Chapter 123

The night was hazy, and the moon was covered by a dark cloud. If someone was in the air, with the light shining around the palace, you could vaguely see a dark shadow shuttling through the dense forest.

"Xiaoding, did you see anything jump over." a disciple took a torch and raised it in the direction of the dense forest.

"No, are you wrong?" the patrol team of two, the man called Xiaoding, also raised the torch, but it was dark below and couldn't see anything.

"No, I clearly saw a dark shadow passing by..." the talking disciple touched his head and muttered.

"Don't think too much. It's time for a shift change. I'll have a drink after the shift." Xiaoding said.

The latter nodded, and they patrolled elsewhere. After they left, a dark shadow landed where they stayed.

The shadow murmured, "this is where the disciples live."

The words fall and the shadow dissipates.

When the shadow reappeared, it was on the top of the largest palace, gently lifted the glazed tiles, and the shadow's eyes swept down.

In such a large bedroom, only a bloody old man in a skeleton yellow robe sat on the bed.

The old man's face is thin, just like skin and bones. His eyes are deep. The whole person has a strange breath. When he breathes and breathes, a red gas is inhaled into his abdomen.

"Ding, if you find the Seven Star Dou sect, you can spend 97000 Qi points to peep."

"Seven Star douzong, he must be the old devil, but where is Han Feng?"

Chen Mo's mind flashed. At this time, the prompt sound of the system sounded again.

"Ding, if you find the two-star DouWang, you can spend 22000 Qi points to peep."

"No, Mr. Lu was assassinated and killed."

"There's an assassin, catch the assassin!"

“...”

Accompanied by the system prompt sound, several screams with panic came from a palace.

Caused a panic.

A disciple who didn't know why came out of the room and said in surprise, "elder Lu is a strong fighter. Who can assassinate him?"

Chen Mo leaned down and leaned down on the top of the hall. Under the cover of the night, you can see the figure in black robes, flying towards Chen Mo from the top of the hall where there was a scream.

"I..." Chen Mo's mood of scolding his mother has changed. It's not easy to run on which side. Run this way.

There was no way. Chen Mo covered his breath and swept towards the top of another palace, but the figure seemed to recognize Chen mo.

Chen Mo hid over there, and the figure fled over there.

Therefore, with several figures taking off around and countless torches lit up, both of them were exposed in the dazzling light of the fire.

Mu Qianqian didn't expect that other people besides himself also dived into the magic fire valley.

Chen Mo's face was as heavy as water, and he had the idea of cutting the shadow of the stranger in front of him.

"Bold assassin, how dare you come to Moyan mountain to commit murder and have accomplices!" a middle-aged man who fought Wang Xiuwei looked at them coldly.

Seeing that he was found, Chen Mo didn't hide at all. He directly pointed out his purpose: "I'm looking for Han Feng!"

"Hum, elder Han, are you the assassin who says you can see it when you see it." the middle-aged man snorted coldly and immediately said, "take it."

At the command of the middle-aged man, the five fighting kings who surrounded the two men rushed out and swept towards them.

"Die!"

Chen Mo's eyes were cold, his palm was clenched, and a black spear of about one foot was condensed in his hand. On the spear, a forest white flame flowed.

The blazing temperature, the burning void were twisted.

When the figure flickers, there are several residual shadows left in the air.

When the residual shadow dissipated, accompanied by the misty blood fog, the five fighting kings shrouded fell to the ground and made a dull sound.

The attached flame, only three breath less, the bodies of five people were incinerated to nothingness.

In Mu Qianqian's frightened eyes, in the shocked eyes of the people, Chen Mo's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man, shot out, and the void faintly vibrated.

The next moment, the spear point pierced into the big man's chest and passed through his back. The forest white flame flowing from the spear suddenly burned from his chest.

Soon the fire devoured his body.

Like the fate of the five fighting kings, the body turned into nothingness in the wail.

The people's eyes, at this moment, suddenly coagulated, and there was an irrecoverable surprise in their eyes.

Six fighting kings were easily killed by one person in a short time.

The figure surrounded below retreated towards the rear inexplicably under the panic in his heart.

After the black gauze, thousands of people were stunned. The whole person was like a statue, clubbing in place, terrified.

When you react and want to take the opportunity to escape.

"Good courage!"

A fierce drink came from the rear palace, the voice fell, the blood rushed to the sky, and the glazed tiles at the top of the hall were smashed.

A bloody old man in a skeleton yellow robe stood on the void like this. His deep pupils were full of deep anger, and his eyes looked at them like electricity.

When Mu Qianqian passed around the top of his hall, the old man with blood hair found that he only had the breath of fighting king. In addition, his subordinates had already shot, so he didn't do it and continued to practice.

Until Chen Mo's breath was exposed, the old man was surprised, because the exposed position of this breath was very close to him, but he didn't find it. In other words, the producer of this breath was not weak with himself.

The moment he was ready to take action and get off his bed, the breath of his six fighting kings dissipated.

At this time, he couldn't care about his gorgeous appearance and broke out of the roof in a direct rage.

The majestic pressure blocked the two people in an instant.

Mu Qianqian has felt that breathing is becoming difficult.

"Who is your excellency? I'm in the devil burning Valley, but there's a place to provoke you? It makes you so painful to kill people." the old devil said coldly and his face was angry.

As for mu Qianqian beside Chen Mo, he was automatically ignored by the old devil.

Chen Mo's face was indifferent: "the weak don't respect the strong. It's time to kill. What's more, this is a black corner region. Several people don't deserve to die if they can survive for so long."

"You're almost buried. Don't you still understand this truth?"

With that, Chen Mo looked at the old devil with a sarcastic look.

"Good, good." after three good, the old devil was furious and looked at Chen Mo with sharp eyes: "in that case, let me experience your skill."

"Thousand magic black ice thorn!"

The old devil gently raised his hands, and with the flick of his fingers, he saw a dense black ice cone emerge from his fingertips strangely.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

They shot at Chen Mo and Mu Qianqian.

PS: I have friends who look elsewhere. I also hope to come to the bookstore to vote for orange cat!