With a muffled bang, Mu Jinglu stomped his feet fiercely, waking up the soldiers under his command, and roared in a deep and solemn voice: "Prepare for war!"

Lu Zhu, Zhang Qiu and the others were awakened, and instantly set up a 'Five Elements Array' and waited for the battle.

One, two...

One by one, the demons appeared, and the pasture roads were counted one by one, and by the end, the color of the pasture roads became unsightly.

The whole song of Nightmare Demons, what worries Mujinglu the most is that the Nightmare Qu Shuai in the late stage of the Orange Order is also among them.

In the impression of the pasture road, the military discipline of the demon is very poor, and no matter what time it is, it will make a creaking and oozing sound.

But at this time, the more than a thousand demons in front of the pasture road were terrifyingly quiet. Even the majestic nightmare is silent.

"Goo-dong!" Seeing the sudden appearance in front of him, and the imposing song of the nightmare, Mu Jinglu subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong...", led by the pasture road, thirty-five voices of swallowing saliva sounded one after another.

Mu Jinglu, who was a little embarrassed, turned his head to look at Bai Yan, the only one who did not swallow saliva, with an expression of great admiration for you. At this time, Bai Yan's face was also a little pale, and he also turned his head to look at the pasture path.

"Team rate, I... My mouth... Dry mouth. ”

Bai Yan's voice trembled, and he said with a little stutter.

It turns out that this kid is also afraid, I thought this kid was daring to the sky. Mu Jinglu complained speechlessly, did not answer, turned his head and continued to stare at the demon in front of him, his brain kept spinning, thinking about countermeasures.

"Crunch..."The Nightmare Demon Qu Shuai kept smashing his ugly mouth, making a penetrating sound, and took two steps forward with a weird smile: "Quack... Ben Shuai's luck is good. I actually met such a group of delicacies. ”

The Demon Demon Qu Shuai was not tall, not as long as the shoulders of the pasture path. Coupled with the constant shrinking eyes of the Nightmare Demon Qu Shuai, Mu Jinglu can confirm that this Qu Shuai should be a Nightmare.

"These beasts are good, hehe. The demon smiled strangely and said greedily: "Eat all your souls today, and Ben Shuai will definitely be able to break through the cultivation." ”

Mu Jinglu frowned fiercely, quietly stretched out a hand behind his back, and made a few gestures to Lu Zhu and the others behind him.

"Hehe, it's just a handsome song, it's really rampant!" Mu Jinglu smiled disdainfully, interrupting the smug demon's pride: "If we only have this little cultivation, I dare to dive into Lingzuka Mountain so deeply?"

"Human, what do you mean?" Qu Shuai was slightly startled when he heard this, and then quickly looked around, as if he was sure that there were no other humans, and then looked at the pasture path with a twisted face.

"What do you mean? Hehe!" Seeing the reaction of the demon Qu Shuai, the fear in Mu Jinglu's heart disappeared halfway, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled strangely: "Since you are already Qu Shuai, you naturally know something about us humans." Since we want to explore the hinterland of your demons, there will only be our vanguard army with only red-rank cultivation?"

After saying that, the demon Qu Shuai seemed to be more and more jealous.

A group of low-level soldiers with red-level cultivation actually have alien beasts with orange-level cultivation, is there an ambush?

Human beings have always been cunning, and the more they talk about things, the more impossible they become.

Demon Qu Shuai seemed to feel that he was thinking very correctly, and took a step forward again, and smiled fiercely: "In that case, human beings, call them out, how about we fight in a dignified manner?"

I didn't want this Demon Qu Shuai to be so smart, especially when it stepped out of this step, with the unique Demon Demon's coercion, and pressed towards Mu Jinglu and the others.

Mu Jinglu thought in surprise, and his heart became a little anxious. Aside from riding on the trail quickly, Mujinglu didn't think of any other way to escape the Nightmare.

But if you ride on the sparse and run wildly, I am afraid that it will not attract a nightmare of one tun and one song.

"Fight? Mu Jinglu tried to calm himself, still pretending to be confident, and said: "Since we are pioneers and scouts, our main purpose is naturally to investigate the enemy's situation. ”

"Our low-level team is in danger, and their high-level team is naturally able to save if they can, and give up if they can't. Mu Jinglu continued with a mysterious face: "Whether they appear or not depends on whether you want to swallow our team alone." ”

Mu Jinglu didn't seem to have the slightest backbone, and said that his team was like food, either it was divided up by their nightmare demon, or it was shown by other nightmare demons, so that the nightmare demon in front of him couldn't eat alone.

