Chapter 207

Not only Mo Jueyuan's face changed dramatically, but also Cheng Nuo's face was surprised.

"It's impossible. Laozi's magic pill will never fail. If this old guy's soul is stronger than Laozi's, he will have locked you long ago. Even now, although he has caught up with you, I can feel that he has not locked you. He should have a general direction. It seems that there must be something strange in his hand, It can lock in people's breath or smell. "

As the saying goes, ginger is still spicy. Cheng Nuo is a real veteran who has lived for countless years. In a short moment, he analyzed the whole thing. Cheng Nuo was sure that even if his guess was not completely correct, it would not be much worse.

At this moment, Mo Jueyuan's expression has become very serious. Although Mo Jueyuan has never fought with the old monster, his powerful and abnormal power and unparalleled ability to control the vitality of heaven and earth are by no means comparable to Mo Jueyuan's strength, and even Mo Jueyuan's strength today, Not even qualified to stand in front of the other side, a finger of the other side can completely press Mo Jueyuan to death.

"Old monster, what should I do? Is there any way to escape this man's pursuit? "

Mo Jueyuan is surprised but not flustered. With haotianjie, he can be said to be in an invincible position. He has no worries about his life. The rest is nothing but suffering.

Cheng Nuo pondered slightly, then shook his head

"I can't hide. The old guy must have a monster who depends on the smell to search for the target. Unfortunately, there are no things that can confuse the smell. Otherwise, the smell can be confused and the monster's sense of smell can't be distinguished. Now, unless you kill the monster, you can't hide."

Mo Jue yuan's heart sank, and his body suddenly slowed down.

"In that case, kill that monster, old monster. You can't fight against him. You're fighting."

Mo Jueyuan's face was as heavy as water, his expression was cold, and his eyes were shining with cold light.

Cheng Nuo was a little stunned, and then showed a funny smile. A light flashed in his mind, nodded and encouraged him to say:

"Well, boy, you're free to fight with him. It's estimated that you can fight hard to get out of the ordinary world with the strength of xiangkong. You can't find a second person to break the sky and exile. Ha ha ha."

When Mo Jueyuan heard this, his blood began to boil slowly, and a sense of war filled his chest slowly. With Mo Jueyuan's blood boiling, it gradually began to strengthen.

"Ha ha, let me meet you, the legendary strong man in the world."

With that, Mo Jueyuan waved his hand. A dark skeleton crutch suddenly appeared in Mo Jueyuan's hand. It was the mysterious and strange blood refining heaven and earth crutch. At the same time, a huge black wolf appeared beside Mo Jueyuan. His green eyes were shining with cold light, and his killing intention was everywhere.

"Wolf king, you attack him with the vitality of heaven and earth. It's as if you are practicing to manipulate the vitality of heaven and earth."

Mo Jueyuan gently pulled the corner of his mouth. His white teeth were shining with cold luster, and there was a bloodthirsty smell around him.

Gently lift up the blood refining staff, and then fiercely to the ground, the skeleton head suddenly flashing a strange red light, a strong blood mist suddenly from the skeleton head, just a few breath of Kung Fu will be filled within a mile.

"The blood fog eats the spirit."

Looking at the blood mist in front of him, Mo Chueh yuan nodded with satisfaction. His eyes were shining, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart

What level of weapon is the blood refining heaven and earth staff?

Mo Jueyuan was just about to ask Cheng Nuo. At that moment, Cheng Nuo's voice suddenly rang out in Mo Jueyuan's ear

"Boy, narrow the scope of blood fog, the soul perception of the old monster in the free world is not as simple as you think. If the area is too large, the other party can easily see through and find yourself."

Mo Jueyuan nodded slightly, tightened the blood refining staff in his hand, and then raised the blood refining staff. He pointed forward the skeleton head flashing with strange red light. Suddenly, the blood fog was as alive as it was, and it was rapidly rolling and squirming. With the continuous rolling and squirming of the blood fog, the blood fog became more and more rich. Of course, the covered area was smaller and smaller.

Do everything well, Mo Jueyuan also put aside the doubt about the level of the blood refining heaven and earth staff for the time being, standing quietly in the blood fog, waiting quietly, waiting for the arrival of the pursuer.

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Less than a hundred miles behind Mo Jueyuan, a strong man was holding a mouse like monster in his hand. The mouse monster, which was the size of a palm, kept stirring its nose and squeaking from time to time. With the squeaking of the mouse monster, the strong man would adjust his direction and continue to fly forward.

This strong man is Sima Kun who is tracking Mo Jueyuan, and the mouse like monster in his hand is the second-order mutant monster, sniffing mouse.

Under the guidance of sniffing rats, Sima Kun quickly approached Mo Jueyuan, with a cruel smile on his face. At the moment, Sima Kun was thinking about how to kill the boy after he was caught.

Suddenly, Sima Kun's flying body suddenly froze, his cruel smile also froze, and his eyes were full of doubts.

