Chapter 836

The voice of the leader of the Mo sect fell, and suddenly, a strange breath came out from the opposite Baigu mountain cave.

Ding... Dang!

The sound of copper coins echoed in the dense biogas room.

The sky is dark, white bones are ferocious and biogas is hazy. The buzzing sound of this copper coin is mixed with it, which is faint, real and unreal.

The other four of the five wandering messengers had no response except commander bochi. As for commander bochi, there was a dignified look in his eyes, Ding... Dang, and a copper coin in his palm.

But what he didn't expect was that when he was about to meet him, the strange breath suddenly drew an arc around him, accelerated halfway and shot at the other side of the Mohist leader!

"What!"

Commander bochi's face changed slightly, and in the twinkling of an eye, he felt a deep chill. It was too late to stop him again.

The leader of the Mo sect, who was the first to bear the brunt, naturally noticed the death gas against him. Although he was angry and angry when three of his men encountered lethal copper coins, he also secretly hated his incompetence. He was killed by several copper coins thrown by others and laughed at the dead.

It was not until he personally faced the momentum of the deadly copper coin that he realized a trace of his panic and helplessness before his death.

The feeling of death is not only surrounded in all directions, but also born from the bottom of my heart. From the inside to the outside, it envelops and drowns the Mexican leader, just like a drowning man who can't help sinking. The whole world has abandoned him, leaving him only despair.

"If you want to kill this sect... Don't think about it!"

The leader of the Mo sect gave a violent drink, his body shook wildly, and dark gray air machines drilled out of the pores of his body, gathered into a hurricane vortex, swaying and rotating around him.

Click! Click! Click... The sound of fighting echoed up and down the Baigu mountain cave.

It's not the fight between Mo sect leader and Luo seventeen's Qi machine, but the Mo sect leader controls his own evil Qi power and is attacking his imaginary youyou Qi machine.

Even though he had exerted all his strength, in the face of the inhuman and deadly skill of the wandering Messenger, the Mexican leader seemed to be completely blinded, blocked his ears, unable to see or hear, and did not know where the attack came from. He could only let the air of death pull him down, and his life was falling a little bit into the boundless abyss!

In the eyes of the Mexican sect leader triangle, the previous complacency and ambition disappeared, replaced by a thick haze and fear!

A moment later, his body trembled and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! There are three bodies in our sect. The world is vast. Where there is Qi, there is a place where our sect can preach its own life! Even if you wander around, you can't find the third body of our sect! If you want to kill our sect, dream!"

A touch of brilliance flashed in the eyes of the strong, such as the floating emperor, and they were surprised in their hearts.

Naturally, they can't see that the physical body of the leader of Mo sect is just a separate body. The head of the demon sect palace is just a body transformed by three parts of one Qi. How strong will his noumenon be?

The White Dragon Emperor and the West Tian Bo Hou looked at each other, and there was a different color in their eyes at the same time. They seemed to have guessed something.

"I know who you are. You were born in the north of the dark sea and swam in the east of the Milky way. You spent 3000 years in the Tianchen Taijiu immortal Dynasty. It took 9000 years to cultivate these three parts. I'll cut one of you today, which is equivalent to cutting one third of your Taoist accomplishments. If you lose one third of your life, your strength will be reduced by nearly half! You're still talking hard to me!"

More arrogant laughter sounded from the Baigu mountain cave, with a slight noise in the sound, showing the weak state of the laughing person at this time.

Poof!

The sound of spitting blood came out immediately. The strong people outside the grottoes were quiet and looked different.

"Mo Daoyou, don't be frightened by him. Don't mention that he is almost out of oil and the lamp is dry at this time, which is his heyday. His cultivation of wandering Taoism can't really hurt your life."

Commander bochi said faintly, pinching the seal in his left hand, a copper coin flew out, printed on the eyebrow of the Mexican sect leader, and suddenly drank: "quickly restrain your mind and calm the heart lake! Luo seventeen, this cunning thief doesn't want to take your life, but wants to threaten you with death to make you in a mess, so as to find out your details so that..."

Speaking of this, commander bochi's face suddenly changed, and the other four wandering messengers also looked divine.

"So that his son could hear and be on guard..." commander bochi slowly raised his head and glanced in all directions. Gu jingbubo's almost stiff face seemed to show a smile, but it melted away in an instant: "his son, the Tianluo demon king, is here! He hasn't gone far yet!"

His voice kept falling, and his face changed again, but the death Qi that lingered around the master of the Mo sect suddenly spread out and disappeared, surrounded him and the other four youyou commanders.

"Commander, you know me best."

Blood coughing laughter came from Baigu mountain cave, and tall and thin man in green robe appeared at edge of the cave.

The cold wind rolled up his long hair, revealing blood spots on his back and skirt, which was shocking.

White bones and blood make this middle-aged monk look weak and full of a fierce and domineering temperament.

Outside the Baigu mountain cave, the old youyou commander looked at the middle-aged monk with complex eyes.