The meaning of the pastoral path is also very obvious, if you want to eat us, you can! But you still need to talk about the conditions.

Demon Qu Shuai's eyes narrowed, and his dark face looked very gloomy, as if he was very dissatisfied with the threat of the pasture path. However, Mu Jinglu told the Nightmare Qu Shuai's worries, which made the Nightmare Qu Shuai also hesitate.

If you discover the enemy, you will naturally have meritorious deeds, and you can also obtain a lot of strange treasures that are useful to the nightmare demons. But for a team of high-quality souls in front of him, the treasures obtained from meritorious deeds are not half a star.

"Team rate, if you can, it's not impossible to fight with this nightmare demon. Bai Yan suddenly whispered in the ear of Mu Jinglu: "It has been recorded in the classics of my division that the various armies and battalions of the Demon Demon have jurisdiction when they are not at war. The range of a nightmare demon should be within three hundred miles. ”

"The Nightmare Demon cultivation is the highest, and it is only the late stage of the Nightmare Demon Qu Handsome Orange Rank. As long as the team can deal with it, we..."

Although Bai Yan didn't finish speaking, Mu Jinglu could understand what Bai Yan meant. With the fight between himself and the Nightmare Demon Qu Shuai, it is impossible to find out in time from three hundred miles away, as long as the Nightmare cannot release the wolf smoke they contacted.

"Bai Yan, are you sure?" Mu Jinglu asked with some disbelief, "During the day, when we were looking for the traces of the treacherous demons, we encountered a lot of teams of demons, especially the half-curved team that we met for the first time. ”

Bai Yan nodded firmly and said, "During the day, the perception of the Nightmare Demon is not as good as that at night, so it will naturally strengthen patrols. But the night is different, not to mention the increase in the perception of the demons, they will also scatter to various places, looking for 'food'. ”

The word food made Mu Jinglu frown, and there was a faint hint of murder between his eyebrows.

"I believe in you. Mu Jinglu looked at Bai Yan, then turned his head, looked at the Demon Qu Shuai and said, "I don't know if Qu Shuai dares to make a bet with me?"

"Bet?"

The Demon Qu Shuai was puzzled for a while, and looked at the pastoral path in confusion and defense.

Mu Jinglu smiled lightly, and said seemingly very calmly: "Each depends on cultivation, and fights to the death." I'll win, you let us go. If you win, we will not resist, and we will be at your disposal. ”

Demon Qu Shuai squinted his eyes and took a deep look at the pastoral path, weighing it in his mind.

For the Demon Qu Shuai, it is naturally best to be able to eat alone. However, the Pastoral Path Road only had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Red Order, and the Demon Nightmare did not understand where the Pastoral Path Road got the courage to duel with him.

"Don't dare?"

"Oh! Demon Qu Shuai snorted disdainfully: "Ben Shuai is in the late stage of the orange order, and he is still afraid of you as a human monk in the middle of the red order?"

When the demon Qu Shuai agreed, Mu Jinglu's eyes lit up. It seems that there are indeed no other demon teams around.

Bai Yan beside the pastoral path road had a calm face, and secretly admired the pastoral path road. Regardless of whether Mu Jinglu believed in himself or not, he used his own method to confirm the surrounding situation from the mouth of the Demon Qu Shuai.

Since the Nightmare Demon wants to eat alone, he naturally doesn't want to attract the attention of the other parts of the Nightmare Demon. Being able to accept the challenge of the pastoral path proves that there are indeed no other demons in the vicinity.

Mu Jinglu waved his hand lightly, signaling everyone behind him to retreat. At the moment of waving his hand, the pastoral path quietly made a few more gestures.

The demon looked at the confident pastoral path, and without the slightest worry, his two claws quickly sealed.

"Fighting beasts, sleepy!" Before the pastoral path could react, the demon let out a soft snort, and a black ripple quickly spread out in all directions.

"This is the unique trapping spell of my nightmare demon, this handsome is immortal, and the trapping spell is incomprehensible. ”

The Nightmare said with a smug chuckle, as if he had understood the plan of the Pastoral Path.

Hearing this, Mu Jinglu's face sank suddenly. It seems that the Nightmare Demon is not a stupid person, maybe the Nightmare Demon has just lost the memory of his life, but the combat techniques and even wisdom and experience before his life are very likely to leave a little.

Mu Jinglu thought so, and his heart was extremely heavy. If so, it seems that the struggle between humans and the demons is even more tragic than he imagined.

There was no nonsense in Mujinglu, his right hand shook, and the broken sword on his waist rolled, and it automatically appeared in the palm of Mujinglu's palm. Immediately after that, the red and bright sword light covered the broken sword and sword kernel, and then stretched out more than four feet.

