The yellow sand is long, Jiang Mo has been trekking in the Shura battlefield for a whole day, even with the guidance of that blood-colored token, it is not easy to find the location of the sacrificial ceremony.

"Hey, brother, it's not easy to meet on the battlefield, let's go together!" a middle-aged man's voice came.

Jiang Mo stood still, then turned around, and saw a group of five people appearing behind him, the middle-aged man who spoke was very tall, and there was a hideous green dragon tattoo on his bare arm.

Among the five people, there was also a woman with a very strong figure, the woman was wearing a deerskin dress, fair skin, a pair of long legs, round and slender, very moving.

The other three all had indifferent faces and looked like they were not approachable.

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, who can appear in the depths of this Shura battlefield, which one is not a ruthless person who can take charge alone, like this kind of five people walking together, they may not have strong combat power alone, but they basically have some kind of combined attack martial arts, which cannot be underestimated.

"Going in a group? I'm sorry, I'm used to going it alone. Jiang Mo shook his head and politely rejected the middle-aged strong man's proposal.

"Brother Biao, seeing that this person is not very old, he dares to go to the depths of the Shura battlefield alone, there should be something wrong with his brain. Why should we bring a drag oil bottle?"

A young man with a grim face said.

Hearing this, the middle-aged strong man known as Brother Biao glared at the young man and said, "I don't need you to teach me to do things." ”

Seeing Brother Biao's serious face, the young man couldn't help but retreat.

"This young man, in the depths of the Shura battlefield, is no better than the outside world, and it is indeed a little dangerous to wander alone. Why don't you just come with us?" said the girl in a deerskin dress with her slender and round legs, pursing her red lips.

Brother Biao and Yue'er, who are the leaders, have a lot more experience than the young man, and naturally understand that people can't look good, and those who can come here have no way to be strong alone, or in a group, and which one is really weak?

"Little brother, let me tell you the truth, recently we inquired about what kind of sacrificial ceremony the demon clan is going to have. It is said that the monks of our human race are used as blood food sacrifices to sacrifice to the demon god. Although we are not very strong, we have to do something. We can't let those guys of the demon clan wantonly slaughter our compatriots. The righteousness that the middle-aged strong man said was awe-inspiring, but Jiang Mo didn't see any righteous expression in his eyes.

"Oh, there is such a thing?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised.

Jiang Mo pretended to be very angry on his face, but he also observed that the expressions of those people were very flat, and there was even a look of eagerness.

Thinking that they went to save the Terran monks was fake, and wanting to take advantage of the demon clan's sacrifice ceremony to get a piece of the pie was the real purpose.

Jiang Mo didn't bother to demolish them, as long as he could successfully rescue the group of elder disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect, and then take the great creation that the yellow cat said, Jiang Mo's goal would be achieved.

In this world, people die for money, birds die for food, and nothing can escape a sharp word.

"Well, we inquired that the sacrifice ceremony of the demon clan was held on these two days. According to the information I just got, the location of the sacrificial ceremony seems to be near here. We thought that one more person is always more strength, so we will find you little brother to come and go together. The middle-aged strong man said righteously.

"Oh, that's right. Jiang Mo deliberately pretended to have a look of sudden realization, in fact, it was also very difficult for him to find the location of the sacrificial ceremony, if these five people knew the exact location, it would also save Jiang Mo's time.

However, if Brother Biao and Yue'er thought that Jiang Mo was a rookie who was easy to take advantage of, then I am afraid they would all suffer a big loss.

"How is it, little brother, are you interested in walking with us?" Yue'er's voice was very beautiful, laughing, looking extremely charming, Jiang Mo glanced at the three monks with straight faces behind him, and two of them seemed to have different thoughts about Yue'er.

Of course, since the two of them are so warmly invited, if they still refuse, it seems too ignorant to be promoted. Jiang Mo smiled.

"That being the case, it would be great that the six of us would be able to take care of each other. ”

Yue'er's laughter is crisp and pleasant, like a lark.

With Jiang Mo, the lineup of six people in this line is also very large, as long as they don't meet a monk above the martial arts sect, they can almost walk sideways.

Half an hour later, a small tribe with a radius of about five miles appeared in front of the six of them.

Seeing this, the middle-aged strong man stopped, and the girl in the deerskin skirt named Yue'er slowly approached the middle-aged strong man, and the two whispered something.

Then, the middle-aged strong man took out a parchment map and looked at it with care.

"Little brother, according to the news we have received, the sacrificial ceremony is here. After carefully looking at the map for a long time, the middle-aged strong man said seriously to Jiang Mo.

"What do you think, and what should you do?"

Jiang Mo crossed his arms to his chest, in this small tribe, there was not even the breath of a martial arts powerhouse, to say that this was the place where the demon clan sacrificed the ceremony, Jiang Mo's nose didn't believe it.

But the middle-aged strong man still swore an oath, so he felt that this was here, and his expression was serious, as if he was facing a great enemy, which made Jiang Mo feel funny.

"Little brother, the five of us know some techniques of combined attacks, and if we talk about the ability to fight alone, we may not be as good as a three-star martial emperor. If you are willing, little brother, the five of us can sweep the formation for you, and as long as we can kill it, we will be able to obtain the treasures in the sacrificial ceremony!" the middle-aged strong man said seriously.

Jiang Mo shrugged his shoulders, this kind of trick that obviously treats him as cannon fodder is really a bit too low-level, I'm afraid that ten-year-old children can hear the doorway here.

Although there are no strong people in this small tribe, Jiang Mo doesn't want to be played by others like this.

He said: "Maybe Your Excellency overestimates my strength, if I rush in, I'm afraid that the first one will be killed on the spot!"

"Cut, Brother Biao, I said early in the morning, this guy is an obvious coward, calling him is useless. The grim-faced young monk snorted coldly.

The middle-aged strong man known as Brother Biao frowned without a trace.

The reason why they came here was not to look for some sacrificial ceremony, but that Brother Biao's nephew was caught here, saying that he was going to be escorted to the demon clan for a certain demon clan lord to enjoy.

Only then did I have to gather people and rush here.

At this time, Yue'er walked to Jiang Mo's side, and a soft smile appeared on her charming face, and she said: "If Shaoxia is willing to take the lead, Yue'er is willing to agree to any thing about Shaoxia afterwards." ”

(End of chapter)