Pound you, what does this mean?" In Wang Mo's eyes, there was a hint of panic. Take a look around.

"Hey, hey. What do you mean? Naturally, I want to check the identity of my Taoist friend!" the middle-aged man with a hostile face smiled. He winked at the other three.

"Say no more. Is there an advanced examination?" Wang Mo's body trembled. Swallowed.

"The seniors were busy. There is no time to interfere in this matter. Daoyou is still handing over the storage bag. We're done. You might as well hit the road. Save everyone the trouble, don't you?" the middle-aged man's face turned cold. Make a gesture secretly. When he said he was going on the road. There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

"This ......" Wang Mo hesitated at that time. Look closely at the four people. Confused expression.

"Why? Or are we going to take it? You know. Our people don't matter!" the middle-aged man looked flustered when he saw him. I couldn't help but smile. There is strength between the words.

"Good. I'll check you. But you must promise to let me go after the inspection!" Wang Mo is a convert. The final grinding.

After speaking. He took off the storage bag around his waist. Hand it to the middle-aged man.

"Huh. "It was natural to see Wang Mo's surgery. The middle-aged man showed an expression of recognition of you. Can't help but reach for it.

Across from him. There were three people behind Wang Mo. But the face is cold.

Just when the middle-aged man's fingers were about to touch the storage bag. Somehow, the storage bag suddenly slipped off. As if he didn't receive it. The middle-aged man subconsciously picked up the bow.

Look into the eyes of a middle-aged man attracted by the storage bag. Wang Mo's eyes narrowed. The cold mountains are swaying. Slightly push your feet. The corpse bounced suddenly.

The right foot is like a lightning bolt. Kick the middle-aged man in the head. There's a bit of bluish-white on it.

How powerful is Wang Mo? In addition, in order to achieve a quick victory. Don't get the attention of others. Put together the five elements of interest directly. The green, white, and exuberant qi that formed was used up.

When the time comes. An unsuspecting middle-aged man was kicked to pieces in the head. It doesn't count. Wang Mo's body twisted in mid-air. The left foot stepped out again. Kicked in the chest. Kick his boobs out of a big hole. With the help of this forward force. Three people rushed to the back.

"Bang!"

Crackling. Although it was kicked out two feet. But the sound seems to come out at the same time.

The three of them looked at Wang Mo's back coldly. As soon as his storage bag is out of his hands. They will start from behind.

This kind of thing. They've done it many times. Never miss out.

They are all looking for monks from the early days of Tsukiji. As long as you clean up. Don't get caught. He will not be discovered.

This time, they seized the opportunity to put a bounty on the refining department. I made some money. Despite his complacency, he met Wang Mo.

"What?"

Although the three were surprised. At this time, Wang Mo's momentum was remembered. But at least it's Tsukiji. With a loud shout, he felt his way to the storage bag at his waist.

But at such a close distance. How did Wang Cangmo give them a chance? At this point, its blue-white fists looked terrifying. Hit the middle one hard.

The man's eyes widened. Only in time will the Vitality Shield be revealed. There was a panic in my throat.

"Snow!"

There are no imaginary fragments. There was only a sound like kicking mud.

He saw that the person's vitality shield did not block Wang Mo's fist. Directly smashed his head with a punch.

See this happens. The other two couldn't help but show fear. Where is the heart to play with him. Turn around and run in both directions. One of them was scared. Even forget about the royal flight.

"Humph!"

Look at the ground that has just left. A monk about to escape from the royal device. Wang Amo snorted coldly. Turn boxing into the palm of your hand. When he landed, a bit of blue-gold Zhenyuan exploded through his body.

"Boom!"

The blue gold giant palm suddenly shot towards the monk who was a few feet away. Shoot it to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

Walk a little. He approached. Another blow.

"Kacha!"

"Spare ......"

The man didn't even let out a snort of pain. The poop on the head turned into a pile of minced meat. The corpse twitched several times. No sound.

Turn your head to the last monk. At this time, he also escaped dozens of feet. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Such people. He has no qualms about killing.

Keep your feet light. The body is like an arrow on a rope. Turn into a puff of smoke and catch up with the man.

"Whoosh!"

A few blinks of an eye. Wang Mo followed the man. Stretch out your palm. Ben Ray clapped his hands behind his back.

"Peng!

"Huh?" Wang Mo frowned. Looking at the little monk who was hit by his hand. I didn't expect to be killed with one hand. But it was the impact that swooped forward. Several large trees were knocked down in the tumble.

"Wow!"

The little monk's face turned pale. An arrow of blood poured out of his mouth. looked at Wang Mo slowly walking towards him with a frightened face. Pretending to be calm, he said, "You can't kill me. I'm ......."

"Humph!"

Wang Amo snorted coldly. A straight punch.

"Odd"

There was a lot of friction. Although the yellow mask shook violently. But it's not bad. Just when Wang Mo's Fist Gang survived.

"I am ......"

"Wow!"

