In the middle of the night, most of the Taobao people had already fallen asleep, and those monks who patrolled during the day also slept and cultivated.

In Xiao Mo's tent, a figure flashed out, still dressed in black last time, with a sock on his head, and only two eyes were exposed.

The figure was like a ghost, wandering between the shadows, and not a drop of breath was revealed, and those first-level monks of the Spiritual Qi Realm who were on duty at night couldn't find it at all.

In the big tent, Lu Haomiao, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes suddenly, and then a trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Huang Ye next to him was aware of it, and he also opened his eyes: "Senior Brother Lu, what's wrong?" ”

"It's none of your business, you continue to cultivate, I'll go out for a while!" Lu Haomiao said.

"Oh, okay!" Huang Ye agreed and closed his eyes again.

Xiao Mo knew that Lu Haomiao was spying on him at any time, and as long as he made a move, the other party would definitely know immediately.

He quickly came to the place where he buried the storage bag, dug out the storage bag he had buried in three or two clicks, carried it in his arms, and then flashed out of the mountain like a puff of green smoke.

Seeing Xiao Mo out of the valley, Lu Haomiao showed his figure.

"Sure enough!" Feeling the breath of the sect's storage bag, he sneered, and also did not alarm others, and quietly followed.

A first-level cultivator of the Spiritual Qi Realm, even if he rebelled against the sky, how could he be his opponent Lu Haomiao!

His strength is definitely in the top three among the younger generations of the Nine Great Sects in Zhongzhou, not to mention the first level of the Spiritual Qi Realm, even if he is a monk of the same level, he is not his opponent.

Lu Haomiao is very patient, like a cat playing with mice, playing hide and seek with the other party with great interest.

After chasing for an hour, just when Lu Haomiao was a little impatient and was about to make a move, he suddenly found that the kid named Zhu Weihao in front of him actually stopped, turned around, looked in his direction and smiled quietly.

"Huh! It's really weird! Lu Haomiao was taken aback, but he didn't care, after all, the gap in strength between the two sides was too big. In the face of strength, all intrigues and tricks are paper tigers.

"Senior Brother Zhu, are you waiting for me?!" Lu Haomiao stepped forward slowly, looking at each other and smiling.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu is really smart! No wonder it's a young master! Xiao Mo was also full of smiles.

Lu Haomiao looked at Xiao Mo like a monster: "Ha, it seems that you are very confident in your hole cards!" I'm curious where your confidence comes from? But you'll soon see how ridiculous your confidence is! Tell me, which sect are you from? How did you know that there was Tian Yejin here? Come on, I can give you a good time! ”

Xiao Mo still smiled cheaply: "Hehe, thank you Senior Brother Lu!" It's just a pity that you can only go to the Netherworld to understand this problem slowly! ”

"Humph! I wish your hand was as good as your mouth! Lu Haomiao finally ran out of patience, he snorted coldly, and was ready to start casting spells.

On the other side, Xiao Mo had already summoned the "Emerald Feather Sword".

"It's ...... Medium-grade magic weapon! There are actually medium-grade magic weapons in this world! You...... Who are you! Are you from the Holy Land? Other...... Don't do it, my Qiyao Gate is also under the Yingzhou Holy Land! We are our own family! Lu Haomiao's face was full of shock, and at the same time there was a hint of panic.

One is that he is afraid of the power of medium-grade magic weapons, although the middle-grade magic weapons and low-grade magic weapons are only one level higher, but the power has increased by more than ten times. Monks of the same rank used low-grade magic weapons to resist medium-grade magic weapons, and only one magic weapon was destroyed. If he, Lu Haomiao, had a medium-grade magic weapon, then he didn't have to be afraid of the Yang Sect Master at all, and even in the face of the two Supreme Elders, he would be able to easily defeat it.

Second, he is afraid of Xiao Mo's identity, if Xiao Mo is a person in the Holy Land, then he will only be beaten. The Holy Land is high above and is said to be the place with the strongest aura on earth. There, the Spirit Liquid Realm cultivator was just an ordinary inner disciple, and only the Spirit Crystal Realm cultivator could become an elder and a sect master, how could he dare to bully the disciples of the Holy Land.

Although Xiao Mo is the only one here, but the other party is a person from the Holy Land, how can there be fewer means to save his life. Moreover, this person came out to practice at a young age, but the cultivation of the first layer of the Spiritual Qi Realm was able to defeat Huang Ye of the third layer of the Spiritual Qi Realm, which showed that the other party's identity was extraordinary, and maybe there were monks of the Spiritual Liquid Realm, or even the elders of the Spiritual Crystal Realm, who were far away.

"Holy Land?" Xiao Mo was stunned in his heart, but his tone didn't change much, although he wanted to ask what kind of place this holy land was, it was actually much better than the Nine Great Sects of Zhongzhou, but now was not the time, since the other party was suspicious, he just took this opportunity to give the other party a look.

"I didn't expect your knowledge to be pretty good!" Xiao Mo looked surprised, and then his momentum became even more aggressive, "Since you know my identity, you can't be arrested, what?" If you want to destroy the whole door, you can't do it!? ”

"Don't dare! Can't! I don't know which holy place this fellow Daoist is a disciple of? I have also been to Yingzhou Holy Land once, and I know Li Sen and He Yang. Lu Haomiao had long lost the mind to do it, since the other party was from the Holy Land, he hurriedly took this opportunity to pull the relationship is the right way.

"Do you know He Yang? I know this kid, he's not young, and he hasn't grown in his cultivation. Xiao Mo said. He didn't know He Yang, but since he was made a senior by Lu Haomiao, he was not young when he thought about it.

Lu Haomiao heard that Xiao Mo actually knew He Yang, and his heart was happy. Hearing Xiao Mo call He Yang "this kid" again, his face suddenly turned strange, and then, when he heard "not young", he returned to normal.

He Yang is indeed an old man, but when he heard this Xiao Mo actually call the other party "this kid", I think they should be more familiar with each other. Moreover, He Yang should be more jealous of the kid in front of him. Lu Haomiao's mind was full of thoughts, and he explained Xiao Mo's identity there.

Xiao Mo continued: "But his skills are not bad, my flying sword was refined into the Cuiying Stone by him last time, and his magical powers have soared, I don't believe you take a look." ”

After saying that, Xiao Mo pointed at the flying sword, and the flying sword suddenly roared and flew towards Lu Haomiao.

Lu Haomiao just wanted to say, "I haven't heard that He Yang's predecessor is also proficient in refining weapons," but when he thinks about it, he is not familiar with He Yang, maybe people can also refine weapons, but he is not famous.

When he saw Xiao Mo sacrifice the flying sword, he was suddenly startled, and quickly wanted to dodge, but he could see that the speed of the flying sword was not fast, and there was no fierce murderous aura, so he slowed down and hesitated.

"Haha, what are you afraid of! It's just to show you that Old Man He Yang has refined magic weapons! Xiao Mo laughed, and the laughter made Lu Haomiao a little embarrassed.

He just wanted to stand still, wait for the flying sword to stop in front of him, and then politely take it and look at it. But when the flying sword was close to him, it suddenly shone brightly, and a fierce cold intent came to his face, bringing pieces of fallen leaves flying and stabbing towards him.