As a dragon king, he rarely leaves the main altar. For him is the one who bears the responsibility of inheritance. In the past 700 years, the Shura Sect has repeatedly encountered difficulties and has almost become extinct several times. If it weren't for the fact that he was often in danger, he was always in a worst-case scenario, and he had set a careful contingency plan, how could the Shura lineage be passed down to this day.

The Dragon King has always only managed secret documents and documents, controlling the secrets of the sect, and rarely getting involved in danger. The eight masters under him rarely leave the main altar. That kind of meticulous prevention and response measures, the mysteries and secrets in them, have never been known to him alone. Once the Shura Sect suffers a major blow and affects its survival, it is up to him to stand up and do his best to preserve the foundation of the Sect, so that he can rise again one day. Now listening to Fu Hanqing talk about the responsibility of inheritance, Mo Li's heart shook unconsciously, and he asked in a lost voice: "Is the situation really so serious?" ”

"Yes." Fu Hanqing said anxiously: "If we can't do something in time, all the achievements of the Shura Sect over the years may come to naught, and even shake the foundation, facing the danger of extermination!" ”

Mo Li's face immediately became gloomy, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The danger of exterminating the religion, he has already dealt with it once! When the former sect leader disappeared and the kings died one after another, Yaoguang Biluo and other heirs were still minors, and he struggled to support them alone for more than ten years. Now that the crisis is coming again, he also has the confidence to deal with it, and he can leave the fire for the Shura Sect to burn the world in the future. However, that kind of situation is something he would never want to experience again!

And not just because of the hardship and bitterness. More importantly, today's Shura religion is no longer the Shura religion of the past. So majestic, so prosperous, so gradually into the eyes and hearts of the people of the world, no longer rejected and hostile. If there is really difficulty, in order to preserve the foundation, in order to be foolproof. Once again, the Shura cult can only seek refuge in the darkness, with killing and blood in exchange for survival. Tear off the mask of warmth, reveal the minions of the tiger wolf, kill with impunity to defend themselves, and be vicious in order to eliminate any possible threat. It is better to kill three thousand by mistake than to let one go!

Falling into the dark land of Shura again, when will he see the light of day again, and is it possible to see the light of day again? After so many years, all the painstaking efforts and all the construction will come to naught, and all the prosperity and achievements will be wiped out. He can guarantee the inheritance of Shura, however. He doesn't have the ability to rebuild today's Shura religion! Think of it. Immediately lose all your composure, and you just feel that no matter what the price is. We can't let that happen.

At this time, Fu Hanqing insisted again: "So, you must stay, and I must go." ”

Mo Li finally gritted his teeth: "Even if I violated the responsibility of the Dragon King's inheritance, I transferred the eight heavenly dragons to leave the main altar to help, and I can't let you go, you ......"

Fu Hanqing didn't wait for him to finish speaking, just reached out and held his hand.

Don't be stunned at the beginning. Immediately, he felt an incredibly powerful force quietly merging into his meridians. Mo Lifu was shocked again. Lost his voice: "How come?" You...... You ......" He looked at Fu Hanqing in amazement: "Yaoguang said that your martial arts can't be restored." There was no antidote to the Sangong poison in you back then, and we have ...... all these years."

"I didn't recover, I just started all over again." Fu Hanqing smiled. It is difficult for people to be happy when they are always nostalgic for what they have lost. No matter what you have lost, as long as you still have courage and hope, it is no big deal, you can always start again.

Mo Li could only stare at him in a daze. Re-practice? It's so light to say, who doesn't know that if the martial arts are ruined, they can't come back, but they can practice again? However, after practicing kung fu diligently since childhood, after the age of twenty or thirty and the physique has been determined, if you practice again, even if you practice it until you are sixty years old, you will not recover half. What kind of magic skills is this guy practicing, it's only been two and a half years......

He was so shocked that he was speechless, but Fu Hanqing didn't have time to care about the shock to his heart, so he only hurriedly said, "Can I go now?" ”

"Although your martial arts have recovered, you ......" Mo Li still hesitated. It's not that I can't believe in Fu Hanqing's ability to do things or adaptability, but I just think about Fu Hanqing's soft-heartedness, so I don't dare to let him go to the killing hell.

Fortunately, at this time, Di Yi stepped forward: "I'll accompany him." ”

Mo Li's eyes wandered between the two, seeing Fu Hanqing's eagerness and anxiety, Di Yidi was safe and firm, knowing that even if he wanted to block it, he was afraid that he would not be able to stop it. Now that Fu Hanqing's martial arts have recovered, he has made up his mind one by one, if he doesn't let it, won't he break through!

So Mo Li had to smile bitterly: "Okay, I'll arrange for people and horses to be given to you." It's just that in a hurry, there are only a limited number of competent and credible people who can be mobilized. You go first, and then I'll figure out a way, and I'll try to spare as many people as possible to meet you when we make sure that the foundation of the altar is safe! ”

It's a plain thing to say, but there are infinite difficulties in it. The eight masters in his hands were originally only enough to protect the last foundation of the General Altar in the event of a change, but once the manpower was transferred, the strength would naturally be thinned. He made up his mind, and would rather take the big risk of failing to protect the inheritance, and handed over all his trust to Fu Hanqing.

At this moment, Fu Hanqing was vague, he actually didn't know what was going on. He just believed in Fu Hanqing. It was also determined that for the Shura Sect, Fu Hanqing was as important as his responsibility to protect the inheritance.

Fu Hanqing also breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't want to delay for a moment: "Without further ado, do it now!" ”

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On July 16, Luofengling has become a hell on earth. Blood stained the entire mountain. From the foot of the mountain to the cave house in the depths of the mountain, which is said to contain treasures, the mountain path is littered with corpses. Unowned swords, and severed corpses, were scattered in all directions, and the air was filled with fresh blood and the old stench of putrefaction.

