Although the Golem Talisman can withstand calamity, it also has its own shortcomings. When its owner is in a life-and-death crisis, it will be forcibly transferred by it whether he wants it or not, which is why the soul of the talisman can only be called a pseudo-spirit and not a true spirit. Although Han Mo failed to kill Liao Xu, he also received the corresponding "reward", no wonder he was happy in his heart.

When the blood-colored monster soldier started, the blade body was still shaking, obviously because of the spirit inside.

However, Xingbao's machine spirit intelligence is still weak, and without the concentration of star power, he can only make some instinctive reactions, and he can't make any big waves at all. Han Mo pinched it a few times at will, and he had already successfully controlled it, and when he had time, he asked Granny Feng to erase the essence blood of the Lord Confessor and replace it with his own.

This weapon is three inches long, like a sword not a sword, like a knife not a knife, the whole body is red and clear, and there are two vague ancient seal small characters engraved on the handle.

"Bloodthirsty!"

"What a bloodthirsty demon soldier, it seems that the person who created this kind of star treasure is by no means a good kind. The name of the treasure suddenly reminded Han Mo of the previous scene when this thing devoured essence and blood, and the few bandits who were glued to the flesh and blood by it turned into only a pair of skin without needing to blink an eye, which was extremely terrifying.

The other silver talisman is naturally a star-gathering talisman. This thing is quite popular in the astral realm, and it is also made by the strong people of the astral realm using the skin of the star beast, which is infused with a certain amount of star power, and it is an auxiliary tool created by the astral sect to facilitate the younger disciples who have not reached the realm to use the celestial and human instruments in advance.

The Fu Lu that Liao Xu had used before was only instilled once and then discarded, obviously because the star power in it was not stored enough, and there was only one last chance to use it. Judging by the concentration of silver on the surface of this star gathering talisman, it was enough for Han Mo to squander it ten times. It is completely conceivable what kind of mood Liao Xu is in now.

"It's not bad, although I have made a powerful mortal enemy, but these two astral things alone are enough to compensate me. Now I am not strong enough, and I am temporarily sheltered under the protection of the Fuyun Mountain Range, and when I have the strength in the future, I believe that they will not be able to help me. Han Mo pursed his lips, and there was no regret in his heart: "The only pity is that the space bag is not left, and there should be a lot of good things inside." ”

Shaking his head, Han Mo didn't think much about it anymore, and after putting away the Blood Devouring and Gathering Star Talismans, he quickly turned around and ran towards the Cuiling Mountain Pass.

There were also two people there who made him pay attention, one of them was naturally a woman who could cause Ming Fengyu to cause abnormalities, and the other was a "subordinate" of the Heavenly Realm who made him unable to figure out his mind.

This "subordinate" has an inexplicable background, if Han Mo still believes that he joined Mo Yingpo because of the so-called worship, then he must have no brains. Even if you think about it with your fingers, you know that this is absolutely nonsense.

"Whatever his purpose, he really helped me a lot this time, and it was a must to go and thank you. Han Mo kept pondering in his heart, people were already approaching the narrow road of the mountain stream.

By this time, it was nearly evening, and by the time he reached his destination, there was no one on the battlefield. Except for a few remaining traces of blood and witnessing the battle not long ago, it is impossible to tell that this is the site of fierce fighting between the two sides.

"It seems that the dart was pressed away by the people of Lingzhai, but I don't know what the condition of that Tianjing young man is? Forget it, let's go back to the nest first to see the situation. Han Mo frowned slightly, muttered to himself, and climbed up in the direction of Cuiling Mountain Yingpo Village without hesitation.

Today, there is no more noisy laughter and scolding in the Moyingpo, but there are still many fires flashing, and it is obvious that there are still many people staying in the village.

Han Mo wasn't sure if the purple-clothed old man in the Heavenly Realm, who was hostile to him, was still here, so he could only be as cautious as possible in his actions. When he sneaked all the way down the dark corner into the village, he found his own camp slope bandits sitting in a group in the open space outside the hall. Blacksmith Feng put on a bitter gourd face full of sorrow in the middle of the crowd.

"Alas, why is my old Feng's life so miserable! A few days after he became the steward of Yingpo, the treasury was lifted. Boss come back and let me explain something!" Blacksmith Feng sighed and said, "I don't know how the boss is doing now?" blame Old Feng for being too useless." ”

Just as Blacksmith Feng sighed, he heard a familiar chuckle coming, and then a thin but tall figure walked out of a corner.

"Uncle, this kind of thing is beyond your ability, how can I blame you. Han Mo slowly walked out of the hiding place, glanced at the crowd around him, and muttered, "Don't worry, I will get back twice as much as I lose Xiao Wu." ”

He just searched around the camp and found that the entire village was full of his own brothers, and there was no left-behind people he was worried about.

"Boss!" all the thieves were overjoyed when they saw Han Mo appear, and shouted in unison. As long as the boss of the village is still there, Namo Yingpo will not fall.

"Boss, it's good that you can come back. We're not hurt, are we? What the hell happened? Has Lord Tian from Lingzhai already let us go?"

After seeing Han Mo, Blacksmith Feng rushed out of the crowd with a happy face, grabbed Han Mo's sleeve tightly, and his stomach was full of questions.

