"I agree to add 10086!"
"Ahem... Luoyu, don't keep learning how to ward off evil spirits."
Xiang Lei looked at the seven people in front of him with gloomy eyes.
He thought that these people would be terrified when they saw him coming.
But it was these seven teenagers and girls who greeted them with completely indifferent expressions.
Just seven people, five first-level Jindan, and two peak Bigu.
How dare you be so arrogant against the ten Golden Core cultivators on your side? !
In particular, Xiang Lei's current cultivation has reached the sixth rank of Jindan.
Even if he is alone, he can completely abuse this group of trash in front of him.
Xiang Lei took a deep breath and waved his hands back, "You don't have to make a move, I'm enough alone."
While speaking, he pulled his hands to the sides.
In his palm, a crystal clear magic weapon like a rope appeared.
This Xuan Bingsuo is a ninth-level spiritual weapon specially given to Xiang Lei by the head of the Nanlu Yuxu Palace where he lives.
The power is unparalleled, and countless beasts died under this mysterious ice rope.
The members of the Pingqiu team retreated together, and said excitedly: "Take out the Xuanbing rope to the boss, he is serious this time."
"Hahaha, be serious to the boss, this group of people will be miserable."
"Xuan Bingsuo really deserves to be a ninth-level spiritual weapon. The aura emanating from his body alone makes me feel chills."
However, when the members of the Pingqiu team looked at Muyan and the others.
However, they found that their old gods were still there, and their postures and expressions hadn't changed a bit.
Muyan raised her hand, and Tianmoqin appeared.
She was about to transform into Qijue Sword.
But Chu Moli said slowly: "Young junior sister doesn't need to make a move today. To deal with such a team, you can support five of them."
"Little Junior Sister assists me." Leng Yumo stared and said, "But why should you assist the five of us? How about you, Third Senior Brother?"
The smile on Chu Moli's face became more and more gentle, even showing a bit of gentleness and frailty, "I'm a cripple, not suitable for strenuous exercise. The next battle is up to you."
Leng Yumo and everyone in Xiaoyaomen: "..."
I always feel that their three senior brothers are getting more and more black-bellied and shameless.
Xiang Lei didn't expect that he would be ignored when he took out the Xuanbing cable.
Can't help being furious, soaring into the sky, and directly attacking several people.
Muyan smiled slightly, and sat down on the floor.
The slender fingers undulate slowly on the strings.