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The small dam in front of the village is full of banquets, and the whole village gathers here, which is very lively.

The light of the red lanterns illuminates the place brightly, and it is very noisy and bustling with people coming and going.

The table was full of delicacies, made by the women of each family, and the aroma was fragrant.

Today is the annual Prayer Festival, and the whole village celebrates this grand festival.

At the same time, this night's banquet was prepared to welcome Mo Tianshao, who had been out for a long time.

The bonfire burns, and the children, under the guidance of adults, throw a thousand paper cranes that they fold with their own hands and write their wishes into the fire, and burn violently.

The adults danced happily around the bonfire, and Mo Tianshao was also dragged by his third uncle and third aunt to dance together.

The village chief and the elders of the village talked happily with each other.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

In the back mountain, in front of the grave where Mo Tianshao's parents were buried, a young man wearing a dark black robe embroidered with a blood-colored crescent moon stood quietly on the grave and was silent for a long time.

This young man's eyebrows are delicate, but his eyes are a little cold, full of cruelty and ruthlessness.

He looks seven points similar to Mo Tianshao.

Beside him, followed by an old man, who was ordinary-looking, the kind of existence that would not be noticed if he was thrown in the crowd.

Like the young man, the old man was dressed in a dark black robe with a blood-colored crescent, with his back bent and his cane, and the wind and candle were so old that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down.

The young man bowed slightly to the two desolate tombs, turned around, and looked at Mo Tianshao's village from afar, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Ghost Elder, tell me, should I meet with him?" The young man turned his back to the old man and said lightly.

"The young master has a heavy responsibility and a great enemy. At this time, it is not appropriate to meet, and think twice. The old man replied calmly.

"Yes! I have a heavy responsibility and a great enmity, and it is indeed not appropriate to meet. Moreover, I don't want to pull him into the whirlpool, maybe it would be better to let him live like this. ”

"Young Master Mingjian."

"Let's go!" The young man took one last look at the bustling little village, which disappeared like a ghost, and so did the old man.

In the village, Mo Tianshao, who was dancing the bonfire dance with the third uncle, the third aunt and others, seemed to have a sense in his heart, and his eyes looked in the direction of his parents' graves, and his face was confused.

"Is it a delusion?" He said to himself, he clearly felt a very familiar aura, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

The next day, early in the morning

Mo Tianshao got up early, accompanied the village chief and grandfather to exercise in the morning, boxed every day, and ran against the rising sun.

This is the habit of the village chief for many years, and Mo Tianshao has long been accustomed to it.

The eldest uncle, second uncle, and third uncle have already accompanied some young adults in the village to carry weapons into the mountains to hunt, and after the annual prayer festival, they will go deep into the mountains to hunt, which has almost become a custom in the village.

The women gathered together and weaved cloth to make new clothes.

"Village chief, it's not good!"

As Mo Tianshao followed the village chief to fight against each other on the small dam, several young people rushed back in a panic, they were embarrassed, their bodies were damaged in many places, and they were drenched in blood.

"How did it come to this? What happened? At the same time, many old people and women in the village came to hear the news and saw several traumatized young people.

"We went hunting in the mountains and ran into a monster."

"Demon beasts? Where do you hunt? The village chief asked.

"As usual, it's the eastern mountainous area, and we don't go deep into the other mountainous areas." A young man replied that his right hand was broken, and several bloody cuts were shocking.

Suddenly, the village chief and several old men were full of confusion.

Mo Tianshao stepped forward and asked, "What about my uncle, second uncle and third uncle?" ”

"That demon beast is chasing them, and a few of us escaped under their protection, just to report back."

Hearing this, Mo Tianshao didn't say a word, and ran away without a trace.

"The bunny." Seeing this, the village chief immediately understood what Mo Tianshao wanted to do.

He couldn't imagine that kid was so bold, he dared to go deep into the mountains without even carrying a weapon, and he was not afraid of being chased and killed by demon beasts.

"Hurry up and give me the seven-star repeater." The village chief said urgently.

Immediately, the young men sent a huge bow and crossbow, as well as dozens of delicate crossbow arrows, which were their usual hunting equipment.

After receiving the crossbow arrows, the village chief also walked like a fly, running quickly towards the eastern mountains.

He is about eighty years old, but his physical strength and endurance are not weaker than those of ordinary young people, and even surpass.

In Mo Tianshao's opinion, the village chief was actually a monk in the first realm of the Body Forging Realm, much stronger than ordinary people.

That's why he's still so fierce at the age of eighty.

The village is entrenched on the dragon vein, which is a good place, where living all year round, a person's physical strength, endurance, and energy growth are naturally far better than the outside world.

Mo Tianshao's uncle, second uncle, and third uncle are all of extraordinary strength, and they can carry a hundred catties of boulders, and in the outside world, they are monks in the double realm of the forging realm.

