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Ao Zijiao pushed Yi Zheng away, and with her movements, the small iron plate Yi Zheng was holding fell down with a crisp sound.

Yi Zheng looked like he had just woken up from a dream, staring at his hands in a daze, with an incredulous expression: "Sorry, I just... seem to be controlled by something."

The gazes of the four people focused on the fallen iron sheet at the same time.

Ao Zijiao seemed to be in a bad mood, put the ring back into Yizheng's hand, and stomped on the iron plate as if venting his anger: "Bad thing."

I don't know if these three words are referring to Yi Zheng or Iron Sheet.

"Zijiao, be careful." Yi Zheng was afraid that Zijiao would also be controlled, so he quickly grabbed Ao Zijiao's sleeve.

Ao Zijiao squinted at her, and snorted coldly: "Let go."

Yi Zheng withdrew his hand embarrassingly, feeling a little frustrated, wondering if Zijiao hated her.

"Junior Sister, Brother Yi didn't intend to offend just now, so we can't blame her..." Mo Tian didn't want to see two good friends quarreling.

"I just hate her unintentionally." Ao Zijiao glared at Yi Zheng, with displeasure written all over his pretty face, and walked aside alone.

Motian couldn't understand the meaning of her words, but Yizheng understood, but he could only smile wryly.

Wan Qiancai squatted aside to observe the strange iron piece while watching the play, but found that she couldn't understand it at all, but the businessman's instinct told her that it was a good thing, so she stretched out her little paw silently.

However, Yi Zheng picked up the piece of iron one step ahead of her: "This thing is weird, and it can arouse certain deep-seated desires in people. I got the trick once, and it's not so easy to get the second time. Let me keep it first. After you go out, give it to the elder sister."

The eldest sister is still admired by others, and when she said her name, everyone agreed.

Wan Qiancai touched the little heart, and let out a long sigh of relief: "I usually don't touch such weird things, but I didn't expect to have greed. It's really scary."

Yizheng wanted to open the storage bag, but found that it couldn't be opened, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be some formation surrounding them.

"Little baby, greed is a good thing."

A gloomy voice appeared together with the man in black, and before several people could see clearly, the man's body moved quickly.

Instinct told Yizheng that danger was coming, so she turned her body slowly based on her intuition, and immediately felt a pain in her left arm, and immediately a huge wound appeared, bleeding continuously.

If it wasn't for the instinctive dodge just now, she should have lost an arm by now.

The man licked the blood on the dagger, showed a paranoid and crazy smile, brandished the dagger and continued to attack Yi Zheng.

At this moment, a wall of water suddenly appeared, surrounded Yi Zheng, and forced the man in black to retreat.

It was the technique used by Ao Zijiao. No matter what she said, she was an excellent disciple of Sanqing, and she had a reaction the moment she saw the man in black.

Yi Zheng cooperated with Ao Zijiao's water curtain and relied on the power of the wind to create a vortex to attack the man in black.

The vortex is huge, if ordinary people encounter it, they will be torn into several pieces directly.

Presumably, the black robed man would never have imagined that the two would have such a tacit understanding. It is obvious that they can use such tricks and have such a tacit understanding at such an age.

But the man in black had no intention of hiding at all, Yi Zheng and Ao Zijiao exchanged glances, becoming more vigilant.

The man pulled the brim of his hat, raised the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to split the vortex with a dagger.

Ao Zijiao quickly transformed into a whip in his hand and lashed at the man in black.

The man in black swung his knife again, only to realize that it was just a feint, and a huge water dragon appeared behind him.

This is Ao Zijiao's handwriting again. She usually looks proud, but she really has the capital of pride.

The water dragon rushed straight at the black-robed man without giving him any time to react. The black-robed man was hit hard by the water dragon on the wall, but unfortunately the attack power of the water was not strong enough to kill him.

But Ao Zijiao's attack is not over yet.

The water turned into layers of solid ice, directly trapping the man in black firmly against the wall.

The confrontation between the three of them only took a split second before Motian and Wanqian had no time to intervene. It was even said that Yi Zheng didn't play any role, and the fight was over.

There were black patterns on the robe of the man in black. Yi Zheng, who had flipped through all the ancient books, naturally knew what it meant, and his face became serious.

Yi Zheng asked: "Why did you Shi Huan focus on this piece of iron? What's the use of this thing?"

The man in black didn't respond at all.

After all, it is the largest gray organization in the entire cultivation world, so it's normal if you can't ask anything. Judging from the pattern of this person's robe, he should be a Class C killer, but he is also a powerful character.

Killing Fantasy is not a sect but an organization hiding in the shadows, and it has a very long history.

No one knows how this organization came into existence, nor how many people there are in it, only that they have been hiding in a dark corner and watching everything.

In the past few years, Killing Fantasy has been silent. Many people thought that this organization had been disbanded. It was only in recent years that this organization became active again, and every time it took action, it never failed.

It seems that it has been mastered by someone again.

"Have you started to collude with the demons?" There is only one possibility for the iron pieces that are not even recorded in the ancient books. This thing comes from the demon world.

Obviously, Yi Zheng guessed it right, the man in black suddenly laughed wildly, his body began to grow slowly, and at the same time began to grow black scales, slowly breaking through the solid ice.

Ao Zijiao continued to control the water molecules in the air to freeze in an attempt to limit the monster's movements.

Yi Zheng stuffed the iron piece into Mo Tian's arms, and said, "You and Wan Qian will leave first, we hold him back."

Then she chanted the strongest spell, gathering a lot of spiritual power in her hands.

Mo Tian wanted to say something, but Wan Qiancai directly snatched the iron piece from his hand, took out an unknown treasure from his bosom, and broke the barrier.

It seems that he really started to run away without saying a word, it really is the nature of a profiteer.

Mo Tian was annoyed at his momentary carelessness, and seeing Ao Zijiao who was struggling to support and Yi Zheng who was gathering spiritual power, he gritted his teeth and chased after them.

When Ao Zijiao spat out a mouthful of blood, it meant that the monster that had become inhuman had broken free.

Ao Zijiao fell to the ground due to the exhaustion of spiritual power. The monster had grown to five or six meters, and his body was covered with black scales.

Yi Zheng flew up to block between Ao Zijiao and the monster, clenched his fist with his right hand, and blasted towards the pitch-black monster with terrifying spiritual power.

The figure of the young man standing in front of Ao Zijiao looks a little thin, but he is as tall and straight as a little poplar, extremely reliable, the strong wind blows her clothes, and she, who is fluttering in white clothes, seems to have a bit of a celestial being. Qi, fluttering, as if left alone in the world.

Even though it was such an urgent juncture, Ao Zijiao couldn't take anything else into his mind, he could only see the young man in front of him.

Under the dual pressure of strong wind and spiritual power, Yi Zheng's hair tie slipped quietly, and his long hair fell like a waterfall.

The author has something to say: Wan Qiancai: I feel that my sense of existence is so low.

Because you are a weak little chicken who can't help you.

In other words, can't the vest of the men's clothing boss fall off?Well, here's the problem.