World of Cultivation: The 661th to 663th [Three in One]

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Devilish Arts taught by Zuo Mo, Orange Haired Devil can be learned as soon as possible.

Orange Haired Devil laughed loudly, with orange-red hair on his head, like a flame fluttering, he was proud: "A genius like me, Devilish Arts or something, already can't satisfy me!"

How does A'Wen look at this unpleasant eye, with a look of contempt: "Just your little skill, my little one has a finger and beats you full of teeth."

Orange Haired Devil is furious: "Come and come! Let's fight for three hundred rounds, whoever flees first is the puppy!"

A'Wen also glared: "I'm afraid you are the Son of a Tortoise son!"

Ping Pong Pong!

"It's started again!" Nan Yue touched his forehead with his hands, his face helpless.

"Just get used to it." Black Mist Devil remained calm.

Ming Juezi and Cang Ze both raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other in a tacit understanding, lowered their heads at the same time, and re-entered them to their Cultivate.

Zuo Mo taught them the new Devilish Arts, but the most valuable thing is to explain to them the Tai An magic monument.

Each of them has a copy of the Tai An magic tablet, which is very complete. A variety of Devilish Arts came in handy, and the super high level shown by Zuo Mo immediately attracted their hearts.

With them, there are a lot of flower demon.

Only A'Wen, this Cultivate Demon Skill, is an alternative, but beyond Zuo Mo's expectations, two people have made the most progress, one is Orange Haired Devil, and the other is A'Wen.

The progress of Orange Haired Devil does not need to be said. Although his nerves are often jumpered, the Cultivate's talent is as confusing as the nerves of his jumpers.

A'Wen is even more weird. Zuo Mo clearly explains Devilish Arts, but A'Wen improves Demon Skill.

But the two guys who have made the most progress, looking at each other side by side, are not pleasing to the eye, and they have to play several games every day, especially when Zuo Mo is absent.

However, I was caught by Zuo Mo this time.

A'Wen stands in front of Zuo Mo, Orange Haired Devil keeps squinting at Zuo Mo. The other people were looking forward. Is the adult going to punish these two guys who have no bottom line?

"Ah, why do you fight and kill all day?" Zuo Mo pretended to ask.

"He is jealous of my amazing talent and handsome face!" Orange Haired Devil is serious.

A'Wen is furious: "You! Come and come, we will fight 300 rounds!"

"Don't run!" Orange Haired Devil eyes brightened.

"Who runs is Son of a Tortoise !"

"You are Son of a Tortoise son!"

"I killed you!"

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Unfortunately, Zuo Mo had no choice but to take the shot and restrain them. However, the two imprisoned still glared at each other.

"I have a way for you to make a difference." Zuo Mo raised his hand.

"What can I do?"

"You one Cultivate Devil Physique, one Cultivate Devilish Arts, naturally can't tell the difference."

"Yes, yes!" The two nodded, the two were not pleasing to the other's eyes, but the Cultivate of the two was completely different in skill and could not compete in one point, only through fighting.

"So why aren't you all Cultivate The same thing, so who is higher and lower, isn't it clear? " Zuo Mo Follow the temptation.

"Haha! Boss is indeed the boss, and she is as powerful as me, so I can think of such a good way!" Orange Haired Devil smiled.

"Hmm! I just want to convince you!" A'Wen hummed coldly.

Zuo Mo laughed extremely horribly: "I have a set of exercises here. I need Cultivate spiritual power, consciousness, and Devil Physique at the same time to make it into practice, but let me tell you first, this set of exercises is difficult to Cultivate."

"The difficulty is not high, it is not high enough to reflect the talented level!" Orange Haired Devil grinned.

"Hum, the harder the better, so that a guy can be convinced to lose it!" A'Wen Lengheng.

"You are so stupid, just wait to lick the toes of the genius orange!" Orange Haired Devil looked up proudly.

"Kill you a Son of a Tortoise child!" A'Wen glared, his eyes spitting fire.

"Oh! Really fighting spirit! Energetic! Good and good! One exercise per person." Zuo Mo laughed out two Jade Scroll.

