After Mo Tingxuan got rid of the Huangfu Dragon Fight, he did not hesitate at all, and rushed directly to the Cao family's mansion on Rakshasa Street.

"Who are you?" In the Cao family's mansion, Cao Xuanliang looked at the few people in front of him with a vigilant face and said.

A man with a feather fan touched his chin and said, "No, this little ghost should be a soul, how can something happen?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhuge , this Cao Xuanliang is a member of the Cao family, killing him is a great benefit to the great cause of the lord. ”

Zhuge shook the feather fan, looked at the person who spoke indifferently, slapped the person suddenly, and said: "Shut up, although he is the Cao family, he is not the inheritor of the Cao family's bloodline, he is not a spiritual person, even if he kills him, what is the use?"

Looking at Zhuge with a gloomy face, the man seemed to know his mistake, slowly lowered his head, and said, "Strategist, then what should we do?"

Zhuge squinted his eyes, looked at Cao Xuanliang, and said, "The task now is to bring this little ghost Cao Xuanliang back to the lord and let the lord decide." ”

And Mo Tingxuan also returned to the Cao family's mansion at this time, glanced at the spirit locust tree, and said, "Sign in." ”

"Ding, the sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the artifact - Burial Heaven. As he spoke, a blood-red artifact was quietly erected in front of Mo Tingxuan.

At this time, Zhao Gongming suddenly appeared beside Mo Tingxuan and exclaimed, "This is the forbidden weapon?"

Mo Tingxuan looked at Zhao Gongming with some confusion and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Gongming looked at the burial sky with a cautious face, and said: "The lord doesn't know, this forbidden weapon is called the burial sky, and it is said that there was a supreme strong man in the ancient period, who fought with the sky with the burial heaven in his hand, and finally made the unparalleled heaven in the world shed blood, so it is called the name of this sword called the burial sky." ”

When Mo Tingxuan heard this, he loved this sword more and more, touched the body of the sword, and said to Futian in a deep voice: "The artifact has a spirit, this seat promises you, I will take you to fight in the heavens and all worlds, and I will never live up to your prestige, now tell this seat your choice!"

As he spoke, Mo Tingxuan wanted to take the burial heaven into his hand, but the burial heaven did not directly surrender to the burial heaven like other creatures summoned by the system, but when the burial heaven was about to touch the burial sky, the sword body trembled suddenly, and it was out of the control of the ink thunder xuan.

At this time, Mo Tingxuan's face was a little unbearable, and he said secretly: "System, how did you do it?"

"Ding Dong, the name of this sword is called Burial Heaven, it has the ability to bury the sky, unless the strength of the host is recognized by the burial sky, the burial sky cannot really become the host's blade, and it reminds the host that the burial sky is a Hongmeng treasure, killing people without staining cause and effect. ”

When Mo Tingxuan heard this, his pupils couldn't help but shrink deeply, but at this time, Zhao Gongming patted Mo Tingxuan's shoulder, covered his forehead and said, "Lord, there are strong spiritual power fluctuations in it. ”

"Cao family?" Before Mo Tingxuan could react, a group of people paced out of the mansion, and the person who shook the feather fan looked at Mo Tingxuan and asked with some vigilance.

Mo Tingxuan didn't pay attention to Zhuge , but looked at a man in black beside Zhuge and said, "Has the Tiangang Dragon Rider Guard already put his hand into my Rakshasa Street?"

When the man heard this, his pupils shrank deeply, and he obviously said with some surprise: "How do you know about the Tiangang Dragon Guard?"

Mo Tingxuan narrowed his eyes and said to Zhao Gongming: "Gongming, save Xiao Xuanliang for me!"

"The last general obeys the order!" Zhao Gongming bounced slightly, thirty-six sea god beads appeared in his hand, and looking at the black-clothed man in front of him, he couldn't help but have a dignified look in his eyes.

"I can't give it to you!" The man in black looked at Zhao Gongming with some surprise, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said.

"Give people to him. ”

As soon as these words came out, the man in black's smile couldn't help but gradually freeze, and said a little frantically: "Why?"

Huangfu Long Dou's figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Tingxuan, glanced at Mo Tingxuan with some cold arrogance, and said to the man in black: "Don't care so much, I'll let you give him people." ”

"This is Huangfu Longdou's words, who is the ghost talisman three-way?" Mo Tingxuan stared at Huangpu Longdou, with a hint of surprise and puzzlement in his eyes.

And the man in black still seemed to be a little unwilling, but he didn't dare to refute Huangfu Longdou's words, threw Cao Xuanliang to Zhao Gongming, snorted slightly, and said: "If you are lucky this time, it will not be so easy next time." ”

After speaking, he jumped a few times and left here, and Zhuge looked at the departing man in black, his face couldn't help but become iron-blue, and said, "Since the matter is settled, then we will also leave." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to leave here, but Mo Tingxuan suddenly blocked in front of Zhuge and said, "Where is my Rakshasa Street where you can come and leave when you say you want?"

Zhuge looked slightly ugly, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, what do you want?"

Mo Tingxuan showed a hint of banter on his face, and said, "I don't want to do anything, but since I'm here, let's leave something and leave." ”

"Hmph. Zhuge looked at Mo Tingxuan with a pale face, gritted his teeth and said: "Rakshasa Street Soul General, do you really want to do such a desperate job? You must know that you will leave a line in your work and see each other in the future." ”

Mo Tingxuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "When you wanted to rob my younger brother Cao Xuanliang just now, why didn't you say this?"

Zhuge looked at Mo Tingxuan's eyes, and couldn't help but flash a cold glow, and said, "You know, I'm ......." ”

But before Zhuge finished speaking, Mo Tingxuan directly interrupted Zhuge and said: "I don't care who you are, I don't care where you are, you have to abide by the rules of Rakshasa Street in Rakshasa Street, if you don't follow the rules, I will kill you, and no one will dare to avenge you." ”

Speaking of this, Mo Tingxuan's voice paused slightly, and his eyes were full of banter when he looked at Zhuge and said, "Who do you say will start a war for a dead man?"

"You ......!" Zhuge looked at the banter in Mo Tingxuan's eyes, trembling with anger, and then seemed to accept this fact, and said, "Okay, what do you want?"

Mo Tingxuan pointed at Cao Xuanliang with a smile and said, "My brother is not a spirit host, I want you to hand over that guardian spirit to be my brother's guardian spirit." ”

"Madman, do you know what that guardian spirit is?" said Zhuge with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

But Mo Tingxuan said with slight disdain: "It's just a demon beast, it's cheap for him to be my brother's guardian spirit." ”

"Whew!" Zhuge exhaled helplessly and said, "That's it." ”

As he spoke, he threw a bottle to Mo Tingxuan and said, "This bottle contains that guardian spirit. ”

After speaking, he shook his head helplessly and left here.