Outside the Baimu Lost Array, just when Mo Ziqi saw that Zheng Mo and Lu Zhan's cultivation was not under him, he had the idea of retreating, and wanted to turn around and leave, but the corners of Zheng Mo's mouth curled, and he shouted to the east:

"Old man Jin, this person is going to run away, but it's hard to catch up!"

Zheng Mo's crisp and sonorous voice sounded a little shy, but it attracted a cold snort as an answer:

"Zheng Xiao'er, so big and small, don't think that if you learn from non-attack, I won't dare to do anything to you. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As the voice fell, under Mo Ziqi's slightly frightened gaze, a golden light appeared out of thin air, and the gloomy woods were also illuminated, and the faces of several people were illuminated by this golden light, and they were all golden.

After the golden light flashed, a slightly chubby middle-aged man appeared not far from Mo Ziqi, only to see that this person was wearing a golden crown hat, wearing a golden robe, and stepping on a pair of golden tales.

After appearing, there was no trace of anger on the face of this golden Daoist, but a kind of anger, and even a smile, without the slightest hint of anger in his previous voice.

This person is one of the top ten shopkeepers of Yanmiao Sea Yanyu Building, Jin Buluo, Dao No. Yuanyi, and a cultivator in the middle of the heartbeat.

"Old man Jin, when will you be able to change into your cheesy dress?" Zheng Mo opened his mouth again, but his body, which was originally leaning on the big tree, stood up straight.

"Uncle Jin. On the contrary, Lu Zhan, who had been smiling gently, bowed to the middle-aged man in a proper manner.

"The two of you are the two of you who are not attacking and loving the two half-step Jindan newly recruited disciples? Yes, yes, you Momen are going to be revived?" "Uncle Jin" looked at the two of them and said with a smile, as if he didn't mind Zheng Mo's tone, but his attitude was extremely cordial, as if the other party was really his own nephew.

However, hearing his voice, Mo Ziqi's previously frightened face had turned into despair. He only felt that his legs were weak, and he was about to kneel on the ground, but he didn't know where the strength came from, and he actually maintained a loose standing posture. It's just that he didn't feel relieved at all at this time, but became even more panicked.

"Ancestor ......"

"Don't, Grand Master Mo, your ancestor, I can't afford it!" Jin Buluo smiled harmlessly.

But hearing such a gentle and harmless voice, Mo Ziqi felt that his pants were hot, and after cultivating, he had forgotten this kind of mortal reaction to fear for a long time.

"You called me Ancestor last time, and when you turned your head, my Qiankun gourd was gone, you call me twice, Jin's life is ......" The stench emanating from Mo Ziqi's body made Jin Buluo frown and stopped.

His unfinished words made Mo Ziqi's heart even more desperate, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground, and then he seemed to react and crawled towards Jin Buluo, pleading in his mouth: "Ancestor, please ......"

But before he could finish his words, he was overturned by a force, thrown out heavily, and smashed backwards to the huge tree on the side. The giant tree was hit like this, but it only shook, but Mo Ziqi was injured in the internal organs, his throat was sweet, and his mouth was filled with a smell of blood.

"Master Mo, hand over the things. Jin Buluo looked at Mo Ziqi, who was miserable, and persuaded with a pleasant face.

As if Mo Ziqi's current situation was not caused by him, as if he was discussing a business with Mo Ziqi, as if he didn't want Mo Ziqi's life.

"Master Mo, Jin is a businessman, you can't let me lose too much, right? Since I entered our Yanyu Building, in the past hundred years, the elixir, spirit grass, and spirit stones spent on Gongzi plus the aura of my Yanyu Building ......"

As he spoke, Jin Buluo's fingers were picking on the abacus, and the sound of the golden abacus beads constantly colliding was like a giant hammer, constantly smashing into Mo Ziqi's ears, making his face more and more like dirt, and his internal organs were as if they had been smashed by a drumstick.

"That's it, your cultivation is all piled up for you by my Yanyulou, just like that, you still have a crush on Jin's gourd? As a businessman, Jin thinks you are ......."

Speaking of this, Jin Buluo paused, glanced at the audience with his small eyes, and swept Zheng Mo's hanger, Lu Zhan's jaw and closed his eyes, Mo Ziqi's embarrassment and serious injury, and even Wang Meimeng, who was still groping for his way in the distance, swept into his eyes.

Then, he snorted coldly, and the last abacus returned to its place, like the last thunder accompanied by his last few words, which exploded in the ears of everyone in the attention field:

"It's so insatiable!"

Mo Ziqi only felt that he was dragged into the huge grinding disc in an instant, the grinding disc twisted, and his internal organs were twisted into pieces by this last sound, he instinctively opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but he really spit out something, and then he didn't know whether it was pain or shock, his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious.

And Zheng Mo and Lu Zhan, who had been watching the play, felt that their qi and blood were stagnant at the same time, and their throats couldn't help but be sweet - just the last cold snort, Jin Buluo seriously injured Mo Ziqi, and Lu Zheng and the others were also beaten into internal injuries by him.

Jin Buluo reversed his previous harmony, and the momentum around his body soared, unleashing the coercion of his heartbeat mid-period without reservation.

Obviously, the disrespect for Zheng Mo's previous words, this Jin Buluo is not unconcerned, otherwise he would not have attacked with Lu Zheng and the others.

However, Zheng Mo is a person who does not admit defeat, he also snorted coldly, raised his sleeve to wipe the corners of his mouth, smiled provocatively at Jin Buluo, and was about to say something more.

