Mo Liang expanded his divine sense, shuttled through Stonehenge, and in turn began to look for Feng Qiang and the others.

It didn't take long for Mo Liang to sense the aura of a fourth-layer cultivator of the Mortal Realm, and he quickly approached it.

Until now, Mo Liang didn't know the origin of Feng Qiang and the others, and he didn't even know Feng Qiang's name, he originally wanted to ask this person to see if he could ask for any useful information.

But Mo Liang never expected that when he approached this person with a kind face, raised his hand, and before he could say hello, this monk of the fourth layer of the Mortal Realm actually directly drew a long sword and stabbed at him!

It was as if Mo Liang would release some vicious secret weapon when he raised his hand to greet him.

Mo Liang was dumbfounded for a moment, what is the situation, could it be that this guy recognizes himself!?

It's impossible, he's changed his face, even his clothes have changed, and his cultivation has increased by one level compared to before, this person has no reason to recognize himself.

Mo Liangyu moved his body in confusion and dodged the sword of this fourth-layer cultivator of the Mortal Realm.

This man did not give up, wielding a long sword to chop, slash, slash, and chop, with a fierce momentum, and chased after Mo Liang.

"Isn't this a madman?" Mo Liang was extremely puzzled, but he didn't dare to react slowly, tossing and turning under his feet, his body was agile, and he dodged this person's attack.

With Mo Liang's current skills and the assistance of the power of insight, this cultivator of the fourth layer of the Mortal Realm had no ability to hurt him at all.

Soon, Mo Liang keenly noticed that this person's long sword had a gap, his clothes were torn, and there were blood stains, and it seemed that he had fought fiercely with people.

And the man's eyes were bloodshot, and the word haggard was written on his dark eyes and slightly pale face, like a prisoner in the Colosseum.

Mo Liang thought that this man was being hunted down and killed, and regarded himself as an enemy, so he opened his mouth to explain:

"Big brother, you can see clearly before you do it, I'm not your enemy, I just want to ask you about someone. ”

"Don't try to lie to me!" the man shouted in a hoarse voice, and the offensive increased rather than decreased.

Mo Liang shook his head, then he didn't spare his hand, grabbed the flaw of his sword, his speed increased suddenly, he flew in front of him, and quickly clicked two fingers.

One finger at the man's wrist knocked the sword in his hand flying, and the other pointed at the man's chest and knocked it out.

The man was wailing on the ground, and Mo Liang came to him with a sigh behind his back.

"You're too unfriendly, aren't you, don't say that you recognize the wrong person, even if you really have a grudge, what kind of grudge can't you say well, do you have to fight and kill?"

Seeing that Mo Liang didn't mean to kill himself, this person secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had met a good man and a woman.

He sat up from the ground clutching his chest and looked at Mo Liang with some uncertainty:

"You...... Who are you?"

"I'm a good person!"

"Yes...... What's the matter?"

"Ask you about someone, and kill him. Mo Liang grinned.

“？？？”

This person was stunned, who just said what hatred and grudges can't be said properly, he has to fight and kill...... Believe your nonsense, I really think you are a good person.

"You...... Who do you want to inquire?" the man couldn't help but get nervous again.

Feng Qiang has a striking scar on his shoulder and neck, which is very easy to describe, Mo Liang just said a few words, and this person suddenly said:

"You're talking about Feng Qiang, do you want to kill him!?"

A hatred of the same enemy instantly rose on the man's face.

"Yes, you know this man?"

"I know it when it turns to ashes!"

Subsequently, this person told Mo Liang all the information he knew about Feng Qiang and the Shahai Gang, and briefly talked about what happened in Stonehenge, Mo Liang couldn't help but be stunned for a while after hearing it.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to make a move, this Stonehenge had already fallen into a bloody storm, and these people who chased and killed him killed each other first, causing people to panic, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

Because it was Feng Qiang and others, it was even more shameless to start killing people and goods.

Mo Liang thought for a moment, and then thought about it. As the people were trapped in Stonehenge for longer, and when the savings in their pockets were depleted, the question of survival lay ahead. Therefore, this Feng Qiang made the first move, frantically plundering other people's bags, in order to accumulate resources, so as to last longer than others and increase his chances of getting out of Stonehenge alive......

"This old thing is really ruthless. Mo Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he opened his mouth to ask this person about Feng Qiang's whereabouts, seeing this person shaking his head, Mo Liang didn't continue to ask anything.

Surprisingly, this time Mo Liang not only snatched this person's bag, but also threw a pill that he had just refined to him.

This person held the pill in the palm of his hand in disbelief, and was pleasantly surprised to find that this pill was in excellent condition.

He had gone through four or five battles in the past two days, large and small, and the reserve of elixir had already been exhausted, which was exactly what he needed, it was simply a relief in disguise.

Holding the pill given to him by Mo Liang in his hand, he couldn't help but have some tears in his eyes, and sighed that Mo Liang was really a good person!

This person put away the elixir like a treasure, and was about to thank Mo Liang, but he was surprised to find that the young man with a scar on his brow who was still in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

This man's heart couldn't help but be shocked, he didn't even know when the "good guy" left! And he didn't even have time to ask his name! What a good deed without leaving a name.

And it wasn't until this moment that he realized that this young man with a scar on his brow seemed to be just a monk at the third level of the Mortal Realm, one level lower than himself.

"Just breaking through the third layer of the mortal realm, it's ...... That's it...... Who the hell is this boy?"

......

Mo Liang continued to explore in Stonehenge, and from time to time saw some dead corpses drenched in blood, and couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, the cruelty of the Xiuzhen world and the sinister nature of human nature were vividly displayed in Stonehenge.

At this moment, Mo Liang's divine consciousness was not far away, and he felt the fierce source qi fluctuations and a large number of monks' aura, among which there were several that he was very familiar with. Mo Liang's body immediately turned into a soaring shadow and flew towards it.

Not far away, the two forces have been fighting for a long time.

On the side that dominated the scene, there were eight or nine people, all of them like bandits, showing their crazy colors under the baptism of blood, fighting more and more ruthlessly, with a burly man with a shocking scar on his shoulder and neck being the most prominent.

This burly and sturdy man waved the Pu knife in his hand wildly, and the violent source qi surged out from around his body, and blood rushed out between his slashes, and people were constantly slashed by him.

This man is Feng Qiang, and this group of people who occupy the upper hand on the scene is none other than the Shahai Gang!

Feng Qiang slaughtered frantically in the crowd, until a black-faced man rolled up with a surging power and rushed up with a spear in his hand, which stopped Feng Qiang's slaughter.