Dongfang Zimo stood there and hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to follow.
On the other side, Yang Chen, who was meditating in the room, slowly opened his eyes and looked out the door thoughtfully.
He got up and walked to the door of Dongfang Zimo's room.
I found that there were no lights on in the room.
Yang Chen felt a little strange and left here to walk around the house.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yang Chen suddenly stopped on a long corridor and looked solemnly towards a brightly lit room in front of him.
The people inside seemed to be discussing something in a low voice.
Although the voice was very low, almost all of it reached Yang Chen's ears.
"The city lord is already dealing with the boy named Dongfang, and the remaining ones will be left to a few of us..." said a hoarse voice.
"But that guy named Yang is not easy to mess with. Can we guys deal with it?" The voice was relatively low, with a hint of worry in it.
"What are you afraid of? Just wait for the city lord to kill that Dongfang boy. This guy is not easy to catch when facing so many foundation-building monks like us. We just need to hold him back." Another magnetic voice said without caring.
said.
After Yang Chen heard about these people's conspiracy, his face darkened and he stared at the room in front of him angrily.
However, he did not rush forward angrily, but instead anxiously summoned a golden giant sword, which he used to search for Dongfang Zimo over the city.
But these movements immediately alarmed the people in the house.
"Who's out there!"
A vicious voice came from inside the house, and then several black shadows flashed, and five foundation-building monks appeared directly on the corridor.
But what greeted them was a series of shining talismans falling from the sky.
"not good!"
Someone screamed in fright and anger, and then flames shot out. The sky was as bright as day in an instant, and the rumbling explosions resounded throughout Tianya City.
In the mountains behind Tianya City, Dongfang Zimo, who was following Zheng Ling step by step, suddenly raised his head and looked at the explosion in the distance.
The light of the fire caught his eyes, and his originally somewhat distracted eyes immediately recovered under the sound of these explosions.
"City Lord Zheng, where is this place?" Dongfang Zimoxiang took a few steps back after reacting and took in the surrounding scenery with vigilance.
"Tsk! Why did they act so quickly?" Zheng Ling ignored Dongfang Zimo and said with some displeasure.
"Could they have been discovered?" A one-eyed middle-aged monk said coldly.
"We have no choice but to act in advance. That's fine, the psychedelic technique will also disappear at this time, so just do it." Zheng Ling turned back and looked at Dongfang Zimo with the eyes of a dead person.
As soon as Zheng Ling finished speaking, the two mid-stage foundation-building monks around him immediately surrounded Dongfang Zimo.
"What does City Lord Zheng mean? Do you want to carry out the robbery here?" Dongfang Zimo's face was gloomy. The other two were not difficult to deal with, but there was also City Lord Zheng who was in the fake elixir realm. I'm afraid it would be difficult to retreat safely.
If not, you might end up falling like this.
"Haha, it's not a big deal to rob the house. There is indeed a spiritual mine near this city, so why bother trying to attack those few spiritual stones on your body." Zheng Ling sneered and said proudly.
"In this case, why do you still attack me? I ask myself that I have no enmity or enmity with you, and I have never done anything detrimental to you." Dongfang Zimo said in a serious tone.
"Hmph! Of course there is someone else who wants to take your life. I'm just helping others. Stop talking nonsense. Get rid of this person quickly and then go back and get rid of the other person!" Zheng Ling hugged his arms without any hesitation.
Said with emotion.
When the two monks standing aside heard this, they both released their magic weapons.
The one-eyed monk sacrificed an ice-blue long sword and waved it in the air. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply and a cold wind burst out.
Another monk in a yellow shirt still pulled out a pair of golden rings, which twirled in the air and made a harsh buzzing sound.
A stern expression appeared on Dongfang Zimo's face. He patted the storage bag without hesitation, and a dazzling purple light shot out. A pair of purple armor was instantly put on his body.
Then a pair of blue long swords appeared from behind, circling around the body, smashing the cold wind into pieces, and the golden rings were also knocked away by the long swords.
Dongfang Zimo took this opportunity to fly back dozens of feet.
And with his five fingers empty, a jade flute appeared in his hand. Dongfang Zimo used his spiritual power to play a pair of beautiful tunes.
"No! This person actually has so many top-level magic weapons in his hand!" When Dongfang Zimo offered the purple armor, Zheng Ling was surprised but did not show it, but saw that the other party took out another top-level magic weapon.
Zheng Ling could not help but scream in surprise.
Dongfang Zimo looked at the three of them expressionlessly, and the beautiful flute music never stopped.
Behind it, pairs of scarlet pupils popped out in the darkness.
From time to time, the low sounds of wild animals can be heard.
Zheng Ling had cold sweat streaming down his forehead and a look of fear on his face.
There was a harsh "hissing" sound, and a black shadow shot out and landed on the face of the yellow-robed monk.
"Bold evil beast!" The yellow-shirted monk was frightened. He threw the poisonous snake out in anger and cut it into several pieces, and it fell to the ground dripping with blood.
The yellow-robed monk stared angrily at the broken corpse on the ground. Two small holes were bitten on his face, and blood was flowing continuously.
Seeing this scene, Dongfang Zimo was unmoved and continued to play the flute.
I could see jackals, tigers, leopards, poisonous snakes and giant pythons, and birds and beasts walking or flying out of the darkness. Their eyes were scarlet and their sizes were soaring. They were all controlled by the sound of these flutes.
"It would be too naive to resist if you think you have some evil beasts under control!" Zheng Ling summoned a long red blade from his storage bag and swung it at these beasts. A burst of flames swept out and killed them in an instant.
These monsters must be wiped out.
"The city lord is holding a top-level magical weapon in his hand, and it is indeed powerful!" The one-eyed man breathed a sigh of relief and said with praise.
"Hehe! Kill as many as you want. This flaming blade of mine is not a vegetarian." Zheng Ling stroked the blade and sneered, but when he looked at Dongfang Zimo, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
After these monsters were wiped out, Dongfang Zimo did not stop playing, and the rhythm of the flute also changed, becoming extremely harsh and strange.
In less than a moment, another large group of wild beasts surrounded them from all directions, grinning and spitting.
"Huh!" Zheng Ling snorted coldly, then waved the sword blade again, and raging flames spurted out.
But the next second, a low-level monster in the form of a bat pounced directly on it, resisting the fierce flames.
"What! Even monsters can be controlled!" Zheng Ling's face turned very ugly now, and she stared at the jade flute in disbelief.