"Inch robbery!"

At the critical moment, two voices sounded, and the two old men deducted the fatal killing machine.

Mo Chenxiao's heart throbbed, like two hard iron tongs, stuck in his heart, and the inexplicable pressure made him have to withdraw the blood chain and sweep the Quartet.

After a breath, the oppressive force disappeared, and on each side of his body, an old man appeared, his whole body was brown, his blood was withered, and his eyes had an astonishing cold light.

It was murderous, undisguised murderous.

"Who are you?"

Mo Chenxiao's eyes looked back and forth, these three old ghosts were too oppressive to him.

"Hand over your cultivation techniques, and you can end the conflict forever!" said the second evil ghost coldly.

"Exercises?"

Mo Chenxiao hesitated, the Blood Demon Tribulation Finger was actually not a very clever exercise, in the Evil Building, there were a lot of exercises that were more powerful than it, and the reason why he chose this exercise was because it was effortless to cultivate, and it took less time, which could help him quickly achieve his goal.

However, trying to get him to hand over the exercises is obviously a bit of a pipe dream.

What he wanted was their lives, and if they didn't mind, they could choose to be killed by him and burn this exercise to them.

It's just that this kind of idea is obviously impossible to realize, and Mo Chenxiao can only sigh secretly.

"If they can trade their heads, it's a good deal. ”

muttered in a low voice, and then, the blood chain locked the soul and shot again.

The target of the attack is naturally the second evil ghost, this person wants his exercises, he wants his life, in fact, bartering is a good choice, but the old man will not choose, so he naturally has no need to say this.

The blood chain locks the soul and is the most direct explanation.

The corners of the devil's mouth twitched, obviously he heard Mo Chenxiao's muttering, and he didn't show mercy when he shot himself, and the blood sword demon killed and slashed violently.

The extremely bright blood light is more than a step stronger than the fourth demon elder.

The blood chain immediately shattered, but it still stretched rapidly, and it didn't have much impact.

Three attacks and one, Mo Chenxiao fell directly down, and the two blood swords around him circled, waiting for the opportunity to move.

In the distance, three old men, three iron bows, with bows and strings, and three old men in the middle of the fifth order, are all ruthless characters who pull out five thousand catties, and the tough iron bows will release unimaginable power in their hands.

Mo Chenxiao fell into a bitter battle, the phantom was frequently cast without a trace, barely surviving in the cracks, the blood sword demon killing, in the hands of one person is a sword, in the hands of three people is an arrow, and it is an arrow that can go back and forth, the blood chain extends out, but it is broken again and again, and it is difficult to get close to the body of a few people at all.

"Bloodfinger Soul Robbery!"

At the critical moment, it was still easy to use the Blood Finger Soul Robbery, the scarlet light broke the wind, and several old people still had to dodge even though they were strong.

The strength of several people was too strong, and Mo Chenxiao decided to retreat.

These old men, he is one-on-one, it is not difficult to kill, against the two, he should barely be able to kill, against the three, barely tied, the last straw is enough to crush him.

He didn't want to fight anymore, Morin in the distance was already moving, a large number of evil slaves were approaching, and the archers were always ready to aim at him.

If you wait for those people to approach and entangle him, it will be another breakout battle, and it will be even more difficult to leave.

Today, the commission is miscalculated.

Mo Chenxiao's eyes swayed, and several old people instantly noticed it, but they didn't make more moves, the three blood swords were killed, and Yu Mo Chenxiao was hit hard again, and Mo Chenxiao retreated with strength.

He has seen a way out, and the dense trees will be his cover, as long as he gets out of here, he is free.

Mo Chenxiao's body was very fast, the phantom was like a willow leaf without a trace, and he walked quickly, suddenly, an arrow, wrapped in scarlet, shot from a distance, Mo Chenxiao's body was short, and he went away quickly, the second arrow followed, Mo Chenxiao flashed according to the law, and the third arrow was lost, carrying the most deadly killing machine, a blood-red arrow with the thickness of an arm, like a bazooka, rushing towards him, it was almost impossible to dodge, but he could only dodge, the blood-red arrow exploded close to his back, and the violent blood killing light violently impacted the Quartet, Mo Chenxiao's body bore the brunt, and his back was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood, and the bones were visible。

These blood arrows are all made of internal strength condensation and entanglement, and there is an iron arrow in the middle, the blood element cultivated by the Blood Sea Demon Sutra, extending and winding, wrapping this iron arrow tightly, and after hitting the target, it suddenly exploded.