The two took one each.

Zuo Mo patted Orange Haired Devil's shoulder: "Big orange, don't fall into the name of genius!"

"Boss, you can rest assured!" Orange Haired Devil looked proud: "This world has not yet born the genius orange trick!"

Zuo Mo walked in front of A'Wen and patted the shoulder of A'Wen with a smile: "A'Wen, Guard Camp's reputation, you are waiting to defend it!"

"Boss rest assured! Fuck him a Son of a Tortoise child!" A'Wen gritted his teeth.

"Rude!" Orange Haired Devil disdain.

"Idiot!" A'Wen stared angrily.

"Come on!" Zuo Mo smiled and waved at the two, and walked away.

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"This battalion of Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) is too difficult to enter! I heard that only eight were entered today!"

"It's normal, think about it, don't you see that there is no shortage of people under the hands of others? If there are not too many people this time, how can they form another battalion?"

"Hey, it ’s really more deadly than popularity. You do n’t see the nearby forces, and you are all jealous. I heard my brother said that there are special groups around them now, hey, as long as you can pass the first round If you choose, you wo n’t be worried about finding your next home. If you can choose twice, obediently, there are at least 20 next homes. You can choose, and the treatment has not been said! "

"No matter how good the treatment is, it is not as good as battalion of Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo). People can kill Marshal Rank at such a young age. This future is not comparable to those of small forces. Maybe they may become king!"

"Cheng? You are too exaggerated ..."

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In the hotel, there are discussions about Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo). As the hottest topic recently, there are endless news about it every day. And Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) is only in his twenties, and has achieved such a series of miracles. The influence among young people has reached an amazing level.

This age of Correct is impassioned and ambitious. Such a living idol is undoubtedly very encouraging.

No one noticed that when an old man in the corner heard Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) killing Marshal Rank, his dim and dim eyes suddenly flashed a light.

The old man is bald, with a wrinkled face, and his shirt is worn out, and he is very down.

He finished drinking the bad wine in front of him, then got up and walked out of the hotel.

Silently walking on the street, the wind blows, his figure is lonely.

"Passed by, take a look and see! The latest arrival, World War II, Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) killed Marshal Yu, brand new movie, exclusive arrival, personal recording on the spot, you must watch ... "

The roadside shop's exhausted croaks passed into the old man's ears, and the old man stagnated.

"How much?"

"Fifteen Demon Currency!"

"Give me one."

"Oh!"

The old man walked to the corner and released a shadow.

The merchants did not lie. It was indeed first-hand information, but the strength of the recorders was not high. The interference of power fluctuations at that time was very large, and the images were not too clear.

The old man looked slowly and carefully.

When he saw the battle between Zuo Mo and Marshal Yu, his hazy eyes flashed a flash of light. The old man at this time, like a sharp-skinned murderer, was full of dangerous Aura.

But he soon noticed that he was back to what he was before.

But when he saw the A'Gui, his body shook, and especially in the image, the purple awn of a big magnificence burst suddenly appeared in the eyes of A'Gui. The old man was thundered and motionless!

Two lines of tears suddenly rolled down from the sides of his cloudy eyes.

The shadows in front of me are shattered into countless light spots without any warning.

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"A Sword Cultivator?"

Sen Leng's voice came from a long distance above the hall, and the generals below were like chills.

"Yes!" The speaker was lying on the ground, afraid to move, his face was full of fear, and drops of sweat dripped from his forehead and fell on the bluestone, the whole hall was clear and audible. .

The generals looked at him sympathetically.

"A Sword Cultivator, on my site, rampaged. Ha!" Sen Leng's voice, unable to hear a trace of emotional fluctuations, seemed to be telling a simple fact.

The Demon Race sweat beads dripping faster on the ground. The other generals also changed their faces slightly. Everyone could hear that the owner was angry!

"Okay, great!"

The face of Demon Race lying on the ground was ashamed, and he suddenly banged his head, raised his **** face, and trembled with a trembling voice: "Subordinate incompetent! Let the master disappoint! The subordinate confessed his death, no complaint! The sons of his subordinates are still young, and I ask the master and brothers to take a look at them! "

By the way, his right palm slammed his head, his head smashed, and his body fell to the ground softly. Aura was completely absent!

