"Boom~~~~~~~!"

There was another loud bang, and the two black-clad priests were not spared, and there were no corpses left behind.

Liu Ru, who was fighting with several other cursed beasts, was full of surprise.

Obviously, this dark red steel skeleton is Fang Gu's undead, but if he had sent this skeleton to kill the people of Huacun before, none of them would have survived, the strength of this dark red skeleton was too strong, and the cursed beast demon of the war general level would only be solved with a few more hammers!

Without the two cursed beast demons, Liu Ru's side suddenly became much more relaxed, and the dark red skeleton was completely unsatisfied, and rushed over with that heavy step, continuing to torture those black beast demons and cursed beast demons......

......

"Bah~~~~~~" Xiao Yan Ji Qingling's voice sounded in Mo Fan's ears, she was telling Mo Fan's father that the new missile had been loaded and was waiting for a reflection at any time!

A grim smile tugged at the corner of Mo Fan's mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the deaconess who was struggling to perform defensive magic.

High mage?

I really haven't seen a weaker high-level mage than her!

What's the use of more defense, as long as it's not a high-level defense magic, the Falling Fist brought by Xiao Yanji can make her completely wiped out!

As soon as the deaconess saw another brown flame appear on Mo Fan's body, her whole face twisted together.

She was barely able to resist the fourth-level fierce fist, but if Mo Fan's falling fist that was comparable to high-level magic at the beginning blasted over, she would have lost a few lives.

Brown and red, these two flames once entangled. Over there is Xiao Yanji's possessed Meteor Fist + Fourth-level Fierce Fist, this is a super fire fist that can blast all the flesh mound corpses away!

"Live...... Stop!!"

Just when Mo Fan's killing intent was awe-inspiring. A voice that seemed a little timid came out.

"I'm telling you to stop, or your friend will die!" the voice seemed a little more resolute. He clenched a dagger-like stabbing tool in his hand.

The dagger was on Zhang Xiaohou's neck, so sharp that it could cut Zhang Xiaohou's skin with a slight touch.

Zhang Xiaohou still had that sluggish and indifferent expression, even if the sharp blade was on his neck, he didn't seem to have much reaction.

Mo Fan frowned, his eyes staring coldly at this person.

"Hong Jun, what are you doing!!" Su Xiaoluo scolded angrily.

The village chief Xie Sang also looked puzzled, he looked at Hong Jun who suddenly attacked Zhang Xiaohou, and hurriedly said: "Hong Jun, the Black Sect is not a good person. What are you doing here??"

"Village Chief, haven't you figured it out yet?" Mo Fan saw through it at a glance, and his face was full of ridicule.

"Hahahaha, well done, well done, I didn't expect that your little gray-clothed cultist would really come in handy at a critical time, very good, I'll take you with me when I go back, you're much smarter than these dead priests!" the deacons burst out laughing.

"Hong Jun. How can you, we are all from the village in danger, and we must follow the ancestral precepts......" Su Xiaoluo was also stunned, she never thought that Hong Jun would be a member of the Black Sect.

But. Hong Jun has been staying in the village like everyone else, how could he have contact with the Black Holy See.

"Hmph, don't give me any ancestral teachings. It's really a bunch of things living in primitive tribes, how can fools like you who talk about ancestral teachings all day long know the beauty of the outside world. But it's because of you antiques. Let me be born in a shabby place like yours, and let me be a mage and not even lift my head in front of my classmates!" Hong Jun roared.

"Three years...... You've only been away from the village for three years. How did it become like this in three years? ”

"In the second month after leaving the village, I don't want to go back for the rest of my life, if it weren't for the order from above, you really think I would go back to the village, what is in the village, except for Zu Xun is a bunch of stupid things doing cheap farm work, all my life, and because of the ridiculous god of well water is not allowed to leave the village? It's all bullshit!" Hong Jun simply spit out all his long-accumulated resentment against the village, and his face was hideous like a ghost.

"That'...... Then there is no need for you to join the Black Holy See, I don't hesitate to be punished by my ancestors, I don't hesitate to drive out the people of Yangyang Village, and secretly take away some Kunjing water every month, isn't it just to make you walk more smoothly on the path of mage, so that you are stronger than those who laugh at you......" Village Chief Xie Sang said with a desperate face.

"It's too slow, the effect of this Kunjing water on cultivation is too slow, what the Black Sect gave me is something that you old man can't imagine!" Hong Jun said.

"Don't worry, when you become a black-clad priest, you can get whatever you want, money, women, status, respect, whoever dares to laugh at your antiques crawling out of the dirt, you can turn him into a black beast and become your slave!"

The two flames on Mo Fan's body did not go out, and he did not expect that there were henchmen of the Black Sect in the Dangerous Village, after all, the people in the Dangerous Village were isolated from the world, and it was difficult for the Black Sect people to sneak in, even if they did, it would have no effect on them, but he didn't expect that this Hong Jun, who had been out to practice magic for three years, had been corrupted.

In other words, this person was unwilling from the beginning, he was a slave of desire from the beginning, and what the Black Holy See gave him was just enough to satisfy him.

"It turns out that it's all because of your greed, are you worthy of the dead villagers!" Su Xiaoluo asked angrily.

"A group of people who live like slave farmers, how much does it matter if they die, how great and sacred the ancestral teachings are all day long, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is a joke!!" Hong Jun said.

Xie Sang couldn't say half a sentence anymore, he disobeyed his ancestors and killed the villagers, just to satisfy his son's desire to become a venerable magician, who knew that everything would turn out like this......

Thinking of the villagers who were killed by Fang Gu's revenge, and thinking of this son who was already extremely strange to him, the village chief Xie Sang was completely depressed, and the whole person sat on the ground, as if he had no soul.

"The village chief. At this time, Zhang Xiaohou's voice came.

The village chief Xie Sang raised his head blankly, not understanding why this stupid boy called himself.

"Seriously, I always thought you were the one from the Black Sect. Zhang Xiaohou had some look in his eyes and said in a flat tone.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Zhang Xiaohou's words.

But for some reason, he felt that the tone of this silly boy's voice didn't seem to be so dull......

"Brother Fan, I'm sorry to cause you so much trouble again. Zhang Xiaohou didn't pay any attention to Xie Sang, but his eyes were fixed on Mo Fan, and a smile appeared on his face.

Mo Fan smiled knowingly.

The calamity and rose flame on his body that had never dissipated suddenly became more vigorous and surging, burning a dazzling fiery red around him.

Damn it, or die, does this deaconess really think that she will be able to escape by using this little traitor?? )