Yesterday was an important day for wood and fish, no update, wood sorry, ashamed, today must be made up, Wanwang Haihan!!! ~~~~~~

Purple air comes from the east, and the morning arrives.

In the town, the chickens and dogs are crowing, everyone has already begun to be busy, the sound of the blacksmith shop, the shouting of the villagers, and the sound of soldiers training on the playground are mixed together, like a beautiful symphony, making people feel full of moisture.

In the Tower of Trials, the three of them sat cross-legged, their eyes closed, silent like three rocks, but their faces were extremely satisfied, and the corners of their mouths were slightly smiling, and their expressions were extremely happy.

Mo Le suddenly opened his eyes, an incomparable momentum flashed away, and he was amazed, twice the cultivation speed is fast, overnight, Mo Le had just stepped into the internal force of the third grade, and was promoted again, entering the second rank of the third grade.

At this time, Zhang Rou and Cheng Long woke up at the same time, Cheng Long was excited like a child, jumped up, danced with his hands, and was extremely cheerful, while Zhang Rou was a lot quieter, and what she said was also full of joy, and she also stood quietly, looking excited, her body was tense, revealing her perfect devil figure.

Now the internal strength cultivation of the two has stepped into the peak of the second grade, and they only need to break through the bottleneck to step into the realm of the third grade.

Walking out of the Tower of Trials, Wang Meng Qi Tian both arrived, only to see them fully armed, ready for battle, their eyes showing infinite desire, Mo Le knew how great the two of them were eager to succeed in breaking through.

"Lord, the two of us want to break through first"

Seeing Mo Le, the two of them hurriedly saluted, their expressions were serious, their eyes were staring at the Tower of Trials, and their bodies exuded infinite longing, Wang Meng stepped forward and whispered.

"Go, and I'll fight you here."

Mo Le has already entered the lord mode, and he will not and is unwilling to make a legitimate desire to stifle his subordinates, Wang Meng Qi Tian has his own right-hand man, and Mo Le also hopes that their strength can be improved as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Lord"

Seeing that Mo Le agreed, the two thanked again, but their expressions instantly became rigorous and resolute, and a peerless battle intent soared into the sky, and quickly stepped into the tower of trials.

Seeing the two of them like this, Mo Le also knew what was in the hearts of the two, the two were the generals who were looking for to follow them, and now they saw that the latecomers were catching up with them, and the pressure in their hearts was huge, but they turned into boundless fighting intentions and vowed to face the difficulties.

In Mo Le's heart, he is most willing to see the reasonable competition and rational competition among his subordinates, and only with competition can there be motivation, and comfort is the biggest obstacle for people.

A moment later, the gate of the Tower of Trials flickered, and I saw the two of them walking out of the Tower of Trials with excited faces and extremely excited.

"Successed"

"Yes, my lord"

"Remember to tell the soldiers about your experience"

"My Men Understand"

"Let the soldiers gather, it's time to go to the Scarlet Temple"

"No"

The four of them responded in unison.

On the playground, in less than ten breaths, the soldiers had already finished lining up, seeing that their army was so vigorous, Mo Le was very satisfied, holding the war dragon spear in his hand, and straddled the earth bear king, the spear body waved, and shouted loudly.

"Departure"

Immediately, the playground was dusty, and the footsteps were the same, and they quickly swept towards the blood-colored temple.

At the mouth of the blood-colored temple, the dozen or so blood-clothed monks were still gathered together, but suddenly, they were alarmed by the sound of huge footsteps, and rushed out of the temple, but they saw countless people surging, and the momentum was amazing, but they were not frightened at all, holding long sticks in their hands, and quickly killed.

At this time, Wang Meng bent his bow and arrows, and several flying arrows rushed towards the blood-clothed monk very quickly, and the blood rushed wildly, splashing bursts of blood.