"Kill!"

Mo Chenxiao was injured again, and the three old men chased and killed at the right time, and the blood sword demon killed, and opened again, wanting to kill him.

Mo Chenxiao endured the severe pain, dodged an attack, and the blood sword circled back, and then started to kill tightly.

In the well-planned killing game, Mo Chenxiao had to swallow blood and water, forcibly endured the killing intent in his heart, and only wanted to escape.

The layout was too exquisite, and at this time, he realized that such an old ghost actually had six and three arrows, all of which were shot from different directions, leading him into a dead end step by step.

The final bloody arrow burst and simply pushed him into a corner.

The appearance of the three old men was just right, and once again brought him a fatal killing opportunity.

Bitter!

The blood chain soul snatcher shot again, circled around the body, and shook the blood sword demon kill, and the blood energy in the body operated sharply to repair the back injury.

"Run!"

This is his only way to survive at the moment.

After the blood chain was swept away, Mo Chenxiao ran away regardless of the back injury.

This time, he clinged to the big tree and walked away, not giving a few people the slightest chance to move their arrows.

Behind him, the three old men were in hot pursuit, the blood sword demon killing was flying vertically and horizontally, and when it was close, Mo Chenxiao's blood chain swept out, swinging away the blood sword demon killing.

ran for his life all the way, more than ten miles, and the three old men behind him gradually fell behind, and were finally fled by him.

Randomly looking for a peaceful place, Mo Chenxiao sat cross-legged, an iron lingzhi appeared, supplemented by blood energy refining, bubbling medicinal power into the body, the blood energy in the body was repaired sharply, and his body was injured in many places, at this time, it was quickly repaired.

The power of the iron reishi mushroom penetrated into his body and precipitated in his body, and the incomparable vitality hibernated in his body.

"The water in the Black Mist Mountains is still very deep, and it seems that I need to probe a lot before I can destroy it in one fell swoop!"

Half an hour later, Mo Chenxiao's injuries were completely repaired, and the energy in his body recovered.

This is his foundation, the strength comes from within, it is completely the ability of the body, when the body is repaired, the strength will be naturally complete, and when the body is penetrated, this force will have a loophole, which will make him more and more easy to be broken.

Mo Chenxiao got up, and the pure red shirt was branded with strange patterns, and the flowers bloomed.

At this time, the pattern is more gorgeous.

In the next few days, Mo Chenxiao ran around the Black Mist Mountain Range, but instead of killing, he found out about the situation.

There are four masters in the Black Mist Mountain Range, guarding two canyons respectively, one of which is the Blue Python Valley where the Ice Silkworm Blue Python is located, and the other is the Soul Beast Valley where the Blue Soul Beast is located.

The four masters need to lead a large number of people to guard for many years, and it is difficult to leave.

Once the Blue Soul Beast and the Ice Silkworm Blue Python meet each other, a special life will be born that can release the void of lightning.

The void is extremely destructive, and the body can be blurred, and at the same time, it can generate extremely powerful electricity around the body.

At the beginning, several beast kings competed for hegemony, and the void was killed by the Lynx Beast, causing the Ice Silkworm Blue Python and the Blue Soul Beast to repel each other for more than ten years.

As time went on, they were attracted to each other again, and they were about to be born again, and the four masters had to guard the two places and forcibly separate them.

After thinking about it carefully, Mo Chenxiao decided not to act rashly and did not make a move against the defenders of these two canyons.

He lurked in the Black Wind Ridge for the second time, and the Black Wind Ridge was more closely guarded, but it was still difficult to stop him from deliberately probing.

It's just that Merlin has disappeared from the Black Wind Ridge and doesn't know where he went.

