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Mo Hu, who had long been frightened by Zhan Yibai's sword, did not hesitate anymore and wanted to escape from this hall.

As for Lu Jiao's position of power, bullshit, has his own little life?

It's a big deal, gather your original junior brother, return to Qixialing, and be your own king of Xiaoyao Mountain.

"Want to run? Hmph, sure! Seeing that the sword light transformed by Zhan Yibai had chased behind Lang Mo's ass, he could still keenly perceive Mo Hu's movements, and spit out a word in a cold voice.

Click!

Throwing off his four hooves, the ink tiger who had already jumped into the air rapidly, his whole body was suddenly restrained by a magical force, and he watched his completely stiff body, and after losing his demonic power, he fell to the ground out of inertia.

The moment the two front hooves hit the ground, they immediately suffered an unimaginable force of shock, but because of the stiffness of the joints, they could not bend the cushion, and they were broken alive.

It hurts my heart, and what is even more sad is that Mo Hu has now been deprived of even the right to howl, and his huge body has fallen in a pool of blood.

Oh!!!

Almost at the same time, Lang Mo's screams were also heard.

Zhan Yibai, who came first, stabbed with a sword, straight into Lang Mo's buttocks.

The sword is half a foot into the flesh, according to this posture, the next moment, maybe you can go straight to the hilt of the sword, and give Lang Mo a sugar gourd.

"Privileges, Howling Moon. Oh!!!!! ”

At the moment of life and death crisis, Lang Mo had no reservations, and turned over the boxes and cabinets to take out the ability to save his life.

The long wolf howl, soaring upward, actually shot through the roof of the main hall.

A ray of moonlight shone down from the hole in the roof, just enveloping Lang Mo.

Boom!!!

A powerful force suddenly radiated out from Lang Mo's body, shining brightly, and it actually pushed Zhan Yi out of ten zhang away.

"Privilege, this Lang Mo has awakened privilege. Nima, it's deep enough. All the demon generals present were shocked.

The privilege is for demon cultivation, and the magic power is for the mysterious beast, and its allure is by no means something that outsiders can empathize with. And the difficulty in this made the vast majority of demon cultivators and mysterious beasts sigh and even feel hopeless.

As far as the demon cultivators in this hall are concerned, almost all of them have reached the Nine Rank Taixuan Realm, except for Zhan Yibai and Sun Wukong, the only one who really has the privilege is Lang Mo.

Wrapped in the golden moonlight, it can be clearly seen that the blood hole behind Lang Mo's buttocks is closing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in a moment's time, it will disappear, and there is not even a trace of scarring.

Lang Mo under the moonlight also became extremely peaceful, and he no longer returned to the violent and vicious nature of his daily life, judging two people.

Zhan Yibai was a little hesitant and turned his head to face Sun Wukong.

The facial features have been lost, but people can see the hesitation at a glance.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong knew it, but he shook his head.

Outsiders can't see the meaning of this pantomime between the two, but as the person concerned, how can they not understand.

In fact, Lang Mo thought that he was covering it up very well, even when Lu Jiao attacked Wolf's Head Mountain, even if he surrendered, he did not have the privilege to use it. But I don't know that the secret on his body has never escaped anyone's eyes from beginning to end.

Monkey king.

Since the monkey hair turned into a monkey was taken away by Sun Wukong, there is a touch of gold in his eyes.

Later, Sun Wukong told Zhan Yibai that this was actually a privilege for him, and his name was Fiery Eyes.

This privilege has no attack ability, but it has unimaginable magic, but all demon cultivators, under these eyes, have nothing to hide. It was precisely because of this that he recognized the identity of Zhan Yibai Sword Demon at first sight.

Not only that, but the fiery eyes can even see some other hidden things on the demon cultivator's body, such as ...... Privilege.

Of course, it is possible, but not necessarily. In other words, as long as the method is done properly or for some other reason, it can still avoid the scrutiny.

For example, Zhan Yibai, Sun Wukong admitted frankly that he couldn't see whether he had any privileges. As for the reason, it is also very simple, Zhan Yibai's body was covered with great magical powers.

Not to mention the Monkey King, even if it is like a come, it is not easy to see through the exhibition and white. As for who did it, it must not be difficult to guess.

But obviously, Lang Mo didn't have that good luck. Almost the first time he met Sun Wukong, the secret of his privileges had been exposed.

All along, Sun Wukong has intended to let Zhan Yibai test Lang Mo. It's just that, firstly, the time for Lang Mo to return to obedience is too short and there is no chance to do it, and secondly, Lang Mo is also extremely forbearing, and it is not until today that he has succeeded.

The reason why Zhan Yibai looked at Sun Wukong hesitantly was to consult.

