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"Is this the power of his treasure?" Hua Qingshuang's eyes narrowed slightly, watching Mo Wuzhong's Changhong roar across the sky and run after Ning Yuan.

"Uncle Mo, the flowers of Nanning Yuanxia Bing Temple have killed many of our cultivators. I hope you can arrest him justly!" Hua Qingshuang shouted from the air with a little reverence. The real purpose was to let Mo Wuzhong know who had helped him so much.

"Haha, isn't Hua Qingshuang from the Ice Palace? If I catch this, I'll remember your great achievements when I come back!" Mo Wuzhong laughed wildly.

He was supposed to be in charge of the garrison in the rear. Seeing nine chills emerging in this direction, he rushed here vigilantly. Unexpectedly, when he approached, he found that he hated him to the core, and he wanted Ning Yuan for days.

Ning Yuan killed one hundred and forty-five people in his combat department, causing his face to be severely damaged. He couldn't hold his head up in front of his senior brother and senior brother. He always wanted to get rid of it quickly. It's a pity that the other party has been hiding in the sea of fog. Mo Wuzhong will catch him. Now the war broke out with the four peacemakers of the day of the ghosts. Mo Wuzhong held his throat while looking at the old man and the transforming demon cultivator in the demon army, but he didn't want to see the strange appearance behind. This strange appearance was brought out by Ning Yuan.

Seeing Ning Yuan, Mo Wuzhong was extremely excited. This is not only because he can take revenge, but also because there is still a treasure left by the samurai family in the other party's body!

However, he heard that the old man Dongxu said that Ning Yuan's treasure was very large. If he could get it himself, it would be a great creation.

At this time, the elders and senior brothers of the family were all focused on dealing with these four evil peace messengers, and no one would notice what was happening behind. Therefore, as long as he could catch Ning Yuan, he could unconsciously get the treasure. As for Hua Qingshuang of the Ice God Palace, who knows the inside story, how to solve it is very simple, or to give heavy profits, or to directly eliminate it, it is not easy.

With this thought, Mo Wuzhong deliberately did not catch up with Ning Yuan at the first time, but slowly followed him for a distance, leaving them completely away from the battlefield.

Ning Yuan's speed was as fast as he could. Mo Wuzhong behind him gave him tremendous pressure, which was far greater than the previous pursuit of Wang Yihao, the boss of the Wang family.

As one of Haoguang's ten sons, Mo Wuzhong's talent is undoubted. His age is similar to Zuo Hengyu, but at this age, he has reached the state of military cultivation, which is naturally remarkable. As the overlord of the Haoguang Pure Land, the Haoguang Sect has unimaginable resources and energy. It was hunted down by an elite disciple of such a huge thing, which was much more threatening than Wang Yihao's. Once caught, Ning Yuan had little hope of survival.

So, as soon as Ning Yuan stepped on the flying sword, he immediately presented dozens of popular symbols, making the speed of the sword light like a meteor, booming, and falling into the distance at high speed.

But soon, Ning Yuan discovered the problem. At the beginning, he did pull away from Mo Wuzhong's side, but as the speed continued to increase, the other party got closer and closer to him, and there was no sign of disaster, hanging behind him.

I can't get rid of it! After a while, Ning Yuan realized that Mo Wuzhong's speed was much faster than Wang Yihao's. He didn't have any strength at all. If he wants to, he can catch up with himself in a split second. The reason we always follow is to stay away from the battlefield.

As soon as he thought about it in his heart, Ning Yuan would understand the other party's thoughts, and he couldn't help but feel a chill. He has always been regarded as a bag by the other party, and no matter where he flees, it will not help.

Ning Yuan, who was completely far away from the battlefield, came to a remote mountain in Jinhua. At this time, Changhong behind Mo Wuzhong flashed a few times, and then crossed in front of him, blocking his way. "Where else do you want to escape?" Mo Wuzhong's face was flying, and his eyes smelled of cat and mouse.

Ning Yuan stopped Changhong and looked at Mo Wuzhong vigilantly. The opponent's speed was so amazing that he couldn't even see the opponent's flight trajectory, so he caught up with the opponent and blocked the opponent in the back.

"Tell me, where is the treasure left by the warrior family?" Mo Wuzhong was playing with his hand. He's ready to work. He asked Ning Yuan gently.

"What kind of warrior's strength?" Ning Yuan's eyes were glazed, and the warriors were in contact with the Warring States classics? What kind of nation is this?