Mo Chenxiao went to the pit of the dead, the blood in the pit of the dead was boiling, there was a blood mist steaming, above the pit of the dead, there were fireflies with half of the body red and half of the body glowing red in the void, shining the red light of the sky, these fireflies, called blood mist fireflies, were born because of the long-term diffuse blood mist, and their means of survival was to absorb the diffuse blood mist.

The higher void is full of resentment, and hideous and terrifying faces appear from time to time, and the resentment and hatred that have permeated decades have accumulated little by little, and have been growing.

Staring at these faces, deep in Mo Chenxiao's heart, a resentment and anger that had long disappeared began to sprout and boil, but his reason kept telling him that these emotions should not exist, Mo Chenxiao's eyes were closed, not looking at the scene in front of him, and gradually clearing the resentment and hatred in his heart.

Turning around the pit of the dead, behind the pit of the dead, there is a thatched hut.

Less than a hundred meters away from the side of the thatched house, there is a well-cultivated field, the plants in the field are very short, about three inches high, rows of soil ridges are raised, planted very neatly, above the plants, there are also a lot of blood mist fireflies flying, these blood mist fireflies release scarlet light, the whole field is bright, in the soil ridge ditch, flowing is the blood from the boiling pit of the dead, these blood circulate in the ditch, there are old people holding wooden scoops, carefully watering some of the plants, these plants can be larger than other plants。

Mo Chenxiao recognized it, these plants were all Ganoderma lucidum, these Ganoderma lucidum were very different from normal Ganoderma lucidum, and the whole body was blood red.

Obviously, after being watered with blood in the pit of the dead, these lingzhi mushrooms have mutated, just like those lingzhi that grow on black horn iron, absorbing iron essence and transforming into iron lingzhi.

These Lingzhi are Blood Lingzhi, the elixir that the Ten Great Demons have carefully cultivated for many years, and they are also the most important resource for their cultivation and survival.

After the old man finished watering the blood Ganoderma lucidum, he returned to the thatched house, there were several blood Ganoderma lucidum up to five inches high in the house, each plant was planted separately, there were old people feeding these Ganoderma lucidum, they cut their wrists, a string of blood gurgled down, fell in the jade bowl, and then evenly watered the roots of each Ganoderma lucidum, and the blood mist fireflies flying in the air smelled the smell of blood, fell, and sucked little by little.

"Who?"

Suddenly, an old man's ears moved, he screamed, broke the window, chased him out, and Mo Chenxiao's figure retreated sharply.

There were eight old men who chased them out, and each of them was extremely difficult, and he didn't want to meet them like this.

Mo Chenxiao's speed was fast, shuttling quickly in the dense forest, the bloody palms behind him came all over the sky, the blood sea of life was constantly fishing, the earth trembled again and again, and the dead branches and leaves were sprinkled with the wind.

Mo Chenxiao is not in love with war, he has no chance of winning, but also because he is not in love with war, he is bent on escaping, which makes several old people even more helpless.

Mo Chenxiao, who has cultivated the phantom without a trace, has a speed and reaction that are very incomparable, and although the combat power of several old men is strong, their speed is obviously a shortcoming.

After dozens of breaths, Mo Chenxiao plunged into the depths of the dense forest, and there has been no trace of him since.

Knowing all the power of the Black Mist Mountain Range, Mo Chenxiao secretly calculated in his heart that a few old men were not capable of being able to fight, so they could only outwit them.

As for the rest of the Black Mist Mountain Range, as long as it wasn't surrounded by a large number of people with long-distance bows and arrows, it was impossible to do him any damage.

The key point is still a few old people.

From this day on, Mo Chenxiao quietly lurked around the thatched house every day to observe the habits of several old people.

Their food is the beasts of the forest, and every day an old man goes out to hunt them.

This is an opportunity.

A few days later, Mo Chenxiao began to make a move and intercepted the old man in the dense forest, this is the evil ghost Lao Jiu, his strength is not weak, if it were not for the blood, he would never be able to do it, but because of the blood, this old man could only turn into dry bones and spread the blood hell earth.

Capturing a beast was easy for this old man, and he couldn't use it for half an hour, but today, it was a few hours, and several old men were stunned and understood something at the same time.

Outside the thatched house, Mo Chenxiao is still lurking.