Since becoming a military advisor, Sun Wukong has been privately enveloping all the demon generals who have returned to him, and it is precisely because of this that there is a situation where other demon generals are watching coldly except for Lang Mo and Mohu today. The reason why there are these two variables is that Mohu is brainless, and he is extremely disgusted with Sun Wukong's deception at the beginning, so he refused without waiting for Sun Wukong to hand over an olive branch. As for Lang Mo, it was still because it was too late to submit to him, and he didn't have time to win it over.

If Lang Mo hadn't stood up so early today, Zhan Yibai would not have done anything to him at all, and it would not have led to the current situation of not dying.

Zhan Yibai hesitated, asking Sun Wukong's opinion if he needed to show mercy to his subordinates and subdue him.

And Sun Wukong's shaking his head was an answer.

Lang Mo's privilege was forced out by Zhan Yibai, but Sun Wukong was disappointed.

Well-informed, he can see at a glance that this privilege called "Xiaoyue" is really a chicken rib, and it has no attack power, except for being able to temporarily save his life and heal his injuries, it is useless.

The so-called wise man sees wisdom, this Xiaoyue's privilege is not powerful, as long as it is not fatal, he can rely on the moonlight to heal his injuries in a very short period of time, and he has an extra life at a critical juncture. But for Sun Wukong, especially what he wants to do in the future, this privilege is really not of much use.

Now that his face has been torn today, and Lang Mo's privilege is chicken, leaving Lang Mo's life is undoubtedly a problem for raising tigers.

Sun Wukong's shaking of his head showed his intentions, and finally sentenced Lang Mo to death.

Zhan Yibai, who understood Sun Wukong's intentions, no longer had any worries, seeing that Lang Mo's privileges had not ended, at this time, he was blocked by the moonlight and had no power to kill him, so let's put it first, isn't there another goal?

Thinking of this, Zhan Yibai's face, which had no facial features, turned to Mo Hu, who was still imprisoned by the immobilization technique.

Unable to move, unable to speak, watching Zhan Yibai walk towards him step by step, under the shroud of death, where is the majesty of Mohu at this time, and his wide eyes are full of pleading.

"If you do not die, you will not die." If you want to blame it, you did it to me first. Zhan Yibai, who fell to Mo Hu's side, said coldly, and the demon sword in his hand fell without hesitation.

Burst!

The blood flashed, and a huge tiger head rolled down...... Ink Tiger, Fall!

……

"It's your turn."

Lang Mo, who had disappeared from Xiaoyue's privileges and returned to his peak state, did not have the slightest joy at this time, especially when he heard Zhan Yibai's strange sound with metal sonority, the wolf's body couldn't help trembling.

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to be a slave, even your mount." Mo Hu's experience made Lang Mo, who fell into infinite fear, not even want a minimum of dignity.

"Mounts?" Zhan Yibai's steps slowed down, and he couldn't stop looking Lang Mo up and down, as if he was quite interested in this proposal.

"Yes, yes. As long as you let me go, I will be your most humble slave and your mount from now on. Seeing that there was hope, Lang Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed, and emphasized busily.

"Well, actually, I've wanted a mount for a long time." Zhan Yibai was very moved, but the next moment was to make Lang Mo's joy for the rest of his life wither before it bloomed, "It's a pity that your coat color is too miscellaneous and not good-looking." Besides, I'd rather have a bird than one...... Dog. ”

Unconsciously, Zhan Yibai had slowly paced a few feet away from Lang Mo, and before his words fell, the sword light suddenly rose.

With a sword to seal his throat, Zhenyuan even crushed Lang Mo's vitality through the demon sword, not giving him the slightest chance to use his privileges.

This is also where Xiaoyue's privilege is the most frustrating. This privilege can only be activated suddenly without the knowledge of outsiders, and if you let the enemy take precautions, it will not give you a chance to bathe in the moonlight and return to life.

"Hehe, guys, are you still lucky?"

With the fall of Lang Mo's fate, Sun Wukong spoke in time, with a playful smile in his voice, which was undoubtedly said to other demon generals.

These demon generals seem to have been bought by Sun Wukong in private, but the human heart is the most fickle, especially in the face of the temptation of power, it is even more worthless, otherwise, Lang Mo and Mohu made trouble just now, and they would not have watched coldly.

It's just a group of wall grass, ambitious but not courageous, it's not as good as Lang Mo and Mohu, if it weren't for the value of use, Sun Wukong wouldn't even have the interest to take a look.

Now, relying on Zhan Yibai's thunderous means is undoubtedly the best time to beat them.

"The subordinates don't dare." Listening to Sun Wukong's words, and then looking at Zhan Yibai who was carrying a bloody sword on the side, all the demon generals were frightened, where was there the slightest hesitation, and they were busy kneeling and bowing.