"Kill"

Qi Tian roared, turned into a fierce beast in the world, a burst of light, rushed to the blood-clothed monk at great speed, the spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, fierce and vicious, and the move was fatal, in an instant, the remaining blood-clothed monks were at the same time, a wound the size of a baby's arm in the throat, and blood spurted wildly.

The strength of the two of them increased greatly, and they rushed to attack at this moment, just to try their skills, and killed dozens of blood-clothed monks with great ease.

And Mo Le was on the side, seeing that the two of them were killing dozens of blood-clothed monks, their faces were hideous, and they were extremely fierce, when they knew that the two were venting the depression in their hearts, sure enough, after a period of torture, the two were refreshed, and then half depressed.

The door of the dungeon, the white light shone, and the soldiers quickly poured in, and instantly appeared on the basement floor.

There are still countless blood-clothed monks, at this time, in the eyes of Mo Le and others, they are like chickens and dogs, there is no threat, after all the soldiers entered, they ran all the way through, and in less than 20 minutes, the blood-clothed monks turned into white light and contributed a lot of experience.

And after the strength of the blood-clothed protector increased greatly, he was not the slightest bit fierce, and he didn't even need Mo Le's shot, he died in the rain of guns and arrows of Cheng Long and others, with a very low explosion rate, after killing 4 blood-clothed protectors, only a primary internal skill was exploded, which made Mo Le feel the system slamming the door.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the blood rose sharply, and the blood-clothed warriors on the altar came again.

"Death to those who trespass on the Scarlet Temple"

"It's you, damned intruder, accept the wrath of the Scarlet Emperor"

The blood-clothed warrior has superhuman wisdom, he recognizes Mo Le at a glance, and the revenge of killing him makes him remember it in his heart, and the enemy is very red when he sees him, and the blood-clothed warrior does not hesitate at all, and instantly uses the blood color to sacrifice.

Suddenly, in front of the blood-clothed general, the blood flowed wildly, like wearing a set of bloody clothes, his eyes were red, as if he was igniting a flame, and his appearance was extremely hideous and terrifying, so that the soldiers who entered the blood-colored temple for the first time felt a trace of fear, but when he saw the veteran beside him, his face was calm, without the slightest panic, and his heart gradually settled down.

"Hmph, if I can kill you once, I can kill you ten million times"

Seeing that the blood-clothed warrior would lock on himself again, Mo Le was extremely happy, and thought in his heart, now that my strength has risen greatly, it is just right for you to practice your hands and see how I can break your blood-clothed armor.

"Kill"

Mo Le's eyes tightened, and suddenly the battle intent soared into the sky, the gun head dragged the ground, and rushed wildly, only to see the gun head rubbing against the ground, sparks splashing everywhere, and shouting wildly in his mouth.

"Bell"

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and they collided together in the blink of an eye, the internal force was running wildly, and the golden light of Mole was possessed, like the god of war of the nine heavens, extremely handsome, the golden war dragon spear and the blood-colored iron sword intersected, and the strong light flashed, and the group of newly incorporated soldiers, their intuition stinged their eyes, and there was a huge metal roar, which suddenly shook the group of recruits to the point that their ears were numb.

After the impact, I saw that Mo Le was shocked back one step, but the blood-clothed warrior took three steps back in a row, and made a judgment.

"Kill"

Seeing that his attack had been able to injure the blood-clothed general, Mo Le's fighting spirit was even worse, the last time he was forced into a desperate situation by the blood-clothed general, if he was not the savior of Dabao, he would die in his hands, Mo Le's anger at the blood-clothed general in his heart was not inferior to the blood-clothed general, and he roared, and the battle dragon spear turned into a meteor, fast as lightning, and attacked the blood-clothed general.

Suddenly, the figures in the field were flying, the golden light and blood light were staggered, the two of them were fighting like a tide, Mo Le became more and more courageous, the bloody clothes were struggling to support, and the bloody armor was getting thinner, and it was about to break.

"Dead to come"

I saw that the armor of the bloody clothes broke in response, and the dragon spear frantically stabbed into the throat of the blood-clothed general, and suddenly the eyes of the blood-clothed warrior were blurred, and the iron sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the breath disappeared very quickly.

