At that moment, Mo Wen's long hair was calm, his clothes were rustling, and he was looking down on the world. Suddenly, when he saw Mo Wen's appearance at this time, he was scared out of a cold sweat.

Even xuanlao was startled. He thought to himself, fortunately, he didn't ask about this side, otherwise he might die and couldn't find the bone.

Slave is the symbol of a successful man. However, don't ask how Qunsheng could be convinced to conquer Qunsheng and let him appear as a slave? If this matter is publicized, it will be shocking and make Qunsheng unable to raise his head. Even the whole xianmeng people will also be unable to raise their head, making Qunsheng a laughing stock in the cultivation world.

Of course, the reason why Mo Wen wanted Qunsheng to be his servant was not to tease him. His main purpose was to make Qunsheng his spiritual cultivation object. At the beginning, Mo Wen had expected that this guy would be difficult to deal with and would not willingly follow him. So Mo Wen just made a plan and pretended to take him as his servant. In fact, he was not willing to follow him, He is to take all the spirit bodies in this trap for his own use, including his Qunsheng.

Such a rebellious spirit is very attractive to Mo Wen. It's just like a person who has been hungry for several days. When he sees a lot of delicious food, who will let it go?

Don't ask the man who is eager to be strong, he will not give up any chance to make himself strong.

After all, Qunsheng is an old monster who has lived for many years. He is very familiar with himself. If he can win these spirits and Qunsheng's soul, then he will get twice the result with half the effort for Mo Wen!

Moreover, Mo Wen has another purpose, that is to use Qunsheng to form a certain deterrent to the people in the hotel, so as to avoid those guys coming to trouble and affecting their itinerary.

Finally, don't ask if he is being attacked by the power of the dark shadow. Maybe when he is in the most critical moment, suddenly the power of the dark shadow backfires and his cultivation is lost. Then isn't he going to pieces? To be slaughtered?

To sum up the above points, don't ask if you have to use Qunsheng as a bait. In this way, you are safe!

However, for Qunsheng, who is extremely fierce, Mo Wen was not at ease with his obedience from the beginning. He always felt that this guy would not be so honest.

Now, all of Mo Wen's goals have been achieved. He released the spirit from his magic sword, absorbed the power of the dark shadow, and helped Mo Wen solve the problem of the power of the dark shadow. At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, Mo Wen quickly opened the spirit tower and released * * to take care of the spirit trapped in the shield. In addition, he told * * the way to control it.

In this way, you don't have to worry if you don't want to ask about the sudden attack and your accomplishments are not there.

Once Qunsheng is dishonest, the tower will take this guy's soul immediately.

After finishing these, don't ask, quickly sit cross legged in front of Qunsheng, close your eyes and concentrate on cultivation.

In a flash of time, half an hour passed.

"Boy, it's too late for you to practice now? Just half an hour ago, Lao Dao had recovered everything... Ha ha... "At this time, Qunsheng's laughter reached Mo Wen's ears.

Don't ask a listen to, immediately Huoran open two eyes, the bright eyes of hope to the front, a look under, not from brow slightly a wrinkle.

Not far in front of me, I saw a vast black fog, in which the black shadows were swirling and the turbid waves were churning. At the same time, there were countless ferocious black shadows roaring, just like the wind blowing on my face, one after another.

"What's this?" Mo Wen carefully observed for a while, and immediately began to wonder. He found that in the black fog, it didn't seem calm.

"Master, when you were practicing, this guy was also healing. You just told me not to act rashly before I had to. Who knows, this guy made the whole trapped array like this..." he frowned and whispered in Mo Wen's ear.

"Yes, I've been worried about what bad things the old thief will do. I didn't think about it..." before Mr. Xuan finished what he said, Qunsheng immediately lowered his head with a smile and interrupted Mr. Xuan's words: "Mr. Xuan, you old thief are so sad. Are you willing to work for a young man? If you are willing to submit to me, I can get rid of your trouble... How about? "

At the same time, Qunsheng has the idea of watching a good play in his heart. He wants to see it. Don't ask the young man how to resist the power of the shadow and force him out.

"Are you not afraid of death?" Don't ask to smell speech, eyebrow not from suddenly lift.

In fact, don't ask what the grand gathering will do, but if you want to get the complete spirit in the trap, don't ask B group Sheng to use his unique skill, and this world of black fog is everything that don't ask.

At present, where the black fog condenses is where the most terrible power of spirit condenses. Even if the great Luo immortal wants to break the condensing power of thousands of old monsters, it can be said that he is delusional.

