Song Zhe snorted, turned his head to look at Mo Yuan, and saw that the old guy was still checking the injuries of the colorful scorpion, and asked, "Master, the colorful scorpion is fine." "It's okay, I didn't suffer any serious injuries, I can't die. Mo Yuan replied, and when he saw that the little fat man was not dead, he was stunned, and scolded angrily, "Dead fat man, you are not dead, horse, I slaughtered you." After scolding, a cold light flashed in Mo Yuan's old eyes, and he was about to attack the little fat man again.

Master, forget it, for my sake, don't worry about him. Song Zhe hurriedly stood in front of the little fat man and persuaded. "I have raised this colorful scorpion for more than ten years, and I am planning to use it for alchemy in a few days, this dead fat man dares to kill my colorful scorpion, how can I spare him. Mo Yuan shouted resentfully, "Apprentice, you get out of the way, today's teacher will kill this dead fat man." "That's how old you are.

Why is your belly so small? Your colorful scorpion is not dead or injured, can't you spare his little fat man once? As the saying goes, you have to be merciful and forgiving!" "Yes, Mo Lao, you can spare the little fat man......" Song Cheng and Song Gang also persuaded him. "You two shut up the old man!" The cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and Mo Yuan scolded Song Cheng and Song Gang. Song Cheng and Song Gang were startled and hurriedly closed their mouths.

Ba then Mo Yuan looked at Song Zhe and Tong Ke again, and said: "For the sake of your husband and wife, the old man will spare the life of this fat man today, but the old man's anger is still very big, and he must vent his anger to feel comfortable, little beauty, you come to the stone room with the old man." With that, Mo Yuan beckoned to Tong Ke, and then walked to the stone room where he slept first. Everyone was stunned, this old thing asked Tong Ke to go into the stone room with him to vent the fire, is it to defile Tong Ke?"

What do you mean by your daughter-in-law entering the stone room with you?" Song Zhe suppressed the anger in his heart and asked. Mo Yuan is a martial artist, far from being an existence that Song Zhe can contend with. After being punched by Song Zhe, Mo Yuan didn't have any, he just took a step backwards. "Song Zhe, you should be damned!" Mo Yuan was furious, and slapped at Song Zhe with a palm, and the palm wind roared, and there was a great momentum of killing with one blow. Song Zhe hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the will power of the Wind and Thunder Fist burst out, and suddenly a circle of storms whirled around him, and thunder and lightning climbed.

Crawling thorns rattling. Bang - Song Zhe's backward speed is not as fast as the opponent's palm, the circle of storm on his body was wiped out by Mo Yuan's slap, and the palm print hit Song Zhe again, Song Zhe suddenly spat blood in his mouth, flew out, and slammed a stalagmite three or four meters thick and more than ten meters high and broke it, and the stalagmite fell down violently, coincidentally, it just happened to fall on the colorful scorpion, and smashed the colorful scorpion into flesh. "Damn, my colorful scorpion was smashed to death, I have been raising it for more than ten years......" watched.

The colorful scorpion that had turned into a pile of flesh, Mo Yuan's old tears flowed out, and after he exclaimed sadly, his eyes fell on Song Zhe who fell to the ground, and a pair of old eyes flashed murderously, "Boy, how can you vent the hatred in my heart if you don't die." Mo Yuan's palm clasped, and a huge slap flashing with golden light appeared out of thin air and slammed towards Song Zhe. "Brother Zhe—" Tong Ke screamed and rushed towards Song Zhe, trying to block the slap in the air for him. In fact, with Tong Ke's strength, it was impossible to block that golden giant palm, and rushing over was to send him to death. Tong Ke also knows.

It was impossible for Dao herself to resist the golden giant palm, but even if she was sent to death, she wanted her to rush up to resist Song Zhe. She loves him, how could she watch Song Zhe being shot to death. "Don't kill my boss!" At this time, the little fat man roared, and shot towards Song Zhe like a ball, faster than Tong Ke, and when he arrived in front of Song Zhe first, he turned over and pressed on Song Zhe. Just at this moment, the golden slap in the air slapped down, and it fell on the little fat man, who had a sweet throat and a puff.