"If I'm not mistaken, you've inherited at least part of that warrior's power. Otherwise, how could a small ghost cause such an illusion at this age, such as the melting of blood and body?" Mo Wuzhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Ning Yuan carefully. This son will bring him great creations.

"I don't know the warlord, let alone what you're talking about. Ning Yuan's heart moved. Maybe he can know the origin of "The Legend of Red Lotus" and "The Book of War" from Mo Wuzhong's mouth.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, a war-torn warrior might have come to the border in search of a dangerous place. In the process, he once had a war with my Haoguang Sect Grandmaster and displayed an amazing treasure. Later, the enormous power of the warrior mysteriously disappeared. Tens of thousands of years have passed in a hurry. And just about a year ago, this dangerous place was excavated, and the bones obtained by the Jinhua royal family were also proved to be left by the forces of the Warring States clan. ”

Mo Wuzhong said with a smile, looking at Ning Yuan's eyes full of ridicule. How could a person who had the consciousness of hiding the environment be able to grasp the treasures that even the founders of the Haoguang Sect and the Haoguang Dao Sect should value? Only talented people could grasp such treasures!

"That's it......" Listening to Mo Wuzhong's words, Ning Yuan couldn't help but muttered to himself. Give him a new life is the strength of a warrior. And this time, even tens of thousands of years ago, is incredible to think about.

So, didn't Yuanyuan have been incubated in eggs for tens of thousands of years? Thinking of this, Ning Yuan couldn't help but look at the tattoo on his left arm, and felt that things were a little difficult to understand.

More importantly, to be able to fight against the Grandmaster of the Haoguang Sect, that powerful force can be imagined, which must be shocking. However, such a person actually wanted to find this ancient cave and ended up dying outside the cave. What terrible secrets are hidden in the caves?

Thinking of these points, thinking of the fracture in his chest that day, Ning Yuan felt like an ice vault. The water in this ancient cave was much deeper than he had imagined.

"Do you understand? Hand it in now, maybe I can spare you. Mo Wuzhong sneered.

"I don't have what you want. Ning Yuan could only say that Red Lotus was not something he could control and control at all. Otherwise, if he can, he can throw it away and give it to the other party. After all, he was still not sure whether the red lotus hidden on his body was good or bad.

"Pretend. Mo Wuzhong's eyes were cold, and a holy light flashed from his fingertips. It's transparent and pure, but it's full of destructive power.

Ning Yuan's heart was awe-inspiring. The speed of the light was too fast for him to dodge. He could only subconsciously hold a stone sword.

Be sonorous!

The light shot straight at the stone sword. The quaint stone sword only trembled slightly, and did not change in the slightest. Ning Yuan's hand holding the stone sword felt as if it was blunted by a heavy object, and he was numb for a while.

"Why?" Mo Wuzhong's eyes showed a hint of surprise. His Holy Light Gong could arbitrarily shatter the Yuan Weapon used by the Awakened Tibetan Environment cultivators under normal circumstances. However, it was strange that the ugly stone sword in front of him could be intact.

"Where did this stone sword come from?" he asked, as a ray of light swam through his fingertips.

"Picked it up. Ning Yuan looked at Shi Jian and was also a little surprised. "Hmph, it seems that you won't die when you reach the Yellow River. Anger flashed in Mo Wuzhong's eyes. In his capacity, who would dare to be so rude to him. Ning Yuan first killed 145 soldiers in the Ministry of War. Now he has no respect for himself. He was really impatient.

At present, Mo Wuzhong decided to teach Ning Yuan a good lesson and understand the other party's life.

The holy light of Mo Wuzhong was like a warm sunshine, but it brought Ning Yuan a deep sense of crisis.

Holding the stone sword in his hand, Ning Yuan used all his strength, and a golden sword more than ten zhang long appeared.

When the two golden rays collided, Ning Yuan's golden rays looked bigger, but the results were completely opposite. Soon, the sword more than ten feet long was wiped out by the holy light, and Ning Yuan's body was exposed to the holy light.

"Ahh Ning Yuan couldn't stand the severe pain and cried loudly.

Plop. Under the illumination of the holy light, the flying sword lost its power and turned into a pile of iron, and Ning Yuan fell heavily from the sky.

Rushing directly into a forest, Ning Yuan smashed a large hole in the ground, causing the smoke to disperse.

Mo Wuzhong slowly flew down, fell out of the pit, threw it away, and the smoke disappeared immediately.

