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Chapter 82: Remnant Treasure

Immediately afterwards, low-level monsters guarded Dongfang Zimo like guards.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Zimo actually summoned all the nearby monsters.

When the two foundation-building monks saw this scene, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

Under the control of Dongfang Zimo's spiritual thoughts, these monsters all pounced on these three people.

"It's just some animal ears that want to use it against us!"

The one-eyed monk screamed angrily, slashing wildly around with his long sword, while gusts of cold wind continued to pour out.

The yellow-robed monk manipulated the golden ring and turned it into two wide amulets before spinning them. With a shake of the repair robe, countless low-level talismans were thrown out.

The dark night sky was filled with auras of light, and the screams of countless monsters filled the land.

Seeing that all these monsters were about to be killed, Dongfang Zimo's eyes froze. He suddenly held the sword secret and flew out a blue long sword towards the one-eyed man.

This one-eyed man was controlling the ice-blue sword and fighting these monster beasts vigorously, without any awareness of the danger.

When the flying sword was less than ten feet away from him, the one-eyed man reacted in horror.

But at such a close distance, it was already too late to cast any secret skills.

"Don't even think about playing these little tricks!"

At this moment, Zheng Ling, who had been watching Dongfang Zimo's every move, suddenly shouted and slashed with a sword.

In an instant, red-hot flames rolled in.

When Dongfang Zimo saw this, instead of being angry, he sneered. With a fingertip, the flying sword in the air immediately split into two, cutting the one-eyed man in half.

After the original long sword was blown away by the fierce flames, it was called back to Dongfang Zimo's hand.

"Damn it! You dare to play tricks on me!" Zheng Ling was so angry that he jumped like a thunderbolt. He slashed wildly with the sword several times, and countless flame nets were woven downwards.

All the birds and monsters in the sky were instantly burned to ashes as soon as they came into contact with this fire net.

Even Dongfang Zimo's face darkened due to such power.

Just when Dongfang Zimo was about to use the magic weapon, a strong wind suddenly blew by and rolled up the fire net, revealing a hole.

Dongfang Zimo took advantage of this opportunity and escaped from the fire net in a flash.

However, those low-level monsters were not so lucky, and they were all buried in the sea of ​​fire after the fire net fell.

"Senior brother!" When Dongfang Zimo saw Yang Chen's figure, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"This person really wants to harm you!" Yang Chen glanced at Dongfang Zimo and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was safe, but he glared at Zheng Ling with cold eyes.

"Those people are really useless, so many people didn't even leave you!" Zheng Ling frowned and said angrily.

At the same time, the five monks who were chasing Yang Chen also came here with their royal weapons.

"Forgive me, City Lord, but I was discovered by this person before we even started taking action." A thin man said nervously.

"Forget it, just hang them all together." Zheng Ling glanced at these people and said with a sneer.

"What a big tone, I don't know who killed who today!" Yang Chen shouted coldly, and a red gourd was sacrificed by him. He squeezed it with one hand, and a large amount of earth fire suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the gourd.

The originally arrogant and arrogant monks from Tianya City turned pale when they saw the earthly fire, and sacrificed all their own magic weapons.

Even Zheng Ling didn't dare to carelessly use the red sword blade in his hand to form a barrier to resist.

Seeing these people struggling to resist the earth fire, Dongfang Zimo moved in his heart and controlled the blue long sword. In a trance, the long sword split into several pieces.

Several monks who were struggling to support themselves suddenly felt a chill running down their spines, and as soon as they reacted, they were struck in the back by a long sword.

"Buzz!" a muffled sound.

These monks actually had protective weapons on their bodies, and this sword did not cause much damage.

However, this sneak attack distracted them all.

The ground fire that was resisting the outside directly broke through their defenses. The three monks were suddenly swallowed up by the ground fire, and they kept letting out shrill screams.

Fortunately, the other three had other means to resist these ground fires, otherwise they would probably end up like them.

"How presumptuous! Dongfang! I'm going to skin you and cramp you today!" Zheng Ling waved his sword angrily, and a powerful aura instantly isolated these earthly fires.

Then he threw the sword blade in his hand and turned it into a red line that circled in the air.

The powerful aura made Yang Chen afraid to get close, and the gourd spewed out earth fire to protect him inside.

Zheng Ling showed a wicked smile and controlled the sword to slash towards Dongfang Zimo.

Dongfang Zimo was always vigilant. When he saw the sword coming, his face sank and he sacrificed the jade flute in his hand without hesitation.

There was a crisp sound of "zheng".

The collision of two low-level magic weapons directly emitted a dazzling light.

But the jade flute was trembling slightly, and soon it could no longer hold up, and was directly knocked away by the sword blade.

Dongfang Zimo looked ugly, unable to accept that there was such a huge gap between the two, both of which were top-level magic weapons.

However, Zheng Ling is a half-step golden elixir monk, so he is naturally very good at controlling this top-level magic weapon.

Seeing that the red sword blade was about to cut him in half, Dongfang Zimo pinched the magic spell and a layer of purple barrier blocked the sword.

"What a defensive purple armor, but with my magic weapon, I don't see how you can resist." Zheng Ling narrowed his eyes and stared at the purple armor on Dongfang Zimo, and said with disdain.

"magic weapon!"

When Dongfang Zimo heard this, his heart beat wildly. If a half-step golden elixir monk used a magic weapon, they might really be unable to withstand it.

Yang Chen also looked down at Zheng Ling below suspiciously.

He patted the storage bag, and a conch-shaped magic weapon appeared next to him.

Zheng Ling stared at the waves in front of him with a smile, and with his fingertips, the object whirled in the air, emitting a series of horn-like sound waves.

In an instant, Dongfang Zimo felt that the mana in his body was surging and draining away. At the same time, his mind was confused, and he had a vague illusion of sanity.

Yang Chen found that these sound waves, whether they were earth fire or magic, could not touch him at all. They were like nothingness, and his face couldn't help but look ugly.

Because of the interference, the purple barrier became indistinct, making it somewhat difficult to withstand the attack of the red sword.

"While these two people are unaware of their magic power, kill them quickly!" Zheng Ling said calmly to the three monks around him without any interest.

When the three monks heard this, evil spirits appeared on their expressions, and they controlled various magic weapons and talismans to prepare to kill Dongfang Zimo and the two of them here.

"Haha, your magic weapon is indeed powerful. It can not only interfere with our sanity, but also inhibit the loss of mana. It seems that this magic weapon has some flaws. As long as the listening acupoint is sealed, it loses its effect. It seems that it is not a real magic weapon, but

A counterfeit." Dongfang Zimo, who was struggling to resist the red sword blade, suddenly sneered, and at the same time, a cyan long sword appeared in his hand.

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