"I hate this guy the most!"

As he spoke, the disciple of the Sword Sect who made the move put away his heavy long sword, turned around and walked back to Mo Junrong's side.

This person is Hong Xiaohuan, he hasn't seen him for a few months, and his cultivation has grown a lot.

The most important thing is that Hong Xiaohuan has learned many new tricks.

After all, the Avatar Sword Technique consumes a huge amount of money, and he can't use it many times, so when dealing with small problems, he naturally needs all kinds of low-level sword moves as a supplement.

After Hong Xiaohuan walked to Mo Junrong's side, he said to Mo Junrong in a deep voice: "I didn't kill him, I just knocked him unconscious, you can take him back and interrogate him slowly." ”

Mo Junrong hugged his fists and thanked him, praising Hong Xiaohuan for being measured, but in fact, he wished that Hong Xiaohuan had slaughtered the man.

Anyway, after I bring him back, I have to find a chance to kill him.

Hong Xiaohuan's thunderous blow frightened those who were talking in a whisper.

The disciples of various sects and factions shrank their heads and obediently lined up in a phalanx, no longer resisting Mo Junrong's orders.

Soon, the last celestial boat slowly descended to the platform.

This Tianzhou was larger than any of the previous ones, and the gray metal shell was inlaid with intricate and beautiful red copper patterns.

This is a luxury Heavenly Boat, which belongs to the same style as the Rich and Glorious Heavenly Boat that the Sect Master of Qianyun Sect went out to ride, but the interior furnishings are slightly simpler.

There is no need to guess too much, everyone knows that the most important person made in the sky is the master of the three major sects and the elders.

A crack opened under Tianzhou's stomach, the hatch was slowly lowered, and the sect leader of the Wenjian Sect, Blade Hua, led by the three major sects, rushed out with the controllers of the three major sects.

At the back of the team, you can still see seven or eight elders dressed differently, who are estimated to be the leaders of several relatively large sects among the subordinate sects of the Demon Punishment Righteousness.

Blade Birch stepped into the square, his eyes swept over the neat phalanx, and nodded slightly in approval.

Mo Junrong saw this subtle action in his eyes, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, his decision was not wrong, this kind of neat phalanx like a military formation could indeed please Jian Hua.

The masters and elders of the other three major sects were also satisfied with such a phalanx.

Among them, there were even elders from the Guangxin Sect who praised them on the spot, saying that the spirit of the Demon Righteous Qi was very good, and they showed the appearance of victory as soon as they arrived here.

He also praised Mo Junrong for his proper management and for making the entire Demon Punishment righteous Qi full of cohesion, and he was a rare talent.

Jian Hua raised his hand and beckoned gently, and Mo Junrong stepped forward very wisely and bowed to him.

"Junrong, what is the situation in the Sleepy Cloud Heavenly Prison Mountain Range, didn't you send someone to check in advance?"

This question made Mo Junrong stunned for a moment, that's right, he did order the various sects to come on their own.

It stands to reason that today, when the main force of the Demon Punishment Righteousness arrives in Fuping Mountain, there should be a sect that arrives first to greet it, why is the post station square full of cultivators who are not Demon Punishment Righteousness.

Could it be that something happened to the Demon Cultivator who came here in advance?

Mo Junrong couldn't answer Blade Hua's question, so he could only say apologetically: "I just arrived here, and I haven't met the Demon Righteous Qi members who arrived earlier.

Sect Master, don't worry, please go into the post station to rest for a while, and I'll go to find the person who arrived in advance to understand the situation. ”

Jian Hua didn't speak, but walked directly to the stone house of the post station, and replied with action.

The Pavilion Master of the Falling Frost Pavilion and the Sect Master of the Guangxin Sect glanced at Mo Junrong a few times, and also led the other elders to follow Blade Hua to the post stone house.

Mo Junrong sighed and sent them to the stone house one by one.

I thought to myself, "I've finally dealt with these old guys, but what the hell is going on with those who arrived earlier?"

When Jian Hua and his party entered the stone house of the post station, Mo Junrong commanded the disciples of Demon Punishment and Righteous Qi to fly to the Sleepy Cloud Heavenly Prison Mountain Range in a procession.

Flying to the outskirts of the mountains, you can already see the vision in the sky from afar.

The black clouds swirled slowly in a spiral, lightning and thunder continued to roar, and below it was a thick white fog like an inverted porcelain bowl.

"You are stationed here first, and do not go forward without my orders. ”

Then he turned his head to look at Hong Xiaohuan, lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Hong, I suspect that there is something wrong with the members of the Demon Righteous Qi who arrived earlier.

You and I have cultivated to a high level, so we will fly over to investigate first and see if the situation is making a decision. ”

Hong Xiaohuan nodded in approval: "Okay, if there is really danger ahead, at least we can avoid the death of a low-level Demon Righteous Qi cultivator." ”

With that, the two of them broke away from the team and flew towards the area of the vision of heaven and earth.

The remaining cultivators fell to the ground to cut down trees to make room for camping.

Boom, boom, two streams of light quickly swept through the air, attracting the attention of the cultivators hiding in the mountains and forests.

Between the treetops of the dense forest, Zheng Qiu built a small platform like a bird's nest with branches and leaves, and sat in it waiting for the divine soldier to really be born.

The bird's nest is covered with a large number of leaves on all sides and at the top, and intertwined with the surrounding trees, which can perfectly hide Zheng Qiu's conspicuous white robes.

Of course, he left small holes between the leaves so that he could observe the changes in the outside world.

Suddenly, he heard two mixed sounds of breaking through the air, which should be the sound of two cultivators flying at the same time.

Looking closer to the observation hole, he saw a golden-red streamer and a pale cyan streamer, flying rapidly from the outer edge of the mountain range into the mountain range.

Who are these two people, and the flying movement is so quiet, don't you know to be careful to hide your tracks?

Zheng Qiu's curiosity was aroused, could it be that these two cultivators were very confident in their own strength, so they didn't care about someone sneaking up at all.

He pulled a forked branch from the side, then tied the rattan to it, and injected air to make the wood and vines elastic.

Then he used it as a simple slingshot and ejected a stone into the air, facing the golden-red streamer.

During the whole process of playing stones, Zheng Qiu did not release any energy, so as to prevent the two people in the sky from discovering themselves.

Mo Junrong flew in the air, getting closer and closer to the area of the vision of heaven and earth, and from a high place, he could clearly see that there were occasional flashes of qi light in the mountains and forests in front of him.

There is actually a fight, who is fighting?

Before he could think about it, he caught a glimpse of a small thing flying up in the mountains and forests below.

Mo Junrong's first reaction was to think that this thing was a hidden weapon, so he quickly restrained the action of flying lightly, and kicked the long sword into his hand with a hook of his toes.

With a quick flick of his wrist, Mo Junrong unleashed a wrist-thick cloud belt and slashed down at the flying thing.

The moment the golden-red cloud band collided with the small thing, he saw that it was a stone.

In front of the sword move of the Dragon Slaying Sword Technique, Xiao Shizi had no ability to resist, and disappeared in an instant like a snowball thrown into molten lava.

The sword move continued to fall, and continued to fall until it blasted into the mountain forest, splitting the green ocean into a wound of three or four feet.

Due to the fact that he had stopped flying with light, and had not yet released the power of the Divine Realm to fly with the power of heaven and earth, Mo Junrong's body quickly fell downward.

He hurriedly stepped the long sword back under his feet, urging his strength to rise in height and avoid getting too close to the mountain forest.