The generals are all intolerable, but no one dares to speak. At this time, asking for love is bad. Although the protagonist is violent, he still reads some old love.

Sure enough, Fang said silently for a moment above the hall: "This year's camp will be given to his son. Tell him not to humiliate his father's reputation. Thick burial."

"Yes!"

"I heard, then Sword Cultivator let out the words, not afraid of any challenges, right?"

The minds of the following generals are all tight, looking at each other. They didn't expect that even this sentence was passed into the ears of adults, and they suddenly cried out.

They are familiar with the temperament of the protagonist. princess is the most powerful. When the other party releases it, it passes into the ear of the protagonist. The protagonist can't swallow the breath. If we remain silent at this time, everyone will be unlucky. Everyone glanced at each other tacitly.

A Combat General delisted, Shen said: "Subordinates are fighting!"

"Subordinates fight!"

"Subordinates also fight for battle!"

One name Demon Race, one after another.

"battalion is not allowed. On my site, to deal with a Sword Cultivator, I have to fall to the point of using battalion, I can't afford to lose this person."

Sen Leng's voice echoed in the hall. Everyone had a bitter heart. I knew that I had used battalion before and killed the Sword Cultivator directly. There are not so many things now.

But when the protagonist said this, they were helpless.

"Give you five days, if you do n’t kill the Sword Cultivator, you will decide for yourself, not to see me."

The crowd numbed their scalp, and the corpses on the ground came into view. The faces changed, but simultaneously clenched his teeth and said, "Yes!"

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From the hall, everyone looked dignified.

A prestigious clan chief said, "Everyone, we have no way out of this matter. If it can't be done, the lord will be angry, and it will be a tribe!"

The others nodded.

"The protagonist is right, a Sword Cultivator is so crazy under my eyelids, I have nothing to wait for!"

"Yeah!"

"That's right!"

All people should be in unison.

Soon, everyone will discuss and decide that each tribe will send the most powerful expert in the tribe to kill this Sword Cultivator!

No one had thought that this was destined to start a world war, starting with them.

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The teenager looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly, a step forward, seized the collar of the person who came, and lowered his voice and said, "You dare to come back! Are you afraid of death?"

His low voice was filled with intense depression.

The visitor smiled, "Since I'm here, I'm naturally not afraid."

If anyone sees this scene, they will be scared and screamed. The visitor is Guliang Dao!

Mysterious West, Guliang Dao sneaks back to Mysterious West alone, who can think of it?

The boy in white loosened his palm and quietly released a restriction to prevent someone from eavesdropping, and then smiled: "I forgot, you guys are thick and thin, you will definitely leave a few back roads, those Demon World you How long has it been taken so long? Why don't you leave something to chance? You know there will be such a day. "

Guliang Dao's smile somewhat is bitter.

When the teenager saw this, he couldn't help sighing, but he laughed: "You are fine now, at least comfortable, don't be at the mercy of the Young Masters. Come, drink tea and drink tea."

Guliang Dao didn't speak, and drank his face with one drink.

"Come and help me!"

Guliang Dao suddenly muted.

The teenager who is holding up the tea cup has a sluggish movement. If his face is okay, he laughs: "You are in a bad situation. Although the people under you are all looking at you, many of their family members are still here. Over time, there will be changes. Moreover, you are under Demon World, and you are not friendly to you Cultivator. "

Guliang Dao smiled, no fear on his face: "You're right, so, you come to help me. No one knows your talent better than me. It's boring to die in this mountain."

The boy smiled suddenly and got up: "Let's go."

Guliang Dao is holding back instead.

"What? You still have business?" the boy asked.

"It's okay." Guliang Dao replied subconsciously, and then he suddenly laughed: "I racked my brains and thought about a lot of words to move you, but it didn't work."

The boy shrugged: "I'm an accountant at Mysterious West. Every month, Crystal Stone is poor, lonely, unrelated, and has nothing to eat with you."

