Han Kou took the wine jar she threw over and held it in his hand to see if it was not the ones he usually drank. He smiled and opened the lid of the wine jar. Immediately, a faint aroma of wine wafted out, and he poured a glass. Picking it up and looking at it, I saw that the wine in the wine glass was a light golden color, and a strange aroma of wine floated in my nose. When I saw the wine, a wine name appeared in my mind: Monkey Wine, don't look at Lingjiu. His appearance was not that of monkey wine. He poured the spirit wine in his hand into his mouth, raised his head and looked in the direction of Leng Youran and couldn't help but curling up the corners of his mouth. And Leng Youran here rushed into the formation, her The target was the monk who was struggling with the ice cone in the middle stage of the golden elixir. As soon as he entered, he started to attack crazily. He also wanted to see if he could defeat him with his own ability. So Han Kou saw such a scene. Fali Leng Youran's attacks kept coming out as if she didn't want to have spiritual energy. In just a few breaths, she had already launched countless big moves. Such crazy actions surprised Han Kou!

Leng Zhihao had a hard time fighting against the early Golden Core monks. He was just a foundation-building monk and it was difficult to fight against the early Golden Core monks. However, he also knew that this was also a rare opportunity, so he gritted his teeth and worked hard to resist this opponent. At this time, a fireball hit him hard. Fortunately, the little sister gave him a defensive talisman, otherwise he would not be able to escape this time. Even so, he was knocked back by this attack. After a few steps, he was vomiting blood in large mouthfuls. Leng Zhihao looked coldly at the golden elixir monk opposite him who was looking at him with a proud face, and spit out the blood in his mouth fiercely. He took out an elixir from his storage ring and ate it. The little girl's elixir was really good. The burning pain in his body had already started to get better as soon as he took it. He glanced at the monk opposite and took out another elixir from the storage ring. After taking an explosive spiritual pill, the spiritual power consumed in his body was restored to a certain extent within a few breaths. The golden elixir-level monk opposite him also noticed something strange about him, so he did not dare to With just one swing of the flying sword in his hand, Leng Zhihao was already attacking him one after another. The spiritual power in Leng Zhihao's body was swollen and had nowhere to vent, and now he had a chance to explode, so he shouted and struck with the sword one after another. He swung it out as if he was angry, and hit the golden elixir-level monk opposite him without the strength to fight back. This made the golden elixir-level monk feel very annoyed. She, a golden elixir-level monk, was beaten so hard by a foundation-building monk. I'm so embarrassed, if I let other people know about this, I wouldn't be alive.

The beaten golden elixir monk was also angry. He found an opening and took out a fifth-grade talisman and struck directly at Leng Zhihao's face. He wanted this boy to die. Leng Zhihao saw him He was shocked when he took out the fifth-grade talisman, but then he reacted and took out a talisman from the storage ring and threw it over. This was a seventh-grade attack talisman, which Leng Youran had used to save his life before. The younger sister didn’t give them many talismans this time, mainly because she was afraid that they would rely on the talismans when fighting. However, Leng Zhihao still remembered the younger sister’s words, “Brother and sister, use this talisman when it’s time to use it. You have to use it so that you don't suffer a loss." I don't feel bad when I think of using the seventh-grade talisman here. Besides, this seventh-grade talisman can be reused. The attacks from the two talismans met in the air, and the fifth-grade talisman The treasure was obviously no match for the seventh-grade talisman, so it was knocked to the ground by the seventh-grade talisman as soon as they met, and it lost its luster in an instant. And Leng Zhihao also controlled the talisman to attack the golden elixir stage monk, so At the same time, Leng Zhihao also used his strongest move. A golden giant sword appeared in the sky, slowly spinning in the air. The speed of the rotation became faster and faster. After a few breaths, At that time, the rotating giant sword could no longer see its original appearance. The giant sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light and quickly moved towards the golden elixir stage monk on the opposite side.

An hour later, Leng Youran waved his hand and the originally running formation suddenly stopped. In an instant, it turned into rays of light and flew to Leng Youran's hand. If these talismans were placed outside, they could slowly absorb the spiritual power.

After a certain amount of time, they can be used again. Leng Youran threw the talisman into the space and asked Tao Yao to put it on the shelf so that they could absorb the spiritual power on their own. A few people quickly cleaned the battlefield and left the place to find a new one.

The place was settled. They were lucky enough to find an abandoned cave not far away. Leng Youran asked everyone to enter his position at the entrance of the cave outside to set up the formation, and then entered the cave to rest. An hour later, Leng Youran slowly

Opening her eyes, she found that the others had already recovered and were communicating quietly. Han Xiuer saw Leng Youran waking up and asked happily, "Sister Youran, can we share the spoils?" When the others heard the voice, they all turned around.

Looking at Leng Youran, it means that they also want to see their trophies this time. Seeing this, Leng Youran smiled slightly and took out a small pile of storage bags from the storage bracelet. The Wen family is indeed a second-rate family. They

The storage bags used by his family's disciples are much larger than those used by his family, and each of the golden elixir stage monks has storage rings in their hands. Leng Zhihai is a lively person and gets excited when he sees a pile of storage bags.

He started counting, one, two, five, ten, fifty-six. At this point, Leng Zhihai was a little excited. He looked at a few people with bright eyes and said, "How many monks did the Wen family robbed before?"

There are only seventeen of them, and the storage bags here are several times their number." Leng Zhihao frowned and suddenly took out a storage bag from a pile of storage bags. He held the storage bag in front of him and observed it carefully.

Others looked at him in surprise, wondering what was wrong with him.

Karen Leng was still more attentive and asked, "Brother, what happened? Is there anything wrong with this storage bag?" Leng Zhihao handed the storage bag to her and motioned for him to take a closer look, and Karen Leng took it.

After observing the storage bag carefully, I finally found a somewhat worn mark in the corner of the storage bag. My eyes widened when I saw this mark. This is the special mark of their family. This storage bag was given by their family.

Disciple configuration, Karen Leng and the others didn't notice it just now because they had a better one a long time ago, so they didn't find any clues for a while. Karen Leng glanced at Leng Youran and the others and turned over the storage bags in their hands.

Things fell to the ground with a crash. Most of them were low-level elixirs, some materials from monster beasts, and some miscellaneous things. Leng Qingyou's eyes turned red as he picked out a jade plaque from inside.
Chapter completed!