Chapter 2050

These people who have been hiding in the dark and watching Mo Wen's every move, after sensing the power released by the temple training tower, immediately arrived here, but they were stopped by the Nighthawk at the entrance.

The cultivation of the Nighthawk is not something that ordinary people can resist. It's enough to resist for a while with those under his command. Even those who are stronger than the cultivation of the Nighthawk, it's not so easy to break through so many disciples of the black * *.

"How are you?" The Nighthawk is ordered to guard the entrance and forbid anyone to enter from here. This is also for the sake of not asking the Dharma protector. The Nighthawk has no idea what happened to you. As long as before, even if the Nighthawk is confronted with a powerful enemy, he can't let these people in. When these people in black cloaks and masks appear, Many of the black * *'s disciples were injured. The Nighthawk went over and saw that his most effective subordinates were seriously injured. He could not help frowning.

With the strength of these people and Mo wengei's promotion of cultivation, they can barely resist the masters of black masks. However, there is something wrong with the breath of these people. The Nighthawk's face suddenly becomes dignified after seeing these people appear. He feels the breath of the dark sect. A very familiar breath appears in his sight. This breath is similar to the spirit control magic many years ago, It's very similar.

Are the blood devil sect, soul hall, Fu hall and corpse devil sect coming again?

For more than a hundred years, nighthawks have been guarding here to protect the temple. For so many years, these people from the dark sect have never appeared. However, after Mo Wen entered the passage of the temple, these people appeared. Has Mo Wen broken the seal of the temple?

Maybe it's the only way to let the Nighthawk go now.

If the seal of the temple is broken, it means that the ghost gate will come to light again. In this way, the Nighthawk can't let these people pass by.

"It's OK, just have a rest, but we don't think we can hold it for long. The master doesn't know what's going on now. If he can't hold it, the master will be in danger..." a black * * man sighed and said.

"How are you, master?"

"We can only do our best. It seems that these people are not simple. No matter who they are, we will never leave here. They want to go in from here. Unless they step on our bodies, they will never... The ghost temple is sacred and inviolable. Your responsibility is to protect the master and the ghost temple, But... I can't let you die for me in vain. You can retreat behind me, guard the entrance and wait for the master to come out. I'll fight with these people. In case I die, tell the master... My Nighthawk will live up to its mission and will fight with the master in the next life... "

"I don't want to go. No matter how powerful these people are, my life belongs to the master. Don't be discouraged, master. We BLACK * * disciples are not those who are greedy for life and afraid of death..." one disciple's mouth is full of blood.

"Yes, we don't want to go either. We are willing to kill all sides with our master... Anyone who wants to enter from here must step on our corpses." Several disciples' voices were loud, tears were in their eyes, and they shook their heads desperately: "I have been with the master since I was a child, and I have nowhere to go when I leave him. I would rather die here than watch him die alone."

"Don't call me Shizun, Xianshi, shenzun in the future. How dare I call my Nighthawk Shizun in front of my master? Hum... Listen, the master is the great master of xianzun. From now on, you can call me by my name... "

"Yes All the black * * disciples answered in unison when they heard the Nighthawk's words.

"How do we deal with the people outside now?" One of the disciples pressed his chest with one hand, and it seemed that he was hurt indistinctly.

"I'll go and meet them. You can act according to circumstances... Remember, no one can put it in before the master comes out! Even if you block this intersection with your life, you have to guard this entrance for me! " The Nighthawk's eyes are full of murderous. Under the words, they are murderous.

"Well, we will live up to our mission and stay here." All the disciples clenched their fists and said angrily.

The ghost gate's guard is called black * *, and the Nighthawk is the leader of the guard. Many of his followers are adopted children without parents. As for some other disciples, they were bullied to the brink of death in a certain field, and were finally selected into the ghost gate's black * * group. When they saw that life and death were at stake, none of them chose to retreat.

"If you want to leave, you can leave now. If you want to leave now, it's too late. If you want to leave now, my Nighthawk won't force you to stay. If you choose to leave today, it will have nothing to do with me. Next time I see you, maybe we'll be the enemy... My Nighthawk would rather die here, They don't want to be deserters. What about you? Tell me... Is there anyone who wants to get out of the black Said the Nighthawk with red eyes.

Quiet. It's terrible.

All the disciples of black * * were quiet for a moment.

Yes, when the Nighthawk said this, some disciples were really moved. People are selfish. In the face of life and death, there will be a moment of hesitation and panic.

"I'm determined not to go. I'm willing to live and die with my master and ghost gate..."