"Haha!" Guliang Dao was extremely open.

Xiao's departure didn't attract anyone's attention.

For Mysterious West, he is just a trivial little person.

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Li Xian'er looked around curiously, this is her first time entering Demon World. The guards around her are be careful wingedly, looking around vigilantly.

When they saw Demon Race not far away, they became more nervous.

The team Demon Race flew out of a youth and landed not far from Li Xian'er.

"But Xian'er Young Lady of Sky Ring?" Demon Race greeted the young people with humility.

"I'm Li Xian'er." Li Xian'er came out, Yingying Yili: "Hello?"

Demon Race youth's eyes fell on Li Xian'er, and he suddenly showed a stunning color. He smiled and said, "The son of Marshal Di, Xian'er Young Lady can call me. I hope to meet the Xian'er Young Lady party by the order of Marshal Di." >

"There is less Rauch!" Li Xian'er smiled slightly.

"Please!" Xi Wei leaned sideways, reaching out.

The two people along the road are very permissive. They are talkative, extremely friendly, and knowledgeable. Chatting with him is undoubtedly a pleasure.

Li Xian'er's eyes lighted, and I occasionally glanced over Greek's guard, feeling sorrowful. These Demon Race guards have a solid body of killing intent and are obviously experienced in battle. With a small glimpse, the strength of this Marshal Di is indeed extremely powerful.

She was surprised when Grandpa asked her to come to Demon Race, and when she knew that Sky Ring had a close relationship with Demon World's Marshal Di, it made her stunned. She was not naive enough to think that Cultivator should be demonized, but she never expected that Sky Ring had a close relationship with Demon Race.

Later she learned that it turned out that not only Sky Ring, but the other three also had allies in Demon World.

Li Xian'er suspects that in Devil World, there must also be sectarian allies.

After the initial shock, Li Xian'er calmed down quickly. It is also normal to think about it. The four majors are all millennials, and the interior of Demon Race is not an iron bucket.

Her mission is to represent Demon World on behalf of Sky Ring.

This will be the first official meeting between Sky Ring and Marshal Di.

The team greeted is very large. The ambassador hopes that Marshal Di attaches great importance to the Li Xian'er team. The novel scenery of Demon World along the way makes Li Xian'er dizzying.

Hsi's eyes fell on Li Xian'er's face from time to time, and there was a flash of fiery in his eyes.

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"This is the material of Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo)." Ye Mingyue's eyes are like the stars of the sky.

Ji Liyu browse carefully.

"He can enter Ten Finger Prisons and Cultivate Ten Crow Celestial Apparatus. He should also have the bloodline of Devils and Demons. This man has a mysterious background and is very powerful. Both Devilish Arts and Demon Skill are excellent, and they are also gold Combat General."

Ye Mingyue's voice is empty and pleasing.

"His Cultivate is Divine Power."

A surprise look on Ji Liyu's face: "Divine Power? Is this real existence Divine Power?"

"It's not just him, he also has two women around him, the same Cultivate Divine Power. We suspect that he may be an ancient descendant, he has a complete Divine Power Cultivate method."

"Is Divine Power so powerful?" Ji Liyu somewhat didn't believe it.

"The three of them joined forces and killed one Marshal Rank." Ye Mingyue lightly said.

Ji Liyu is shaking.

Ye Mingyue's beautiful eyes looked at him and said, "Your task is to approach him."

"Close to him? Stealing exercises?" Ji Liyu asked.

"If there is a chance."

Ji Liyu somewhat looked at Ye Mingyue in perplexity, and listening to her meaning did not seem to aim at the exercises.

"I'm very optimistic about him." Ye Mingyue's eyes turned to the distance.

"Looking at him?" Ji Liyu somewhat was at a loss, she didn't understand.

"Maybe he can fight the world!"

Ye Mingyue gently spit out the last four words in Ji Liyu's ears. She looked at Ye Mingyue in horror.

"This kind of person is a good choice for you and for Ji Family."

Ye Mingyue looked at her with a grin.

Ji Liyu has a pale face and cold hands and feet.

