[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Shanshu received a message from the flying pigeon, which mentioned that the people he secretly sent had arrived in Kunming City and started the operation to eradicate the Immortal Dao as planned. Mu Qingming and Mo Han used their phantoms to deceive the eyes of the Immortal Daoists, and suddenly launched an attack with fox fire, catching the two Immortal Daoists off guard. After drawing out the joint efforts of Mu Qingming and Mo Han, after killing the Immortal Daoists, they rushed to the cave where Lian'er was imprisoned. Mu Qingming was not in a hurry to untie Lian'er's body and trap Lian'er's hallucination, but asked Mo Han, who had already learned a lot of medical skills from Miaoyu, to check Lian'er's pulse first. I want to confirm whether Lian'er has become a container. 】

In the mountain breeze that should have been cool, there was suddenly a little more scorching heat. Although the fox fire was extinguished by the wind, the heat wave still rose in the scorched black brought by the fox fire after it landed, blurring all the surrounding scenery.

Mo Han has been practicing for several months, and he has been able to easily inject the aura of fire between heaven and earth into the fox fire. This increases the power of the fox fire and increases the temperature of the flame.

The lean Immortal Taoist felt pain on his back, and bursts of hot pain kept coming from under his sad skin that had been burned by the fox fire. Fortunately, he had evil qi to protect his body and helped him block the fox fire, otherwise he would not just be burned now, but his skin and flesh would have melted.

Suffering from pain, he instinctively turned over and turned his back to the sky. Let the fox fire on the back be quickly extinguished by friction with the ground. At the same time, I saw that on the branch of an arm-thick tree above my head, I stood steadily and disappeared for a moment.

The green fox fire that swallowed just now was spit out by Mo Han while he was unprepared.

Looking at each other, the lean Immortal Daoist saw that Mo Han's eyes were full of anger.

The surviving Immortal Daoists today all know more or less that they have been fighting with the Dragon Lockers for hundreds of years. Both sides fought too deeply and had a lot of hatred. However, in Mo Han's eyes full of anger, there was a kind of gritted hatred, mixed in with it.

The Immortal Daoist was shocked, and he wondered a little.

No matter how much you fight with the dragon lockers, you don't have the hatred of killing your father or taking your wife? At least the cultists who are still alive today do not have these two hatreds with the dragon lockers. Why is it that in the cold eyes that look down at him, there is a cold gaze that wants to tear him apart?

In a moment of wonder as the lean Immortal Daoist flickered, his companion had already risen from the ground. And the bushes around him swayed in the wind, bringing with them a rustling sound. At the same time, a black shadow sprang out of the dense bushes.

Before the lean Immortal Daoist could react, the black shadow rushed to his side, and when he suddenly opened his mouth, his saliva flowed, and at the same time, two rows of cold and bright sharp fangs in his mouth appeared, like knives and swords.

What suddenly came out was the cunning snow leopard that had been hiding before.

I saw that the snow leopard's mouth had fangs as thick as a little finger, and the cold glow brought by it shook the immortal Taoist for a while. Almost at this moment, the snow leopard was already aimed at his neck and bit down without hesitation.

The fangs in the cunning mouth are as hard as iron, like stainless steel. Even the heavy dragon scales are chewed like chewing broad beans, not to mention that the skin and flesh of this immortal Taoist who has no protective evil qi can't stop the sharpness and hardness of the cunning fangs.

Changshengdao didn't even have a chance to resist, and his neck was bitten through the flesh by the sharp fangs of the cunning snow leopard, and his muscles and bones and trachea were broken. Immediately, blood gushed out of his mouth like a gushing spring.

The immortal Taoist who twitched in pain, under the bite of the cunning snow leopard twisting its head and roaring in a low voice, instinctively opened its mouth and cried out in pain, but it couldn't make a sound. Only bubbles of blood poured out of his mouth and nose.

Even a dragon is not a cunning opponent, not to mention an unsuspecting immortal Taoist who was shattered by the Mo Han Fox Fire and has a protective evil qi, how could he beat this tall and strong evil cunning?

The blood beads splashed and the blood dispersed, and the long white hairs on the face, chest and forelimbs of the vicious snow leopard were soon dyed with patches of conspicuous red, which was particularly dazzling.

After a while, the snow leopard sly, with its sharp fangs and powerful masseter muscles, completely bit off the neck of the Immortal Daoist with a "click" sound of bone cracking.

The surviving Immortal Daoists, looking at this cruel and bloody scene, smelled the smell of blood in the air, and for a moment the horror spread rapidly in the sockets of his eyes that were as round as copper bells and the corners of his eyes were slightly cracked.

As cultists, they have done a lot of cruel and bloody things, and they are even more accustomed to cruel and bloody acts. But the cruel and bloody way of killing people was still shocking to see the immortal Taoist who had survived for the time being, and when his hands trembled, he couldn't help but take two steps back, and the fear in his eyes was even greater.

"It turns out that you are the one who has the deepest path." Mu Qingming's voice came from above the heads of the disciples who were standing.

The Immortal Daoist, who was also burned by the fox fire and burned a few holes in his clothes, but the skin under the cave was not damaged, suddenly raised his head and looked away, and saw Mu Qingming standing on the branch above his head, raising his eyes to look at Mo Han on the opposite side, and said reluctantly: "It seems that I lost, go back and give you the two oceans." ”。

The cultist looked puzzled and frowned. But combined with what he said and his expression, after thinking about it carefully, he knew that this couple of dragon lockers were betting on him and his dead companions, whose morality was high.

