Chapter 775: Saint Martial Spirit Mountain

"You guys, you shouldn't tell the truth, right?"

Jun Mochen suddenly paused, and his eyes looked at Long Feihu and the others on the side.

"When, of course not. ”

Long Feihu was suddenly stared at by Jun Mochen, and immediately couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "It's just, what are you going to do, Jun Shao? If the movement is too big, it will inevitably alarm the Lord of the Lantai Peak." ”

"I didn't let you do anything bad, how could I alarm her. ”

Jun Mochen pursed his lips.

"Since you won't tell the truth, let's go first. ”

Jun Mochen said a word, and gently patted Xiaobai in his arms.

"Wow!"

Xiao Bai reluctantly let out a low roar, but he still jumped into the sky and turned into a majestic white tiger.

"Brush!"

Seeing this, Long Feihu and the others also waved their hands and released the flying demon beast.

"In that case, then we're leaving, too. ”

Standing on Xiaobai's back, Jun Mochen looked back at the majestic mountains behind him and squinted his eyes slightly.

"Brushβ€”"

Several lights and shadows flickered in the distance, and several figures appeared in front of everyone.

The person who is the leader is the emperor's injury.

"Jun Shao, I came to see you off when I was injured, and I wish you a smooth journey on this trip. ”

Huangfu said respectfully to Jun Mochen.

"Then thank you for the blessing of the young master Huangfu. ”

Jun Mochen also hugged his fists and smiled slightly: "Let's go!"

"Boom!"

With a burst of void shock, the group of people turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the sky.

"Young Master, now that His Royal Highness the Holy Son is gone, then, the Great Elder's side ......" Huangfu Lingyun stood behind Huangfu Injury, looked at Jun Mochen's back, and suddenly spoke.

"Hehe, after this Dragon Pool Grand Ceremony, the Great Elder has already aroused the dissatisfaction of the clan elders...... It's been rampant for so long, and we're going to trim his minions!"

The corners of Huangfu's mouth were slightly hooked, and dark lights appeared under his eyes.

"Lingyun understands!"

When Huangfu Lingyun heard this, the essence of his debut also appeared in his eyes.

......

The East China Sea, in the southwest, is a deep mountain range.

"Roarβ€”"

The terrifying roars of beasts rose and fell between the jungles, and terrifying auras emerged from time to time, making this mountain range a little more dangerous.

This mountain range is inaccessible.

Therefore, there are many ferocious beasts in this place, and it is a forbidden area.

"Brush!"

At this time, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the sky, and a majestic white tiger suddenly landed between the mountain ranges.

On the back of the white tiger, a young man stood with his hands in his hands, and behind him stood a beautiful woman.

"Brother Mochen, what kind of place is this?"

Su blinked softly and looked at the young man in front of him.

This young man is naturally Jun Mochen who has left the Huangfu family!

"This place must have entered the sphere of influence of the Temple. Long Feihu suddenly came behind Jun Mochen, looked at the surrounding scenes, and squinted.

"Good eyesight. ”

When Jun Mochen heard this, he also smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the mountain range in front of him.

"Do you know the name of this mountain?"

Jun Mochen asked with a smile.

"If I'm not mistaken, this mountain is the Holy Martial Spirit Mountain. ”

Long Feihu looked in the direction Jun Mochen was pointing and said with a slight pause.

"Not bad. ”

Jun Mochen nodded.

"Jun Shao, you are here to find trouble with the temple?"

At this time, Long Feihu suddenly thought of something, and frowned and said, "Your Highness the Holy Son, the strength of the temple is ...... now."

"Alright. ”

Jun Mochen waved his hand and said indifferently: "I didn't plan to conflict with the temple this time, if I planned to conflict, I wouldn't have brought a few of you here." ”

"That's fine. ”

Long Feihu also breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly asked with some hesitation: "Then, what are you going to do here......

Jun Mochen glanced back at Long Feihu, saw that the other party's face was full of worry, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't do anything big." On this trip, I just wanted to kill a few people. ”

"How many people to kill?!"

When Long Feihu heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

Homicide.

This thing is not called big, so what is called big?

"Just kidding, don't get excited. ”

The corners of Jun Mochen's mouth rose slightly, and his figure flashed, heading towards the depths of the mountain range: "However, whether or not to kill people on this trip is not something I can decide." ”

Everyone looked at each other and followed.

This mountain range is obviously different from ordinary mountains. As soon as they entered it, everyone could feel that there was an extremely terrifying force surging around them.

Brush!

Brush!

And just as everyone was moving forward, suddenly there were several sounds of breaking the void between the voids.

"What's going on!?"

Long Feihu's complexion changed, and immediately the true qi in his body was quietly running.

"Alright. ”

Jun Mochen waved his hand and looked at the several black shadows that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"This is a forbidden place in my temple, and no one is allowed to enter it. ”

The voice of the man in black at the head came coldly.

"Okay, I'm not going to have a conflict with you on this trip, get out of the way quickly, I can spare your lives. ”

Jun Mochen's eyes swept at everyone indifferently.

"Look for death!"

The men in black glanced at each other, and immediately two of them stepped on the ground, and the whole person shot towards Jun Mochen like an arrow.

"Boom!"

The surging true qi suddenly erupted from their bodies, suppressing Jun Mochen like a mountain range.

"Yin Yang Realm One Heaven Cultivator!"

Feeling that fluctuation, Long Feihu's complexion suddenly changed.

Obviously, he didn't expect that this random person who appeared guarding the mountain would actually be able to have the cultivation of the Yin and Yang Realm!

"Looks like a master......

The corners of Jun Mochen's mouth hooked, "In this way, I can only invite you to a big meal." ”

"Invite us to a big meal?"

Everyone looked at each other and immediately laughed: "Stinky boy, are you very unpopular, do you think you can buy us with one meal?"

"It's stupid. ”

Jun Mochen pinched his eyebrows, looking at these people, and a little banter appeared in his eyes.

"Boy, what did you say?"

The man in black suddenly turned a little cold, and his eyes locked on Jun Mochen in front of him.

"I said, you can still laugh when you die, I really don't know if you are really stupid or fake?"

Jun Mochen shook his head gently.

Brush!

And the next moment.

He didn't give the other party a chance to come back to his senses, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

"What about others?"

The faces of several men in black suddenly changed.

"Eight Desolations Creation Palm!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind them.

"Brush!"

Everyone turned around, and before they could come back to their senses, a huge palm print came down with a bang.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, several black-clothed people were directly swallowed by the power of their palms, like cannonballs, and fell down the cliff fiercely.

"Looks like it's stupid. ”

Jun Mochen's figure flashed, and he returned to the place where he was standing before, and shook his head gently.