"Hey, hey. These fools. Do you really think that hunger is easy to kill?" in a secret place not far from the battlefield. A few hidden glows flashed. It turns out that I don't know when someone laid out the stealth array here.

There was a gloomy voice from inside. It's weird.

"Liang Daoyou. We are here waiting for these fools to fight hunger. In a moment, I'll go out and clean up the mess!" another rather rude voice sounded.

"Don't worry. Xiao Daoyou doesn't think so. I'm the only one waiting here. Even Mount Morro is huge. But there are quite a few people staring at this Mo Luo Zongbao's thing!"

"Friend Yan said extremely. We better be careful. This Moroccan is full of pools of blood. Hunger is by no means a minority. Use Xiao Daoyou's hidden array. That's enough to give us more opportunities. It's best to wait with confidence!" another voice sounded.

"Okay. We're just here watching. By the time they conquered hunger, it was almost over. Let's do it again!" the hoarse voice groaned slightly. Agree immediately.

"Hey, hey, hey. Xiao Daoyou has been a little impatient lately. It's not like you were back then!" A strange phone call deliberately lowered its voice.

"Hmph. Don't make fun of petty schemes with poison. While you're there. Aren't you just giving up?" Xiao Yueren snorted coldly.

"Hey, hey. Although my old camel is unwilling. But how do you do it? Don't you still come here like this? There is no place like Xiao Daoyou. Shou Yuan will do it!" the poisonous camel smiled sneeringly:

"You don't want to fight anymore. As long as we work together. This trip is sure to be rewarding. When the time comes, are you still afraid that Xiuxiu will not enter the country?"

The rest of the people heard about it. Only two cold snorts were heard. He stopped talking. It seems that the heart is not angry with the other party.

And then this secret array. He was silent again. It seems to be a dormant ferocious beast. Wait for the prey to show a flaw.

Just after the tea was served. The battle on the battlefield has changed again.

Huge bloody skeleton. Even if very powerful. But in the end it was defeated by a dozen Tsukiji monks. It was shattered again. This time the masses learned their lesson. Didn't wait for it to reunite. He spelled it with fire. It is crushed and hardened into fly ash.

Even if the huge skull is killed. But it also claimed the lives of several monks. On the other hand, everyone's complexion is somewhat negative. It is clear that the people are afraid of this pool of blood of the Moro people.

After all, just gathered into a giant skeleton. It has such power. Let's go back then. There is no guarantee that there will be no more terrible demons.

Old leaders. See everyone's faces. His eyes immediately lit up and he said, "Friends, don't worry. My brothers and I are practicing against heaven. Although the trip was dangerous. But if it succeeds. This will certainly allow us to take a step forward in our spiritual practice. Then sit back and enjoy the longevity of the centuries. What is the value of this effort?"

That's what he said. The crowd groaned slightly. He nodded slightly. That's how people practice. Maybe he died in a dangerous place. If it's just because of the slightest danger, then retreat. They won't practice to the current state.

After a while. They took the bags of the dead on the ground. He went in. A person killed by a huge skeleton. None of them left a single piece of flesh behind. But it saves them time.

Shortly after they left. There was a group of people hidden in that place. Also cautiously walked out of the array. After careful attention. He followed the group of monks.

Lost the battle between the starvation and the monks. The place was calm again. But no one noticed. Initially lost the pool of blood from hunger. The bubble gradually bursts. Something seems to come out.

But strangely. Tumbling in a pool of blood. The thick plasma slowly sinks. The starvation dust that remained on the ground was also sucked into the pool of blood.

After the tea ceremony. The pool of blood will dry up. I didn't feel like I was in the flesh before. But the abundant blood is still the same

A reddish shadow suddenly flashed next to the pool of blood. Stared at the dry pool of blood for a moment. He shook himself. Let's go inside.

In the Morro Mountains. There are not a few monks who come in from everywhere. Battles are everywhere. The shouts of killing came one after another. This shows the number of people who entered.

On the outskirts of Morro Mountain. In the valley. Eight blood-red robes wrapped around him. Freaks in bloody masks gathered. The blood robe is emblazoned with a skeleton. It looks weird and scary.

The bones of these people. From eight o'clock to one o'clock. But it is in an orderly manner.

"Clean. These monks are really stupid. Moroso is the top tribe of my magic. Most of the secret treasures are magical treasures. It doesn't do much use for them to win this magic word. I really want to go in!" asked one of the men in bloody clothes with five heads.

"Fifth. You're wrong. Fairies and magic are somewhat different. But fundamentally. They are all absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth. Although many of these magical treasures have magical blood and magical energy. But it can be refined by secret methods. Can be used again by the Immortals!" "This damned man has only one skeleton on his body. Explain to that person.

