Chapter 157: It's too sweet

"I guess...... There were twenty-three people outside, and all of them were cultivators of the Mortal Realm, there were five monks at the sixth level of the Mortal Realm, and one was at the seventh level of the Mortal Realm. Mo Liang revealed the results of his divine sense investigation.

"It's a lie!" Mo Wan'er's eyes widened, and her expression was incredulous......

Ambush outside, it is the Luo Men led by Boss Luo and others.

In the past few days, they have successfully ambushed several groups of monks who have come out of Stonehenge.

These monks had a great deal of trouble to find their way out of Stonehenge, but they never imagined that what awaited them outside was not freedom, but a terrible slaughter.

The people of Luomen, who were recuperating and waiting for the rabbits, ambushed and killed these scattered monks who had finally come out of Stonehenge and were exhausted, and it was simply effortless.

Most recently, they ambushed a small team of six led by a bald man, and they gained a lot......

Mo Liang used his divine sense and insight to get a rough idea of the enemy situation outside.

If it were him, it would be very easy to get out of here, just ride the little white worm all the way out.

But if you want to take Mo Wan'er and Lin Zhinan, it will be very difficult.

Just as Mo Liang was thinking about the time to break the game, suddenly, a deafening roar sounded from outside Stonehenge.

"Boom-"

Immediately afterward, the shouts of killing in the sky were overwhelming, and the agitated source qi raged outside Stonehenge, and in the chaotic source qi, one after another powerful scorching true source was like a huge wave during a tsunami, * one after another, one wave after another, and one wave after another, rapidly expanding to the surrounding area with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Even Mo Liang and the others in Stonehenge could clearly feel this powerful wave of scorching heat.

Li Tie and the others looked at each other:

"What a strong source qi fluctuation!"

"It's not the source gas fluctuation, it's the true source fluctuation. Mo Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting......

Outside Stonehenge, a fierce battle is taking place between the two forces.

One of them, the Luo Sect led by Boss Luo, has more than 20 people.

On the Ling side, there were only three people, two men and one woman, all of whom were young people, and the oldest looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

And it was the three young people who were frantically slaughtering the people of Luomen in an almost crushing posture.

Many of the people in the Luo Sect didn't even touch the corners of the clothes of these three people, and they were burned all over their bodies by the scorching heat that raged in the air, and then their throats were sealed by a sword......

These three young people are all masters of the True Source Realm!

A little older, a man and a woman who were about eighteen or nineteen years old were dressed in red stripes and white, and they were all masters of the first layer of the True Source Realm.

And the boy who looked a little younger than the two of them, only seventeen or eighteen years old, was a master of the two layers of the True Source Realm!

This young man is wearing a red and white robe, fresh clothes like fire, his eyes are like swords, his eyebrows are like knives, and there is a domineering arrogance between his eyebrows, which makes people dare not look at him.

The true source around his body was red, and the red true source condensed into substance, making his body seem to be covered with raging flames.

The long sword in his hand spat out a tongue of fire, and with a wave of the long sword, the flames surged, forming a surging momentum, and where he passed, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and the surging flames devoured the mortal realm monks who were against him......

Within three minutes of the start of the battle, most of the people in Luo Men had already been killed and wounded, and Luo Boss was also injured by the scorching heat that was raging in the air, and his face was gray, and his body was smoking, looking very embarrassed.

Boss Luo's face is bitter, regretting not being at the beginning!

Three minutes earlier, the trio had passed by to enter Stonehenge.

Boss Luo saw that these three people were young, and felt that their cultivation was only the appearance of breaking the third or fourth layer of the mortal realm, so he had evil intentions and prepared to rob and kill these three people.

But he never expected that these three young people would all suppress their cultivation, and their true cultivation was actually the True Source Realm.

In just one face, the Luo Men people suffered heavy losses, and Luo Boss had the intention of retreating, and wanted to lead the people to retreat, but he wanted to cry without tears and found that these three people were so fierce when they moved, and they had already surrounded them.

This posture is to exterminate them here!

Boss Luo still doesn't know where he is, he kicked the iron plate this time.

"Three brothers, I, Boss Luo, have no eyes and have offended you, I am willing to apologize to the three, and do my best to compensate the three, and ask the three to raise their noble hands and let me wait. Boss Luo, who was very inward-looking, pleaded bitterly.

"If the apology is useful, more than a million people will not die in the northern realm every year!" said the young man on the second floor of the True Source Realm with a sneer.

The next moment, a hissing fire snake appeared on his long sword, the young man's true source was released, the sword flew, and the terrifying fire snake flew away in the sky, opened the brazier mouth, and the raging flames directly devoured Boss Luo.

"Ah!!h

In a terrible scream, Boss Luo smoked all over his body and fell to the ground as black as charcoal......

At the entrance to Stonehenge, Mo Liang smiled and shook his head.

The exercises practiced by these three True Source Realm masters were in the same vein as the exercises of the four Heavenly Yan Sect disciples that Mo Liang had encountered in the Breaking Mortal Forest.

Mo Liang thought about it with his toes and knew that these three people were all from the Tianyan Sect.

Mo Liang didn't expect that the Heavenly Yan Sect would be so righteous, not only telling him the news of the Flame Spirit, but also helping others to help him when he encountered an unbreakable stalemate, which was simply too intimate.

Thinking about the "good things" he had done to the Tianyan Sect before, Mo Liang felt a little embarrassed.

As for the real purpose of these three people coming to the Fire King Valley, they don't need to ask to know that they must have come for the Spirit of Flame.

Mo Liang instructed the little white insect to transform into form, retracted into his arms, and then walked out of Stonehenge with Mo Wan'er and the others.

When everyone came to the outside of Stonehenge, more than 20 people from Luo Sect had already died at the hands of three Tianyan Sect disciples.

Outside Stonehenge, as far as the eye can see, even the ground is burned black, and countless light smoke rises from the ground, coming from charred corpses......

Looking at the messy ground and the corpses everywhere, Li Tie and the others secretly smacked their tongues, with more than 20 enemies and one tea, they all wiped out the opposite side, and no one was injured, is this the terrifying power of the masters of the True Source Realm? Sure enough, it is not a monk who breaks the mortal realm that can be compared.

And watching Mo Liang and the five people walk out of the Stonehenge, the young man of the two layers of the True Source Realm moved lightly and pointed at the four of them, his horizontal eyebrows and cold fingers, as if his eyes were right, and the true source of his body was faintly moving, as if it was about to gush out at any time and attack the four people.

"Who are you!" the boy said with a thunderous voice.