Chapter 766

Mo Wen was surprised by the reaction of the Dharma protector of the snake spirit cult. Although he knew that the snake scale dagger was the treasure of the snake spirit cult, he never thought that there would be disciples of the snake spirit cult fighting for him in the first prison.

All of a sudden, Mo Wen was shocked. The big hornet spouted a fireball at the mouth of the hornet, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the snake spirit sect's Dharma protector. Mo Wen quickly pushed away the Dharma protector's body and yelled angrily: "huolao, help me..."

"Master, I'm here..." huozun yelled, and the ghost immediately flashed in front of Mo Wen in three steps. A group of flames shot at the light ball flying away towards Mo Wen.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, under the flame of huozun, the light ball immediately collided with the flame.

The impact of fire and light would have had the result of flying around, but under the attack of fire ability of fire Zun, the ball of light was instantly burned by fire ability of fire Zun and disappeared without a trace.

"Ha ha... Master, the animal's light ball is afraid of fire..." fire Zun saw this, and he cried and laughed happily.

"Hum!" Don't ask a cold hum, ten fingers together, with a force to the snake scale dagger: "snake scale dagger, divide..."

Whoosh, whoosh! The snake scale daggers split up, and then flew away at the hornet. The animals suddenly let out a howl, opened their mouths, and spat out two light balls to Mo Wen. It instinctively realized that the human in front of it was the biggest threat. Only by doing its best to kill him, it could enjoy the prey in front of it.

Don't ask the foot a little, the body soars up, two light balls are almost close to the sole of his shoes, a slight numbness from the sole board, actually has a certain resonance feeling.

"Damn, how is it raised? How could it shine... "Mo Wen thought curiously that this wasp must have been raised through many special ways.

"Bang Bang..." bingzun took advantage of this moment, ran to the old witch sitting on the ground, facing the old witch's body is to send three palm ice power.

The old witch was wholeheartedly controlling the poisonous insects. She didn't expect that someone would poison her behind him. She was beaten three times. Then she vomited blood, howled and lay still on the ground.

As soon as the old witch died, the Bumblebee also fell on the ground and turned into a pool of black water.

At this time, don't ask to take back the snake scale dagger. At this moment, no one cares about the strange change of the jar that the old witch put on the ground just now.

Originally, more than a dozen pots and jars turned into one in an instant. Don't ask after taking back the snake scale dagger, when you saw such a strange scene, you were shocked and said in your heart: Damn, what is it.

Mo Wen looks at the snake spirit sect Dharma protector around him, falls down and stands in front of the ceramic jar like a pickle jar.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a more bizarre scene appeared. The ceramic jar, which was about 20 cm high and 12 cm wide, suddenly turned into a mini object the size of a thumb.

"Is this a storage altar?" The great Dharma protector of the snake spirit sect frowned and murmured to himself.

"Storage altar?" After hearing the words of the great protector of the snake spirit cult, Mo Wen repeats what he said. Of course, Mo Wen naturally knows what this storage jar is. He once heard master Ling Tianxiang say that storage utensils can cultivate or control storage spaces of different sizes according to one's own cultivation. Don't look at the small ceramic jar that is the size of one's thumb, If the seal on the storage can is erased, he can use this magic weapon to detain dozens of people or store about a dozen carts. You can imagine how powerful the storage space of the storage can is.

"Yes, this should be a cultivator's storage tool..."

"Haha..." Mo Wen grinned and waved his left hand. Immediately, the storage can flew to the top of Mo Wen's head and turned into a big can, spinning rapidly.

"Shua Shua!" After Mo Wen's right hand pinched out several seals, the imprint in the storage tank was immediately erased by him. After a circle of rotation, the imprint was immediately reduced to the size of the original thumb with the speed that could be recognized by the naked eye. It was still in the air.

Don't ask the right hand a move, immediately grasp the storage can in the hand, the eyes can't help but flash a trace of ecstatic color.

This storage can is a rare storage artifact. Judging from its golden light, it should be the most precious artifact of the five immortals cult.

The reason why it is rare is that in Mo Wen's eyes, there is no more powerful storage tool than this artifact.

Especially for Mo Wen, whose strength was at the beginning of the holy land, this artifact absolutely plays an important role that can not be ignored. With this artifact, it is equivalent to having an empty storage space that can carry all things at any time, which is a lot more convenient.

This object can not only store things, but also live things, such as people or anything you want to put.

For Mo Wen, of course, nothing can match this. With this magic weapon, it will be much more convenient to travel in the future. Of course, in this riot in the first prison, this storage can also play a vital role for Mo Wen.

As soon as the spirit swept away, Mo Wen immediately found that the inner space of the storage tank was like a space with no edge, which made him more satisfied.

What he lacks now is such space artifact. As for attacking Xing artifact, he already has snake scale dagger, ghost ring, and other things, but he doesn't have much attraction. After all, he has the attack artifact and soul imprisonment artifact that people all over the world want to obtain. The combination of the two can exert his power to the extent that five people can estimate, which is enough.