Blood spurted out far and wide. "Boss, if I die, you must avenge me. After saying weakly, the little fat man's head tilted and he fell unconscious. Song Zhe was moved in his heart, this little fat man actually risked his life to resist such an attack for himself, if he didn't die today, he would definitely treat this little fat man well in the future. With a snort, the air surged, and the golden giant palm was raised suddenly, followed by a boom and slapped at Song Zhe. "Fight!" Song Zhe jumped up from the ground, his mind moved, and a red light lit up on his forehead, followed by the word "Jun". "Huh?" looked at Song Zhe's forehead.

That gentleman, Mo Yuan exclaimed in surprise, he was simply stunned. "Fight!" Song Zhe rushed to the sky with a fighting spirit, and rushed towards the other party, like an invincible god of war, fearless, self-respecting, unstoppable, and swept in front of Mo Yuan, and the bright sword light appeared, shining on the top of the opponent's head. "Damn!" Mo Yuan couldn't help but be startled, came back to his senses, shook his body, and floated backwards, dodging the sword. Song Zhe stepped forward, his arm flicked, and the brilliant sword light slashed horizontally towards the opponent's neck. Mo Yuan shot one like lightning.

The sword that held Song Zhe slapped away, followed by the probe and grabbed Song Zhe's neck. "Boy, no matter how you toss, there is only one dead end. Mo Yuan snorted coldly, and was about to kill Song Zhe. "Old bastard, stop!" Tong Ke shouted angrily. "Little hoof, your husband's family is about to die, do you want to say a few words before he dies? For the sake of your little hoof being a beautiful woman, you can say it quickly, and I will kill him when he is finished." Mo Yuan glanced at Tong Ke and said. "Old thing, you're going to die. Tong Ke snorted angrily, "You know that my brother Zhe is."

What kind of identity?" "He has a monarch-level bloodline, so he should have a deep background. Mo Yuan asked. "Of course, his father is a famous generation of martial artists Song Huaizhi!" Tong Ke said. "Sizzle-" Mo Yuan couldn't help but take a light breath, his face also changed slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his old eyes, but it flashed. Tong Ke observed her words and looks, and she was smart and clever, and realized that Mo Yuan must be afraid of Song Zhe's father in her heart. In the beautiful eyes of the autumn water, there was a trace of cunning child.

But he said solemnly: "My brother Zhe has a teleportation charm in his body, as soon as he dies, his father will know that he was killed by you, and then his father will come here, cramp and skin you, bruise your bones and scatter ashes, hum!" "You little hooves scare the old man, although the old man has been in Lingquan Mountain for decades, but he is not ignorant of things outside the mountain, the old man knows that as early as more than ten years ago, Song Huaizhi was abolished by the royal family.

Imprisoned in the royal family's prison, you can't scare me, hahaha......" Just now I heard that Song Zhe's father was Song Huaizhi, Mo Yuan couldn't help but twitch in his heart, and his fear suddenly grew, but thinking that Song Huaizhi's cultivation had been abolished, his fear disappeared again, and he laughed wildly. Tong Ke frowned, and lamented in his heart, thinking that Mo Yuan had stayed in the mountains all the year round and didn't know anything about the outside world, so he came up with a shot and threatened him with Song Zhe's father, but he didn't expect this old guy to know that Song Zhe's father was abolished and cultivated.

The threat was ineffective. "Huh?" Mo Yuan, who was laughing wildly, suddenly changed his face again, but it was a foot shadow below that was kicking at his crotch. Song Zhe's leg shadow kill also blessed the power of will, which was really like thunder and lightning fast. With a bang, Mo Yuan was kicked under his crotch, and suddenly howled, let go of Song Zhe, and covered his lower body with both hands, like a quail in winter, making him tremble in pain. "Kill!" Song Zhe raised his sword.

Pierced out violently, only taking the opponent's throat, the sword was extremely powerful, like a bolt of lightning. "Look for death!" Mo Yuan shouted angrily, and suddenly struck out a palm, which was faster than the opponent's sword momentum, and hit Song Zhe's chest first. Song Zhe couldn't help but fly upside down again, and after falling to the ground, he was seriously injured and almost unconscious. "Little brute, this time, I won't let you die a happy death. "The old guy was kicked out of the real fire by Song Zhe just now.

Carved his old face was extremely hideous, and with a flick of his arm, he had an extra whip in his hand, which was not a whip of a spiritual weapon, and of course it was not an ordinary whip, but a whip of Yuan Li. Everyone who cultivates to reach the realm of martial arts can use Yuan Li to condense into various weapons, knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, Laos, pistols, sticks, lances, sticks, sticks, whatever you want to condense is whatever you want, for martial artists, this is a kind of.