"You will thank me."

Ye Mingyue put it to the ear of Ji Liyu, and said gently.

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Zuo Mo They are in trouble.

Small stocks of scout appear from time to time along the way. Obviously, this move is not a sign of goodwill.

Soon, those Demon Race who came to Zuo Mo disappeared. The unusually polite forces suddenly became unspeakable. What makes them even more uncomfortable is that from time to time small battalion harassment.

Although these small stocks battalion can't pose any threat, they have a lot of wins, which seriously delay the speed of Zuo Mo.

"Someone is doing us!" Bie Han coldly said.

Gongsun Cha also agrees with Bie Han's statement: "Yes, some people are working in secret, and they are not ordinary people."

Being able to control so many small forces is definitely not ordinary people. At this time when Correct Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo)'s prestige is flourishing, these small forces are urged to have the courage to deal with them. This person's prestige is afraid of even more amazing.

"Is there a clue?" Zuo Mo asked.

"Caught a lot of scout and captives, but these people did not know." Gongsun Cha shook his head.

"Why does the other party deal with us?" Zuo Mo groaned.

"I don't know." Gongsun Cha shook his head.

"It seems that we are going to have a few forces to operate." Zuo Mo looked cold.

The harassment is intensifying. These small stocks of battalion are as annoying as flies. If things go on, they will struggle.

The origin of these scouts is easy to figure out.

On the night, Bie Han led Sinned Division, destroying three local forces in succession.

But beyond Zuo Mo, what they expected was that these small forces seemed to know that they would be retaliated. The tribe had already moved away, leaving them almost empty land.

Zuo Mo smells a conspiracy.

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It is late at night, Jiang Zhe is staring at the map.

He keeps this position, already has been all day.

"Adult, Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) has been harassed by many sporadic teams."

Jiang Zhe came back to him, he took a long breath, and he knew in his heart that the martial arts had shot. The power of martial arts is really unfathomable!

In his letter to the school, he hopes that the school will give him more time.

He needs more time to arrange.

Jiang Zhe has been a lot easier. This battle has put a lot of pressure on him. He and Bie Han have known each other since childhood, and they are very familiar with each other. He knows the horror of Bie Han. Although in the martial arts, he never thought that one day, and Bie Han will really meet on the battlefield.

There is no room for escape in this battle!

He didn't even think about escaping, but his personality was cautious. In the face of Bie Han, he became more be careful. Not to mention, this is a war that cannot be lost.

You ca n’t lose anyway!

Facing such amazing pressure, he is still calm and calm. As long as he is given time, he will have enough confidence to defeat Bie Han!

With more time, you can do more layout yourself.

Jiang Zhe stared at the boundary map, eyes as deep as the sea.

After fighting this war, go to Cloud Sea Jie to take revenge for Feng Yue.

Jiang Zhe said to herself.

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Wei Sheng opened his eyes, and his spirit returned to its peak state. There was a faint feeling in his heart, he was about to touch the threshold of breakthrough.

His clothes are shattered, and the scars, large and small, look like beggar clothes. But no one would think that Wei Sheng is a beggar. His straight back and high momentum are like a sharp sword, which makes people unable to look straight.

He got up, lifted Black Sword, went barefoot and walked out of the valley.

A group of Demon Race gathered outside the valley. At this moment, they saw him and there was a commotion. The eyes of the people were extremely complicated, and fright, hatred, admiration, and so on, mixed together. But no one was disdainful.

An enemy like this cannot be ignored.

"Who's coming?"

Wei Sheng's eyes are firm without any support.

Demon Race is another commotion. This already is the fourth day. In these four days, there are more than thirty people in already, falling under the sword of this Sword Cultivator. Until now, no one could stop him with three swords, and most people couldn't resist even one sword, so they died.

It's terrible!

It turns out that Cultivator also has characters like Demon God!

At that moment, everyone's heart was choked, and there was a short silence.

But thinking of the above command, these people trembled again.

If they can't kill him, they will all die!

Their blood rose in their eyes, like a beast forced into despair. I don't know who snorted: "Let's go together!"

