"With so many people on the other side, will the three little friends suffer?" someone asked Mao Zhentian.

"The cultivation of the highest foundation building mid-stage, these three boys can cope with it. Mao Zhentian's divine sense swept over and said lightly, looking like he was not worried that Mao Rui and the three of them would suffer at all.

"Brother Zhentian, that's the granddaughter of the Third Elder, could it...?" The old man, who was sitting next to Mao Zhentian, who was asked by Mao Zhentian about the identity of the woman just now, hesitated for a moment and asked.

This person didn't say everything, but it was enough for Mao Zhentian to understand what he meant, and said: "My grandson beat the granddaughter of the third child, and I can only blame this little girl for not being good at learning." ”

Only then did the elders on the side remember Mao Zhentian's identity, he was the eldest son and grandson of his generation, and he was the brother of the three elders, and his qualifications were even older than the three elders.

If he hadn't left home back then, the current position of patriarch would be his.

Thinking about the key, the old men were glad that they had made a choice, and their minds relaxed a lot, and they toasted Mao Zhentian while watching the battle situation.

It seems that the fight between Mao Rui and others is regarded as a performance.

Some have even begun to comment.

Mao Zhentian took a sip of wine, as if he remembered something, and suddenly said, "Ah, I forgot to remind these three boys and let them do it." ”

"Haha, Brother Zhentian can't be, can the three little friends still make trouble?" someone laughed and quipped.

But he didn't want Mao Zhentian to say with a serious face: "If you don't say it, it's really possible." ”

Then he shouted loudly: "How can that girl say that she is also a member of the Mao tribe, the three of you have been killed, and it is taboo to kill the same clan, and if you want to kill it, find a place where no one is there." ”

Congregation: "......"

This reminder... Sounds weird.

Mao Zhe: "Okay. ”

Mao Rui: "Got it. ”

Mao Hao asked in a low voice, "Grandpa is hinting to us, now drag this woman to a place where no one is there and kill her?"

Congregation: "......"

Is that really what it means? It's so hard to understand what this family is saying...

Also, all the people present are monks, and their ear power is far beyond ordinary people, and they can be heard at such a distance, whether they are small or not.

Mao Zhe paused in his hand and replied: "It's not now, it's later." ”

"And now?"

Mao Rui had already gouged out the eyes of the young man in white, pulled out her tongue, and was crushing her right hand bone at the moment. ”

"Oh oh oh, okay grandpa, I see. Mao Hao said abruptly.

After speaking, a hammer broke the leg bone of the man who was suspected to be the father of the young man in white.

Just like Mao Zhentian said, among this group of people, the highest cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, and it does not pose a threat to Mao Rui and the three of them.

The three of them didn't even fully perform the physical cultivation method, so they kept it as it was, and after they got closer, they grabbed one of them and beat them up closely.

This made the dozen or so people on the young man in white very uncomfortable, and they were cautious about using spells on Mao Rui and the three of them, for fear of accidentally hurting their own people.

A few minutes later, on the side of the young man in white, except for the young man in white, there was no one still standing in the field.

One by one, they were lying on the ground, or they were lying on the ground, and their limbs were limp and wailing.

Among them, the mother of the boy in white was the most miserable, not only the bones of her limbs were crushed by Mao Rui inch by inch, but her eyes and tongue were also dug out and pulled out.

The reason why this happened was just because she glared at Mao Rui a few more times than others and said a few more words to Mao Rui.

"There is another one, although the upper body is disabled, the legs are still fine, do you want to break it?" Mao Hao said as he stood beside the young man in white.

The young man in white couldn't see or speak, but his ears were still fine, and after hearing Mao Hao's words, he was frightened.

The wails of the others are still echoing in their ears, and the pain of broken bones that they just experienced last night, how can they not be afraid?

"Forget it, according to seniority, we are still his uncle, and it is not good to go out with a big bullying novel. Mao Zhe shook his head and said.

The three elders and Mao Zhentian are of the same generation, the mother of the young man in white is the granddaughter of the three elders, and the three of them are of the same generation, and the young man in white really wants to call Mao Hao and the three uncles.

The longevity of Xiuzhen is long, and the age gap between the children of the double cultivator is large, and it is common for the younger generation to be older than the elders.

The young man in white is a little younger than Mao Hao and the others, but it is not surprising that he wants to call them uncle.

"Big bullying small, last night Brother Rui didn't beat him up like the same. Mao Hao muttered.

"Didn't you know yesterday. Mao Zhe replied weakly, in his feeling, Xiao Haozi is too lazy, such a simple thing, just use his brain to understand, but he doesn't even bother to think about it.

Mao Hao pulled his nose and said suspiciously: "What kind of taste, so sassy." ”

"I'll go, how old are you kid, you actually pee your pants, and you don't feel irritable. When he saw a puddle of water on the pants of the young man in white, Mao Hao exclaimed exaggeratedly, and stayed away from the young man in white with a look of disgust.

It turned out that when Mao Hao said that he was going to break his legs just now, the young man in white was frightened and peed his pants.