Very simple skills. Mo Yuan was going to use the whip of Yuan Force to abuse Song Zhe. "Little brute, the old man will suck you to death today. Roaring and scolding fiercely, Mo Yuan swung his whip and whipped down at Song Zhe who was lying on the ground. Bang Bang ...... Mo Yuan whipped continuously, and a whip rope fell on Song Zhe, tearing the gorgeous robe he was wearing, and raging blood on him, which also made Song Zhe scream in pain, very miserable, the worst thing was that he wanted to get up and fight hard, but he was injured too gravity.

Unexpectedly, it was really Mo Yuan, who was beating Song Zhe, with a stunned expression, turned around suddenly, and directly grabbed the scorpion thorn that Tong Ke stabbed over. "You're looking for death. The old face was angry, Mo Yuan raised his foot and was about to kick Tong Ke, but he suddenly put down his foot again, Tong Ke looked like a flower and jade, the old guy was reluctant to kill it, and smiled evilly, "Little hoof, the old man pities the jade, I won't kill you, keep you, and play with you slowly in the future, hahaha...... Hahaha...... Uhh

With a cry of pain, the hand holding the scorpion thorn hurriedly let go, this scorpion thorn was extremely hard and sharp, several times sharper than the spirit sword. When he Mo Yuan grabbed the scorpion thorn just now, a bloody mouth was cut out of his palm by the scorpion thorn, this blood mouth was indeed very small, but the poison on the scorpion spur seeped into the blood mouth, and suddenly his slap turned blue, and at the same time it also swelled, and the blue toxin spread rapidly along his arm, and in the blink of an eye, his entire arm turned blue, swollen, and those toxins passed through the arm and directly entered his body, his entire body.

It also turned blue, like a ball that was pumping, and began to swell!" Mo Yuan howled, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged, using his Yuan Force to resist those toxins. Seeing this scene, everyone was a little stunned. "Hahaha, this old bastard has been poisoned, and he has been poisoned by the colorful scorpion, and it is difficult for him to live!" Tong Ke reacted and laughed happily. The others also reacted at this moment, they were all overjoyed, looking at Mo Yuan's condition, it was difficult for them to survive. But soon everyone's expressions changed again, and they saw that the blue toxin on Mo Yuan's body gradually faded to him.

The swollen body also began to recover, obviously the Yuan Force in Mo Yuan's body resisted those toxins, and was slowly forcing the toxins out of the body, and it wouldn't be long before he could force all the toxins out of the body. "Bastard, you can't live. A touch of fierceness flashed in his beautiful eyes, and Tong Ke stepped forward, waved the scorpion thorn in his hand, and slashed down at the top of Mo Yuan's head. Dangdang...... The scorpion thorn like a blue sword slashed at the opponent's head continuously, although not.

It could split Mo Yuan's head, but it raged on his scalp with bloody wounds, and his entire head was dripping with blood. "Oyo yo yo...... Little hoof, I'm going to destroy you!" Mo Yuan howled when he was chopped, as if he was crazy, he raised his palm and was about to slap Tong Ke, but he raised his slap and hurriedly put it down, because at this time, there was a lot of scorpion venom that entered his body along those cracked scalps, and he had to concentrate on resisting the toxin with all his strength, and he had no strength to attack Tong Ke. also stopped howling, Mo Yuan gritted his teeth, and fought against the toxin with the power of fate transformation. "Old immortal, you attack me, kill me.

Haha...... "Tong Ke is a tricky girl, and she is smart and clever, and she immediately realized that the other party wanted to drive away the poison with all her might, and she didn't dare to attack herself, so she laughed proudly, and continued to swing her sword to slash Mo Yuan's head, making his entire scalp raging and full of blood. At this moment, Mo Yuan really wanted to be so aggrieved and aggrieved, he wanted to kill Tong Ke with one palm, but he really didn't dare, a large amount of toxins entered his body, even if he resisted with all his strength, he felt a little unable to resist. Laughing.

continued to chop for a while, Tong Ke suddenly retreated, only to see Mo Yuan at this moment, the skin on his body was already blue and purple and black, and his whole body had swelled several times, without a human form, and looked like a black and purple ball. His old face, which was originally full of wrinkles, was now tense because of the swelling, and his whole head looked like a big watermelon. On his tight skin, there was a look of great pain, and he suddenly opened his mouth and let out a scream, at the same time.