Everyone was immediately in front of me. The adults only said that they could not use battalion, but did not say that they could not go together!

Look at their numbers, and then look at the solitary Wei Sheng. Their morale suddenly rises! With so many people besieging one person, no matter how powerful Sword Cultivator is, it is impossible to kill all of them.

"Kill!"

They yelled loudly and headed towards Wei Sheng murderous air/qi.

Looking at the chaotic Demon Race, Wei Sheng has a sword-like gaze, without the slightest trembling, his face looks like a rock carving, without half-expression. He tightened the Black Sword in his hands and stepped forward!

In his heart, only sword essence is left!

Black Sword in his hand, as if responding to sword essence in his chest, buzzing and shaking.

It's hunger and thirsty, just want to drink blood!

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"I can only do this, I'm afraid which Demon Marshal." Pu Yao looked as usual. He followed Corps Leader for a long time in Demon World and was very familiar with Demon World.

"Yes." Wei nodded.

When the opinions of Pu Yao and Wei are the same, it means that this opinion is more reliable.

But Demon Marshal!

This answer made Zuo Mo feel great pressure at once. Any Demon Marshal is a hegemon. Regardless of whether they can beat Marshal Yu that day, they think Demon Marshal is nothing. If most of battalion of Marshal Yu is not restrained, if Marshal Yu really deal with it seriously, Zuo Mo they have no chance to win at all.

The power of Demon Marshal is too powerful!

Huge battalion, a vast site, such as Cloud expert.

Every Demon Marshal means a behemoth, the top Demon Marshal, with the power, even if it is better than the four martial arts.

If all of this is really controlled by a Demon Marshal, it will be a lot of trouble!

Zuo Mo knows that Pu Yao and Wei's speculation is afraid that ** will not leave ten.

With his current reputation, there is no Demon Marshal behind him, these little forces dare not have any rebellion at all.

It's much easier to find the direction and sound it.

Soon, Zuo Mo they figured out who this Demon Marshal was hiding in the dark.

Marshal Hao, the fifth strongest Demon Marshal in the entire Hundred Mania! Zuo Mo The Demon World they are in today is very close to the ruled area of ​​Marshal Hao.

Marshal Hao is most likely!

After inquiring, Zuo Mo has an intuitive understanding of Marshal Hao.

Compared with Marshal Yu, Marshal Hao is a real old-fashioned Demon Marshal. His Demon World rule is more than three times that of Marshal Yu! He stepped into Marshal Rank, which is more than a hundred years longer than Marshal Yu.

Just a little bit about the strength of Marshal Hao, Zuo Mo has no idea of ​​going against the opponent.

However, he is even more surprised that if the other party is really hostile to them, he is fully capable of destroying them directly. Marshal Hao has more than a hundred battalions, and other than that, the sea of ​​people can drown them.

But the other party just sends a small battalion constantly to harass them, slowing them down.

Slow down their speed ...

For what purpose?

Zuo Mo horrified to wake up.

Muff, what is waiting for them?

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"Father!" A middle-aged man respectfully said: "According to your instructions, Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) and already slow down."

"Yes." Marshal Hao showed a satisfied expression. His body somewhat was short, thick and stout, with a smile on his face beginning to end, looking like the most common butcher shop Boss. When he saw the somewhat on his son's face, he smiled and said, "Are you confused?"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded honestly: "If we really want to delay their speed, we only need to invite Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) to come as a guest, presumably in the name of his father, Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) they will certainly not refuse. Neither Would n’t it be better if he could fight against Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) and achieve his goal? "

"You can use your brain, good." Marshal Hao glanced at his son and said, "However, look farther. Do you think Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) is a big threat to us or Xuan Kong Temple is a big threat to us?"

"Xuan Kong Temple!" The middle-aged thought for a while: "Although they are now our secret allies, they are also capable of running against the world and threaten us even more."

"Yes." Marshal Hao smiled lightly: "Don't look at Xuan Kong Temple and we have a good relationship now, but there will be a battle in the future. Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) has great potential, but his foundation is too weak to think of climate, it is not so easy."

