The guard leader beside Mo Wen cultivated a very mysterious and strange martial arts, and the power released made Mo Wen unable to figure it out. August 1 Chinese ≈.

The old guy's subordinates are like clouds, but he is really not a simple character, he has condescended to be here for so many years, and he has paid a lot for his daughter's illness.

However, the guard leader in front of him is obviously not a living person, but a puppet, it is not an exaggeration to call it a killing machine, this can be judged from the monstrous murderous aura that spreads from his body, I am afraid that there are not 10,000 people who died in his hands, but 8,000, how can he get out?

"Hey, forget it, I can only take one step at a time, now that my strength is not as good as that of others, I can only endure it for the time being, and stay here for a while, I hope the old guy can find the necromantic grass as soon as possible and let me get out of his control!" Mo Wen muttered, and with this obviously demented guard leader, he turned into two dazzling rainbows and floated away.

Mo Wen's gaze swept obliquely over the side of the guard's collar, and his pupils contracted violently again, only to see that when this guy led Mo Wen to fly, there was no diffusion of cultivation power on his body, just like an ordinary mortal.

But this shows even more that this guard leader is terrifying, and it can be easily judged from the fact that there is no cultivation power on his body, and this guy has reached a terrifying god realm.

If you want to get out under the nose of a god realm master, you can't do it without asking yourself.

"There are so many subordinates around this old guy, there is such a guard leader, and he has reached the terrifying god realm cultivation, it seems that he has only one way to help that girl heal, and if he wants to escape halfway, it is absolutely impossible!" Mo Wen secretly sighed in his heart, no longer thinking nonsense, and flew in the direction of the ** Dao sect.

The escort leader followed all the way, no matter how fast Mo Wen was, he could easily keep up, just like a leisurely stride, effortlessly, and like a shadow, he followed Mo Wen a few meters behind him inch by inch, wanting to get rid of him, it was tantamount to a fantasy.

You must know that Mo Wen has blood wings, his blood wings have been advanced, and few people can keep up with the degree of flight, but this guy follows Mo Wen so easily, which makes Mo Wen even more convinced of his judgment.

However, Mo Wen, who had already dispelled the idea of escaping, did not mind, and continued to fly in the direction of the **Dao sect, he had been away from the ** Dao sect for a day and a night, and he didn't know if the Ximien jackal was okay.

About twenty minutes later, the ** Dao Sect Gate was finally in sight, but at this moment, a fierce wail suddenly came from the direction of the ** Dao Sect, this voice, Mo Wen is very familiar.

Hearing this familiar wail, Mo Wen couldn't help but be frightened, and without hesitation, he accelerated his speed, and under the condition of injecting the power of cultivation, he quickly wrapped his legs, and rushed towards the ** Dao sect in front of him like a lightning speed.

"Wasn't the little wolf in that place just now? How could he appear in the ** Dao Sect? Not good...... Something happened to the little wolf!" "At this moment, Mo Wen has only one thought in his heart, that is, to rush to the ** Dao sect as soon as possible to help the Ximien jackal defend against the enemy, even if this wolf is disobedient and acts privately, Mo Wen can only wait until this matter is resolved, judging from the fierce howl from the Ximien jackal just now, it should have encountered a great crisis.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mo Wen took a few jumps, and quickly arrived at the mountain gate of the ** Dao Sect, and the red light in his eyes burst out, and he immediately saw a scene that made his eyes split.

I saw that on the square of the main hall of the ** Dao Sect, there was a group of people standing at this moment, surrounding a huge Ding furnace, and below the Ding furnace, the Ximien jackal was lying on the ground covered in blood, opening his mouth to let out a fierce wail.

"Evil animal, the old man gave you one last chance to live, will you descend or not?" The old man under the black Ding furnace, who was also the leader of this group, stared at the Ximien jackal on the ground with a hideous face, and shouted in a tone without any emotion.

"Howl!" the Simien jackal heard this, and immediately stared at the old man, and let out an unyielding roar.

"Stubborn! I actually colluded with outsiders to destroy my ** Dao sect, went and returned, unrepentant, and wanted to steal the treasure of my ** Dao sect...... It's just a pity to die......" Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but be furious, and with a fierce shot in his eyes, he waved his hand casually, and he had already grabbed the black Ding furnace in his hand, and suddenly waved it towards the Ximien jackal.

And when Mo Wen heard this, he also understood why the Jackal of Simion appeared here.

This big wolf can be described as loyal, it seems to know what Mo Wen needs, and rushed back here to find the magic weapon of the ** Dao sect for Mo Wen.

Suddenly, countless hideous ghosts and shadows rushed out of the black furnace, pounced on the Ximien jackal, opened the eerie illusory mouth, and tore at the Ximien jackal, bursts of heart-rending painful wails came out of the mouth of the Ximien jackal, almost in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on the Ximien jackal had lost most of it, and the whole body became pitted and riddled with holes.

This is tantamount to a harsh execution, a punishment of a thousand knives, you can't survive, you can't die, all of this is a long story, but it's just a momentary thing, almost when Mo Wen looked up, this was already born.