Most of the bandits he led were moving slowly because of the large number of people, but as soon as they left the gate of the stockade, they were forced back by a large number of Jiangling people, and so far they have not figured out when their own Yingpo offended the adults of Jiangling, and they were forced to besiege them in the stockade and leave, and even more outrageously turned the Yingpo Zhai warehouse he managed upside down.

"It's okay, it's just that the guy surnamed Tian wants to harm me. His head has been taken off by me, and now he is repaid. Han Mo said casually with understatement.

"What? Removed the head of Lord Lingzhai Tian? This..."Feng Blacksmith was a clever in his heart, and suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head, the owner of the camp slope killed the leader of the Lingzhai Sect of his superiors, and it was not a formal challenge to kill, his boss was too bold. The other bandit brothers were also trembling.

Han Mo turned his head to look at everyone, and seemed to be quite confused: "What? He wants to kill me? I can't kill him?"

"This... Yes, of course. Kill well, we can naturally kill for no reason, and after I want to find out the reason, I won't pursue anything. Since you killed it, then..."

Blacksmith Feng came back to his senses, his eyes rolled slightly, and he whispered: "Boss, since it is Lord Jiangling who made a mistake, then you have to hurry up and prepare." In our Fuyun Mountain Range, all the major cottages cannot be left without owners for a day, especially the position of the leader above the Jiangling is extremely important. Now that Tian Huo is dead, maybe someone from Shuai Feng will come to report the news tonight, and this is a good time. ”

"Oh, the news?" asked Han Mo in surprise.

"Yes, that's good. Seeing that he was puzzled, Blacksmith Feng continued: "Boss, our camp master here and the leaders below him are free to challenge the master, if there is a vacancy in the position of the boss of the Lingzhai Village, it will definitely alarm the entire Fuyun Village. After receiving the news, the personnel directly under Shuai Feng will release the news to each battalion as soon as possible and assign the general drum, and the selection will start that night. ”

Speaking of this, Blacksmith Feng was so excited that even his body began to tremble.

One hundred and eight thieves in Fuyun Mountain, a giant emperor top, two handsome peaks, six general ridges, seventy-two road camp slope villages, and hundreds of thousands of thieves, if you say that you can be regarded as a bandit leader when you become the owner of the camp slope, then the leader of Deng and Jiangling Village can really be regarded as the boss.

Han Mo was able to kill Tian Huo, which naturally showed that his strength was even higher than the peak of the realm required by the leader of the Jiangling, in other words, he was definitely qualified to climb to the high position of the Jiangling. And he, Feng Blacksmith, as the financial steward of Yingpo Village, will naturally follow the rising tide, and at that time......

Sure enough, just when Blacksmith Feng was fantasizing that he was majestic on the Jiangling Mountain, a majestic shout came from outside the Moying Slope.

"The main speed of the slope of the camp slope of Cuiling Mountain came out to pick up the drum. ”

"Huh?" Han Mo looked at the gate of the camp when he heard the voice.

"Boss, it's Shuai Feng's announcement staff who has arrived. Let's go out and meet you. Blacksmith Feng was immediately overjoyed and pulled Han Mo up, and took the little brothers of the thieves out of the village to greet him.

I saw that outside the camp, four bandit men who were obviously much more luxurious than them were standing with great momentum carrying a large leather drum as wide as a zhang. In front of him, there was a middle-aged man who looked like a team leader, holding a scroll of animal skin, waiting with his head in waiting.

After seeing the people clearly, Han Mo was not lazy, and immediately stepped forward with a smile and hugged his fists and said, "Down there is the owner of this camp, these people should be the adults of Qingtian Shuai Peak." Please go into the village and talk about it, and Han will order to buy a banquet. ”

"You're welcome, we have other matters to handle, and it's inconvenient to stay for a long time. The middle-aged man at the head raised his hand to resist lightly, and then glanced at Han Mo with great meaning, "Lord Mopo, he is really young and promising. This time, the second series of generals will attack the mountain Lord Tianhuo, Lord Qingtian has already received the news, and the fault is not the Lord of Mopo. Therefore, I was specially ordered to wait for a briefing, and the other is to send a drum, and start the beacon fire tonight, and you can check the relevant instructions for specific matters. After speaking, the middle-aged man handed the scroll in his hand to Han Mo.

"I see, Lord Optimus really knows everything. Han Mo's heart eased, and then he frowned slightly: "Dare to ask your lord, I don't know how to deal with the person who provoked the incident this time?"

"Hehe, Lord Mo Po should be referring to the young man surnamed Liao. I think that the owner of Po should have understood that he does not belong to our Fuyun Village, but someone who came from outside the mountain. How to deal with him is not something that our subordinates can know. Seeing Han Mo nodding, the middle-aged man smiled lightly again and said, "However, Lord Mo Po doesn't have to care. As a person of our floating clouds, as long as you don't take the initiative to do something rebellious, I believe that the adults above will not let go, although we have some internal competition, but we are absolutely unified externally. On this point, please rest assured that Lord Mopo is. Okay, the news has been delivered, I won't delay any longer, farewell!",

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's go!"

The middle-aged man had already made his words clear, and Han Mo also had a plan in his heart. After the people from Qingtian Shuai Peak left, he directly ordered his subordinates to carry the drums into the stockade, and then returned to the Yingpo Hall to check the so-called drumming in the Floating Cloud Mountain Range.