At the same time that everyone looked at Mu Hao, the three ancestors of the Mo Sect above the sky also looked away with everyone's eyes at this moment.

In an instant, his gaze was fixed on Mu Hao's body, and even turned into an impact, which made Mu Hao's divine consciousness roar at this moment, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"With white hair, it's him..."The person who breeds demonic energy, named Mo Ming, is also the person with the highest cultivation among these three ancestors, but it is only that the cultivation of the other two ancestors is slightly higher.

"You, is Mu Hao?" Mo Ming asked at Mu Hao at this moment, his sharp eyes looked Mu Hao up and down, the latter in his eyes, cultivation, insignificant.

The people around Mu Hao looked at Mu Hao with sympathy, but more than that, they were confused, the three ancestors of the Mo Sect came, just for the people in front of them.

The people around Mu Hao also gave way one after another, making Mu Hao's location a little empty, and his figure was even more prominent.

"Under Mu Hao, I don't know what's going on, I'm tired of the three seniors coming..."Mu Hao clenched his fists and said, but in his heart he was thinking about the way to get rid of it.

"Let me ask you, how to learn the art of Mo Jiao..."Mo Ming's voice was loud, resounding throughout the Futu Sect, frowning, standing with his hands, just like that, condescendingly, looking at Mu Hao.

As soon as these words came out, not only the others, but also the two of them, the two of them, stealing the martial arts of the sect, no sect could bear it.

This is not just a matter of face, but a fundamental problem of heritage, a sect can stand on this continent, naturally has the reason for its existence, and a large part of it is because of its powerful supernatural powers.

This kind of supernatural power is the symbol of a sect, and it is also the inheritance of a sect, if it is spread outside, then for a sect, it is a blow.

Bai He looked at Mu Hao, his face was a little ugly, once this matter was true, it would be inconvenient for him to take action, but he could save his life without worry.

The white crane looked at the void, his eyes seemed to be searching, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.

"The great power behind him didn't appear, otherwise, this time, there would be no crisis..."Bai He muttered softly, looking at Mu Hao, his posture cultivation was running.

Mu Hao didn't expect that the other party was actually here for this matter, and the three powerful breaths locked the space where Mu Hao was.

Mu Hao subconsciously turned sideways, looking at the clear shadow, but he shook his head, and then looked at the ink shadow.

"This technique was granted to me by a senior, and that senior, when I traveled to the hidden country, became attached to me, and gave me this technique......" Mu Hao looked at the ink Ming respectfully, and the hand holding the Kunpeng Feather in his hand was even tighter.

Mo Ming didn't make the slightest move, he still looked at Mu Hao like that, his cultivation reached his level, his cultivation was already like a demon, and he only believed in Mu Hao's words.

Mu Hao saw that Mo Ming did not make the slightest movement, his eyes were also slightly condensed, and then he stretched out his hand and flipped over, and a token appeared in Mu Hao's hand, without waiting for him to say anything, the token disappeared the moment he took it out, and when it appeared, it was in Mo Ming's hand.

"The Order of the Seven Peaks, this token is also true, and the divine consciousness left in this seat is still there..."

This token was personally refined by him back then and given to Fu Youdao, not why, because Fu Youdao's talent is very likely to be promoted to the virtuous realm.

In this token, there is his technique, but more, it is to leave a handprint, crush the token, you can feel Fu Youdao's figure.

Mu Hao's body shook slightly, and within the sea of knowledge, the Bodhi staff was running wildly, cutting off a wisp of connection in the underworld, so that Mo Ming could not find it.

Ten breaths later, Mo Ming Fang retracted his senses, frowned slightly at the moment, and looked at Mu Hao again.

"Whether what you say is correct or not, you can search for souls..."Mo Ming waved his big hand, an invisible big hand, condensed in the void, and in that big hand, there was a strong power of divine consciousness.

Towards Mu Hao, he grabbed it violently.

"When I am the Futu Sect, I can't be bullied..."A slight roar came out, and the big hand in the void was forcibly scattered, and the person who shot it was the white crane.

Once Mu Hao has an accident, then the person behind him, I don't know if he will be blamed, not to mention this, he did it in his own sect like this, indeed, he didn't take them seriously.

This is the Futu Sect, any disciple is proud of being in the Futu Sect, and once Mo Ming is successful, then it will inevitably chill the hearts of the disciples of his own sect.

The most important thing is that Mu Hao is pregnant with the Ancient Seal Futu, which is an ancestral teaching, and it needs to be fully protected at any cost.

"Don't you, do you want to provoke a war between the two sects..."The white crane took another step forward, and when he stretched out his hand, the floating statue on the square suddenly emitted light at this moment, and the power of incense operated, even the three ancestors of the Mo Sect also changed their complexions at this moment.

Mu Hao was also moved in his heart, and he also knew that at this time, it took a lot of determination to help him get out of trouble, and Mu Hao saw all this.

Mo Ming glanced at the statue, with a sense of jealousy, after thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a figure appeared out of thin air, and that figure was Xiao Hong.

At this moment, Xiao Hong's face was also pale, but at the same time as he appeared, he looked at Mu Hao, and Mu Hao also raised his head and looked at each other.

