Today is the first day of the month when the Shadow Demon Village opens.

The multi-skilled Shadow Demon people have placed their habitat underground, set up many traps outside as a precaution, and the village has been closed by powerful enchantments and impregnable traps all year round, so it will be quite difficult for ordinary people to even find the entrance to the Shadow Demon Village if they want to enter.

On an inconspicuous loess hill, a narrow opening suddenly opened in the dry ground, and two emaciated figures emerged from the dark cracks.

"Shadow Warrior, they should come back today." One of the black-haired and black-eyed boys looked into the distance while picking at the soil, his chapped lips squirming slightly, and said in a low voice, "I hope nothing happens on the road, the village hasn't been supplied for two months, and this time I went to Yangyan Red Soil at the risk of being discovered by demons..."

"Don't be afraid, they'll be back." Another older boy who looked older patted his companion on the shoulder and comforted: "Brother Shadow Martial is the most powerful of us, not to mention that there are a few foreign monks to escort him, those people are very strong, even if they encounter a team of demon soldiers to intercept it, it will be no problem... Look, someone's coming! ”

A sudden gust of wind swept over the sky and brought up a cloud of dust, and the two teenagers of the Shadow Demon Clan had no choice but to squint their eyes and look in the direction where a figure faintly appeared in the dust. There were always more than a dozen figures walking towards them, and the two teenagers couldn't help but tighten the dirt in front of them, staring at the increasingly clear figures with great nervousness.

"It's Brother Shadow Martial Arts!" The boy shouted excitedly, and he kept waving his hand at a familiar figure in the distance, and the next moment he was about to run out of the narrow crack and join his eldest brother. But the older boy, who was still alert, grabbed him.

"No, it's weird."

I saw that the figure at the front of the two boys gradually revealed his face, it was the face of the big brother Shadow Martial that they were familiar with, but the strange thing was that the posture of Shadow Martial was quite stiff, and when they got closer, the two boys could see the sickly pale complexion on Shadow Warrior's face.

"Shadow Warrior... Eldest brother? ”

The big boy muttered, the appearance of the person in front of him was indeed the shadow martial artist who had left the village to find supplies, but the more this was the case, the more strange a feeling became in his heart. The two boys watched as Shadow Warrior slowly approached, forgetting that there were other people behind Shadow Warrior.

"Do it!"

A burst of shouting from nowhere gave the two boys a slap in the face, and the two who came back from their trance saw a scene they will never forget: their "shadow martial" eldest brother suddenly began to convulse violently, and his body began to shrink rapidly, spreading on the ground like a thin man who had lost his soul, but anyone who passed the perception could detect an astonishing convergence on this ruined and unshapedly body. Boom ——!

In the end, the two boys watched their "shadow martial" eldest brother explode into a cloud of minced flesh in the deafening explosion, and the boy subconsciously wiped his slightly cool cheeks, and only after realizing it did he see that his hands were covered with black-red stinky blood.

Fear was like a bomb that suddenly destroyed the psychological defenses of the two boys and became their only emotion.

The figures emerging from the dust were a dozen or so murderous trialists, and the order was given by a necromancer in a black robe and holding a staff of white bones, and two brilliant green rays connected the necromancer and the two boys, the latter of whom was now distracted, trembling all over, and temporarily incapacitated.

"Quick, I'm scared of them, don't give them a chance to close the door!"

The Shadow Demon Clansmen who have cultivated into human form have the innate ability to turn into shadows, and as long as they are given the slightest gap, they can burrow into the corners of the unknown under the noses of many people. And the entrance to the Shadow Demon Village can only be opened from the inside, once this opportunity is missed, I am afraid that the vigilant Shadow Demon Village will not be found so easily.

And the only ones that can suppress the Shadow Demon Clan are pure energy-type attacks, such as...

"Sixty-one of the bound paths, six rods of light prison!"

One of the trialists at the front of the line reached out and pointed after approaching the two frightened boys, and twelve pillars of light appeared out of thin air, and then split into two groups to lock the immobile boys. Seeing this, a hurried trialist finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the necromancer also quietly wiped a cold sweat, stepped forward and patted the trialist who cast the six-staff light prison to trap the boy, and at the same time turned to everyone: "Come on the technology side, send this coordinate to Master Zero, quickly, at most ten minutes the people of the Shadow Demon Village will notice that something is wrong, these two guys are useless, just in case someone goes to solve them." ”

Soon one of the trialists with a toolbox began to get busy, and the rest of the people took advantage of this time to keep an eye on the surroundings in case anyone saw the leak. At this time, someone came up and asked the necromancer with a respectful face: "Brother, what does Master Zero want to do with the location of this broken village, is it possible to slaughter the village?" ”

"Fuck your uncle, how can Lord Zero be so tasteless." It seemed that because of the completion of the task, the necromancer trialist was in a pretty good mood, and replied without raising his head: "According to the things that Master Zero has taken a fancy to, it seems to be something that is here." ”

"Oh, I see." The questioning trialist nodded and asked, "But the other party is a force at all, so it is useful to come to you?" ”

"Nonsense, as long as we send the coordinates to Zero-sama, she can do it in the blink of an eye... Wait, what are you asking so much for? ”

"Oh, that's right." Mo Jun, who was hidden under the cloak, touched his chin, turned his gaze not far away, and muttered, "It seems that we have to stop that telegram first." ”

"Enemy attack! This guy..."

