"Now it is time to rob, keep your property, I can save your life!" Wang Yimiao's face showed a sincere smile.

The six disciples of the Ming Xi Sect looked at each other and laughed loudly the next moment. Wang Yimiao's words were the funniest joke they had ever heard in their lives.

Wang Yimiao looked at them quietly and laughed, not angry, but just muttered to himself with emotion: "Sure enough, I am the most handsome in this world."

"You are dead today when you are closed!" The six disciples of the Ming Xizong roared in unison, then reached out to make gestures. The surging spiritual energy spread out like a bee colony, condensing into a fog that spread across the sky, making Wang Yimiao feel like black clouds are pressing against the city.

"Why do you have to be obsessed with it?" Wang Yimiao said calmly, without taking any measures. She just stood there and reached out to take the cochlea, then put it in front of her mouth and blew the dust on her nails.

The six disciples of the Ming Xizong smiled coldly, and their fists and palms blasted towards Wang Yimao. One skill shot out one by one, as if a meteorite rain hit the earth with the intention of destruction.

After watching them take action as fierce as a tiger, Wang Yimiao yawned and said casually: "Is the show over? Then it's time for me to perform."

Wang Yimiao gently raised his bandaged right hand and slapped the six whistling skills attacks. The six skills were extinguished like a candle fire, and they disappeared without even a sound.

The six disciples of the Ming Xizong who had originally despised Wang Yimiao were all stunned. Their unbelievable eyes were like the shimmering lake surface suddenly poured out by mudslides, becoming turbid and turbulent.

"What happened just now?"

"Am I still dizzy and not awake?"

Wang Yimiao stretched and said to them: "What you saw just now is not an illusion. What I said before is still valid. Keep your belongings and I can save your lives."

The six disciples of the Ming Xizong immediately stood up and were frightened.

One of them pointed at Wang Yimiao and asked in a trembling voice: "You, you, how did you do it?"

"Just just slapped the fly, what's the point of fuss?" Wang Yimiao looked sideways and coldly.

"This man has always loved to use some shameful means. This method cannot be used endlessly. Perhaps he can only use it once. He is likely to be making a fool of himself now. Don't be afraid, we will use a spirit gun to deal with him!" A disciple of the Xizong of Ming Dynasty suggested without confidence.

So they took out their spirit guns and pointed them at Wang Yimiao.

Wang Yimiao was anxious and hurriedly asked Ling Yu: "Your Highness, can you block the spiritual bullet?"

He is in a position where he is now unable to hide or escape, and he happens to be a living target. If Zero Tornado cannot block the spiritual bomb, he will be beaten into a hornet's nest.

"It's not possible in theory."

Zero's reply fell on Wang Yimao's head like a bolt from the blue.

However, Wang Yimiao is a man of many battles. He has never seen any big scenes? He has never encountered any big storms. He has fought against Linghou and Lingjue. Has he frowned a single eyebrows? Now he is just a few Lingwei who is not even confident in speaking, holding a few spirit guns at him, which is not worth mentioning compared to the crises he has experienced before.

Therefore, at this critical moment, he remained calm in the face of danger, and knelt on the ground without any drag, and then his head was pounding.

When it’s time to be timid, you still have to be timid!

The six disciples of the Ming Xizong were stunned at first, and then gradually smiled happily. As if the clouds were dissipated after the rain, the hands that were originally covered in sweat held the spirit gun tighter, and all the depression was wiped out.

They looked down on Wang Yimiao, who was kowtowing and begging for mercy like pounding rice, and said coldly: "Aren't you still very arrogant just now? Why are you begging for mercy this time?"

But before Wang Yimiao could reply to them, Zero Tsubasa sent a message to Wang Yimiao: "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you kneeling so simply? I mean, you can't stop the spirit gun, but it depends on who uses the spirit gun to shoot. Just a group of ants with spiritual lieutenant cultivation also want to use the spirit gun to break through my defense line. It's simply a dream!"

Wang Yimiao suddenly had a cold face, got up from the ground with a hint of anger, calmly patted the dust on his trouser legs, and sent a resentful voice to Ling Yu: "Can't you just focus on your words and finish it all at once?"

The six disciples of the Ming Xizong of Ming Dynasty stood up arrogantly and took a look at the dust on their bodies with no one. They were completely different from the time they knelt down and begged for mercy just now. The rapid and huge contrast made them all stunned.

