"Whew, I'm tired brother. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mo Yan sat on the ground and wiped the sweat from his face, not caring about the puddle of mud and sewage that splashed up.

The Void Sword slowly melted into the Void, the sharp and piercing blade was like a sheath, calming the ripples and fluctuations of the space, and who could know the ultimate soul himself's biggest killing move?

The Banyan Tree Demon can be said to have been annihilated in an instant, and when the blade slashed through the head, it died extremely thoroughly.

Mo Yan said lonely: "Why can everyone stop me at the cost of their lives? I'm the end soul, I'm going to kill..."

"This strength, no matter how domineering and powerful it is, it doesn't belong to me after all."

"Why die in vain?"

"Soul .. Immortal! ”

Mo Yan raised his head suddenly, and immediately fell down when he heard the sound, hiding vigilantly in the only remaining grass on the ground. His heart was beating violently, and Mo Yan frowned worriedly.

Could it be that there is another enemy? What can I do, the magic power in my whole body has long been squandered under that earth-shattering blow, and now I am no different from a mortal.

"Soul Immortal!" It was the old voice that came from nowhere, lingering in the ears of Mo Yan.

"Soul Immortal?" Mo Yan muttered in a low voice, and randomly wondered, "What is that?" ”

"Don't hide, I know you're here."

Mo Yan suddenly turned his head and said secretly: "It's not good, there are still people here!" ”

"Soul Immortal!"

"Soul Immortal!"

The sound of this sea of vicissitudes never seemed to go away, and it cried tirelessly that it had to find this man.

Mo Yan heard that the whole person was not good, but he still had to endure it.

"Soul Immortal!"

"Soul Immortal!"

"In the grass! , are you tired of lying down, I'm tired if you're not tired! Get out of here right now! ”

Mo Yan retreated for some distance, ready to wait and see what happened.

"You can do it, come out." It's all compromised.

Mo Yan was still unmoved, but her good-looking brows were still twisted together, as if she remembered some bad memories.

"Don't retreat, don't retreat, little brother, I beg you, come out."

Mo Yan scratched his head and wondered, "Could it be that I'm the only one here?" ”

"That's right!"

Mo Yan was startled, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Oops, careless."

A vine passed through the mud and firmly tied Mo's legs and feet to lift Mo's death.

A small sapling complained: "It's been five hundred years, why are you still so difficult to invite." ”

Mo Yan sneered boldly, "I know you're calling me." ”

"Damn, why are you annoyed!"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Yes, even Sichuan dialect can be spoken." ”

"That's it, and I've lived for nine hundred years." The little sapling said: "If it weren't for you, with my qualifications, I would have soared to the immortal on weekdays. That's still going to have to be a nest here. ”

"I don't understand Dengxian, but you say that I hurt it? Even just a hundred years ago, when I wasn't even a sperm worm, how could I hurt you? "Mo Yan feels that the worst outcome is just death, and he will be more individualized when he speaks.

"Sperm?"

"Oh, forgot you didn't."

"Don't worry about those, anyway, you can't be wrong with a soul immortal, and my task will be completed." The little sapling said indifferently: "Hey, the one above is the exit, and the one below is the task clearance reward, so I'll go first, bye." With that, the little sapling waved humanely, and the tender branches turned into a bright green light.

"Eh, eh, don't go!"

The little sapling didn't even bother with him.

Mo Yan muttered a few words angrily, and sat on the ground looking decadent.

He rolled his eyes wide and said:

"What is a gift****** Lao Tzu's mana is all gone, how can Lao Tzu mix in the wilderness? How else can I kill people and set fires, and do all kinds of evil? Flirting with a woman from a good family? ”

Thinking of the hard life in the future, he couldn't help but scold: "**** immortal banban." ”

……

……

Mo Yan looked at it silently for a long time, and said angrily: "What kind of gift is this?" ”

It turned out that there was a rectangular sarcophagus in front of the foam, about two foam wrinkles, four foam wrecks long, and one muse high.

The sarcophagus is strangely large, the same as white jade, but the most strange thing for Mo Yan is that there is the best soul-nourishing stone in the jade, how can this strange stone that nourishes pets and nourishes people's souls be used to raise a dead person?

Mo Yan shook his head and sighed: "An ordinary soul nourishing stone must have at least one million gold, a high-quality one will cost ten million, and a supreme soul nourishing stone will cost more than one billion, you can buy a good treasure at this price, I really don't know who is so extravagant to raise a dead person, it is simply inhumane." ”

"Cruelty."

"No, you have to deduct it and sell it."

Mo Yan was finally overjoyed, and picked up a few supreme soul nourishing stones in vain, afraid that he was laughing in his dreams.

Hit, knock, smash, kick, kick, gnaw, no matter how much the foam is tossed, this thing just won't come down.

"I've bitten you, and you don't give me face?"

"Shame, shame."

Mo Yan touched his head, sat on the ground in confusion, and said, "What does that little sapling want to express?" ”

"A coffin, a soul stone, gold crystal and white jade, what else did I not find?"

Mo Yan groped for it with the palm of his hand and found that the coffin lid was smooth and delicate, spotless.

After thinking about it, he pushed the lid of the coffin, but the lid and the coffin were like one, and there was not even a trace of seam. The foam can't be pushed, let alone opened.

Looking up at the exit directly above the sarcophagus, Mo Yan pondered for a moment whether to leave here, and not to have any gifts or anything.

Leah's mission takes time, but according to Leah, time is still very urgent and cannot be delayed; I was hunted down by several major sects, and now how many people in the world have a place for themselves?

Although the swordsmen of Tiannan Mountain are not bad to themselves, and although the lone wolves in some wilderness mountains are also very kind to themselves, Mo Yan is not this kind of person who relies on others.

So Mo Yan was silent again, thinking about making one last attempt, if it didn't work, he would try to make a mark, and wait until his strength was restored to come and take a look, and completely pocket this item that belonged to him.

In this way, Mo Yan used a nether sigh. The icy flames and the evil lightning will not hurt the Foam Death at all because of the loss of his magic power, but the intention of protecting the Lord is even greater.

The slash he attempted did not leave any marks on the sarcophagus.

"Damn, this is too against the sky."

"Forget it, let me leave a mark and get it again tomorrow!"

Then he peed on the edge of the sarcophagus.

"Oh, cool." The expression is simply ecstatic.

"Hey, why does it hurt so much?" Mo Yan touched his injured shoulder, and a trace of blood gushed out, seeping through his clothes.

"Looks like we're going to have to find a herb to heal the wounds."

Mo Yan shook his head again, glanced at the sarcophagus like a lover, then stepped on it, and said, "Honey, wait for me to come back." ”

After that, he pressed his hand against the stone wall of the cave entrance and stood up.

"Oops, it's a, it hurts..."

"Shhhhh Why is it still bleeding? ”

A drop of blood splattered and lightly dotted on the sarcophagus. In an instant, the sarcophagus burst out with a blue light that was brighter than the light emanating from the large hole in the exit.

"Click..."

The lid of the sarcophagus turned illusory, something gradually became clear, and the sarcophagus opened.

"It turned out that it was for my blood."

A strange smell came to my face.

"This is, Giant Wood Essence! A pool full of them! Mo Yan cried with joy, when had he ever seen so much money?

"It's gone! Die to earn without losing! No, what's in this? Mo Yan jumped down suspiciously, and took a closer look.

"People?"

Gradually, Mo Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes widened, he touched his nose in hindsight, and said:

"Oh, it's dry, it's supposed to be on fire."