"Huh"

Xiaohua, who had already passed out, was pinched out by Zheng Kezhuang with a drop of green essence blood!

Yao Ning's pupils shrank sharply, he didn't dare to move, and withdrew the flames on his body.

"Let it go, I'll go with you!"

Zheng Kezhuang's face was hideous, and he sneered and said: "What qualifications do you have to talk to the conditions, if you don't go with the old man, they will all die!"

"Phew, despicable, I didn't expect the Alchemist Guild to be no better than the Alchemist Guild, our Medicine King Valley won't let you have a good time!" The medicine spoon covered her chest, her teeth rattled, and it was obvious that she was not lightly injured.

"Hahaha, the old man only promised him not to kill you, if you are attacked by other forces here, what do you have to do with the old man......"

Yao Ning's face changed greatly: "Since this is the case, then it makes no sense for me to go with you, and you Refiner Guild don't want to get the Innate Fire." ”

The blazing cyan flames burned even more violently, as if they were about to be destroyed.

"Stop, stop," Zheng Kezhuang yelled.

Seeing that Yao Ning didn't have a tendency to stop, he was also ruthless, even if he was reluctant to let the flower elve, he couldn't manage it so much, there was no flower elf but a "treasure" was missing, if he lost the innate fire, he would lose his life.

The spiritual power of the palm was working, and the little flower was squeezed in mid-air by him, and the small body seemed to be crumpled together.

"The old man will let everyone here bear this taste of life is worse than death. ”

"Ahh

Xiaohua's face was covered with a painful expression, and everyone's eyes were broken.

"Click"

Suddenly, a crisp fracture sound sounded from everyone's ears, and Zheng Kezhuang's arm was torn off!

"Ah, who'......"

Not only Zheng Kezhuang, but even the surrounding desolate sects didn't react, but there was one more cultivator in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Kezhuang covered his shoulders and looked at the silver-haired and purple-clothed young man in front of him in horror, his eyes bloodshot: "Who are you?"

The person who came was undoubtedly Mo Chen, he didn't pay attention to Zheng Kezhuang and took care of Xiaohua in the palm of his hand.

"Boss ......"

"Brother Dust"

"Mo Gongzi"

............

"System, use the Holy Light Cockroach Kiss Bottle, the Soul Pepper Tu Mussel helps Xiaohua recover to its peak!"

"Drop, since the flower spirit only has a trace of breath left, the host needs to pay 500,000 top-grade spirit stones. ”

Mo Chen didn't say a word, and immediately took 500,000 top-grade spirit stones from the Dragon God Realm and put them in the system storage compartment.

"Treatment"

A dragon's head, limbs, shaped like a snail and a four-legged snake shaped like a four-legged snake cut off its tail, and the two phantoms of the dragon's head and fish body instantly enveloped the small flower, recovering at the speed of the naked eye.

After a while, Xiaohua was alive and kicking

"Woo, brother, that bad guy made Xiaohua hurt so much!" Xiaohua's little finger pointed to the group of people in front of her.

Mo Chen took out a few barrels of four-grade spirit wine and gave it to Xiaohua: "Xiaohua is good, my brother knows, go and help everyone recover!"

The surrounding cultivators looked at Mo Chen like they had seen a ghost, and with a wave of their hands, they restored the flower elves that were about to die.

"He's not going to have the ability to bring the dead back to life, is he?"

"Who is he? Why haven't you seen ????"

"It seems that he is the owner of the flower elf, he can't be the Gu Mo of the tomb of the living dead!"

"That's right, the ancient clan of the Arakawa Continent and many sixth-level forces are offering bounties, and I heard that the bounty has already reached one million high-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing that there were a million top-grade spirit stones, the cultivators who had been collecting materials came back one after another, surrounding Mo Chen's group!

Zheng Kezhuang doesn't care about Gu Mo, Gu Hei, this life tore his arm, he wants Mo Chen to die.

Mo Chen turned around and said lightly: "It's you guys who beat them like this?"

There was a sneer in the crowd: "What, hmph, you want to fight against us because you are a desolate spirit?"

"That's good, let's stay here!" his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't hide his monstrous killing intent.

Tan Jing looked disdainful: "Jumping off the beam, pretending to be a ghost, but Er'er." ”

"Chixiao Pavilion, right? ha!"

Mo Chen's instantaneous laughter was in stark contrast to the red and bloody eyes formed just now due to anger, and a creepy feeling rose from the hearts of those cultivators around him, and half of them were silent, all of them looked at the silver-haired young man in the center with a look of fear.

Through the lesson of blood before, I told them that this group of people is not easy to mess with, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and some people want to leave secretly, but they find that the space here has been imprisoned.

With Mo Chen's outburst, bursts of invisible spiritual power aura surrounded him, and almost instantly, the spiritual power around him brought up the blood-red sand and dust on the ground, forming a small tornado, surrounding him.

With the coming of the rage, the spiritual power in Mo Chen's body ran uncontrollably, and gradually, a strong aura emanated from him, only to see the invisible spiritual power aura around him carrying endless dust on the ground, and the constantly bursting breath, everyone couldn't help but scream.

