Chapter Seven Hundred and Thirty One: The Devil's Battle with Sword Heart!
When Wang Hao saw them, he was immediately happy.
It turned out that the two gangs were confronting each other, and the sword was tense. One was Zhao Liner and Jian Xin, while the other was Mo Lin and Gu Zheng.
Wang Hao was very happy to hear that these two gangs may have unevenly divided the spoils, or they wanted to take them all alone, so they could only fight to the death.
"Senior Brother Hao, let them bite the dog!"
Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Sun Rong became excited.
Wang Hao nodded and hid in the treasure house beside him, secretly watching Mo Lin and the others' situation.
Both of these gangs were paying attention to each other, so they naturally didn't notice them.
"You get out of the way, the treasure house here belongs to me, and you can plunder the rest of the treasure house as much as possible!" Mo Lin said coldly holding an ancient mirror.
"Haha, Demon is in the Holy Son, your change of mind is not very authentic at this time. Borrowing your ancient magic mirror, we will enter the last treasure house together. This is my bottom line, otherwise you will definitely not be able to get through!"
Jianxin and Zhao Liner stood in front with murderous intent, their tone full of unquestionable firmness.
Listening to their conversation, Wang Hao seemed to understand something. To enter the last treasure house, he might need to use the ancient magic mirror of Demon Rein.
Then, Wang Hao looked at the mirror in Mo Lin's hand. It was as big as an ordinary mirror, and the style looked very simple. It was engraved with some strange patterns and exuded a strong demonic energy.
"Haha, Demon is in the Holy Son, this last treasure house has a barrier set up by the Demon Saint himself. Unless you use the ancient magic mirror in your hand, the barrier will not be broken at all. Our Immortal Sword Sect has worked hard to help
You open the ruins, but now you want to take over the treasures. Do you think this is possible?"
Jianxin's voice became colder and colder, and his whole body was like a killing sword unsheathed, emitting a sharp and sharp aura.
Mo Lin smiled disdainfully: "Jianxin, what you said is too light. You have indeed made great efforts to open the ruins, but along the way, I have not broken all barriers and mechanisms, otherwise,
Can you get here? I have given you other treasure houses enough to be worthy of your efforts."
"Remember, you should not be too greedy in life. This is the ruins of the demon clan, not your human race!"
Only then did Wang Hao realize that it was Mo Lin who broke all the obstacles. No wonder he and Sun Rong could get here smoothly.
However, Sun Rong's mind was all on the treasure house. The treasures here were piled up like mountains, with a lot of spiritual weapons piled on the ground like garbage. There were also many treasures, making a small hill.
Even a bottle of dew is placed in the center of the treasure house, which is a legendary divine object, which can evolve the bloodline of martial artists, and can also refine weapons, so that the treasures can evolve.
Sun Rong was so excited that she couldn't calm down, and she was dizzy. However, these babies had barriers and other things on them. She didn't know how to break them, and she didn't dare to make any noise. She was shocked.
The two gangs of Demon Lin.
Wang Hao was not very concerned about these treasures and was closely watching Demon Lin and others.
"Demons come, it seems that none of us can convince each other, so we can only see the truth from the kung fu in our human race. The thousands of martial arts practitioners were killed by you, so I will seek justice for them now!
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A sonorous sword sound burst out from Jianxin's body, looking positive and arrogant.
Mo Lin laughed and said with great contempt: "Hyitant, you are an executioner, you are so hypocritical, it's disgusting."
"If you want to fight, just hit me. Do you think this Holy Son is afraid of you?"
After Mo Lin finished speaking, he took a step forward, and his majestic body emitted a vast demonic energy, which was like a demon king coming to the world.
"snort!"
Jian Xin snorted coldly, and a majestic sword energy burst out from his body, densely packed like a pouring rain, rushing towards the demon.
At the same time, Zhao Liner held a golden record and stood with Gu Zheng.
The battle at the holy son level was earth-shaking.
"Fight, fight, wait until you fight, both sides will be hurt, and I will come out to control the situation." Wang Hao hurried in the treasure house and said happily.
Mo Lin and the others naturally didn't know that there were two people not far away watching their battle. In their opinion, Wang Hao and others had already died in the terrifying beast tide.
"Junior Sister Sun, I may take action later. You can hide here and don't go out. Never be discovered by them."
Wang Hao turned around and reminded Sun Rong.
Sun Rong nodded repeatedly.
Wang Hao watched the battle situation ahead, Mo Lin and Jian Xin were fighting each other. Zhao Lin'er's strength was higher than Gu Zheng, but Gu Zheng had a powerful magic weapon, which barely stabilized the situation.
For a moment, it seems difficult to decide the outcome.
Wang Hao was not in a hurry, so he lurked secretly and waited patiently.