As soon as the necromancer spoke, he was horrified to find that a pitch-black flame suddenly ignited on everyone's body, and the trialists who noticed the abnormality instantly became a mess, constantly trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies by various methods, but Mo Jun had already explored the strength of this group of people before—for example, how could Nameless Fire and Melting Sky Fire be something that a group of Ember-level trialists could fight?

“... Breaking the Path of Thirty-Three: Falling Fire! ”

The trialist who had cast the light prison endured the flames that continued to erode his body, and reluctantly released a skill, only to see a ball of light flame flash from the sky, and then quickly fall towards Mo Jun. Mo Jun, who was about to attack the technology side trialist, snorted coldly after feeling the scorching heat coming from his head, and suddenly looked up, only to see a brilliant red flame suddenly explode in the air more than ten meters away.

As far as the eye can see, there is a nameless fire!

The Wind Thunder Sword was drawn from the trialist who had no time to escape, the blood-stained blade reflected a dark red light, and the lightning wrapped around the sword body seemed to have a hint of scarlet. Mo Jun squinted his eyes slightly, the things around him burned under his gaze, wailed, and then... It's still.

Shoot a hundred!

This skill that has accompanied Mo Jun from the beginning of the isolated island once again showed an amazing effect, Mo Jun waved the Wind and Thunder Sword with an unchanged face, if it weren't for the fact that the attribute had not yet broken through the extreme value, I am afraid that anyone who saw this battle that could be called killing would not think that Mo Jun was just an ember-level trialist.

Smack.

Blood fell from the tip of the sword, bringing a hint of moisture to the parched ground, and also meant the end of the duration of the hundred heads shot. Mo Jun raised his head and looked at the only remaining trialist on the battlefield, the necromancer.

"Let them go." Mo Jun's gaze turned to the two boys, and he whispered, "Spare your life." ”

"You... You—" Looking at the other trialists who were still alive a few seconds ago, the necromancer didn't know if he was in a panic or angry, he trembled, "You, you are the talker. ”

"Or kill you, and it will also relieve their state of fear." Mo Jun looked at the necromancer's eyes and said, "Give you five seconds." ”

Looking at the back of the necromancer leaving in a hurry, Mo Jun suddenly frowned, and two giant claws made of frost flames suddenly appeared behind him and slammed them towards the back, and two more trembling boys appeared out of thin air in the giant claws.

"Shall I allow you to leave?" Mo Jun turned around and looked at the two boys who had woken up from fear and fallen into deeper despair, "This is your attitude towards your life-saver?" ”

The big boy looked at Mo Jun in horror, even if he hadn't cultivated to a human form for a few years, but the fact that his natural skills were easily interrupted by the humans in front of him made him realize that Mo Jun was definitely not easy to mess with, so he let go of the idea of doing some actions, and hesitated how to communicate with him - at least the other party was right, Mo Jun did save them in the hands of a group of trialists.

"Brother Shadow Warrior." The boy suddenly spoke, his tone revealing a thick cry, and finally he really couldn't help but shed two lines of clear tears, "Brother Shadow Wu died like this, and he didn't even have a chance to leave the demon bead, so how can I go back and explain to Sister Shadow Dance." ”

The child's cry made Mo Jun standing in the midst of the corpses a little upset, but then he sighed: if he had already mixed into this team of trialists, the big brother of the shadow martial arts in their mouths would not have died.

Three days ago, Mo Jun had spotted this sneaky team in the wilderness, and after some observation, Mo Jun was sure that they were the trialists of the rival camp, and they had a rather obvious goal - the same goal as him, the Shadow Demon Village. Mo Jun watched them intercept the Shadow Demon Clan caravan with a large amount of supplies, and when they were engaged in the battle with the trialists who served as guards, they successfully gained the trust of the captain, that is, the necromancer, with their combat exploits, because it was originally a team put together, so no one doubted Mo Jun's joining, not to mention that he also deliberately killed several trialists from the monk camp.

Unfortunately, as the ultimate goal, Shadow Warrior was first set on fire and killed, and his body was made into a living corpse by a necromancer using spells to lure the Shadow Demon Village open.

However, even if Mo Jun explained, I'm afraid the two boys wouldn't believe it.

"A dignified warrior, what kind of ability is it to make a crying child, there is a kind of going to an angel to fight alone."

Asacheer's joking voice sounded in Mo Jun's heart, and Mo Jun said helplessly: "You are in the mood to complain, it is clear that there is indeed a 'ding' here, right?" ”

"Of course, there are very strong fluctuations, and I'm afraid there is more than one ding." The demon replied in the affirmative, "Someone... No, there's a demon coming, you get ready. ”

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