If you want to make yourself strong, you have to cultivate diligently.

The fire devoured a little bit of the flame spark and those fires, improving a lot, and at the same time feeding back to him.

Mo Huasong felt a lot of energy surging towards him, making him unable to hide the joy on his face.

The fire became stronger, and it was still a great benefit to him.

When he finished cultivating for a week, his strength was raised to the fourth level of the second rank of qi refining, which surprised him.

It seems that this fire is still somewhat useful, and it can refine poison and fire into energy and provide it to him, which is more useful than him eating spirit stones.

An hour later, the pilot whispered, "Young Master, we have arrived at the airspace of the Star Gate." ”

"Oh, it's still the same as before, when I go down, you can find a place to rest, and I'll contact you then. After speaking, Mo Huasong opened the hatch and jumped down.

Gusts of cold wind blew Mo Huasong's flesh like a sharp knife, but he didn't think so.

And he deliberately did not resist with his luck, and let the cold wind sharpen his body.

Not only does he have to practice the exercises, but he also has to find a body refining technique to cultivate, as long as his body is strong, he is not afraid of those heavenly tribulations.

Now Mo Huasong is cultivating the sevenfold body refining technique, which is the seven systems of metal, wood, fire, water, earth, wind, and thunder.

Don't say much about the fire, Mo Huasong already has it.

This cold wind just happened to help Mo Huasong cultivate the wind system, although his skin and flesh were blown by the wind and hurt like a drill, but then his body benefited a lot.

His body was slowly getting stronger, and the pain was slowly decreasing.

When Mo Huasong descended to a low altitude, the wind weakened, and he put away the sevenfold body refining technique.

Landing on the ground, Mo Huasong looked around and saw that it was a small town.

There are quite a few shops on both sides of the town, selling some weapons, pills, etc.

According to the information given by Pang Wenjun, this town is called Xingzhen, which is the base camp of Xingmen.

Half of these shops belong to the Star Gate, and they bring a huge amount of money to the Star Gate every year.

"I am Mo Batian, I want to destroy the Star Gate, and all those who have nothing to do with the Star Gate will leave Star Town immediately. Otherwise, they will all die with the people of Xingmen. Mo Huasong yelled at the front.

This voice can be clearly transmitted to everyone in the town with the use of exercises.

The Stargate is located in the middle of the town and is said to be lavishly decorated like a royal palace.

"I'll go, who is so brainless that he dares to come to Star Town to say such big things?" Several martial artists who were shopping in the town ran out and shouted at Mo Huasong.

They have always wanted to hug the thighs of the Star Gate, hoping to buy the weapons of the Star Gate and the resources for practice at a discount.

In particular, the Star Gate has the peerless treasure of the Deception Master, which is a good thing.

But now Stargate is waiting for the price to sell, and they can't buy it if they want to.

Master Decepticon's small black knife is powerful, and with a casual swing, it can kill opponents.

If they can buy it, they can basically walk sideways in the martial arts world.

Therefore, now that there is an opportunity to shoot the sycophants of Xingmen, how can these martial artists let it go?

Seeing those few martial artists rushing towards him murderously, Mo Huasong sneered, and there was a small black knife in his right hand.

Since there are some people who want to die, then go for it.

"Whoosh. Several blades flashed forward, and the bodies of those warriors were all cut off by the waist.

"Ah, he killed. The warrior behind exclaimed.

"I'll go, that's a little black knife, I don't know if it's the master of the sky?"

You must know that every shop that sells weapons now sells small black knives, and 99% of them are fakes.

Now that the martial artists come out to mix, they don't bring a small black knife, and they are embarrassed to say that they belong to the martial arts world.

"Ten thousand percent is not, do you think the little black knife is so easy to buy? We have been here at the Star Gate for so many days, and we still haven't had a letter of approval, how do you think he could have a small black knife?"

Everyone nodded: "Yes, now Master Batian is like a dragon who sees the beginning but not the end, I heard that he has lived in seclusion in the mountains and has not been out of the mountains for ten years." ”

"Alas, I really want to have a treasure weapon refined by the Deception Master, even if I spend all my net worth. ”

"you, you just bought the pill for practice, and you only have a few thousand yuan on you. Someone scoffed.

Although these people were talking a lot about Mo Huasong, no one stood up for the few martial artists who died just now.

The martial arts world is so realistic and cruel, if you don't have the ability, you will only be slaughtered by others.

The others were not related to the deceased, and others could not step forward to show off.

Mo Huasong shouted loudly: "My name is Mo Batian, the little black knife was refined by me, and the Star Sect sent people to Zhanhai City to arrest me, and I killed all of them." Today, I'm going to destroy the stargate. ”

"Hahaha. The person who said just now that Mo Huasong was not holding a small black knife in his hand couldn't help laughing when he heard Mo Huasong's words.

"Hahaha, that's funny. I've seen the weapon in his hand refined by the Deception Master, but I haven't seen anyone pretending to be the Deception Master. ”

People from the neighborhood also came over, because the name of the Decepticon Master was too famous, and everyone wanted to see what was going on.

Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Mo Huasong didn't say much, just stood there. "There are eight minutes left, and you won't regret it. ”

At this time, several martial artists flew inside, the one in front was a master of the Innate Primal Realm, and the few people in the back were martial artists of the seventh, eighth, and ninth martial arts of the day after tomorrow.

"Who dares to say that they want to destroy our Star Gate?" asked the innate master in front of him arrogantly.

The man was about fifty years old, with a mustache on his chin and a light beard when he spoke, which was a bit funny.

"Are you from the Star Gate?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Hehe, it's funny, that young man wanted to pretend to be .B, but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Star Gate, and there was no way to pretend to be this B. The onlookers scoffed.

The innate master stared at Mo Huasong: "I am the elder of the Star Gate, do you feel very scared now?" You still obediently kneel down and beg for mercy, if I am in a good mood, I may not kill you, but just abolish your martial arts and let you be a slave in the Star Gate for the rest of your life." ”

"Since you are a member of the Star Gate, you can go and die. As soon as the words fell, Mo Huasong jumped up, and his body flew towards the master of the Star Gate like a big peng.

"Hmph, I'll let you see what the consequences of offending our Star Gate are?" The innate master pulled out a small black knife from his body.

The eyes of the others immediately widened at the boss: "I'll go, this is the little black knife refined by Master Decepticon, a real peerless treasure." ”

It turned out that the masters of the Star Gate saw that the little black knife was so good, and they all looked for Wu Daxing and said that they wanted it too.

Seeing this, Wu Daxing had to match it with a master above the elder level.

After all, their stargates have strong combat power, and it is also good for them.

When the elder heard the praise of the people, his face was as sweet as honey. "Hahaha, let me show you how terrifying the little black knife refined by Master Deception is, and it will cut the birdman in front of him in half. ”

"Whew. The little black knife burst out of the wind, carrying a strong sword aura, making the warriors have a sense of admiration for the elders.