The corpse stopped suddenly.

Looking at the back of Dongluo, he wanted to speak and stopped.

After thinking about it in the end, Corpse Jiao still asked a little reluctantly: "Brother Dong, I take the liberty of asking, have you ever seen the machine armor when you were climbing the mountain?"

Dongluo didn't stop, shook his head and said, "No." ”

Corpse Jiao asked again, "Then don't you feel anything in your body now...... Is it uncomfortable?"

Dongluo still shook his head, "No." Brother Corpse, don't you think there is any discomfort in my body?"

Corpse Jiao hurriedly said that there was nothing to do, and hurriedly followed the non-stop winter fall all the way again.

Dongluo told him not to look back because of the corpse Jiao before, so he really didn't look back all the way.

Otherwise, he would have seen a scene that shocked him.

At this moment, like a tornado, he swept through the darkness quickly, stirring up endless black fog and tumbling endlessly.

The corpse Jiao unconsciously slowed down a little, and followed Dongluo far behind, keeping a distance from him that he thought was relatively safe, so as not to set himself on fire.

From the conversation between Ye Yingshui and Dongluo before, he also heard some strange flavors about Dongluo's physique, he knew that Dongluo's physique might be a little special, but there are more people with special physique in this world, some are strange, and some are not strange.

However, no matter how special the physique of the people in this world is, it is nothing more than some innate Dao body, a heavenly being, a five-element spirit body, or something, but I have never seen anyone whose physique can even absorb cause and effect.

And it doesn't seem to be anything uncomfortable yet.

This makes it even more strange.

For this kind of physique, let alone seeing it, I haven't even heard of it.

Corpse Jiao always thought that he was already very perverted, but when he saw Dongluo, he realized that what he thought was perverted was just a little better than normal.

The surrounding black fog seems to be self-generated from heaven and earth, no matter how the winter falls absorbs, the black in this space is still black, and the black fog is still the same.

As he was moving forward, Dongluo's head jerked to the left, and a rusty metal fist slid against the bridge of his nose.

Trap A?

As he walked forward, he quickly grabbed his hands upwards and grabbed the arm of the Trap Armor, and then slid it to hold the wrist of the Trap Armor and pull it forward.

Shoulder to shoulder, touch the point.

Winterfall didn't retreat, and neither did trap armor.

The distance between Dongluo and the Trap Armor is too close to each other to be used for many attacks, so you can only rely on your hands, feet, elbows, knees, shoulders, head, and other parts to attack the Trap Armor.

At the same time, the corpse Jiao was also attacked by the trap armor.

However, his way of fighting back is a bit more simple and crude.

There's nothing that can't be solved with one punch.

If there is.

That's two punches.

At this moment, he is more like a machine armor than a machine armor, he is not afraid of pain, and he is a punch to the incoming machine armor.

Dongluo smashed the machine armor in front of him with an elbow blow, and after looking at himself without damage, he glanced at the black fog around him and said, "The Mo family machine armor is nothing more than that!"

The corpse Jiao knocked a trap armor back with a single punch, and quickly came behind Dongluo, standing back to back with him.

"Brother Dong, don't you lose your conscience when you say this?"

Dongluo laughed dryly, "Isn't this to liven up the atmosphere!"

Corpse Jiao rolled his eyes.

At this time, let alone the trap armor, even the corpse Jiao wanted to beat him.

When is it? and the mood is lively.

Dongluo's Mo family armor was nothing more than that, as if it angered the endless black fog, the black fog rolled around, and a neat and heavy footstep sounded.

Dongluo and Corpse Jiao changed their faces in an instant.

You must know that in this endless darkness you can't hear sound.

Dongluo sighed inwardly, eager to slap him on the mouth.

From the beginning of entering the Dragon Gate Secret Realm, it seems that he is very unlucky, and every time he looks up at the sky, he will be attacked by inexplicable pressure.

When he was on the top of the mountain before, he just looked up at the sky with resentment, and a thunderbolt instantly stunned him, and he sat down on the ground, but fortunately there was nothing serious.

Now, it's just a disdain for the Mo family's machine armor, and so many machine armor have rushed out at once, who can withstand this!

On all sides, thousands of machine armor wielded broadsword giant swords filled with cold air surrounded the two of them in a uniform manner.