However, even in the midst of hell, there are people who are like fish in water, and there are people who are happy and excited.

Two green figures, constantly running between the corpses. One of them rummaged through the body, looked at the sword on the ground, and from time to time exclaimed with the other:

"Isn't this the Kanto hero?"

"Hey, this is Jiangnan Tie Dang. Famous righteous man......"

"Look at this ...... again"

Cut, forget it, what's there to see? They are all idiots who usually shine beautifully on their heads, and when they hear the treasure, they immediately turn into red-eyed rabbits. I haven't seen a single golden bean yet, so I'm here to fight you to the death. ”

"Do you think I'm willing to look at these people's ugly deaths, and I'm sad to see them, okay? But these celebrities like to bring good weapons, and many children of the family also like to go out with a bunch of silver tickets, so I didn't take the opportunity to make some dead money. Anyway, they're dead too, and it's better to be cheaper than to be cheaper than to be cheaper. ”

"Hey, I said you should be careful, let's hurry up and go back after checking. These people are brainless, but what if Di Jiu sends someone to lurk in the shadows? We are here to check the situation, but don't show any traces, otherwise King Peng will not be able to spare us. ”

The other man pouted: "What are you afraid of?" Aren't all the above arranged? We know exactly where the traitor's men and horses are hiding, and when these fools find the treasure, the few beautiful women who are around them as concubines and concubines will go and find that the gold, silver and jewels are only real on the top and fake on the bottom, so they don't let them fight themselves. Then those brothers who were mixed in the righteous path took the severed bomb fuse and went to ask for credit, saying that they had seen through Di Jiu's conspiracy, and then we would hide and watch this group of red-eyed guys rush to Di Jiu's centaurs! The young hyacinth was smiling and confident, feeling that all the good things about success were in front of him.

His companion, who was older, smiled and said, "That being said, it's better to be more careful." This time the kings and the tribes were acting together. Everyone should work hard to earn face for their families. If something goes wrong, even if it doesn't hurt the overall situation, King Peng's face will be ......."

Before the words were endless, the mountain road suddenly shook, and it seemed that thousands of troops and horses were rushing towards it.

The two of them looked at each other in shock! Wrong! If it was those righteous people who were led by their people to fight to the death with Di Jiu's subordinates, they should have taken another mountain road, and this direction led to the hiding place of their Shura Sect brigade!

The two of them are extremely fast. One left and one right, at the same time, they disappeared into the trees on both sides of the mountain road.

As the most stealthy hyacinths, they wore clothes of the same color as the trees in the woods, and their heads were covered with branches and weeds, so they jumped so lightly into the trees that they instantly became part of the woods. It's the top master. It's also hard to detect their presence.

Soon after the two of them hid their figures, they saw several black-clothed people flying and leaping, galloping like lightning, and behind them, there were countless martial arts righteous people, with red eyes and hideous faces, shouting and roaring and roaring angrily.

The young hyacinth had never seen such a terrifying battle, and for a moment his hands and feet were cold.

What's wrong, it seems to be completely different from what King Peng said before?

Why did those righteous people come to this side? According to this momentum. Soon I'll be up against the elite of my sect lurking here, this ...... He scrambled to dig something into his arms. No, you have to send a signal. Let them avoid it, how can they damage their strength if they haven't met the traitors under Di Jiu yet. He was flustered, and his hands were shaking.

He didn't dare to think about what had happened. Why, the people who ran ahead just now seem to be clear. It is the one who taught himself by Shura......

The hand finally pulled out the signal cigarette from his bosom, and then. He saw his hand fly out of thin air, and the blood instantly stained his vision.

He didn't know what was going on yet, he just felt the pain. Instinctively, he opened his mouth to exhale pain, but his mouth was immediately covered and he couldn't make a sound.

An extremely cold voice came from his ear: "Of course, the first half of the matter developed according to your wishes, but...... Those few of you have succeeded in leading those fools on the way to the Moon Chasing Peak......"

coldly pinched his fingers on the neck veins of the man who had lost his resistance, felt the pulse of the young man's vitality, and tasted the despair of the prey in the face of death: "Suddenly, a demon cult villain rushed out, and a round of poisonous water sprayed over, those beauties and young heroes who led the way, naturally they couldn't dodge, and the end was naturally miserable." And those heroes who are so angry that they go crazy will naturally chase the enemy all the way to this side, right? When they meet your team, it's going to be a lot of fun. By the way, the poisonous water was shot out of the ground mechanism cartridge sent down by King Kinnara himself, it was fast, accurate and convenient, and after being sprayed, it felt very interesting, would you like to give it a try......

The young man couldn't move a finger, he couldn't make a sound, he could only feel a cylinder against his chest, he could only hear the sound of skin festering, he could only feel, the incomparable itch, and pain. If it weren't for the only hand that was restrained, he would have rolled on the ground, tearing his chest frantically, and if it weren't for the gagged mouth, he would let out the most painful screams. Now, however, he can't do anything but stiffen up and bear everything.

However, with the last glimmer of sanity, he was not afraid of the most miserable death he was about to face.

Signal ...... His signal was not sent...... King Peng, a brother in the sect......

In the midst of great pain, he still managed to keep his eyes open and look at the woods opposite. There, he also had a companion...... However, he struggled to support and support, but he finally couldn't wait for the flying cigarette and the figure that escaped by leaping away.

All he could see was blood, slowly, coldly, spilling out of the trees opposite.

His whole consciousness was finally only pain, suffering, and darkness. Two tears flowed down from his eyes, which were still wide open, but were already dim.