The blood was diffuse, and the nearby woods were filled with the pungent smell of blood. The cunning snow leopard, whose mouth was full of crimson blood, raised his head, looked at the surviving cultist with a fierce gaze, and grinned again.

The surviving Immortal Daoists suddenly felt a little happy. After all, the conversation between Mu Qingming and his wife also proved that his Taoism was high, so Fox Fire couldn't easily crack his body-protecting evil qi, and he was still alive now.

But the euphoria is fleeting; After all, Mu Qingming and his wife actually bet on which of the two of them had a higher Dao at the moment when the great enemy was present, and the Immortal Daoist felt that he had been greatly insulted.

"Can you be a little nervous and respect me!" The Immortal Daoist roared angrily, jumped up on tiptoe, and was instantly off the ground. Holding the short knife tightly, he rushed straight to Mu Qingming.

"Respect is earned by yourself, let me see if you have the qualifications and ability to earn our respect." Mu Qingming was not afraid, leaned forward with his head to the ground, turned over and jumped down from the branch, like an arrow from the string, towards the disciples.

Mu Qingming's movements made the branches tremble suddenly, shaking off pieces of green leaves, and swirling with the wind in mid-air. A spider web between the branches was also shattered into spider silk at the moment when Mu Qing came to open the branches, hanging on the branches and flying in the wind.

In an instant, the two collided in mid-air. Mu Qingming's hands accurately grabbed the wrists of the Immortal Daoist, making the opponent's hands unable to exert force. The tip of the short knife in his hand was about half an inch in front of Mu Qing's eyes, and he couldn't get any closer.

The two froze in mid-air, relying on their own thaumaturgy to volley.

The sharp tip of the knife was in front of him, and Mu Qingming, who was not frightened, was still calm. He looked at the immortal Taoist and smiled without saying a word, his five fingers still holding the other party's wrist without moving, and on the wrist of the immortal Taoist, the dredging gradually appeared.

The Immortal Daoist could not be as easy as Mu Qingming, and the green tendons on his arms were already bulging, supporting his smooth skin. There are beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, dripping down.

Not only that, but no matter how hard he tried, his hands just couldn't be turbulent.

Mo Han had already made a leap and was coming this way. The porcelain bottle in the same hand flipped over, and when the mouth of the bottle was facing down, the colorless and odorless liquid in the bottle flowed out, and every drop of liquid fell on the corpse of the immortal Taoist on the ground.

White smoke rose up, and the skin, flesh, bones, and blood of the dead Immortal Daoists were rapidly dissolving.

But when Mo Han stepped in, the corpses of the Immortal Daoists on the ground had melted down to the point that only their clothes, pants, shoes and socks remained, and not even a bit of bone residue remained.

I saw that the five fingers of Mo Han's right hand were stretched out, and the green Qi covered her entire palm. After deceiving himself, he used his hand as a knife, and his fingers stabbed the waist of the immortal Taoist without hesitation, and slashed the disciple in the waist......

After a while, Mu Qingming and Mo Han, who were safe and sound, walked into the cave with the cunning snow leopard. As for the immortal Taoists outside, they had already died in Huangquan, and their bones had been melted by the corpse water.

As soon as I entered the cave, I felt a breath of corpses filling every corner of the cave. Mu Qingming and they all opened their eyes, and they could see it really in the dark, they could all see a beautiful girl's side, and there were children's bones everywhere.

Many bones, and almost every bone, have gnawing marks left by teeth. After thinking about it for a while, I knew that it was those two immortal Taoists who were living in these barren mountains and mountains, specifically by eating children.

The bones of the white flowers, the small tooth marks on the bones, all looked uncomfortable. He frowned and turned his head away, unwilling to take another look at the white bones. Especially the three children's skulls with hollow eye sockets, no teeth in their mouths, and the shattered skulls of the Tianling Gai, made Mo Han's heart tense just by looking at it.

And the delicate girl surrounded by bones, her eyes were dull and her expression was blank, Mu Qingming and his wife were both experts in thaumaturgy, and when they looked closely, they knew that this person had been caught in the illusion, and was trapped in the illusion and lost his mind, and had no sense.

She just sat on the ground, motionless and silent.

Mu Qingming took out the purple river car and sniffed it for the cunning snow leopard, who stepped forward to sniff the woman's skirt and shoes. Then he turned his head to Mu Qingming and called out.

Mu Qingming knew that the snow leopard's dull and powerful call was telling him to confirm the target - that was Lian'er.

"She seems to have been trapped by some evil spirit using illusion as a medium. In the eight veins of the strange meridians in the body, there are chaotic evil qi circulating. Mo Han's eyes swept Lian'er up and down, and asked her husband, "Can you unravel the illusion on her?" ”。

"Yes, but before that, you can show me first, whether she has a fetus in her body, and whether she has a happy pulse?" Mu Qingming nodded and said.

"Joy?" Mo Hanhu frowned suspiciously, but then he stepped forward, squatted down beside the stupid Lian'er, and reached out to put his hand on Lian'er's hand.

She and Miaoyu Miaole learned some medical skills; As the so-called famous teacher produces a high apprentice, and the technical work of taking the pulse, Mu Qingming is not as good as his wife.

And he asked his wife to check the pulse of the stunned Lian'er first, just to confirm whether Lian'er had become a container for the ghost fetus when she was abducted here.

What is the result of Mo Han's pulse? I want to know what happened next, and listen to the next breakdown.