"Stop? Did the boy find out that I was following him? It's impossible. I'm out of the ordinary world. Even in the early stage, these little cats and dogs can't find it. "

Sima Kun once again unfolded his soul perception, and instantly collected everything within a hundred Li. When he "saw" the blood fog hundreds of meters around, the surprise in his eyes turned into irony. He had already made sure that the other side did stop, and he was in a position to "fight" with himself.

"Ha ha ha, just a mole ant, how dare you fight with me? I'll let you know what the difference between heaven and earth is. You can't be insulted if you break away from the dignity of the strong. "

Sima Kun's eyes were full of irony, and his flying speed suddenly increased several times.

Bang.

There was a dull crack in the air, and Sima Kun's figure disappeared in the same place.

When he reappeared, it was twenty miles away. Sima Kun's figure was not yet fully formed. A dull crackle sounded again, and the illusory shadow disappeared in an instant

So repeatedly, when Sima Kun appeared for the fourth time, the rich blood mist was close at hand.

Looking at the thick blood fog in front of him, Sima Kun subconsciously releases his soul perception, intending to integrate into the blood fog. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approaches, Sima Kun feels a strong resistance spreading from the blood fog. Sima Kun's face suddenly becomes indifferent, and his eyes are cold and murderous.

"How dare you stop me? It's just a mole ant. You're tired of living. "

Sima Kun has the pride of a strong man who is out of the ordinary world. As a strong man who is out of the ordinary world, it's your blessing to want to kill you. Not everyone is qualified to be killed by a strong man who is out of the ordinary world.

Just as Sima Kun was about to get angry, Mo Jueyuan's voice suddenly came out of the blood fog.

"I'm Mo Cheng. I've met you. I dare to ask your name."

Sima Kun's expression remained unchanged, and he said faintly:

"My husband, Sima Kun, Mo Cheng, come out immediately."

"Master Sima, I don't know why you followed me all the way. I don't think you have offended me."

It's certain to have a bad relationship with the other side, but only by knowing yourself and the other side can you win a hundred battles. It may be helpful to know the other side as much as possible.

"Didn't you offend me?"

Sima Kun's eyes flashed, and a great momentum suddenly burst out. His eyes narrowed slightly and he cheered coldly

"Well, you killed my nephew and said you didn't offend me? Hum, don't tell me it's not you. I'm not blind. "

Sima Kun's voice was as loud as Huang zhongdalu's. through the thick blood fog, it came to Mo Jueyuan's ears. Mo Jueyuan felt dizzy.

"So strong!"

Mo Jueyuan is dizzy just by his voice, and it's because the other party doesn't lock himself in. If he is face to face with the other party, it's estimated that a voice from the other party can shock him to death.

In an instant, Mo Jueyuan had a better understanding of the strength of the strong people in the free world, and his awe of the free world deepened.

Mo Chueh yuan gave a low smile, and his voice sounded respectfully

"I'm joking. How dare you harm your nephew with such strength? Well, what's your nephew's cultivation?"

"In the early stage of transformation."

Sima Kun replied coldly, the irony in his eyes was more obvious, and he hummed in his heart

"Hum, this blood fog is certainly unusual. Even my soul perception can be blocked. I must get it. Besides, the boy disappeared suddenly before, and he must have some precious things on his body. Maybe this time, the boy will get the strange treasure."

At the thought of these, Sima Kun's eyes suddenly hot up, looking at the rich blood fog in front of him, the greed in his heart is more and more high.

"Master, are you wrong? I'm just in the middle of xiangkong. How can I kill the experts in the early stage of transformation?"

Although Mo Jueyuan says that his accomplishments are flying in the air, he doesn't even have the intention to go out and let the other party identify him. Mo Jueyuan doesn't move. He stands in the center of the blood fog, where the blood fog is the strongest. He won't run out foolishly to let the other party see his accomplishments. If the other party suddenly moves, he will be miserable.

Sima Kun gave a cold smile and looked at the blood mist in front of him. The heat in his eyes was even stronger, but his voice was still cold.

"Flying in the middle of the sky? Hum, do you think I'm blind? This piece of blood fog is so strange, just flying in the sky, can there be such a treasure? Boy, I won't talk nonsense with you. I'll hand over the treasure that manipulates the blood fog. I'll let you leave. "

Mo Chueh yuan's face was full of sarcastic smile. In his heart, he said that Sima Kun had finally shown his true face. He had expected that Sima Kun would be greedy. At the beginning, the iron tower was greedy for the blood refining staff. Mo Chueh yuan didn't believe that Sima Kun, who was also out of the ordinary world, would not be jealous.

"Master, are you kidding? If you hand over this treasure, won't your life be in your hands? However, if the elder is willing to make an oath, the younger generation will hand over this treasure. "

Sima Kun's face sank and his voice was even colder. He said word by word

"Do you hand it in or not?"