"Stop!" Through the contract contact with the Ximien jackal, sensing that the vitality in the Ximien jackal's body was dissipating like a tide, Mo Wen's eyes suddenly became blood-red, and he couldn't help but raise a shocking roar, the roar was still echoing in the air, Mo Wen's body was already covered with a thick red mist, and he rushed towards the people in front of him frantically, at this moment, Mo Wen was already completely crazy, and the torture of the black-clothed old man on the Ximien jackal was like a thousand sharp blades, stabbing Mo Wen's heart fiercely, making him feel painful.

There is a saying in China: it depends on the owner to beat a dog.

These people torture the Ximien jackal so much, this is undoubtedly slapping Mo Wen's face, although the Ximien jackal is only a demon beast, but in Mo Wen's mind, he is his brother in this world, a brother who can live and die together, and share hardships, now, this group of people actually took advantage of their absence to torture their own brother so much, how can you let him not be sad and indignant?

Infinite flames, churning in the heart, monstrous murderous machine, brewing in the body, violent coercion, spreading outside the body, Mo Wen at this moment, just like the killing god from hell, as his forward momentum unfolded, the whole person was like a sharp blade out of the sheath, sharp, sharp, the hatred in Mo Wen's heart had reached its peak when it rushed to the distance of fifty meters in front of this group of people, turning into a monstrous killing machine, swept madly, and hit everyone in front of him.

"Boom!" The three people with the shallowest strength instantly flew out involuntarily, fell to the ground, and died of an explosion in their bodies, even the old man whose strength had reached the lower realm of the early stage of the Heavenly Realm was also under this sky-high murderous aura, Huo Ran's color changed, and he couldn't help but kick back three steps in a row.

"Hurt my little wolf, kill!" One step out, Mo Wen's right arm was suddenly raised high, and he slashed hard.

"Click!" The three closest people were in a different place in an instant, and their whole bodies exploded into a pile of minced flesh and blood, turning into a rain of blood, pouring towards the ground one after another, and the blood rain was still echoing in the air, Mo Wen had already rushed to the blood mist, like a mad rush towards the people who were rushing back in front of him, and a strong smell of blood instantly filled the sky above the square of the main hall of the entire ** Dao sect, which lasted for a long time.

After killing the three peak powerhouses in the late stage of the Venerable Realm with one move, the red mist around Mo Wen's body became more condensed, and it was already like a substance, turning into a red cloak, floating behind him, making people feel a chilling illusion after seeing it.

"Whoever hurts my car, die!" The tone, without the slightest induction, was cold to the bone, like the life-urging voice from the Nine Shadows, which suddenly resounded in everyone's ears.

"Bang bang ......" two huge illusory snake scale daggers came out of their hands, and the six black-clothed people in the late stage of the Venerable Realm instantly collapsed in their bodies, their souls were scattered, and the ground was shattered, and they had already piled up into a small mountain, and the shocking blood water flowed into a terrifying blood-colored river, along the bottomless crack cut out by the snake scale dagger, slowly flowing, extending into the distance.

"Let's go up and kill him!" It was only at this moment that the old man in black woke up from the extreme shock and fear, and couldn't help but let out a shocking roar.

"Kill!" all the people in black woke up from the extreme shock, one by one, their eyes showed bloodthirsty red light, and they made all their lore moves, and rushed towards Mo Wen frantically, this group of people knew at a glance that they were by no means kind, and when they were rushing forward at this moment, bursts of monstrous red mist burst out all around their bodies, and there were countless hideous grimaces in it, roaring and roaring, without asking, they must be the ones who were full of evil and bloody hands, and there were countless people who died in their hands.

Mo Wen really doesn't understand, this ** Dao sect has been hidden for many years, how can the people under him be such murderous guys?

Although Mo Wen's appearance was shocked before, after reacting, he showed his hideous face one by one, with a bloodthirsty madness, and killed Mo Wen fiercely, wanting to break him into pieces, but the bloodthirstiness and ruthlessness they showed were small compared to Mo Wen, and it was not worth mentioning。

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!" Countless magic weapons collapsed and disintegrated under the large net of snake scale dagger clones, turned into scrap iron and fell to the ground, countless heads, under the cutting of this snake scale dagger, flew up suddenly, soared into the sky, and at the moment when the head was lost, the flesh of these people also instantly collapsed and exploded into slag, and ceased to exist.

The square in front of the main hall of the entire ** Dao Sect Gate instantly became a Shura hell, and in less than three minutes, more than 20 people had died tragically under Mo Wen's snake scale dagger clone.

These people's cultivation is not weak, how can Mo Wen kill them easily?

This may be the most curious thing for Mo Wen at this time, since the killing of Yi Xiaolong, the young sect leader of the ** Dao, Mo Wen has this kind of doubt.

The cultivation of these people is not weak, and if they work together to fight Mo Wen, Mo Wen will definitely die, but these people are under the snake scale dagger clone, as if they don't have any ability to resist, they will kill with one blow, and they will all die......

As a martial artist, Mo Wen felt strange and unbelievable, could it be that the ** Dao Sect had been hidden for many years, and its combat effectiveness had declined?