Chapter 1102 Praying Mantis Catches Cicada, the Oriole Is Behind

Chapter 1102 The praying mantis catches the cicada, the oriole follows

"How dare he do it?"

The pupils of the twenty-seven monks present shrank.

The thirteen monks who were attacked reacted quickly, activated the magic weapon, and blocked it in front of their chests. But at the next moment, there was only a loud bang bang sound, and these magic weapons were all shattered and cut into two halves by a single knife.

"What a powerful sword!"

The faces of the monks present changed slightly.

The power of this knife alone may have surpassed the scope of ordinary imperial weapons.

"The golden lock is here, whoever can grab it belongs to him."

Qin Nan suddenly shouted loudly, and exploded in the entire mountain range like a thunderbolt.

With a flick of his fingers, a dragon-shaped golden lock turned into a golden light and flew towards the sky.

"this is……"

The monk present was breathless.

The monks in other places in the mountains also widened their eyes.

They never expected that at this critical moment, Qin Nan would take the initiative to give up the golden lock.

But they were not stupid, and soon realized that Qin Nan threw the golden lock just to divert their firepower, let them compete with each other, and then do it when the five hours approached.

After all, at that time, he was fighting, and if he grabbed the golden lock, he could advance directly without being hunted down by the major monks.

Qin Nan wasn't the only one who had this kind of idea. There were hundreds of monks in the mountains, but only more than 20 people attacked Qin Nan. The cicada, the oriole is behind.

"grab!"

A cultivator snarled, and a series of ladders appeared under his feet, causing his speed to skyrocket and he rushed towards the golden lock.

Whoosh whoosh!

It wasn't just him, strands of aura erupted from the mountains, some turned into rocs, some stepped on ancient swords, and some merged with soul and soul, all kinds of methods were overwhelming.

Every monk knows the truth that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole follows.

However, just because there are too many people who want the praying mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole to be behind, there is no doubt that the genius who waits for the last moment to make a move is also the most, and the battle is also the most intense.

Those of them with slightly inferior cultivation bases might as well do the opposite, win the golden lock first, and then use their hole cards to protect it comprehensively and advance to the second level.

Although this risk is huge and full of uncertain factors, only by taking action will there be the only hope.

In less than a few short breaths, there were at least more than fifty monks in the sky. They clashed together, and there was a shocking explosion. There were many visions, and the brilliance shone. In the monk's hands, turning around, there is no fixed number.

"I thought you wouldn't let go. Let's see who is the praying mantis and who is the oriole."

The three of Miao Shan stared closely at Qin Nan, spoke, and then flew away.

Qin Nan glanced at their backs, then turned his head and looked into the depths of the mountains. He moved his left eye and could see that there were still powerful auras in the mountains, which were dormant and ready to go. .

The real strong have not yet made a move.

"I'm really looking forward to it. What kind of scene will it be at the last moment?"

Qin Nan muttered to himself, inserted the Duantian Saber beside him, sat cross-legged, and watched the confrontation in the sky.

He made such a move, not because he was incapable of fighting a bloody path, but because the battle for the emperor's mandate had just begun. If he was seriously exhausted and injured a lot in the first round, then the gain would outweigh the loss.

Of course, Qin Nan didn't throw out the dragon-shaped golden lock at the beginning. It was because the time was too long and there would be many changes. If someone took away the dragon-shaped golden lock, wouldn't he have missed an opportunity?

Time passed bit by bit.

In the sky, more and more monks participated in the battle.

Whenever someone used means to obtain the golden lock and wanted to escape, they were either besieged from all directions, or some hidden monks in the mountains could no longer sit still and interrupted.

Finally, five hours away, with 3,000 breaths left, a man with long hair and shawl suddenly soared into the sky from the mountain range, bursting out with the aura and cultivation of the peak Martial Ancestor.

"Long Soul Hook Order!"

The man let out a long cry, and the heaven-level fifth-grade martial spirit floating behind him turned into a long black rope, and flew towards the sky at high speed, passed through many monks, and bound the dragon-shaped golden lock, He rolled it directly, pulled it back fiercely, and pulled it in front of him.

"not good!"

The expressions of those monks all changed.

"Goodbye!"

The man showed a bright smile, and the Emperor Talisman in his hand was quickly burned, and the force of the void quickly wrapped his figure.

He had rehearsed the scene just now many times, so he was very proficient, without any pause or delay.

"This thing is actually so easy to get?"

A thunderous sound exploded.

I saw only a huge figure standing up from the mountain range, spraying countless runes with a big hand, covering the man's body, making the man's whole body stiff, and the emperor rune in his hand also stopped. burned.

"It's the 79th-ranked casual cultivator on the emperor list!"

"He finally couldn't help but shoot!"

The more than fifty monks in midair were all shocked, but the next moment, they played the emperor's art all over the sky, pouring down like a flood.

"The size is free, the world of mortals often comes."

The giant had been prepared for a long time, with a loud shout, a forbidden technique was cast, his huge figure shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was only half the height of a human being. Not only that, an ancient vortex was born under his feet, emitting A series of wonderful forces came out, trying to pull his figure into the mortal world.

"wishful thinking!"

"Xu Xu Nine Cold Sword!"

"Dream hair three thousand spirit silk!"

At this moment, in the depths of the mountain range, there are three tyrannical auras, rising into the sky, a round of illusory palaces, a wonderful sword of ice, and three thousand silver filaments, all attacking together, Unparalleled power, extremely powerful.

Qin Nan swept his left pupil.

Although he didn't know these three people, he could roughly judge that the cultivation base of the three of them was comparable to that of this giant, and there was even one person who was a bit stronger than the giant.

The giant's face changed, and without the slightest hesitation, he threw the dragon-shaped golden lock in his hand directly.

He still underestimated the genius present. If he forcibly held the dragon-shaped golden lock, he might be hit hard!

The three monks stopped the attack immediately and began to fight for the dragon-shaped golden lock. The giant, the long-haired man, and the monks in the sky still refused to give up.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of explosions continued!

At this moment, five hours away, there are still 1,800 breaths left!