"Boom!"

A loud bang, earth-shattering!

Huge flames burst out of the pool of fire with boiling magma!

A heat that was even more terrifying than before, as if it was about to burn the air, erupted!

The ground shook violently, and countless fiery red magma poured out from the walls and cracks in the ground, like fierce beasts, as if they wanted to devour everything in the world!

Zhao Hai and Mo Ya's faces changed greatly, and they could no longer care about the Heavenly Breaking Cree and the Fire Spirit, so they turned around and fled outside in a hurry.

Yan Yuchen carried Xiaoli on his back, purple flames burned on his body, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and followed behind the two of them at the fastest speed in his life.

The power of nature is definitely not something they can compete with now!

The blood-colored mad sword Qilin Slash that killed Wu Bing almost consumed ninety percent of the spiritual power in his body, and although the power was amazing, for his current cultivation, he could only use it once.

Now that the spiritual power in his body is empty, he is not Zhao Hai and Mo Ya's opponent at all, so after escaping from the underground passage, he immediately fled in another direction.

The volcanic eruption spread a wide range and was extremely fast, Zhao Hai and Mo Ya were only concerned about fleeing for their lives at the moment, where would they pay attention to him.

When the two of them fled to a safe place, Zhao Haifang stopped, turned to look at the power of nature that destroyed the world in the distance, and had a palpitating expression on his face.

Mo Ya slapped the black stone chips on his body, sat on the ground with an embarrassed face, and sighed and said: "Old Zhao, we really lost our wife and soldiers this time, we didn't get a single treasure, and let the broken tooth destroy a few pieces, and Wu Daoyou also folded it inside." Hey, it's really been eight lifetimes of blood mold."

Zhao Hai was on crutches, his clothes were in tatters, his beard and hair were a little burnt, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

However, his old face did not show any decadence, glanced at him lightly, and said, "Mo Daoyou, did you see the blood-colored scimitar in the young man's hand just now?"

Mo Ya was stunned when he heard this, and said: "Blood-colored scimitar, don't you see it, when this king entered, he saw that Wu Daoyou had an accident, and he glanced at Yan Xiaoyou casually, he seemed to be holding the scimitar before, right?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly let out a "huh", and said with a look of surprise: "No, that kid's scimitar seems to be the same as before...... It's a little different. ”

Zhao Hai's eyes flashed with this cold light, and he said, "Don't you think that the scimitar in that kid's hand exudes a somewhat familiar aura?"

Mo Ya was stunned, and suddenly his body shook, and his face was full of disbelief: "It's like the breath that broke the teeth before!" but it seems to be stronger. Does Elder Zhao mean that that kid has already refined that sky-breaking tooth into the scimitar in his hand......? This is unlikely, isn't it? With the Heaven Breaker alone, there are no other refining materials, even if we can't refine it. What's more, that kid doesn't look like a master refiner. ”

Zhao Hai looked at him gloomily and said, "Then what do you think of Wu Daoyou's death?"

Mo Ya sat on the ground, thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "This king can't figure it out, that kid can kill Wu Daoyou with just the cultivation of the early stage of the Jade Spirit Realm, I really can't figure it out." ”

The crutches in Zhao Hai**'s hand said with a solemn expression: "The time when that kid and Wu Daoyou started was not long. When we heard the movement and rushed over, we didn't see what kind of exercises that kid performed, but at that time, Wu Daoyou couldn't live. It shows that the kid only used a few moves, or even only one move, in a short period of time, cut off Wu Daoyou's sword, and then killed him. ”

Mo Ya gasped with a "hiss", and said with an incredible face: "In other words, that kid now has the strength to kill you and me?"

After that, he suddenly smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't misunderstand Zhao Lao, Mo's strength naturally can't be compared with you." However, since that kid can kill Wu Bing, if this king is right, I'm afraid he will have to die. Hey, I regret that I shouldn't have despised him in the first place. This king originally thought that the kid was not strong, and he was cowardly by nature, and he couldn't even protect his own woman, so he was a waste, but now it seems that people are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. ”

Zhao Hai frowned, stomped the cane in his hand, looked at him and said, "If he is really powerful, he will not secretly flee in the other direction." Killing Wu Bing is probably already consuming most of his spiritual power, and even borrowing something else. Mo Daoyou, now that the Heaven Breaker and the Fire Spirit are on him, are you going to sit like this and have no ideas?"