If the middle-aged person is aware of it.

Marshal Hao continued: "However, although Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) has insufficient stamina, these people are still very good. The battle between Xuan Kong Temple and Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) must be Xuan Kong Temple. However, Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) also has a chance to be able to hit Xuan Kong Temple. The good result is to give Xuan Kong Temple a bite before Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo) dies. "

The middle-aged person's expression came to a sudden realization: "So my father used this method to both complete Xuan Kong Temple's request and alert Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo)."

"Oh, don't underestimate Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo). The people in his hands, even I am somewhat jealous. Bie Han is Top Tier Combat General that can compete with Jiang Zhe. They have the ability to cause trouble for Xuan Kong Temple!" Marshal Hao smiled deeply: "If the loss of the Xuan Kong Temple battle is too serious, then the Xuan Kong Temple will rely more on us, and we can raise more conditions!"

"What if Xuan Kong Temple is defeated?" The middle-aged man asked subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out, he felt like he was talking nonsense.

How could Xuan Kong Temple be defeated? This is simply impossible!

The Xuan Kong Temple, which is stronger than them, how can it be impossible to clean up even a single Xiao Moge (Elder Brother Lil' Mo)? This is impossible!

Marshal Hao was suddenly stifled by this sentence, the expression on his face became weird, he didn't say a word, and seemed to be lost in thought.

Middle-aged people regret that they said this nonsense, but suddenly they heard Marshal Hao slowly say: "If the battle of Xuan Kong Temple is defeated, then they are not good."

Middle-aged people shook their heads: "Xuan Kong Temple cannot be defeated, and even if it fails, it will not be a nuisance to them."

"You don't understand." Marshal Hao shook his head and looked dignified: "They must win in this battle, and they need to win beautifully! If it is defeated, Xuan Kong Temple is in danger. Defeated by its own traitors, the number Combat General Jiang Zhe confidence and The prestige is damaged, and the weakness of Xuan Kong Temple will be exposed to everyone in the world. By then, even the huge Xuan Kong Temple will be nothing but a pile of flesh and bones, causing more jackals. "

The middle-aged man was stunned.

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Tang Fei has a lot of thoughts. During this period of harassment, she saw in her eyes that a strong uneasiness raised in her heart. On the surface, however, she remained calm and only supervised the Cultivate of Tang Battalion more rigorously.

Tang Battalion's personal level is very good, which is a bit higher than her previous lead of City Lord guards.

But their battle formation level is too bad. It takes a long time for Cultivate to reach a satisfactory level, but it takes time.

Without the pinch of battle formation, these people are just a crowd.

She hopes to shorten the time as much as possible. If a fight does occur, Tang Battalion, who is not skilled in battle formation, will be the target of the opponent's focus.

"Master Tang, please invite you over."

Tang Fei burst into his heart and knew that it must be related to the recent harassment. He followed the captain without hesitation and walked towards the Zuo Mo camp.

When Tang Fei arrived, almost all the core members of His Majesty Zuo Mo were there.

Zuo Mo has a dignified look and does not talk nonsense, and reiterated the results of his recent investigation and his own guess.

Everyone's faces are gazed up.

Gongsun Cha first said: "If it is Marshal Hao, then they use harassment as a means, and they are not at ease. They definitely want us to lose each other. The relationship between him and the enemy in front is very delicate.

"Yes." Bie Han's tone overflowed with murderous air/qi, and the air around him dropped suddenly.

Zuo Mo nodded, but asked another question: "The key is, who is ahead?"

This is the most critical point of the whole problem. If no one knows the enemy in front of them, they will not have a half chance to win this battle.

Gongsun Cha stared at the boundary map and groaned: "We went to Netherworld Spring Boundary, we know a lot of people, and the other party must also know. Then, the other party can only choose the road we must pass!"

Gongsun Cha's words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were staring at the boundary map.

"On the road that we must pass, we have had a knot with us, knowing our strength, and dare to fight with us ..."

Everyone's gaze follows Gongsun Cha's words, following the path of the boundary map together.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes stayed together in one place.

Bie Han's breathing suddenly thickened.

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