Falling to the ground in embarrassment, the monk couldn't care about the pain all over his body, and he didn't even have time to look at Wang Hao, so he shouted in panic: "Don't, don't kill me." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing this, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and once again refreshed a new high of fear of death for the latter, and then coughed and said, "Say." ”

Hearing this, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Hao didn't make a move, then he still had a chance to escape.

struggled to get up from the ground, and after seeing Wang Hao's rough shape and image, he subconsciously shouted: "Wu clan? How can the Wics use spells. ”

As soon as these words came out, he immediately met Wang Hao's cold eyes, and the monk trembled with fright and didn't dare to speak again, so he hurriedly explained: "My name is Rat Daoren, and I came to Jiuying Mountain to ......."

After listening to the words of the rat Taoist, Wang Hao was stunned, and at the same time, he looked at the Jiuying Mountain with some surprise, and muttered: "I didn't expect that this Qilin clan would really bring all the court dramas of later generations to the stage." ”

Rat Dao people, in the late stage of Taiyi True Immortal, are also somewhat famous somewhere in the territory of the Qilin Clan, and this time they came here because of the invitation of Mo Yan.

As for what exactly the Rat Dao people do, they don't know, but according to Mo Yan's envoy, this Mo Yan intends to stand on his own in Jiuying Mountain, of course, not to break away from the Qilin clan, but to compete with his other brothers for the position of the Qilin prince.

Since Ancestor Qilin and Qingyun and others confronted each other in the Red Wind Desert hundreds of years ago, the latter has been dedicated to cultivation and has no intention of taking care of the affairs of the Qilin Clan.

This also led to the high-level leaders of the Qilin clan led by the eight princes, and among them, the ink crow was the most vocal, and almost ascended to the position of the crown prince to dominate the Qilin clan.

But the other seven princes were not to be outdone, which also led to the eight brothers falling apart, and the sixth prince Mo Yan saw that the form was not good for him, so he gathered a group of heroes, intending to let more monks join his team, so as to ascend to the position of the crown prince and completely suppress Mo Yao and others.

Of course, Wang Hao is not interested in this kind of drama of seizing the heir.

After all, the more noisy the Qilin Clan, the better it would be for him, at least while the eight brothers were fighting among themselves, it was impossible to pose any threat to the Blue Emperor Palace.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao planned to leave, after all, such a thing had nothing to do with him, and more important things were still waiting for him to do.

However, Wang Hao's contemplation made the rat Daoist think that the latter was not satisfied with the information he provided, and when he was worried and afraid, a spiritual light rose in his mind, and he suddenly shouted: "By the way, the six princes also said that they would invite us to eat five needles of pine cones, but it seems that there are only ten, so this time the gathering of immortals will inevitably need to fight." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Hao's footsteps couldn't help but pause.

Five-needle pine cone! Isn't that the fruit of the five-needle pine, one of the ten spiritual roots? Could it be that Mo Yan has five needles of pine in his hand?

Suddenly, Wang Hao's mind became active.

The innate ten spiritual roots, it is impossible to be famous in the wilderness without reason.

Among them, his body is Qinglian, his eyebrows are hollow willows, and Mu Sheng's body is ginseng fruit trees, which are all top-notch existences.

If it is really a five-needle pine, then it can't be missed, one of the ten innate spiritual roots can suppress luck, and for Wang Hao, the five-needle pine is even more useful, which must not be missed.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao's eyes looked at the rat Daoist and said, "What you said is true?" ”

Hearing this, the rat Dao people dared to be lazy, and hurriedly reassured: "This Wu clan master, what Xiaodao said is true, that's what the messenger who came to herald said, and that's why I came." ”

Nodding, the corners of Wang Hao's mouth slowly rose, and said, "Since this is the case, then you can go with peace of mind." ”

As he spoke, the Qingguang axe was pulled, and he directly hacked the rat Dao man to death, and the rat Dao man didn't know that it was because of his last remarks that Wang Hao wanted to kill him, if he knew, even if he came back to life, this rat Dao man would regret and die again.

Killing the rat Dao man, Wang Hao disposed of his corpse with a golden flame, and the thirty-six Tiangang Transformation Technique was cast, directly turning into the appearance of the Rat Dao man, carrying the inferior magic weapon on the ground and flying directly to Jiuying Mountain.

Not long after, Wang Hao came to the halfway point of Jiuying Mountain, and seeing that the rest of the monks were resting here, he also dodged and fell into the clouds.

I saw that in the entire field, there were already nearly 100 monks gathered, and most of them were in the late stage of Taiyi True Immortal, or even consummated.

And among them, the highest cultivation is none other than the six-sided false leaf, Zhen Yuanzi, and the monk in red robes, all of whom are Taiyi Golden Immortals.

While Wang Hao looked at the monks, the monks in the field also looked at him, and it was no surprise that the tangled face, those monks lost interest after taking a look, and even the monks who were about to come forward to talk stopped and chatted by themselves.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, and muttered: "I didn't expect that this tangled face is not useless." ”

Before he came, he was prepared to deal with these people, but he didn't want this rat man's appearance to be so lethal, and he didn't even have a conversation with him.

Of course, Wang Hao was also happy to be idle, so he just found a corner and sat down, constantly thinking about how to get the whereabouts of the five-needle pine from Mo Yan's mouth, or how to take it away if the five-needle pine was in his hands.

However, just as Wang Hao was thinking about it, the monk who had rescued Zhen Yuanzi in the Jiayu Plain before came to him and asked with a kind smile: "This fellow Daoist, what to call him!" ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao raised his head and looked at it, and when he saw the latter's smile that didn't seem to be fake, he was stunned in his heart, and then pretended to be cold and said: "Rat Dao people!" ”

If it was an ordinary monk who saw this scene, he would definitely not have the urge to continue chatting, but Wang Hao still underestimated the former, and saw him sit down in front of Wang Hao and said, "Poor Dao Hongyun, Rat Dao Friend is also here for the five-needle pine cone." ”

Red Cloud!

Hearing this, Wang Hao's half-raised head was raised, and his eyes were fixed on the white, fat, fat, big-eared guy in front of him, but his heart was stunned for a while.

No wonder this guy would risk a lot of trouble to save Zhen Yuanzi from the Jiayu Plain, no wonder this thing can be so cheeky, and this is the red cloud known as the good old man of the flood wilderness.

Of course, Wang Hao doesn't think that anyone can be a really good person, as far as the tragic battle situation like the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation is concerned, it is impossible for Hongyun to be able to stand alone without his reason.

In particular, he also felt a familiar aura from Hongyun's body, although he didn't remember who this breath was, but he must have encountered it, and it was even likely that only people who had been killed by him would feel like this.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Hao spoke; "Oh, Red Cloud Daoist friends are also here for the five-needle pine cone?" (To be continued.) )