"The Lord is Invincible"

"The Lord is Invincible"

"The Lord is Invincible"

Seeing Mo Le killing the blood-clothed warrior alone, I don't know who shouted, and then countless people shouted wildly, and no one noticed at this moment, Zhang Rou's eyes revealed infinite warmth, her eyes followed, and her heart was even more joyful, muttering, this is a man.

Picking up the things that the blood-clothed warrior exploded, Mo Le was extremely disappointed, last time he still exploded the intermediate internal strength, but this time it was the primary internal strength, and next time I am afraid it will be even worse.

In a burst of joy, Mo Le led everyone down to the second floor of the blood-colored temple, and crushed the blood-clothed monks again, although the blood-clothed monks on the second floor were much stronger, but they could not stop the footsteps of the Mole army, and 1 hour later, all the blood-clothed monks died.

However, when facing the blood-clothed protector, he didn't want to be like that, as long as Qi Tian Wang Meng, or Zhang Roucheng Long, any two of them could be killed, and the moment Qi Tian and the blood-clothed protector fought, everyone could see that Qi Tian couldn't support it for long.

There is no need for Mo Le to explain, seeing the crisis of Qi Tian, Cheng Long fiercely lifted the gold-backed machete and slashed the bloody clothes to protect the law, while Zhang Rou's double knives were like the stings of poisonous bees, and the sword went sideways, hitting the key places of the bloody clothes protectors every time.

At this moment, Wang Meng was not idle, and the arrows attacked from time to time, and immediately the blood-clothed protector was in a hurry, and he was too late to greet him.

"Kill"

I saw Cheng Long rising into the sky, the green tendons on his forehead protruding, and the internal force was frantically infused with the gold-backed machete, forming a huge knife shadow in the air, slashing down wildly, like a thousand catties, and splitting the bloody clothes protector in half.

The white light flashed, the terrifying corpse of the bloody protector disappeared, a book with a flickering light, lying there quietly, Zhang Rou picked it up gently, walked towards Mo Le, handed it to Mo Le, but Mei Mu stared at Mo Le.

Mo Le took a look, but it was an intermediate internal skill, and he couldn't help but think that the explosion rate of the first kill was not bad, and when he raised his head, he looked at Zhang Rou and saw Mo Le looking at him, Zhang Rou blushed for a while, and quickly dodged.

After successfully killing a blood-clothed protector, everyone knew the strength of the second-layer blood-clothed protector, and soon the other three blood-clothed protectors died one after another under the siege of Cheng Long and others.

At this moment, the space shook, the earth trembled, the blood light in the altar surged, and a stronger blood-clothed battle general appeared, with a solemn expression, but the momentum soared to the sky.

"Trespassers, stand trial"

After yelling, he lifted the giant sword beside him, rushed down the altar, and killed everyone.

"Kill"

Seeing that the bloody battle was about to appear, Mo Le's battle intent continued to gather, and the battle dragon spear in his hand was full of golden light, vibrating slightly, emitting a roaring sound, roaring wildly, and then attacking directly.

Bang, bang, bang, bang

The two collided, and the weapons in their hands were waved to the extreme, and the sky was full of guns and swords, and the two of them were fighting evenly for a while.

"Happy"

Mo Le became more and more courageous, but his expression was calm, without a trace of fluctuation, his moves were constantly simplified, and he was completely immersed in the ethereal, either straight and upright assassination, or a simple slash, more and more simple, but with great results, the martial arts realm continued to improve.

And the blood-clothed warrior is getting more and more uncomfortable, from the beginning of the fight to the equal, to the after, tired of coping, in the later, difficult to parry, small injuries constantly, zuihou, barely dodge, can be forced to pass the vital point.

Such a wretched wedge made the blood-clothed warrior's anger soar, and a burst of absoluteness appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted.

"Almighty Scarlet Emperor, please grant me Liliang, the God of War is coming"