His body exploded with a bang, and countless black and purple corpses were splashed on the ground, the scene was a little bloody, and there was a rancid smell. "Ke'er, well done!" Song Zhe got up from the ground, stepped forward, and praised Tong Ke "Hehe-hee-" killed a martial artist with his own hands, Tong Ke was very proud, and on his flower-like face, two cute little dimples were laughing. "Oh, Brother Zhe, what's wrong with your whiplash, let me see. Suppressing his smile, Tong Ke hurriedly said. Song Zhe took it off.

The gorgeous robe and blouse revealed the scars on the body, which were really full of whiplashes, which looked shocking, and some of the wounds were even deep to the bone. "That old thing actually beat you like this......" Looking at the scars on Song Zhe's body, Tong Ke's heart ached, and tears came out, falling down his pretty cheeks. "What are you crying about, it's just some skin trauma, it's trivial, don't cry. Rubbing the ink-like green silk on Tong Ke's head, Song Zhe said with a smile. "Hmm. Tong Ke nodded obediently and stopped crying. This kind of skin trauma is also for a martial cultivator.

It's really a small meaning, just take a few healing pills, and you can cure it. In comparison, Song Zhe was more distressed that his robe was tattered. Fortunately, in the past, I bought a few gorgeous robes with Sister Xiaohe in the Chinese clothing store in Qingyu City. At that moment, Song Zhe took out a gorgeous robe from his bag and put it on his body, and the spiritual outlook of the whole person looked completely new, like a prince, and his temperament was extraordinary. "My brother Zhe is so handsome. Glancing at Song Zhe, Tong Ke secretly praised in his heart, and in his beautiful eyes, there was a lot of love.

The poison of this scorpion sting is really too strong. Looking at the blue scorpion thorn in Tong Ke's hand, Song Zhe exclaimed. "Isn't it, with this scorpion thorn, it can come in handy when you encounter a strong enemy in the future. Tong Kejiao laughed and handed the scorpion thorn in his hand to Song Zhe, "Brother Zhe", damn it, this ...... This...... So many babies, boss this.

...... This bag of money treasure, do you really want to give it to me?" The little fat man glanced at the contents of the bag, there were a million taels of silver tickets, hundreds of various types of medicinal pills, four martial arts, and a spiritual weapon hammer, he had never seen such a huge wealth, and he was really shocked at this moment. The "meeting gift" given by Song Zhe is really a big deal. "Well, of course it's for you, take it. Song Zhe smiled kindly. Previously, the little fat man risked his life to resist Mo Yuan's attack for Song Zhe, and Song Zhe was moved in his heart, and he really regarded this ugly little fat man as his brother. “

Thank...... Thank...... Thank you, boss......" The little fat man's excited old face turned red, and his voice of thanks was a little unfavorable. "Don't say such kind words, we're brothers. Song Zhe waved his hand boldly. "Uh-huh, we're brothers. The little fat man nodded hurriedly, not thanking him, but the excitement in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time, and he sighed in his heart, recognizing Song Zhe, the boss, is really a blessing from his previous life. "Don't get excited, little fat man.

Let's go find Mo Yuan's old bastard's bag of 100 bags. Looking at the excited little fat man, Tong Ke laughed. "Uh-huh. The little fat man nodded, and ran over to find a hundred bags among the rotten corpses all over the ground. Song Cheng and Song Gang were not idle, and ran over to look for them with the little fat man. Song Zhe and Tong Ke stood on the side, chatting and waiting. Cheng Dang first found Mo Yuan's bag of 100 bags from those corpses, glanced at the bag, and screamed happily.

hurriedly walked over and handed the bag to Song Zhe, "Song Zhe, here you go." Although Song Cheng is much older than Song Zhe, he is an interesting person and knows that Song Zhe is the "boss" of their group, and all things must be distributed by Song Zhe. Song Zhe took the bag and glanced at it, there were indeed a lot of money treasures in it, a large number of silver taels and silver tickets, and a lot of medicinal pills and medicinal materials, in addition to a medicine tripod and a book on refining medicinal pills. Song Zhe.

