At this time, Wang Ming suddenly appeared in front of everyone, looking at the immortals and said, "Everyone, this is my junior brother, please step back." After saying that, he looked like he was beating and ignored the front. Now the immortals have long ignored other things. Although they can't feel Wang Ming's cultivation, they are three quasi-saints, fifteen Daluo Golden Immortals, and hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortals Taiyi Golden Immortals, so they are not afraid of Wang Ming at all, so they rushed forward. Looking at the immortals who did not hear him, Wang Ming couldn't help but hum and punch the big rushing in front

Luo Jinxian, under one punch, the Daluo Jinxian exploded instantly and turned into a bloody rain all over the sky. The immortals who were moving forward looked at Wang Ming, who was still towering, with fear in his eyes. The word "quasi-saint" flashed in his mind instantly, but when he looked at Bai Xuan who was injured, especially when he looked at the two innate spiritual treasures on his body, everyone's eyes were instantly replaced by greed, so they rushed forward desperately. Moreover, this time the immortals turned into countless lights and rushed towards Bai Xuan from different directions, hoping that Wang Ming could not take care of both the head and tail.

Some monks who saw the atmosphere were not right quickly retreated, stood a hundred miles away, watching the development of things. As expected, Wang Ming took out a murderous sword. Looking at the sword, Wang Ming couldn't help but feel excited. This was his first real battle. Wang Ming instantly used his sword to pass through ten thousand sword lights and shot towards the eight methods on all sides. After a while, the entire sky was covered with blood mist. Looking at the three quasi-saints in the distance, Wang Ming said coldly: "What are you here for?"

"Boy, hand over the innate spiritual treasure in your hand and the innate spiritual treasure on which white fox. Let's spare you all, otherwise you will be distracted. If you take your spiritual treasure, you must consider it clearly?" After saying that, looking at the cold light sword in Wang Mingshou's hand, his eyes were full of greed. Even if he only had one in his hand, and it was obtained from the adventures of the three of them. Apart from this, they didn't even have one innate spiritual treasure on them. Now there are three innate spiritual treasures that are at least medium-grade innate spiritual treasures in front of them. I am really lucky.

"Let me go, you are cheating on a three-year-old child." Looking at the three of them, a hint of sarcasm appeared on Wang Ming's face.

"Innate Spiritual Treasure, my disciple has it, but what are your abilities to take it away?" Ao Zun walked over and looked at the three of them and said.

"Dragon God Ao Zun." At this time, the three quasi-saints were shocked. They didn't pay attention to Ao Zun just now. Now when they saw it, they suddenly felt a cold sweat behind them. Although they had confidence in themselves, their hearts were still empty when facing Ao Zun. Not only did they kill the three corpses, even the identity of Ao Zun's space controller made their scalp numb. The casual cultivators on the outside heard the quasi-saint's screams and looked at Ao Zun, their eyes full of fear, shock, and a hint of gratitude.

"It was me and the three of us who were reckless. I hope you don't blame me." After that, you were about to escape from a distance, but just as you were about to use your magic power to escape, you suddenly found that the surrounding space was blocked and they couldn't move. You couldn't help but be shocked. Looking at Ao Zun, your eyes were filled with shock. You originally thought that it was not as big as Ao Zun, and it was still okay to escape, but you and others overestimated your strength. To be precise, underestimated Ao Zun's strength. Looking at Ao Zun's eyes were filled with fear. Then it turned into determination.

"Slowly, I have something to say." Seeing the three of them's resolute eyes, the last time the Styx exploded and rushed to their hearts, Ao Zun was shocked and quickly stopped him. Although he was not afraid, he would suffer from the poison within tens of thousands of miles around, and he could only save one of Wang Ming and Bai Xuan. Wang Ming had the Nine-Turn Xuan Gong to protect him and would not die, but serious injuries were inevitable, and Bai Xuan would definitely die. This time, the three quasi-saints self-destructed themselves were not comparable to the Styx who had already suffered a lot of energy last time.

Looking at Ao Zun and the other two, I wanted to see what Wang Ming said. After all, no one wants to die, especially the old monsters who have existed since the beginning of heaven, I feel even more unwilling to die. "Don't you want innate spiritual treasures? I have ten innate spiritual treasures. As long as you can join forces to defeat my disciple, I will give them to you." Hearing Ao Zun's words, the three quasi-saints were overjoyed. For them, these ten innate spiritual treasures are already in their pockets. After all, if the three quasi-saints are against one quasi-saint, there is still no law of nature, and they have a trump card, even if they face a strong man like Ao Zun, they also have the power to fight.

"Since I have produced ten innate spiritual treasures, you must show your sincerity." Looking at the three people who were overjoyed, Ao Zun couldn't help but say. Hearing Ao Zun's words, the three people were shocked. The price of ten innate spiritual treasures was too high. Their belongings, except for their own natal magic weapons, could not catch up with one innate spiritual treasure, so they looked at Ao Zun in embarrassment. A quasi-saint said: "Fellow Taoist, we can't lose when we deal with a little baby."

"Oh, don't make things difficult for you. Since you are so confident, I will tell you a bet and agree with you." Ao Zun said.

"Okay, let's listen."

"If you lose, you should be the leader of the generals under my disciple." Hearing Ao Zun's words, the three of them were furious, but Ao Zun's next words made them speechless for a moment. "My disciple is fighting against you three. If you lose like this, what are you facing the generals under my disciple? It is natural to be the leader of the generals under my disciple."

"Okay, it depends on your conditions. But we won, and there is a top-level innate spiritual treasure. Can you afford it?"

"Okay, the top innate spiritual treasure is the top innate spiritual treasure. This is the top innate spiritual treasure purple thunder flag, which can release the purple sky divine thunder. It is so powerful that you know that the value is worse than the top innate spiritual treasure god killing spear, which is good?" Hearing the words of the three, Wang Ming stepped forward and took out a purple flag and said.

As soon as the purple thunder flag was taken out, countless great masters opened their eyes wide, and the saints couldn't help but show a hint of greed, but they faded away in an instant. This was the fourth generation of Xuanmen disciples, and their juniors, if they snatched it, they would be the focus of ridicule by the entire prehistoric world. The disciples who sat down did not take this into consideration. Looking at the purple thunder flag in Wang Ming's hand, the greed in their eyes was fully visible, and only Yun Zhongzi, Xuandu, Yunxiao, Wudang, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Turtle Spirit Holy Mother, Zhao Gongming's eyes were still a little clear. The strength, the strength of a quasi-saint, and his junior brother Ao Zun took care of him. Even his master would probably protect his junior nephew. If he wanted to steal the spiritual treasure in his hand, his hope was too small. More importantly, he was still his junior nephew.
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