"Ahh With a scream, Jing Changqing brought more than a dozen strong bodies of cultivation essence crystals and cultivation qi crystals to crush and turn into blood mist, Jing Changqing clenched his teeth and resisted with all his might, feeling extremely remorseful in his heart, why did he provoke this evil ghost!

Finally, the fracture was broken, and he initiated a fairy to resist for a while, and I finally felt the great pressure dissipate, the totem died, the energy disappeared, and there was only one person, seeing the shocked expression of the ink jar, as if a survivor, a cold sweat outside, he gasped for breath.

Mo Ding looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "It's not certain whether there will be a disaster in my Jiuyuan Mansion, but if you dare to provoke again, I will destroy you completely!"

Jing Changqing's heart suddenly excited, there was endless fear at this time, only such a blow, he could at least be sure of one thing, not only the tripod is the legal stage, I'm afraid it is not the ordinary legal stage, at least the late stage of the legal stage, or the peak of great perfection!

If not, he couldn't have suffered so much damage because of his inferior magic weapon. A strong person in a normal legal environment simply can't do this.

It's terrible,

Jing Changqing's heart was so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

Jiuyuan Mansion has indeed been suppressed by them for hundreds of years, and from ancient times to the present, in Nantong County, its strength has always ranked first! Because there are so many geniuses!

Back then, Mo Father Ding Mo Yuantu, Fa Xiangfeng, famous Mang Domain!

Mordin's elder brother, when he was forty years old, had the Dharma and was almost going crazy.

At that time, Jiuyuan Mansion, not only in Nantong County, I was afraid that a quarter of the Yuan had their eyes open, and Yuan had their eyes open, and no one dared to provoke them, so they could only raise their heads like turtles.

Then Moninghong was born, the boy shocked the world, and at the age of five awakened an ancient vision!

The geniuses of the Mo family emerge in endlessly, and each generation is more amazing than the next.

Later, Jiuyuan Mansion was in a catastrophe, and Xijing Mansion thought that it could wait for the opportunity to overtake, but today Jing Changqing knew that the tripod turned out to be so terrible! The latter was five or six years younger than him. However, this area has gone beyond his flattery.

"Let's go!" The tripod let out a forced cry, Jing Changqing and the others issued an amnesty, no matter how much they lost today, they fled directly and quickly, for fear that the tripod would suddenly regret it.

Jing Changqing walked away in surprise, drying the corners of his eyes beside the ink tripod, falling into a gloom again, and began to let out that leisurely sigh, so that Mo Yuan could not do anything in his eyes.

"Newspapers! Something happened! Suddenly, a fairy-like cargo owner ran over, stumbling and incoherent.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Mo Yuanming suddenly turned around and asked vigorously.

"Little master, the body of the little master has been taken away!"

Prosperity!

The body of the tripod instantly rises to the ground, flies into the sky like a flowing shadow, flies over the roof, moves in the air. A white light flashed over his head, and he shouted, "Put my son down!"

Who knew that the white light came from an ancient thunderclap: "Humph! You ordinary people, you can't even tell the difference between the living and the dead, and when you have a breath, I will take him to give him a gift, and the old man also-"

Yo!

Then the white light disappeared into the sky.

Immediately, everyone in the Jiuyuan Mansion was trapped in place and did not return to God for half a day. "Shout-" Mo Ding clenched his fists tightly, took a deep breath, immediately picked up the silk of joy, lowered his head, and muttered: "Hong'er has been saved......"

The ink was far away and clear, and he was overjoyed when it shone red on his old face. He could see that he might be the best person he could be, after all, he didn't fly easily with distractions.

After a while, Jiuyuan Building was boiling, and all kinds of shouts rang out.

"God saved haha......"

"God has eyes!

……

The future –

At the foot of the mountain, the layers of green wood, folded Zhang, overlapping peaks in the forest, an unkempt white-haired old man sat cross-legged, not far from him, there were eight deformed purple crystals, and in the middle was a delicate young man, bare-chested, heavy, the muscles in his abdomen were too tight, the temper of solid steel, his neck, forehead, arms, and the muscles of the Dao Dao were violent, and his whole person looked full of strength.

This young man is not just the "dead" Moninhong!

But now, with his normal breathing, heartbeat, and pulse, he's a living person!

At this moment, eight strange-shaped amethyst stones released tiny purple lightning bolts that struck Moninghong's whole body, constantly tempering and repairing his body.

It can be so magical, these small, ink meridians are intermittently incomplete at first, the five internal organs are seriously damaged, unable to gather qi, the sea of qi is broken, at this moment, the meridians in his body are closely linked, the car is repaired, the sea of qi begins to condense, and the internal organs are gradually recovering, and the closure is no different from a normal person.

This kind of washing is non-stop day and night. The gray-haired old man Mo Ninghong sat quietly. In the end, Moninghong's body was completely recovered.

The gray-haired old man opened his blurred eyes. With a flash of light and a wave of his large hand, the eight purple crystals quickly shrunk and then turned into grains of rice.

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Crazy boy, it's time to wake up."

Mo Ninghong closed his eyes and opened them slowly, his eyes were as clear as water, like stars.

He looked around slowly, a look of surprise in his eyes. When his gaze fell on the white-haired old man, he looked more surprised than ever.

"Old man, old man? Moninghong was puzzled. Isn't he the dirty old man who was taken back to Nantong County to eat? But at this time, he suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was no longer old, and his face showed a deep face, full of infinite vitality and vitality, making him feel that he was so unfathomable, completely different from the old man before.

The white-haired old man looked at him quietly with a friendly smile, which made him feel warm, he hadn't felt like this in a long time.

"Hey, hey... Look at your own body, kid. What's wrong with it?"

"Huh?" Mo Ninghong was stunned for a moment, subconsciously checked his body, and then, his face suddenly changed, and his body trembled instantly!