Ning Yuan got up from the pit a little messy. He does not fly at a high altitude. In addition, his fighting body was very strong, so he was only slightly wounded. Such a fall is actually more effective than bathing in terrible light.

"Sure enough, there is a way. He was struck by the light and fell into the air. He was only slightly injured," Mo Wuzhong looked at Ning Yuan, it was unimpeded. His eyes were bright. "As far as I know, the most powerful body of a warlord is the body. Do you have their cultivation methods?"

Hearing this, Ning Yuan's heart set off a storm. Mo Wuzhong whispered, guessing the truth of the matter. The Book of War is undoubtedly the cultivation method of the war clan. This can also explain why only you can cultivate, and there is no way to stand there. With the help of Red Lotus, he changed the bloodline of the Warring States and became a member of the Warring States, so he was able to cultivate this anti-heaven technique.

Seeing that Ning Yuan's appearance was different, Mo Wuzhong secretly became excited. It seems he guessed right. The opponent has really mastered the martial arts of the warlord! The war clan has always been a legendary nation. They are a group of people with a special bloodline in the human race. They are always thin, but everyone who comes out of this world is strong and dominates one side. Now in this world, the belligerents have been out of this world for many years, and everything about them is gradually forgotten by everyone.

Because Dong Xuzi once said that Mo Wuzhong knew the strength of this family. If we can get the skills of this clan, it will be a great creation for him. Ning Yuan is a treasure of the power of the military family and a treasure of the martial arts of the military family. All this will soon be occupied by him. Ning Yuan is just a dowry. At this time, he felt that his blood would boil.

"Give up the treasure and martial arts on your body, or you will die!" Mo Wuzhong's eyes lit up, and he walked towards Ning Yuan step by step, his momentum soaring wildly. He didn't have the patience to torture the other person slowly. What he has is so appealing. He didn't want to continue grinding and causing any possible accidents.

"I don't have what you want. "So far, he can't escape or hide. Ning Yuan could only carry a stone sword and decided to fight to the death with the other party, even if the combat strength of the two sides was like fireflies in the bright moon.

"In that case, I'll have to kill you and slowly find your body. Mo Wuzhong smiled bitterly. His body is as noble and inviolable as God's.

Ye Bing's power is unreserved. When released, Ning Yuan was so suppressed that he couldn't move, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. Ning Yuan bit the tip of his tongue and calmed down, holding the stone sword in his hand. At this moment, Yuan Li on her body roared like a sea. At this point, there is no need to worry about the huge gap in strength. If he couldn't escape from the other side, he and Mr. Zhang, and even Xiao Yuanyuan, would all die here.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan had infinite courage in his heart. The eldest husband was born in the world, and pursues to be worthy of heaven and earth, relatives and friends. Even if you can't beat your opponent, you'll die!

Mo Wuzhong's whole body was surrounded by holy light, like gods in the dust. The breath exhaled alone made Ning Yuan unable to breathe.

The Holy Light Technique of the Haoguang Sect is world-renowned. It is used in the hands of Mo Wu's middle elite disciples. It's more powerful. He stood there as if a golden sun had risen, stimulating the surrounding trees to burn, causing a forest fire.

Ning Yuan held a stone sword in both hands. At this moment, his whole body was flowing non-stop, like a river roaring. Wukong went downstairs and faced Ye Bing's strong man, he was fearless and took the lead!

This man is like a ghost, like smoke, like fog. Ning Yuan's sword was pulled out of its sheath and reached its extreme. It is straight down from the neck and has no ink.

"Stupid. Mo Wuguang spit out two words, and the palm that exuded a golden color was slightly raised, and he stepped forward.

The dazzling golden light is very dazzling. Like a mountain rising from the earth. Its power was so great that it directly shook Ning Yuan's stone sword, causing Ning Yuan to fly out.

Ning Yuan wanted to hold the stone sword tightly, but Mo Wuzhong's random blow was too powerful, and he was really helpless. Shi Jian finally left. Ning Yuan's body was pierced by golden light, and he was bleeding nonstop.

People flew out uncontrollably in the air. Ning Yuan's eyes were fierce, and he threw out all the powerful talismans left in his tolerant and empty peace messenger ring, inspiring his strength.

Rumble Rumble!

The tree was broken, and the sky was covered with dust. In the forest, the holy light on Mo Wuzhong's body caused a fire. Now, under the attack of Ning Yuan's aura, it quickly evolved into a terrible fire, and birds and animals flew away.