Jin Buluo didn't give him a chance to be a hero - the abacus beads in his hand never stopped, and the other abacus beads on the abacus were gently plucked by him in turn, as if they were just playing, but the yellow light that turned into a sound attack kept beckoning Zheng Lu and the two of them.

It's just that compared to Mo Ziqi's lack of resistance, Lu Zhan and Zheng Mo are obviously much better.

I saw that one of them sacrificed a black umbrella, and as the paratroopers rotated, a layer of green light protected Lu Zhan inside, as soon as the blue light appeared, Lu Zhan's face obviously improved, with the barrier of the green light, the sound attack made by Jin Buluo could no longer hurt him, although he was slightly injured before, but it was not a big problem.

However, Zheng Mo's way of dealing with it was much more radical, because it was Zheng Mo who was disrespectful before, so Jin Buluo was mostly annoyed by him, and he "took care" of his attacks much more than Lu Zhan.

The corners of Zheng Mo's mouth gradually flowed blood, but he was not in a hurry, but there was a trace of excitement on his face. I saw his left hand reach to his waist, and a clear long sword showed its edge.

As if feeling the blood of his master, the red light on the sword body flashed, and then, the sword body seemed to be burning, reflecting Zheng Mo's pale face due to the injury.

At this moment, he held the sword in his right hand, tossing and turning, with long sleeves fluttering, like a butterfly walking on its feet, and every time this butterfly spread its wings, it greeted a ball of golden light - Zheng Mo actually turned the sound attack of Jin Buluo into substance, and greeted it with sword energy, with a point and a face, or pick or point or pluck, the sharpest point was crossed, and the left hand that did not hold the sword kept forming various magic seals, crossing away the aftermath.

Even Lu Zhan couldn't help but look sideways at his hand. I secretly speculated in my heart that Uncle Non-Attacking had already awarded the Half Moon Decision to Zheng Mo? But then, Lu Zhan's brows furrowed - Zheng Mo was also bold, and he actually used Jin Buluo's attack to hone his martial arts and sword skills.

Lu Zhan doesn't think that the golden eyes will be repaid, and now he is providing assistance for the two of them to break through the bottleneck.

Zheng Mo's cultivation is very clear to Lu Zhan, the two of them were not idle on the night when Wang Mei first met Meng Seal, they each occupied a forest to cultivate, and finally at the same time the two of them in the early stage of foundation building because they belonged to the same origin, they actually reconciled with each other.

Only then did the two of them, who had never met in the Shimen, confirm each other's identities - the closed disciples of the two half-step Jindan elders of the Momen.

Although Momen is powerful on Zhuzi Island, because several uncles prefer to be puppets behind closed doors, there are very few disciples.

Even if someone accepts an apprentice, they will not introduce each other, open an apprenticeship ceremony or something, at most it is a notice, because although the two of them have been in the field for more than ten years, they have never seen each other. That's why there was a paragraph where we didn't know each other before.

Now that they know each other, the two naturally go together, before because of the covenant of Xianfan, they had to accept Wang Mei's love when dealing with the chasing soldiers, and now the two saw that Wang Mei fell into a maze, and they wanted to rescue Mo Ziqi after solving it, but who knew that it attracted Jin Buluo.

Besides, at this time, Zheng Mo only used the pure Jun sword to meet Jin Buluo, who was more than three realms higher than him, even if Jin Buluo's spell was not aimed at Zheng Mo, he was just the object of his slight punishment, and the attack that really fell to Zheng Mo was equivalent to a full blow in the early stage of foundation building, but the spell issued with the strength of the middle stage of the heartbeat, even if it was only the power of the early stage of foundation building, its power should not be underestimated.

Lu Zhan couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Zheng Mo in his heart, but he shouldn't go up to help at the moment, otherwise it would only make Jin Buluo even more annoyed, and Zheng Mo might not be able to accept his kindness.

Lu Zhan could see it, how could Jin Buluo not see it, he sighed in his heart that the afterlife was terrifying, and on the other hand, he was a little annoyed - this junior was too arrogant, although he would not kill his disciple in the face of the non-attacking old monster, but he was ridiculed by a junior like this, and he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart. Looking at Zheng Mo is even more unpleasant.

Yes, Zheng Mo, who originally felt at ease, suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and Jin Buluo abruptly transferred half of the attacks that originally fell on Mo Ziqi's body upwards, making the spells that Zheng Mo had to deal with not only more frequent, but also comparable to the late stage of foundation building.

Zheng Mo was caught off guard, and the sword net that danced out suddenly staggered left and right, and even several sound waves grazed his sword blade, directly hitting his left shoulder, which made his left hand that was pinching the trick also unstable, causing more aftermath to tear the robe on his left, and for a while, the left half of Zheng Mo's body was like a bloody man.

Seeing such an embarrassed Zheng Mo, Jin Buluo seemed to be satisfied, the abacus in his hand was stunned, Zheng Mo's body was light, and he was about to crawl on the ground, but Lu Zhan grabbed it and set Zheng Mo up.

As soon as the blue light flashed, a small white bottle appeared in Lu Zhan's hand, and poured out a mixed yuan pill from it, and after putting it in Zheng Mo's mouth, he bowed his head and said to Jin Buluo: "Thank you Uncle Jin for your mercy." ”

As soon as he spoke, he felt that Zheng Mo's body was stiffening, and he was about to break free from his support, Lu Zhan hurriedly pulled Zheng Mo, whose eyes were bloodshot, tightened with one hand, and said: "You calm down! With the cultivation of you and me who are three major levels apart from Jin Lao Wei, do you still want to take advantage?!"