Mo Ya smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Old Zhao, if you want to go, you can go by yourself, this king doesn't dare." Wu Daoyou's strength is not below me, but now he is casually killed by others, and he can't even escape his soul. This king doesn't want to lose his life for a treasure. ”

Zhao Hai looked at him mockingly, and said, "Mo Daoyou really plans to give up halfway and give up?"

"Hey......"

Mo Ya sighed, and said helplessly: "For the sake of my life, I can only give up, there is no way." ”

Zhao Hai's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, and he walked up to him on crutches, and said, "Since this is the case, the old man will not force Mo Daoyou." However, can Mo Daoyou hand over that Sayuri so that the old man can use it?"

Mo Ya's eyelids twitched, and he looked at him and said with a dry smile: "Old Zhao's words, Mo doesn't understand." That little Sayuri, wasn't it hidden by Wu Daoyou? It is said that it should have died inside, Zhao Lao asked for this king, what does it mean?"

Zhao Hai looked at him coldly, and said: "Mo Daoyou, Ming people don't say dark words, when the old man went to be on duty, you really thought that the gods didn't know, the ghosts didn't know?

Mo Ya looked up at him, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he squinted his two small eyes and said, "Old Zhao, what a skill, it seems that this time you came to the bottom of the sea, you always brought a lot of treasures to monitor us, right?"

Zhao Hai sneered, did not answer positively, and said: "You tricked the old man into leaving, and then took Sayuri to find the kid yourself, wanting to threaten him with the Sayuri in your hand, or lure him out." Mo Daoyou, your abacus is really loud. ”

Mo Ya clenched the golden gun in his hand, smiled, stood up, and said, "This is something that this king bought at a great price, does Zhao Lao still want to rob it?"

Zhao Hai glanced at him and said, "Since Mo Daoyou doesn't want to go, then the old man will go alone, the old man is old, and he has no interest in the little girl." ”

After that, he raised the crutches in his hand and left directly.

After taking a few steps, he turned around again and said lightly: "As for the issue of the exit, and the location of other treasures, with Mo Daoyou's ability, presumably without the help of the old man, Mo Daoyou can find it." ”

After speaking, he smiled coldly and strode away.

Mo Ya squinted his eyes, looked at his back as he gradually moved away, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and he spat on the ground with a mouthful of "phew", then clenched the spear and quickly chased after him, shouting with a smile on his face: "Zhao Lao! Zhao Lao, slow down, wait for this king, this king is fat, and he can't keep up." ”

At the same time, Yan Yuchen was carrying Xiaoli on his back, holding the Silver Moon Scimitar that had been restored to its original state, shuttling through an ancient and gloomy dark forest.

Xiao Li crawled on his back, staring at the scimitar in his hand with burning eyes, frowning slightly, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "No, why is there only a fire qilin, what about my true dragon blood?

"Little girl, what are you muttering? Don't be angry at my brother's neck, itchy. ”

Yan Yuchen grabbed her neck, pressed her little face, and pushed her away.

Waiting for his hand to be taken away, Xiaoli put her mouth on his neck again, deliberately blowing hot air, and said, "Brother, where are we going?"

Yan Yuchen glanced up at the gloomy ancient forest, and sighed: "I have to find a place to throw you away first, so as not to continue to drag my brother down." ”

"Humph!"

Xiaoli snorted, bared her cute little tiger teeth, and bit him on the neck with a "wow", and said indistinctly: "Bad guy! Make you ungrateful! Bite you to death!"

(I'm sick, the flu has swept through almost the whole area, and the hospital is full of people on drips, struggling to sit in front of the computer and write, every time I have no strength and my head is dizzy, so I haven't updated.) Happy New Year to all. ）

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