"Hold it back for me, if you can't hold it back, I'll break your three legs. Seeing that the water trail was still expanding, Mao Rui frowned and shouted.

"Woo~~" The young man in white had his tongue pulled out, whined twice, stiffened, and fainted by Mao Rui.

"Brother Rui is Brother Rui, this thing, it's out, and it can still be held back. Mao Hao came to Mao Zhe's side and said with a trembling body of fat.

"Go back. Mao Zhe whispered and walked towards the place where he had been sitting.

It can be seen from his slightly shrugged shoulders that Mao Zhe is also working very hard not to let himself laugh.

All three of them returned to their places, eating and drinking, as if nothing had happened.

Mao Shihao waved his hand, and several Mao family guests walked out, and one of them asked the people on the side about the residence of the white-clothed young man and others, and then left with a dozen people out of thin air.

When more than a dozen of the wounded were returned to their quarters, everyone who remained in their quarters was shocked.

Last night, the little boy was seriously injured and was sent in. Today, Mrs. and Uncle took more than ten people to find a venue, but they didn't want to, and they ended up being the same as the little son, who was seriously injured and sent back.

The servants and maids were all in chaos, and they hurriedly carried out healing dressings, and some of them were calm, and they ran to report to the higher levels of the clan.

A few Mao family guests didn't bother to pay attention to it, and after putting them down, they left without saying a word.

The banquet held by the Mao family continued, and it was not interrupted by the arrival of the young man in white and others.

During the banquet, one of them said to Mao Zhentian: "Brother Zhentian, I have something to tell you, the cultivation of the three elders has reached the peak of the early stage of Jindan seven years ago, and they have been in retreat all these years. If it is out of the customs, its cultivation is afraid..."

Mao Zhentian nodded and toasted to this person.

This person has reached the point, and the words have been told, so he will not say more.

Mao Rui peeled peanuts in his hand, but his eyes flashed after this person finished speaking.

The feast began at noon and continued until night, when the crowd dispersed.

Mao Rui did not go back to his room immediately, but came to Mao Zhentian's residence.

After seeing Mao Zhentian, he didn't say much, he directly took out the Nine Dragons Black Coffin, opened the coffin, and pinched a few tricks on the golden-red bones.

Then he took out the tattered black robe and put it on the golden red bones, and took out a white grimace mask and put it on the skull.

Finally, the Kowloon black coffin was taken back into the space bag.

After doing this, Mao Rui left directly, during which the grandfather and grandson did not say a word.

After Mao Rui left, Mao Zhentian smiled with satisfaction.

As the founder of refining the Blood Guard, how could he not see that the trick that Mao Rui pinched just now was to remove the control of the Blood Guard.

Mao Rui did this, obviously because after knowing the cultivation of the three elders, he was afraid that he would be invincible, so he used it for self-defense.

Considering that Mao Zhentian didn't have a space bag, he couldn't hold the bones in the storage bag, so he put a tattered gray robe on top of the bones and put on a grimace mask, so that he could follow Mao Zhentian with him without being seen by others.

"What thoughtful!" Mao Zhentian said to himself with a smile.

As for why Mao Rui didn't manipulate the golden red bones to deal with the three elders by himself, Mao Zhentian couldn't guess it.

After hitting a few spells on the golden red skeleton and gaining control of the skeleton, Mao Zhentian began to familiarize himself with some of the skeleton's movements in the house.

In the past, when I saw Mao Rui manipulating it, I only felt that the strength of this skeleton was not weak, but now after controlling it myself, I clearly felt the horror of this skeleton.

Every inch of the bone was extremely hard, and some spells hit it, but not even the slightest trace was left behind.

Before, he was still thinking about a way to deal with the three elders, but Mao Rui directly sent Gu Bones over to help him solve it.

With this golden-red, skeletal-looking blood guard, Mao Zhentian's strength can be said to have multiplied several times, and when he speaks in the clan, he can be a lot tougher.

With strength, let alone cripple the granddaughter of the three elders, even if it is to cripple the three elders, it is not a big problem.

After all, in the cultivation realm, only those with big fists have the right to speak.

After Mao Rui returned to his residence, he took away a few maids and servants who took care of him, and laid out layers of formations outside the entire residence.

Open the portal of the netherworld that he pulled out, and take out the black coffin of Jiufeng from it.

Looking at the dried corpse lying in the coffin, Mao Rui said to himself:

"The bones of the Burning Heaven Ancestor have always been regarded by me as the biggest hole card, but now there are too many people who know this card, and it is difficult to have a surprise effect, so I simply put it on the bright side and re-refine a powerful blood guard to be my hole card. ”

The consciousness in the dry corpse, in the case of sealing for a long time and failing to fully control the body, can suppress the current Mao Rui, you can imagine how strong it will be after it fully explodes, if it is refined into a blood guard, controlled by Mao Rui, I am afraid that the strength is not under the golden red bones.

In this way, Mao Rui has one more hole card in his hand.

When Mao Zhentian runs out, it will be more perfect to take back the bones.

Of course, the premise is that Mao Rui can successfully refine the dry corpse into a blood guard.