First found the antidote to the "Heart Devouring Pill" in those medicine pills, and after taking it out for everyone to eat the antidote, Song Zhe left the medicine tripod and the alchemy book for himself, and gave other items to Song Cheng, Song Gang, and the little fat man, and the three of them divided it. And all the people rejoiced and walked out of the cave. Pinching his fingers, it is less than ten days before the opening time limit of Lingquan Mountain. Everyone longed to be able to find the Spiritual Spring Eye in the remaining few days, and then use the Spiritual Spring Eye to cultivate and improve their cultivation. If you can't find the Spirit Spring, you'll miss a great opportunity to improve your cultivation. A few people stepped on the dead branches and leaves on the ground, looking for spirits in the lush mountains and forests.

Spring. Suddenly, Song Zhe's footsteps stopped. "Did you find anything?" the others also stopped and looked at Song Zhe curiously. Song Zhe didn't say a word, concentrating and calming down, and using his spiritual power to explore the Quartet. At this moment, a figure had already entered Song Zhe's exploration range, and he saw that the man was unkempt, wearing tattered clothes, and he was dirty and like an old man. "It's a little familiar, it seems like I've seen it somewhere. Muttering in his heart, Song Zhe looked at the person carefully with his spiritual power.

After a few glances, I couldn't help but be a little surprised, I did know that it was the "old monster" I met twenty days ago, when the old monster went to chase and kill Song Zhe, and encountered a rock carving that ran to chase and kill the old monster at that time. Song Zhe thought that the old monster was dead, but he didn't expect him to escape the pursuit of the rock carving. "That old guy damn it. Thinking of the old monster's attempt to insult Tong Ke and hunt down and kill him, Song Zhe couldn't help but burn with anger in his heart. "The old monster I met twenty days ago, right in front, let's go and kill him. Song Zhe greeted and immediately faced the old monster.

The direction of the swept away. Tong Ke and the four of them glanced at each other, and hurriedly followed Song Zhe in that direction. A moment later, Song Zhe's sweeping figure stopped suddenly. Ahead, the figure of the old monster has already appeared in sight. "Hey, it's you. The old monster also saw Song Zhe, and his old face with a sword wound showed anger. The sword wound on his face was given by Song Zhe. On that day, he fought with Song Zhe and was cut in the face by Song Zhe's spirit sword, and for this, the old monster fought against Song Zhe.

Full of hatred. "Boy, the old man ran to chase you that day, because he ran into two rock carvings, let you live, I have always regretted it, today, you deserve to be unlucky to meet the old man again, this time you are dead. The old monster gritted his teeth and said. "Old fellow, I also regret that the rock carving failed to kill you that day, but today, I am bound to kill you. Song Zhe said calmly. "When I hunted you down that day, you were like a lost dog, and you didn't remember it so quickly?

Dare to say that you are going to kill me?Ridiculous, ridiculous, hahaha......" The old monster suddenly laughed wildly, in his opinion, Song Zhe's words were completely arrogant, and they were really ridiculous. However, then he will know that Song Zhe's words are not arrogant two rock carvings. With a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, Song Zhe's figure moved, and he swept forward as fast as lightning, and the bright sword light appeared, shining on the top of the opponent's head. The old monster smiled, suddenly reached out, grabbed the spirit sword split above his head, and said sarcastically: "Boy, this."

It's an old way of attacking, and you think it can hurt me? "Who's stupid? Look below. Song Zhe sneered. The old monster looked down and saw a blue object stabbing at its abdomen. "Damn, the tail spine of the colorful scorpion. The old monster was a man of knowledge, and immediately recognized that it was the tail thorn of the colorful scorpion, which was highly poisonous, and he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly retreated. His reaction was adequate.

But it was still too late, in the process of his retreat, the scorpion thorn in Song Zhe's hand had already stabbed him, failing to pierce his abdomen, but stabbing a bloody wound on his belly. However, this bloody mouth was enough to kill him. "Boil, boil......" The wound was immediately infected by the scorpion venom, and the toxin spread around the wound, and the unbearable pain made the old monster's throat burst out with a pig-like howl. Toxin vines.

The delay speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the old monster's entire body turned blue and began to swell. He hurriedly sat down cross-legged, swallowed the pain, clenched his teeth, and struggled to use his Yuan Force to resist the toxin. "Hahaha, this old thing is poisoned, the martial artists have been poisoned by this scorpion sting, this old thing is only a ninth-level warrior, how can he live. At this time, Tong Ke and a few people also ran over, and when they saw that the old monster was poisoned, they couldn't help it.