"Quick, kill him......"

"If we don't kill him, we won't be able to get out, and he will imprison the space here with a formation!"

The terrifying atmosphere made them these desolate sects not calm in the face of a desolate spirit consummation, they didn't understand why a desolate spirit realm cultivator actually made them feel frightened, many cultivators had a murderous flash in their eyes, they understood that if they didn't do it again, then they were afraid that the only thing waiting for them would be death!

The figure flashed, Zheng Kezhuang's figure disappeared suddenly, he couldn't care about the lost right arm, took a long afterimage, and rushed towards Mo Chen, the spiritual power in his hand condensed again, and he clenched a three-foot-long bright red sword-shaped spiritual weapon with one hand, and the aura on his body suddenly became stronger, waving the formed sword gang, and swung fiercely towards Mo Chen, who was standing in place.

Mo Chen was extremely angry in his heart at this time, his brothers, his beast pets, who were tortured by their group of greedy cultivators, were all left to hang in one breath, their eyes were red as blood, and they set off a monstrous wave of anger in their hearts.

"Whoever moves my brother!

The red dust was scattered, flying all over the sky, the thick blood-red dust was still visible to the naked eye, and suddenly the white light in the blood-red dust was loud, and the light was shining, Mo Chen's roar sounded from it, and countless figures flew out from between the dust, and then a layer of air waves burst out from it, sweeping away the blood-colored dust in the sky.

There were a lot of fire soul ants mixed in the red dust in the sky, and countless fire soul ants had penetrated from the pores of several cultivators, and everyone had been focusing on Mo Chen, but they didn't even notice that many fire soul ants had been drilled into their bodies.

Originally, Mo Chen wanted to use the Soul Eater Worm, but the Fire Soul Ant Queen told him that the environment here was obviously a battlefield for Fire Soul Ants, and they were no worse than the Soul Eater Worm.

With Mo Chen as the center, a huge pit with a radius of five zhang suddenly appeared, and the tall figure stood in the center of the huge pit, with long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and the power was unmatched for a while.

Several figures flying upside down in the air each turned around, landed in the air, and took a few steps backwards before stopping the pace of the residence, but the corners of their mouths were all spilling blood.

Looking at Mo Chen, who was looking directly at this side in the big pit, several people glanced at each other, roared angrily, and rushed straight towards him.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The fire soul ant queen stood in mid-air, and her tentacles kept forming various runes, and suddenly, countless terrible voices came from all directions, roars sounded again and again, and the roar continued to explode, although from time to time someone flew upside down, spurting blood from her mouth, even though the injury was aggravated again and again, but they no longer cared, this was no longer a simple battle, everyone understood that this battle was either you die or I die.

Mo Chen's strength made them dare not stop attacking, the sound of battle kept ringing, Dao Dao's figure flew out from time to time, sprinkled with blood, everyone's mind had collapsed, this is not a person at all, he is simply a devil, a god of death.

Gu Tuan looked at Mo Chen, and his two eyes were about to pop out: "I'm a big one, when did Brother Chen become so bullish, so many of us can't resist more than a hundred desolate sects, he actually fought with the strength of one person,!"

Yao Ning muttered, "Ah Tuan, is this what you said about Brother Chen, it seems to be the same as us, it is the Desolate Spirit Perfection Realm!"

"I thought I was about the same as him, but today I realized that I was so much worse than him,"

Not only the two of them, but even the sober medicine spoon and Wenger brothers and sisters were stupid, if they didn't see it with their own eyes, who would believe it, such a scene!

A three-legged demon beast suddenly appeared on Mo Chen's shoulder, and his whole body was golden: "Xiao Jin, you come to play, don't play to death!" As his spiritual power kept running, he felt that he had reached his limit, and if he went any further, he would be injured, this group of people should die, there was no need to let himself be injured.

Xiao Jin's eyes opened, a dazzling light burst out, and a golden flame suddenly burned around his body, and a huge aura suddenly erupted with the burning of the flames, instantly impacting the surrounding cultivators.

"What!"

Zheng Kezhuang screamed in surprise, only to feel that the spiritual power condensed in his left hand quickly dissolved, a scorching, with a breath of destruction, rushed to his body, a depressed feeling rose from his heart, and then a sense of crisis pressed directly on his heart.

"Roar"

With an angry roar, the spiritual power in Zheng Kezhuang's hand increased dramatically, and he wanted to resist this burst of breath, he didn't believe it, last moment he still felt that Mo Chen was about to die, and his spiritual power would be exhausted soon, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

"Quick, his spiritual power is about to run out, don't let him run!"

"Click, click"

As if a drop of oil had been added to the fire, a soft sound suddenly sounded from more than a hundred people, and the golden flame on his body suddenly burned, instantly increasing by an unknown amount.

As the golden flame increased instantly, Zheng Kezhuang suddenly felt a powerful energy rushing to his face, the scorching energy seemed to be even lit by his spiritual consciousness, a sense of suffocation instantly rose from his heart, and he suddenly retreated, leaving dozens of zhang in an instant, looking at Mo Chen, who was standing motionless and sneering in the middle, his eyes were cloudy.