And the next moment, Wang Yimiao's actions made them completely furious.

Wang Yimiao stared at them with disdain and stretched out his middle finger at them. After a while, he withdrew his middle finger and stuck it into his nostrils and picked up his booster, as if he had never been timid before.

"Damn! Did this kid be so stupid as to kowtow just now? How dare he seek death!"

"I won't cry until I see the coffin, I will dry him!"

After this proposal, the six disciples of the Ming Xizong pulled the trigger at the same time, and spiritual bullets roared out, shooting at Wang Yimao like hail.

Under the control of Zero Tsubasa, Wang Yimiao raised his right hand over his head and aimed at the spiritual bullet that was shot in a straight shot. A spiritual shield suddenly condensed into his palm, completely protecting Wang Yimiao and Ji Ying.

The spiritual bullet fell on the Zero-Wind's spiritual shield, like a stone hitting the bulletproof glass, and even a crack could not be smashed out.

Those disciples of the Ming Xizong Sect did not believe in evil at all. They gathered the spiritual energy bombs frantically and pulled the trigger crazily. The spiritual energy bombs were thought to have not caused any consumption at all, but they could not even ripples fall on the spiritual energy shield of Zero Torch.

They stopped shooting until they were exhausted, and they all looked at Wang Yimiao in horror as if they were seeing the devil in hell. They never expected that an ant with spiritual disciple's cultivation could have such a powerful means.

The next moment, they shouted in fear and ran towards the distance, leaving only a few howls of ah ah, and all their figures disappeared in front of Wang Yimao.

"Hey, hey, you all stop me! You haven't left any money yet!" Wang Yimiao jumped in anxiety.

But if he lets him shout, it would be strange if the six disciples of the Ming Xizong would turn around and leave their belongings.

"They actually took the property that should belong to me, and I want to call the police!" Wang Yimiao said dissatisfiedly. He had completely forgotten that the behavior he was trying to do was called robbery in terms of term.

Wang Yimiao sat on the stone in disappointment, feeling like he was robbed.

But Zero Yu didn't care about this. He finally had time to examine the environment where Wang Yimiao was, so he joked and sent a message to Wang Yimiao: "Why are you so miserable during this period when I was not by your side? You fell to such a place."

Wang Yimiao was dissatisfied when she heard this. Ling Yu said something as if he couldn't do it without him. So she said dissatisfiedly: "This is the hiding place I specially looked for, and I jumped down on purpose."

Zero Yu was shocked and asked in confusion: "How do you choose this kind of place? How do you get up there?"

After hearing Ling Yu's words, Wang Yimiao felt a little uneasy in her heart and asked slightly nervously: "Can't you jump up?"

Zero Yu did not reply. If he could jump so high, he would not have asked Wang Yimiao the question he had just now. He thought that Wang Yimiao always had plans for doing things, so he asked: "When you came down, you should have thought about a way to go up?"

"I'm just waiting for you to come and pull me up." Wang Yimiao said without blushing.

Zero Yu was speechless immediately, and the two of them were silent for a while.

"I thought of a good idea!" Wang Yimiao said excitedly.

"What method?" A glimmer of hope arose in Ling Yu's heart.

"As long as we stay for enough this month, we will be automatically transmitted out of the secret realm..."

"roll!"

"It's too narrow here, I can't get out." Wang Yimiao muttered in a low voice, but in fact he was also very depressed. He had cheating methods but could not show off. This was no different from Jinyi Night Walking.

Ling Yu was almost pissed to death by Wang Yimiao, and then stopped transmitting messages. The two of them fell into silence again.

On the other side of the secret territory, there are more and more disciples of the Ming Xizong who are surrounding Ji Lingyi, and the grove on which Ji Lingyi relies for escape are shrinking. It is only a matter of time before she will be arrested and killed when she is isolated.

"What should I do? No one came to save me? If they hadn't coveted this Taoist equipment, they would have been afraid of losing it, so they must have used their skills to kill me from a long distance. I am helpless except for escaping. If I had no choice, I would have to use the teleportation talisman given by my master." Ji Lingyi held the teleportation talisman tightly in her hand, feeling panic and sad.
Chapter completed!