The little monk seemed to have been hit hard. Suddenly it was a bloody arrow. His face was like gold paper, and his eyes were filled with fear. Endure severe physical pain. He begged for mercy again and again, saying, "Fellow Daoist." Please forgive me. I don't dare anymore!"

Under severe shocks. Although the person did not receive a direct blow. But it was damaged by the earthquake-resistant power contained within. Behind him is the ground. were all sunk by sudden impact. A huge crater of several tens of square meters was formed.

Wang Mo didn't seem to have heard of it. Look up and down at each other. His eyes finally stopped at his neck. A piece of turquoise jade peeks out from under the messy clothes. Strange waves are emitted.

There was a flash of clarity in his eyes. It's the mask of this thing that protects it.

Light glanced at him. Wang Mo's eyes narrowed. Drink gently: "Open!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Kaka Ka Ka Ka.

A series of noises came. Although the mask is very sturdy. But under a series of blows from Wang Mo. Finally shake a few times. It cracked. Turn into little stars. Disappear into thin air.

At this time. Masked monks inhale less air and expelle more. Obviously, I can't live anymore. Jade around the neck. It also shattered into pieces.

"Before!"

With real elements. Turn it into fly ash. Take a picture of the other person's storage bag. He turned and walked away.

When he turned around. One side is steep.

Only in the place where the monk died. A cloud of black mist suddenly appeared. It was mixed with a trace of blood. A whoosh came from behind Wang Mo.

"Huh?"

Detect back movement. Wang Mo frowned. Turn around and look. Then feel a breath of black air. I was shocked. The true element manifests itself through the body.

Keep your feet light. Say more to the side.

But Black Mist is like a man with a broken leg. After Wang Mo. It's getting faster and faster.

"Humph!"

Looking at the black fog, he didn't let go. Wang Mo looked cold. The right palm is stretched out straight.

"Bang!"

Ben Zhang Lei directly failed. Be born. Kick up dust. But the chase for the black fog did not stop.

The speed of the black fog is too fast. Just when Wang Mo was dodging. As a result, he almost fell on his upper body several times. He didn't even get a chance to worship the Demon Spirit Pocket.

No way. Wang Mo had to drum the true yuan all over his body. Wrap your body inside. This black fog is so strange. He didn't want to get involved in it.

His eyes were fixed in the direction of the black mist. Wang Mo's heart sank into the tunnel: "Opportunity!"

A true element suddenly erupted between the waves. Black Mist seems to lack intelligence. Hit me straight.

"Before!"

It seems to be restricted. The Black Mist has met its true culprit. Splashed a little water and oil. It begins to dissipate.

"Shout!"

See such a sight. Wang Mo's heart was very relaxed. It turns out that this thing is afraid of thunder.

But just after he breathed a sigh of relief. The black fog was dispelled. There's a weird dark red thread inside. Suddenly wrapped through the real yuan. Straight into Wang Mo's right palm.

"Not good!"

Realize that the red line is coming. Wang Mo changed suddenly. Rushing away to a halt. But that doesn't seem to work.

Silk threads run along the palm. Slowly move upwards. wrapped around his arm.

"Thorns"

Surprised, Wang Mo didn't have time to think about it. Quickly ripped off the sleeves.

To his surprise. Start with this silk thread. However, it seems to have penetrated into the skin. Slowly move underneath it. There is no pain.

Watch swimming in the crook of your arm. But it doesn't bring any red silk to the surface. Wang Mo's brows furrowed deeply. A flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

"Blood Curse!"

After a while. Wang Mo stared at Hong Aya's arm with an ugly face. Every word counts.

It can be seen from its skin color. Fear of this thing.

"Hmph. Hopefully it's too late!"

No longer care about the chaos around you. His body was trembling. One by one, the bodies of several people turned into ashes. Then he directly sacrificed the green 'sword' without any scruples. The royal sword flew into the green light. Head to the interior of the Gulong Mountains.

But look at the light and power of Lin Qingjian at this time. Apparently, it has regained its original strength.

For a while. In the midst of the mountains of chaos. Once again, peace has been restored.

Two days later. Over this mountain forest. Suddenly blue and green lights appeared. Xiu suddenly collapsed.

The brilliance has gathered. Reveal the characters inside. This is an old man with a white beard and white eyebrows. A faint mist emanates from the whole body. It's Yudan Guru.

That's when I saw a mixture of sadness and hideousness on his face. The eyes are covered with red silk. It looks very scary.

His right hand is the size of a fist. A treasure like an oil lamp. There is a black fog and a little red glow. It was exactly the same as the red mist that pursued Wang Mo before.

The old man stared at the lamp-shaped treasure in his hand. Take a look around. Finally, he quickly walked to a deep pit with a radius of several feet.

Get closer. The black mist in the lamp-shaped treasure in the old man's hand. It turned out to be a strange volume. Around boarding time, a cold and cloudy air poured out.

See a scene like this. The old man couldn't stand it anymore. A mournful cry was mixed with a fierce cry: "Wind." You're dying a terrible death, whoever it is? I want you to live, not die. Sacrifice my son's soul in heaven. ”

"Come and go!"

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