The old woman of the five immortals cult left this storage can to Mo Wen. It was like sending charcoal in the snow. It came in time.

With a wave of his right hand, Mo Wen immediately bit open his finger and flew a drop of blood from the tip of his right index finger and spilled it on the storage can.

"Shua!" Before long, a red awn suddenly emerged from the storage tank and penetrated into Mo Wen's eyebrow. The dripping blood of the artifact recognized the master and finished in an instant.

After the blood drops to identify the owner, Mo Wen immediately knows the name of this thing. This crude mineral, which looks like a pickle jar, actually has a very arrogant name. It's called poison prisoner jar.

The name of the poison prisoner's altar is just like the witchcraft practiced by the five immortals cult. It's a space magic weapon that traps poisons. Now it has become something not to ask.

Mo Wen put the poison prisoner jar into his pocket and looked back at the snake spirit sect Dharma protector. In front of him, the old man was still as cold as ever.

"Former... Elder, do you want to leave the first prison?" Mo Wen immediately had a bad idea in his mind. Since the great Dharma protector of the snake spirit cult had given up his life to save his life, he could not sit back and ignore it. He wanted to take all the disciples of the snake spirit cult out of the first prison by using the poison prison altar in his hand. When he asked, he said that they were all killed. In this way, when he went to the snake spirit cult in the future, it might be that these disciples of the snake spirit cult were killed, It's a trump card in his hand.

"Oh? Young man... What's your plan... "The great Dharma protector of snake spirit sect asked Mo Wen in his ear.

"How do you address me? Thank you for your help just now... "Mo asked.

"I'm feimuxi, the great protector of the snake spirit cult..." the old man who called himself feimuxi, the great protector of the snake spirit cult, saluted back with his fist.

"It's old Fei Muxi, disrespectful, haha..." Mo Wen grinned, then approached Fei Muxi with a smile, and whispered in Fei Muxi's ear: "you've seen the snake scale dagger in my hand. What's the ancestral precept of the snake spirit cult? You should only know in your heart... Whether I'm the enemy of the current leader of the snake spirit cult or not, the person holding the snake scale dagger, You can give orders to anyone in the snake spirit cult... That is to say, I am the master of the snake spirit cult now... "

"Yes, or I won't risk my life to save you..." Fei Muxi frowned and nodded. At the same time, he was also questioning in his heart. Don't ask, where is this young man sacred and where did he get the treasure of the snake spirit cult?

"In this case, we have something to say. Since you are my man, I can't let you stay here and die..." Mo asked with a low smile.

"Do you have a way to take me away?" Although Fei Muxi was a little excited, he still had a little defense and doubt about Mo Wen.

"Of course, did you see the old witch's storeroom just now?" Mo Wen smiles a little, takes out the "poison prison altar" from his pocket, shakes it in front of Fei Muxi, and then says with a smile: "you wait for all the disciples of snake spirit cult to enter my magic weapon. It won't be long before I let you wait. When I calm down the riot in the first prison, I will report that you have been killed... Everything will draw an end for you, absolutely no trouble!"

"Is that all right?" Fei Muxi has never been so embarrassed to escape. Although he has some resistance in his heart, in order to leave the first prison, Fei Muxi still puts down his so-called self-esteem, which is a kind of humiliation for a warrior.

"Ha ha..." Mo Wen didn't answer his words, ha ha a smile, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, a trace of evil smile flashed on his face quickly.

"Everyone, listen... My name is mo Wen. I'm the top commander of this riot. If any of you are willing to put down your butcher's knife, I won't embarrass you... If someone cooperates with me to finish this riot and subdue the rioters and the instigators behind the riot of the investigation department, I'll ask for your credit... Even you have a chance to leave here..."

As soon as Mo Wen's voice fell, the experts trapped in the first prison began to talk.

"This boy is not playing with us, is he? I can't believe that he can be so good with him... "

"I don't think so... Didn't you see that just now? He has a snake scale dagger, the treasure of the snake spirit cult, and... Huozun, one of the four masters of the National Security Bureau, calls him master... This young man is definitely not a simple person. Besides, he has such accomplishments at a young age. Who can cultivate to his level when he is his age? "

After that, everyone shut up. Why? Because none of them had ever been so strong, so young that they broke through the initial stage of the holy land. We can imagine his terror. Besides, everyone knows the identity of the fire Zun. Even the fire Zun shouts don't ask Master. All these things naturally become the source of shock in their hearts.

"If you don't wait to embarrass me, I won't embarrass you... If someone stops me from calming down the riot... There is no amnesty for killing..."

The words fall, don't ask step on the ground of a foot immediately forced down, the whole ground "boom" a loud noise, the earth shaking shaking up, such force, even Zhao Yiming face change, can't help showing a trace of shock.

This kid is terrible