The actions of the pasture path road made the demon become a little solemn, and he seemed to be a little afraid of the sword in the hand of the pasture path.

Hmm?Is the Demon Afraid of Sword Cultivation?Mu Jinglu was a little puzzled.

"Kill!" At this time, Mu Jinglu couldn't allow Mu Jinglu to think too much, and with a deep drink, he rushed towards the Demon Qu Shuai and killed him.

Nightmares, unlike Giant Nightmares, are not good at melee combat. The pastoral path suddenly attacked, and the demon's claws quickly sealed, and suddenly withdrew more than ten feet.

Without waiting for the pasture path to react, the nightmare's claws continued to seal rapidly, and a phantom like a black dragon appeared in front of the nightmare. In the blink of an eye, the phantom became solidified.

"Black Dragon Break!" Without the nightmare's unpleasant roar, the trail could clearly hear the standard human voice in the nightmare's tone.

The demon roared, and the condensed black dragon raised its head and roared, and then with a dive, it boiled towards the pasture path that rushed to the ground.

Any move is an attack at the beginning of the Orange Tier. Mu Jinglu cursed secretly, did not retreat, raised the broken sword in his hand, and shouted fiercely: "Kill!"

After drinking, the moves of the pastoral path did not have dazzling movements. Mujing Lu and the broken sword in his hand seemed to be one, and the sword light that spread out wrapped Mujing Lu and the broken sword, turned into a red long sword, and rushed towards the black dragon's mouth.

The behavior of the pasture path seemed to make the black dragon in the galloping a little angry. The black dragon opened its big mouth and let out a ferocious roar again, speeding up violently, swallowing the pasture path in one gulp.

Piercing into the pastoral path in the belly of the black dragon, he suddenly shouted: "Breaking the mountain and river!"

With a loud bang, a sword light with the power of the early stage of the orange step easily slashed the black dragon and rushed out of the black dragon's abdomen.

After rushing out, the sword did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and killed the demon more than ten zhang away.

The black dragon, whose abdomen was broken, let out a miserable scream, disappeared from everyone's field of vision. After the black dragon disappeared, the figure of the pasture path appeared, and there was nowhere to borrow strength, the pasture path road quickly fell to the ground, and then slammed the dust and smoke in the sky.

"The team rate is amazing!" Lu Zhu exclaimed in shock, his hands trembling and clenching his sickle. Lu Zhu's trembling was not fear, but excitement, an urge to immediately step forward and fight side by side with the pastoral path, which kept hitting Lu Zhu's heart.

Sun Bin and Zhang Qiu were a lot calmer. One is a veteran who has enlisted in the army, and the other is a military sect that likes the battlefield, and they value the ability of the pasture road leader more to lead the soldiers.

The other monks who had received the blessings of the pastoral path in the secret realm of the Xudu were full of excitement. With such a leader, the future is limitless, and they still have the ambition of 'usurping the throne', although Mu Jinglu has never admitted it.

Only Bai Yan's expression was a little strange. One will be excited, one will regret, and one will be worried.

The Demon didn't expect that the Pastoral Path Road would be so domineering, and a tentative attack of his own, although it was only the early stage of the Orange Rank, was actually broken by the Pastoral Path in the middle of the Red Order.

It looks powerful, only Mu Jinglu himself knows that the blow just now has consumed a quarter of Mu Jinglu's aura.

In the unclear dust and smoke, Mu Jinglu threw a handful of red-level elixirs to restore spiritual power into his mouth like chewing beans.

It's not that there are no higher-level pill pasture paths, but the more high-level pills are more powerful, not to mention waste, the body of the pasture path may not be able to bear it, and the pasture path will not be easy to use until the moment of danger.

Although the pasture road must be rich and oily.

It was too late, and everyone was amazed, and the sword of the pasture path had already rushed to the face of the demon gate.

Although the orange-level demon had a solemn expression, it did not pay attention to the attack of the pastoral path. The claws quickly sealed, and a black curtain of light appeared in front of the Demon Qu Shuai.

The expected violent impact did not appear, and after the sword light collided with the light curtain, the light curtain and the sword light canceled each other out, and at the same time disappeared in front of the demon Qu Shuai.

After the sword disappeared, the seal of the Demon Qu Shuai's claws did not stop, and even became faster and faster.

"Black Dragon Slash!" the Demon Demon Qu Shuai shouted, and the black dragon that had just disappeared reappeared.

After the black dragon appeared, he looked down at the pasture path, and roared in the sky, seemingly very angry. After the long roar, the black dragon did not immediately attack, but suddenly shrank in mid-air, turning into a long knife more than ten zhang long.