Corpse Jiao said in a deep voice: "Brother Dong, the front one will be handed over to you, and the others will be handed over to me, you just have to move forward." Strive to break out of this darkness as quickly as possible. ”

Dongluo nodded, he knew that this was not the time to be hypocritical, if the two of them were scattered by this mighty army of machine armor, then they would definitely fall into the siege of machine armor.

Most of them are left with a dead end.

Dongluo's left toe touched the ground, and his body swept up, and the corpse Jiao followed him.

The toe tapped on the shoulder of a machine armor, and the figure swept away dozens of feet away.

But every time he swept away, he had to endure the swords and swords of a group of machine armor.

The sound of bang bang bang rang out from time to time.

It's okay for the winter to fall, as long as you face pressure from one side.

And the corpse Jiao is miserable.

If it weren't for his strength, he would have been unable to keep up with the pace of winter fall!

Of course, the darkness was all about the tension of the battle.

Ye Yingshui's body trembled slightly, and she sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Zheng Nanfeng also had a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, holding a wooden sword with two other Zheng clan members, and a few golden machine armor pills were carefully and vigilantly observing the surroundings.

Ye Yingshui spat out a turbid breath and said, "Why did all those trap armors retreat in an instant?"

Zheng Nanfeng shook his head.

Before, there were still patches of machine armor here that were frantically besieging them like a rising tide. But just now, the group of machine armor disappeared like a tidal tide.

Zheng Nanfeng and Ye Yingshui glanced at each other.

I can't even think of why.

But that's a good thing.

Ye Yingshui opened her eyes and looked at the darkness in the distance and said, "I feel that we are about to come out of the darkness, I feel the light." ”

Zheng Nanfeng also widened his eyes and looked forward, but in front of him, there was nothing but darkness.

......

......

As soon as the winter fall rushed out, it seemed to rush out of the fog, like a curtain of water.

The light in front of him instantly pierced his eyes, and his eyes hurt.

Hurriedly narrowed.

And the next moment he came out, a little fat man also rushed out from behind him.

Dongluo slapped the embarrassed little fat man on the shoulder, "Look! I'll just say that the Mo family's machine armor is not very good! Tens of thousands of machine armor caught us, but they didn't let us run away." ”

Corpse Jiao wanted to tell Dong Luo to stop his mouth, but he really didn't have the strength to speak, so he could only sit on the ground with his butt and gasp for air.

Dongluo finally glanced back and found that they were still under the torii.

It's just that from one side to the other.

Under the archway on that side, there are now a few people who are constantly crossing the archway and disappearing, and there is no winter fall in their eyes at all.

Dongluo was amazed by such immortal methods and sighed.

The corpse Jiao, who had rested for a while, stood up and patted the footprints and palm prints on his body, looked at the buildings in the clouds in the distance with a shy nose and swollen face, and said with a cheap smile: "The baby of the Mo Family School Palace, I'm here." ”

It looks very much like the male guests in the red-sleeved restaurant in Luoyang City.

The corpse Jiao's eyes were bloodshot and stared at Dongluo.

Dongluo unconsciously took a step back, wrapped his arms around his chest, and said nervously: "What do you want to do! This is broad daylight! I warn you! Don't mess around!"

The corpse Jiao snorted, and glanced at Dongluo's small body with disdain, "What do you want to do!

Dongluo was speechless.

Tilted his head to look at the sea of clouds in the distance.

There are some differences that I saw outside the archway at first, although it is not big, but Dongluo still wrote it down.

Corpse Jiao threw a big cloth bag to Dongluo, and said in a high-spirited manner: "I don't bother to ask, I guess you can't afford any good quality mustard seeds, let alone Sumeru." This Sumeru object will be borrowed from you first. Later, one of us will be in charge of one side, and I will be in charge of this side, and we will go. ”

Before the words fell, the corpse Jiao had already rushed towards the vault with an excited face, leaving Dongluo alone in the wind.

The corpse Jiao, who had run a few steps, turned around and told Dong Luo seriously: "Remember, Moyu should not be put into mustard seeds, it must always be held in your hand, and those four words must not be forgotten." Be sure to remember. Of course, the most important thing is to take what you see, don't care about the good or the bad, take it first. ”

Then the back of the corpse Jiao became smaller and smaller, and finally it was as small as a flock of geese, lonely through the sea of clouds, and landed in front of a red brick and green tile.