It's just that they are isolated from the world and don't know the way of cultivation, so many young adults in the village, including Mo Tianshao's uncle, second uncle, and third uncle, don't know that they themselves have lived here for a long time, absorbing the essence from the earth dragon vein and possessing a power far superior to that of ordinary people.

"The people in the village have lived on the earth dragon vein for a long time, and they are full of spirit and aura. Uncle, each of them has a strength comparable to the dual realm of the forging body realm. More than a dozen people went deep into the mountains to hunt together, and they were all defeated like this by the demon beast. In this way, that demon beast should be in the Beast Triple Realm or even the Quadruple Realm. Mo Tianshao ran wildly all the way, calculating in his heart.

In the Xianxuan Continent, there are many immortal and demon sects, desolate and desolate, poor mountains and bad waters everywhere, raising more than the human race, and naturally there are all kinds of demon beasts.

These demon beasts are all evolved from ordinary beasts, and they can cultivate like human monks to continuously improve their cultivation, and when they cultivate to the fullest, they can even change into adults, and the world calls them 'demons'.

The Beast Triple Realm is equivalent to the Human Monk Forging Body Realm Triple Realm.

'Roar'

In the distance, Mo Tianshao heard a loud wolf howl from the deep mountains in the east.

Unconsciously, he sped up his march.

The grass and trees around him flew by.

A moment later, he saw in the distance a huge beast roaring in the sky in the middle of the giant trees.

The beast was two feet tall and six feet long, like a small mountain.

He was covered with long silver hair, and his limbs were strong and powerful, and his claws were as sharp as spears.

The mouth was full of fangs, like a dagger with a cold light on the handle.

The scarlet gaze is violent, and the huge horn in front of the forehead is shaped like a crescent moon, exuding an oppressive aura.

"Silver Moon Thunderwolf!" Mo Tianshao was taken aback.

Beasts of this species are relatively rare.

The Silver Moon Thunder Wolf is a special demon beast that can control the power of thunder and lightning, and has grown to the Dacheng realm, and can even kill the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm, and carry the Infant Realm monks.

In front of him, the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf was obviously just a demon beast with shallow cultivation, and only had the power of the Fourfold Realm of the Forging Body Realm.

Still, it's scary enough.

In front of the claws of the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf, several young men dressed in animal skins, holding bows, spears, crossbows and arrows were cautiously fighting against the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf, and they didn't dare to breathe.

In the chaotic battlefield, there were two or three corpses, all of them were from the village, they all died tragically under the claws of the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf, the corpses were divided into two parts, the internal organs and intestines were spilled all over the ground, and blood was everywhere.

'Whew'

The Silver Moon Thunderwolf roared again, its massive body lunging forward, as fast as the wind.

Those middle-aged people reacted quickly and quickly dodged far away, however, one of them was bitten off half of his body by the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf and died on the spot.

The claws swept, and the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf decisively attacked again.

This time, its target was a middle-aged man in a tiger skin coat, and that was Mo Tianshao's second uncle, Gou Xiong.

His second uncle has a majestic physique, dark skin, knotted muscles, full of explosive power, and a simple and simple face, but at this moment, his eyes are facing the silver moon thunder wolf is exuding a terrifying cold light.

The beast of the fourfold forging body realm killed the monk of the twofold forging body realm, if that monk did not have any tricks to press the bottom of the box, then the only thing waiting for him was death.

Obviously, Mo Tianshao's second uncle didn't know how to use his own strength, let alone attack with Taoism.

At this moment, in the face of the attack of the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf, he was unable to advance or retreat, and he could not move at all.

The claws swept down, just as they were about to smash the bear.

A figure suddenly appeared like a ghost under the giant claw, and the right hand of the comer suddenly clenched into a fist, and the thunder of the fist lingered and crackled.

The small fist that lingered around Lei Mang fiercely slammed into the claws of the Silver Moon Thunderwolf.

The blood flashed, and the sound of bone cracking came out.

It was accompanied by a deafening wolf howl.

The wolf howled with a scream of pain.

Its huge claws exploded in an instant under the sharp fist that swirled with thunder, splitting apart and splattering flesh and blood.

Gou Xiong stood stunned, and the rest of the village were shocked.

Uncle Mo Tianshao Hook Tiger, and Uncle Hook Wolf were also stunned.

They looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, the back of a slightly thin young man.

After a while, they shouted, "Little. . . Xiao Mo?! ”

Outside the battlefield, the village chief also appeared, and happened to see that scene, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Everyone couldn't imagine that Mo Tianshao would be so powerful, and he smashed out with a punch, directly blasting the claws of the Silver Moon Thunder Wolf.

It's simply inhuman!