The moment the long knife appeared, Mu Jinglu felt the pressure of the late stage of the orange order.

Isn't the single-handedness described in the novel all of them intensifying their attacks point by point? How can this nightmare demon he aimed at directly go to the fiercest one after testing it? No, he must take the nightmare general Qu Shuai by surprise and behead him, otherwise it will be difficult to fly today.

Mu Jinglu scolded again, his left hand leaned near the index finger of his right hand, and an orange pill appeared in Mu Jinglu's hand. Mu Jinglu tossed it lightly and threw the elixir into his mouth.

Mu Jinglu bit the orange pill in his mouth, but did not swallow it immediately.

The sword of the broken sword in his right hand swelled sharply, and it skyrocketed to six or seven zhang long before stopping. With a slight shake of his left hand, the fish intestine sword quietly appeared in Mu Jinglu's hand.

The fish intestine sword is only one foot eight inches in total, and the sword body is thin, and Mu Jinglu grabbed the fish hidden sword in his hand with his backhand, so that the demon Qu Shuai, who was facing him, could not see it.

After the preparation of the pastoral path, the huge long knife in the middle of the air had already been cut down, and the coercion of the late stage of the orange step suppressed the aura of the physical strength of the pastoral path like mud, and it was running very slowly.

A mixture of murderous, murderous, and lifeless aura struck the pasture path.

Mu Jinglu knew that he was not the opponent of the trick of the Nightmare Demon Qu Shuai, and in desperation, Mu Jinglu remembered that the Buddha Qi in his body was useful to the Nightmare Demon.

Braving the possibility of a riot of spiritual energy in his body, Mu Jinglu instantly emptied the spiritual power in his body and released the Buddha qi.

After the spiritual power was emptied, the Buddha's energy rushed out excitedly and quickly occupied the five treasures of the pastoral path. Perhaps the Buddha Qi also felt the situation of the Mujing Road at this time, and did not encroach on the control of the Five Tibets as usual, gushing out from the purple palace cave of the Mujing Road, and attached to the broken sword of the Mujing Road.

What made Mujing Lu strange was that the Buddha's qi and his spiritual power did not contradict each other, and they magically fused together, making the sword of Mujing Lu rise again, and instantly broke through the limit of ten zhang.

The spiritual power and Buddha qi rotated between Mu Jinglu's arm and the broken sword at the same time, making Mu Jinglu feel that his arm was almost broken. The pastoral path did not dare to hesitate, and the mental method of the sword technique of 'breaking mountains and rivers' was running rapidly.

"Breaking mountains and rivers!"

The facial features of the pastoral path were distorted, and there was a burst of applause. The sword light mixed with spiritual power and Buddha qi suddenly shot out and slashed towards the huge long knife in the air.

The sword light blocked in front of the pasture path, sweeping away the demonic aura that suppressed the pasture path. Mujing Lu took advantage of the situation and quickly bit the orange pill in his mouth.

A vigorous aura rushed into the body of the pasture path, instantly replenishing the spiritual power of the pasture path to as much as eighty percent.

Although the aura was restored, the vigorous aura also washed away the meridians in the body of the pastoral path. Mu Jinglu snorted, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Mu Jinglu didn't have time to observe his injury, and the mental method of 'Ling Bo Weibu' was running wildly.

"God walks!"

"Hidden fish intestines!"

"Broken Brave Clothes!"

"Kill!"

With the strongest body techniques and attacks of the three pastoral paths, the aura in the body of the pastoral path was emptied again.

Before the Nightmare Qu Shuai could react, the Pastoral Path Road had already appeared beside the Nightmare Qu Shuai, and the fish intestine sword in his hand had already rushed to the two swords, piercing the chest and eyebrows of the Nightmare Qu Shuai.

With a loud bang, the black long knife and the sword of the Pastoral Road collided together, shaking the Pastoral Road and the Demon Qu Shuai away at the same time.

In the middle of the upside-down pasture path, the skin of the whole body exploded, oozing blood. The Seven Orifices were also not spared, oozing blood, which was very terrifying.

Although the demon was severely injured on the center of his eyebrows and chest, the path clearly saw that the demon showed no signs of dissipating or possibly dying. Not only that, but the claws of the Nightmare Qu Shuai were still rapidly sealing.

Mu Jinglu was stunned at first, then his face turned ruthless, and with a flip of his right hand, an orange pill appeared, and he opened his mouth to swallow it.

Just as Mujing Lu was about to swallow the elixir, a familiar voice interrupted Mu Daolu.

"Donor, can you return the little monk's relics?"