Rom. 17 also looked at commander bochi and stood with his hands down, his clothes and meals, and his face was indifferent.

"Of course I know you, because you are the one who surprised me most among the messengers I brought out by myself over the past ten thousand years." commander bochi said faintly: "however, I don't understand you enough. I didn't predict that you should do such a thing."

"The way of heaven is the Lord. Although we are also servants, we can at least have a fair reputation and feel better in our hearts. But if we are servants and are still the servants of those people, we are really slaves and can't turn over forever." Rom. 17 whispered, "commander, we wandering people shouldn't have taken this road."

Commander bochi's face changed. Finally, he shook his head and said, "today's way of heaven is no longer the way of heaven in the past. If we don't take this road, we will have no way to travel."

"How could it be? Commander bochi is joking? The wandering messenger who can escape the extinction of heaven and earth has no way to go?" Luo Shiqi laughed and said, "I have more ways to go, such as the skill I have practiced..."

Rom. 17 was interrupted before he finished. Another wandering messenger opened his mouth.

"Absurd! Absurd! The book you stole was written by a traitor who secretly communicated with the great enemy. It was banned by the ancient emperor hundreds of thousands of years ago! I can't read it! Let alone practice! Practice will bring great disaster... If this skill is good, you would have broken through. The traitor left this book just to harm me!"

"Rom. 17, you have violated many prohibitions. I think the weakness of my wandering is precisely because of your cause and effect. It has something to do with you!"

"Yes, you broke the contract of heaven and left a blood descendant. You even connived at him to cultivate the immortal skill! Know but don't report! Luo 17, you can't travel between the two factions now!"

The wandering messengers shouted and scolded one by one. Commander bochi stopped talking and stared at the green robed man at the entrance of the cave with cold eyes.

Similarly, Luo Shiqi's eyes are cold. There is not only indifference, but also a trace of fatigue and confusion in his eyes. Although they are fleeting, they seem to be a brand. Once they are born, they can no longer be erased.

"Well, I'm sorry. Miss birch."

Luo seventeen murmured in a low voice. Two groups of Shenhua with different colors burst out in his eyes, one purple and one gray.

The dead breath was released from the whole body of the Mexican leader. The Mexican leader's body flashed back three steps, relieved, his forehead was full of sweat, his face was pale to the extreme, and he was very weak.

Hoo... The dead breath burst out from his body seemed to have a spirit suddenly, and it seemed to steal a trace of the spirit of the master of the Mo cult, full of ghost and secluded breath.

Ding Ding... The tremor of a series of copper coins echoed among the Baigu mountain caves.

In addition to commander bochi, all the four wandering messengers were dignified and cautious. They knew that the man in front of the opposite cave was making the last and most violent counterattack.

Ding Ding!

Copper coins fell from the sky. At first, they were just ordinary size. In the twinkling of an eye, they became as big as a wheel. As the copper coin continued to fall, its size became larger and larger, and its color became more and more strange, like purple or gray or gray!

Just as the wandering messengers wanted to escape, there was a sudden burst of ghost crying and wolf howling under the Baigu mountain cave. The sharp howling accompanied the dark figures flying out of the white bones and emerged in the air. They turned into the illusion of a famous ancient battlefield strong man and surrounded the wandering messengers.

"Do you travel to life?" commander bochi raised his head and looked at Luo seventeen.

"I'm sorry, commander, I still want to live." Luo Shiqi smiled, slowly straightened out his chest, and his eyes were bright. There was no sign of weakness.

Just then he coughed up blood and had a white face. He was just acting.

Boom!

The half purple and half gray copper coin fell from the sky and covered five wandering messengers!

Not far away, Luo Chuan, who was exerting his "youyou waste treasure record", wiped the sweat on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has completed the "youyou waste treasure record", he really wants to use the youyou Taoist method to crack the Dragon Seal mask, which is not as simple as he thought.

Fortunately, dad showed the enemy that he was weak and fought back successfully, which relieved Luo Chuanchang.

"Dad, you are really good at acting." Luo Chuan smiled.

However, at this time, in the Tianmen Dharma, the green robed friar in front of the cave trembled, opened his mouth and vomited blood, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Dad..."

Luo Chuan's face changed greatly and his heart beat fast, but he saw a dark shadow floating behind Luo seventeen.

The shadow turned into a man and became commander birch.

"I deserve to be the most proud disciple of the poor road. I almost let you succeed."

"It's a pity that your youyou Taoism is poor. Even the record of youyou passing away can't be separated from the scope of youyou Taoism."

"In addition, you haven't been able to break through for a long time, and you have begun to doubt yourself. Your state of mind shows flaws... Seventeen, you violate the heaven's law and violate the heaven's law. You can only sacrifice the heaven's law with your body in order to avoid the disaster of my wandering."

The old commander whispered, and a deadly copper coin appeared in the palm of his hand and pressed it against Luo 17 again.