"Big brother said it well. Those who cultivate immortality are the most despicable and hypocritical. Li Ming is a hypocrite. What he secretly did was steal and sell the spiritual grass that the Dao Elder cultivated with his essence blood. Bring it to the Immortals. It is different from being used as an alchemist. To build muscles?" said the man with two skeletons in the blood robe.

"Hmm. Although potions contain blood and evil spirits. But the essence of flesh and blood. It is the warmest place to lift the body. Immortals always pay attention to the strength of their mana. Because the flesh is not very simple. But the blood pill that was refined with a magic formula. But it can make up for it. I'm afraid they're secretly training potions!" the eldest brother nodded slightly.

"Nasty. These immortals occupy a wonderful spiritual land. But I don't know how to make progress!" It was a woman who listened to the voice.

The seventh sister said. These immortals are truly abominable. But we can only wait in the barren northwest. Desperate for a little bit of resources every day!" said the man with two skeletal blood robes on his body.

"I don't know when. Only then will we be able to enter this spiritual land. You can also practice with confidence!" one of them is a little lonely.

"Before! Fourth brother. There must be something wrong with your training. If you practice with peace of mind. We're not just like these immortal people. How can you fight for survival in the chaotic cultivation world?" said the other party with a smile.

“..“ Hear the words. The fourth shook his head slightly. But no sound was made.

"Say no more. As long as we complete the task of the master and his old man. Naturally, there will be a lot of rewards. It's hard to believe that it will help us enter Dan's kingdom. The eldest brother said in a deep voice. However, there are different colors that will disappear.

And the other seven people heard about it. They all nodded and said nothing. But there were a few people with a slight fear in their eyes. Just quickly lowered his head and hid. Others can't see it.

Several people discussed. He hid his body on the spot. No more noise. Soon, the place fell silent.

at the other end. There was also a stranger shrouded in black mist. In his hand, he held a palm-sized disc with a strange black glow. Jay let out a strange laugh. He shook himself. Disappear in the same place.

......

A flash count said. More and more monks entered the Moro Mountain. Battles ensued. But it's more about avoiding others quite tacitly. Let's go inside.

It can be practiced until now. Most of them are not stupid people. There will be no unnecessary battles. Only when the treasure appears. They will show their fangs. Fight your competitors. Even to the people around you.

Moroso is one of the top tribes of the Magical Path. As you can imagine, the denomination's ban was strong. Only after years of being eroded by resentment. Even because of this magical gas offset. Its binding force has also been weakened a lot.

For tens of thousands of years. Every time the secret border opens. Many monks will come. No matter how strong the ban. I can't stand so many attacks and killings.

So in a lot of places with bans. It is opened by those who only build the foundation.

According to what Wang Mo learned from Tang Ye Zhen's memory. Wearing the Daredevil Cloak. There were no obstacles inside Morrosson along the way.

Treasures that are easy to get on the road. He also took it out. Those places where protection seems to have been banned are still solid. Let it go.

The purpose of his visit. Don't put it on top of these things. Only when Don Ye Zhen saw it that year. But they don't have the ability to take things out and take them away. Only then can he feel at ease.

If not. He doesn't take any risks. Instead of listening to the arrangement of the mysterious old man. This is a treasure hunt on Morro Mountain.

He carefully dodged several waves of the hordes of monks. His body trembled. He jumped into a narrow valley.

God carefully leaned outward. See if there are any bans around. He walked forward again.

It's just that I'm just looking ahead, Richie. Wang Mo is a lagging person. It looks serious.

There was a huge bloody skeleton, several feet high. Absorbs residues from the ground. Blood rose from the corpse. Finally into the skull opening.

"Kaka!"

The skull and jaw collide. Turn around with a click. Apparently, this intruder was discovered.

He discovered vision. Wang Mo did not hesitate. The green 'sword' between the fingers turned into a sword several feet long. Salute to the huge skull.

This way. Wang Mo had seen it a long time ago. Those who only lay the groundwork for an early cure for hunger. I couldn't find his body at all.

Get a close-up look at a huge skull formed by a battle between a hungry son and a monk. The skeleton found his body.

Apparently because of his own flesh. These ways of blood magic condense into demons. He was naturally sensitive to the flesh. The reason hunger could not find him was that he did not have enough achievements.

Just now. As soon as he appeared. The discovery of this huge skeleton. This illustrates the point.

Look at the chaos on the spot. The huge skeleton apparently killed several monks. devoured all their flesh. His breath turned into an astonishing fake pill.

I'm afraid that's also the reason. There is no reason for the monks to enter here.

There is such a big killer. Where else do monks dare to go?