"I don't want to go either. If anyone goes, if I don't die, I will kill him to vent my anger... BLACK * * doesn't need traitors..."

"Yes, I hate traitors most in my life. If anyone dares to run away, he is a special beast!"

"There will never be traitors among the black people!"

"Yes, the black * * and the master, the ghost temple, survive and die together, fighting to the last drop of blood!" The sound of neat cry resounded through the sky in an instant.

The momentum in the array was instantly ignited to the highest temperature.

The injured disciples are protected to rest in the last level. Now the ghost temple is in danger, and almost everyone is in despair. The dark sect practices evil skills. If they kill them, they will surely make their corpses into puppets, and even their souls will become puppets of these dark sects.

"The master hasn't come out yet. He will kill all these animals when he comes out." One of the disciples said.

A few black * * disciples around me were stunned for a moment, thinking of Mo Wen. The Nighthawk estimated that Mo Wen had arrived at the ghost Gate Temple.

Now these people from the dark sect outside, as long as they break the Dharma array, the Nighthawk will face the cruelest battle. Now every minute is very precious for the nighthawk and his disciples.

"Elder." Looking at the elder standing in front of him, the man with the black cloak mask bowed respectfully and cried, "they are hiding in a Dharma array now, and the mode of attacking the Dharma array has been turned on. We can't enter at all now. According to my subordinates' judgment, the entrance is in this dharma array."

"I'd like to see when they can hide and what if they have a Dharma array. Just smash it." The masked man, known as the elder, disdained to look at the array in front of him. With a cold hum and a wave of his hand, a man with the same mask was killed by him.

Standing behind the elder in black, an old man with white hair moved. When he saw the dead body killed by the elder, it was as if he had seen delicious food. He actually perfumed the body on the spot.

Isn't that terrible? This... Is this the king of corpses?

The old man with white hair spewed a breath of death from his mouth and his eyes were red. He came to the front of the array, and his fists kept hitting the array. The whole array was shaking violently, as if it was likely to be smashed by his fists.

There was a tender expression on the face of the man under the black cloak mask. The man who was killed by the elder, but one of his good friends, was killed in this way. Is he still human? Even your own brothers?

"Why, are you in love?" Elder Yu Guang gave him a light look.

"This..." the man immediately lowered his head, arched his hand and said: "I dare not."

"Hum." The elder snorted coldly and said, "with my corpse King medicine puppet, how long can he hold on to the array? At most, he can smash the array at the entrance in a time of burning incense."

Naturally, the nighthawk and his men can feel the fierce trembling of the Falun. It is estimated that it will not take much time for people outside to break the Falun and attack. By that time, his brothers will really become the fish on the other party's chopping board and still be slaughtered.

If it wasn't for Mo Wen to protect the Dharma and guard the entrance, he would have gone out to fight with these bastards with the Xing style of the Nighthawk, but he has been restraining his anger. He knows in his heart that guarding the entrance is the most important thing. Mo Wen doesn't know what to do. If the Nighthawk is angry and starts the array to fight with the people outside, he can't help it, The consequences could be irreparable, so he couldn't do it.

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At the same time, in the ghost temple, all the disciples of the ghost gate have sensed a force from the outside world attacking the outside array.

The seven headmen summoned all the ghost disciples to the meeting hall.

"Heads of the hall, the new master has come out of the training tower." Suddenly a disciple rushed into the meeting hall and said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Naturally, they knew what he said was not to ask.

"Go and have a look." Ning Kun frowned, quickly stood up and led the people to the training tower. Now all the hope has been placed on Mo Wen. It seems that a miracle has happened.

Sure enough, I met Mo Wen outside the training tower. Mo Wen transformed himself into a suit of clothes by magic. He was as straight as a sword and as beautiful as a picture. He felt like a handsome star.

Mo Wen waved a fist into the air, and there was a shrill sound in the air. His face was now shining.

Although he didn't step on the top floor, Mo Wen also stepped on the 16th floor and practiced the third level of Guimen technique. He just came out of the training tower and was not used to it. Because the pressure in the 16th floor was too strong, he suddenly came out and couldn't control his own strength.

It's like a student playing basketball with sandbags on his legs. Suddenly one day, he untied the sandbags and felt the relaxed feeling, the incomparable happiness, and the feeling of strength all over his body.

Although Mo Wen's cultivation was so strong that it was terrible, now it's quite different from before. It's more than ten times stronger than before. Now if you want to kill the great master of the God of war in an instant, it's just a moment