Dongluo looked down at the Sumeru object in his hand.

Corpse Jiao is right, Dongluo does not have any good quality mustard seeds, mustard seeds are different from spiritual weapons, spiritual weapons depend on the level, the higher the level of spiritual weapons, the better the quality is naturally better.

The quality of mustard seeds depends on the size of their internal storage space. The larger the interior space, the better the quality.

Before Dongluo entered the secret realm of Longmen, he naturally went to those pill shops and spirit weapon shops to be the high-rollers who spent a lot of money, but he didn't buy the items he wanted.

If you want to buy those things that are really wishy, you can't just have money. There must be an identity to match, and there must be those relationships.

Bi Jing: The spirit masters of the elixir shop are either worshiped by some big families, or they are people with prominent status.

It's not that bad spirit stone.

The difference is the incense that flows for a long time.

It's a pity that Dongluo only has that little spirit stone.

Dongluo can't even buy high-quality mustard seeds, let alone Sumeru things that are a grade higher than mustard seeds.

Dongluo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the guess about the identity of the corpse Jiao was raised a little, Bi Jing is not a Sumeru thing that anyone can make a move, this has to be a foundation before it can be taken out.

Dongluo didn't think too much about it, just cooperated.

If an ally throws a peach, he will repay it with Li and Qiong Yao.

Of course, if an ally has bad intentions, he is not a good one.

Dongluo took the Sumeru thing in his hand and ran in the opposite direction to the corpse Jiao.

The first thing that caught his eye was a pavilion, and Dongluo did not rush into it recklessly, but looked at the outside of the door with black jade in his hand.

At the junction of the beams and eaves, there are many bucket arches, criss-crossed, overlapping, and you don't need to think about it to know that there must be a mechanism in that place, or an open gun, or a hidden arrow.

Dongluo wasn't very worried about these visible dangers, what he was really worried about was those invisible dangers.

For example, when one step is taken, the big array is activated, and between the overturning is the Sea of Fire and Sword Mountain, and even retreat cannot be retreated.

It's a matter of chance, but it still depends on it.

If you see it, it's never too late to do it.

The world is complicated, as for whether to see or not, to think or not to think, it depends on the person.

Character is the key.

Of course, in addition to complexity, there is also impermanence.

There are people who die of ignorance by mistake, and naturally there are people who get a big opportunity in a daze.

Dongluo never thought he was lucky.

It's so good that you can get a big opportunity in a daze.

After Dongluo went around in a circle, he first carefully pried up a stone brick with a Pu knife, threw it outside the attic door, and then hid away with the black jade, but found that there was no danger.

That is, there are no hidden arrows, and there is no trap armor.

They were a little bolder, and they began to work hard to lift the floor tiles.

Even if the corpse Jiao said that he would take what he saw, Dongluo would naturally do it.

Because Corpse Jiao's thoughts coincide with him.

Before he didn't know that this place was where the Mojia School Palace was located, he would pick up the good-looking bricks and tiles at the foot of the mountain and put them in the mustard seeds, and now he knew that this was the Mojia School Palace, and after knowing the status of the Mojia School Palace, let alone bricks and tiles, he felt that even if it was a piece of grass here, it could be sold for a good price after it was taken to the outside world.

What's more, I don't know what material the floor tiles here are made of, and the start is extremely soft, without a little stone feeling, you don't have to think about it to know, it must be a good thing.

After sledding the floor tiles, Dongluo jumped up, jumped to the roof, and began to play with the idea of tiles.

It's all good things, even if the floor tiles are pried, then even the tiles are taken!

On the other ground, the corpse Jiao, who was holding a huge pillar and stuffing it into the Sumeru bag, saw the winter fall in the distance that was on par with his speed, and nodded with satisfaction, only in this way, five or five points will not be lost!

The corpse Jiao unconsciously sped up.

In the midst of the rolling sea of clouds, a building collapsed, and countless smoke and dust rose everywhere, instantly pressing down the sea of clouds.

Dongluo waved his hand and fanned away the dust in front of him. Satisfied, he patted the Sumeru bag hanging around his waist.

This room is full of ores, all of the same kind, and I don't know what they are used for.