Mo Wen, who has the ghost door technique in hand, seems to be in no panic at all for the cohesion of these spirit bodies.

For him, to get the ownership of these spirits, it is necessary for group B to let him release all the spirits. It is a piece of cake for Mo Wen to solve these spirits!

Don't ask ha ha a smile, heart read a move, a terrible white light suddenly flashed, countless evil wind, crazy urge, quickly cover up don't ask, turn into a huge wind vortex, around the whole trap!

"Ha ha, you want to trap me? Are you overestimating yourself? " Who expected not to ask the next second words, let Qunsheng surprised.

"You..." Qunsheng was flustered. Seeing that Mo Wen was not afraid at all, he was even more determined in his heart: is there any way for this boy? No, it's impossible. Lao Dao's move is completely spiritual. Even the leader of the immortal alliance may not be able to resist it. He... How could he, a young man in his twenties, resist it?

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen immediately stood in front of Qunsheng like a strong pine. His hair was flying, his clothes were flying, and his eyes were shining forward.

At the moment when Mo Wen stood up, the fierce black shadow of the magic dragon, with the earth shaking roar, quickly approached.

At first glance, this scene is very frightening. On the way of the dragon, nothingness seems to be opened up and divided into two. At the same time, it sets off a huge afterwave, which is like a raging wave, surging in all directions.

However, for Mo Wen, such a degree of rule coercion can't get into his eyes!

"Broken!" Just as the Dragon came, Mo Wen immediately read without hesitation. Suddenly, his eyes burst out with colorful light, and the whole person's momentum was surging.

The next moment, a force beyond everyone's imagination, suddenly appeared, this terrible power, in an instant let the whole trapped hood collapse, turned into a majestic colorful light, straight to the dragon roaring away.

Boom, just like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, the fierce black dragon broke down without insisting on it for only half a second, and turned into wisps of smoke to dissipate. At the same time, Mo Wen's psychic tower absorbed more than half of the spirit in the black shadow, more than half of the black fog dissipated, and at the same time, there was a fierce howl, It resounds in the sky.

After a while, a fuzzy shadow, infinite confusion thrown out, panic like a lost dog, fled to the back.

"Boy, who are you? How could there be such a terrible art against heaven? Taoist priest, there are so many spirit bodies. Even the gods of Da Luo may not be able to resist. You... You are so terrible... Just now, have you taken away most of my spirit bodies? And devour them? " After running a long way, he kept a distance from Mo Wen. Qunsheng immediately opened his eyes and asked aloud.

"Oh? What do you think? " Don't ask.

"Lao Dao doesn't understand. You are so young, how can you be like a terrible cultivation? Even with the help of anyone outside and the cultivation power of the spirit body, you can make yourself grow up and grow up... "Qunsheng asked curiously! Not only he wanted to know, but also * * and xuanlao wanted to know. Don't ask what kind of techniques he practiced. He was so rebellious.

**Just now I saw Mo Wen's performance clearly, and one day ago, Mo Wen's cultivation had changed again. How can such a young man advance against heaven at any time not be curious?

"You have no right to know!" Mo asked with a sneer.

The stronger Qunsheng is, the more help he will give to Mo Wen. Of course, he will not give up any chance to strengthen himself.

"I have more than half the spirit! This is just the beginning, you may not be able to bear... "Qunsheng saw that, since he had torn his face, he just went to fight, otherwise he would be a servant of Mo Wen in his life.

As soon as the words fell, Qunsheng immediately shook his body and rushed out like lightning. He opened his mouth and swallowed the shadow.

With swallowing the violent shadow, when swallowing it, there was a roar in Qunsheng's body immediately, and his breath also rose suddenly.

"It's a pity that there are too few such violent spirits!" Qunsheng licked his lips, as if his meaning was not enough!

"Your strength, if you want to learn from me to devour spirit body, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough. Now try your cultivation, are you promoted? It must not be that easy, right? Those spirits, in turn, are devouring your accomplishments. Ha ha... "Mo Wen immediately laughs. He doesn't seem to be worried about Qunsheng's action of devouring the spirits. It seems that Qunsheng's action is the same as his earlier work of fighting for Mo Wen.

"Ah? How is that possible? " When Qunsheng heard the words, he could not help trembling, because at the moment when Mo Wen's voice fell, he already felt that his cultivation disappeared at a very fast speed.

If he continues to disappear, he will not only lose his cultivation, but also his life.