The eyes of both sides, at this moment, between the eyes of all people, looked at each other.

In a confrontation with each other, there was a strange flicker in the red eyes, and even in the back, there was a flicker of pink.

"Is the way of kitsch..."Mu Hao snorted coldly, it was also a step forward, now, he had the confidence to use the divine sense of the Dao Sutra to resist the other party's kitsch.

Seeing that Mu Hao was unmoved, even Xiao Hong was shocked at the moment, her conceit could confuse Mu Hao, but at this moment, the other party was indifferent.

At the moment when Xiao Hong was in a hurry, a powerful cultivation surged down Xiao Hong's body, and in the end, the power of that charm technique suddenly increased at this moment.

The red pupils completely turned pink, and any disciple who saw her showed a confused look, and what flashed in his mind was her shadow.

Mu Hao was also at this moment, a pink color appeared on his body, and his eyes showed confusion.

"My Mo Sect's Seventh Peak Master, Fu Peak Master, where have you gone..."Her voice came out, as pleasant as a silver bell, and she looked at Mu Hao.

"Killed by me..."While Mu Hao said this, everyone below looked at Mu Hao in horror at this moment, the Lord of the Seven Peaks, any one in the Mo Sect is not weak in cultivation, and his talent is excellent.

Within Mu Hao's knowledge of the sea, the nine-colored Dao platform was running, and the Bodhi staff surged, turning into an impact, making the charm ineffective, but the situation could not be reversed.

"This charm is used by the ancestor of the Mo Sect, I'm afraid I can't continue to pretend..."Mu Hao's eyes at this moment still showed a confused look, and slowly, walked towards the void.

Bai He also sighed, and now, he can't blindly protect his shortcomings, so what he brought may really be a battle between the two sects.

Step by step, step by step, slowly walking towards that Xiaohong, the confusion in his eyes is getting deeper and deeper.

"I'm Mo Zong Tianjiao Fu Long, you can see it..."Xiao Hong continued to ask.

"I've seen it, and I've killed it too..."Mu Hao still walked step by step, but the three ancestors of the Mo Sect, if they hadn't cared about the power of the statue's incense, I'm afraid they would have already made a move.

Mu Hao walked into the side of that Xiaohong, and his eyes were completely replaced by the confused color, and the distance between them was only a short foot.

"The Mozong Supreme Treasure Refining Divine Whip was also destroyed by me..."As soon as Mu Hao's words came out, not only Xiao Hong, but even the three old men were slightly distracted at this moment.

Refining the Divine Whip is indeed the treasure of the Mo Sect, because Fu Youdao begged bitterly, he only went to borrow it for a few days, but he didn't expect it, but he lost his whereabouts.

The God Refining Whip has the effect of beating the Yuan Shen, and it also has the effect of shattering the space, and with the exercises, it is almost invincible among its peers.

I can't help them not lose their minds, and if anyone hears it, I'm afraid it will be unbelievable, but at the moment when they lost their minds, Mu Hao's eyes instantly returned to calm.

"If I don't die like this, the Mo Sect will definitely destroy the sect..."Mu Hao raised his right hand, and his cultivation was running to the extreme, and in an instant, he punched away.

This punch condensed the strength of Mu Hao's body, with the meaning of glove savagery, condensed all the strength in that punch, with Mu Hao's madness, one punch, and blasted away in an instant.

This was his pinnacle punch, taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Hong lost her mind, it hit her eyebrows, and Xiao Hong at that moment was defenseless.

Bang...!

When Xiao Hong's eyes returned to normal, his head turned into a blood mist at this moment, and at the same time, the Kunpeng feather on Mu Hao's left hand was also crushed at this moment.

"Shaft... You dare..."

Mo Ming came back to his senses in an instant, but it was still useless, the little red's life was broken, and at the same time, in the Mo Sect, the bell rang again at this moment.

It rang nine times in a row, this bell, Tianjiao fell nine times, this is, Dao Ming, this is ...... Wailing.

Within the Mo Sect, countless disciples were angry, and the sky was arrogant and falling, which was an unfortunate thing for the Mo Sect.

In the place where Mu Hao disappeared, there was a jade slip left, which was directly smashed by Na Mo Ming's palm, and after it was smashed, a phantom was formed above the sky.

That figure was the condensation of the divine consciousness left by Mu Hao, and at this moment, he bowed to the two of them.

"I, Mu Hao, am no longer a disciple of the Futu Sect from now on..."As soon as these words came out, the phantom suddenly dissipated, and this jade slip was quietly made at the moment when Mu Hao walked towards the Xiaohong.

"Do you think you escaped?" Mo Ming's face was gloomy and scary, looking at the headless red body, with a wave of his hand, a firelight appeared, incinerating the body.

"Kill the two Tianjiao of my Mo Sect, kill my Lord of the Seven Peaks, destroy the treasure of my Mo Sect, and learn the art of my Mo Sect...... This hatred is not shared..."Mo Ming glanced at the white crane gloomily, if it weren't for the last moment Mu Hao explained that he was no longer the cultivator of the Futu Sect, I am afraid that that kind of hatred can indeed cause a war between the two sects.

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