Anyway, just stuff it into Sumeru.

The collapse of the first house seemed to open a signal, and one after another, the house buildings, pavilions, white jade arch bridges, and archway plaques all collapsed one by one.

Before Dongluo, he would also pay attention to whether the house was an ore, an elixir, or a elixir, and a unique book. When you take too much, maybe it's numb, and when Dongluo sees something, he directly stuffs it into Sumeru, no matter what it is.

I don't know how long it took the Mo Family School Palace to establish this Mo Family Secret Treasure on this sea of clouds, anyway, Dongluo and Corpse Jiao were quickly dismantled.

Every once in a while, they will meet to exchange their experience in demolition, and then the corpse Jiao will plan the route of demolition, so that the two people will not be too far apart, and in the face of emergencies, they will have a response.

The corpse Jiao also learned to cover his face with a cloth and cover his lips and nose in Dongluo, so as not to suck in the dust that had collapsed due to the disrepair of the house.

Corpse Jiao looked at a nine-story tower inside the vault and said, "What we are demolishing now is only the periphery, and the real secret of the Mo family is in that nine-story tower." ”

Dongluo looked at the nine-story tower with bright eyes, "Tear it down?"

Corpse Jiao shook his head, "That tower can't be dismantled, because it's a whole, it's a super spirit weapon, and it should have already given birth to a machine spirit." We don't want it. ”

Dongluo said with some regret: "That's a pity." ”

Corpse Jiao pointed to the other houses that were still standing and said, "What is a pity? You go and tear down those rooms, and I'll tear down these rooms. As for the things on the nine-story tower, wait for others to come and talk about it, with my current ability, I can't get in. ”

The two jumped from one cloud to another, staggering past, each skimming towards several attics in the distance.

The sea of clouds rolled, and the fist of a machine armor tightened and loosened, released and clenched, "Giant, I don't understand, why did you want me to remove the mechanism here? I want to beat them to death with one punch." ”

A transparent figure beside him shook his head, "Mo Jia, instead of letting these things rot in this small world in the long river of time, it is better to let them take them out and meet the outside world." ”

Trap Armor Mojia punched away a white cloud in the distance, "Giant, but I've been guarding here for tens of thousands of years! This is your home, and it's also our home." I am very familiar with every flower, grass, brick and tile here. For them, they are demolishing it now, but for me, they are demolishing our home!

Mo Jia angrily punched the clouds in the sky and scattered them, but after those clouds dispersed, they reunited again.

But his home was gone.

The transparent figure was stunned and speechless, but looked at the angry Mo Jia with gentle eyes, and did not speak.

It's not that you don't want to talk, it's that you don't know what to say.

Even if he is one of the most amazing people in the world, he doesn't know what to say.

The transparent figure sighed lightly and said, "Mojia, where there are you, is my home." ”

The angry machine armor was stunned for a moment, and sat down in the clouds like this, without saying a word.

In this way, I looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.

It's one thing he's been doing regularly for tens of thousands of years.

Not because he likes to watch the sea of clouds, but because he has become accustomed to looking at the sea of clouds every day.

He still clearly remembers the longest time, when he was in this cloud, sitting in front of the sea of clouds for a thousand years.

No one knows what he thought about in those thousand years, and who he remembered again.

In short, he sat in the sea of clouds for a thousand years.

The clouds in the sky gathered and scattered, and were finally blown by the wind.

Mo Ziqing, Zheng Nanfeng and others stepped out of the water curtain under the archway almost at the same time.

Mo Ziyu looked at the misty secret vault with some doubts, turned his head to Mo Ziqing and said, "Senior brother, why is the sea of clouds in front of us different from what we see outside the archway?"

Mo Ziqing rubbed her head and said, "No one can see the same sea of clouds. ”

Mo Ziyu nodded as if he didn't understand.

Mo Ziqi just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mo Ziyuan.

Everyone could see that the sea of clouds in front of them was covered with dust.

But as long as Mo Ziyu thinks it is still a sea of clouds.

Then it's still a sea of clouds.

It was, it is, and it will be.

Mo Ziyuan looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and smiled.

It's beautiful.

Zheng Nanfeng and Ye Yingshui glanced at each other, and swept towards the vault with the two people behind them.