As soon as he saw Zu Nianqi, Dongfang Mo remembered that he had provoked this person to fight with Ge Yun back then. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is also a scene in which he was in the Ten Thousand Souls Mountain Range, leading him to fight to the death with Han Ling's body cultivation servant.

In Dongfang Mo's impression, Zu Nianqi is a high-minded and arrogant, but not scheming person. To say that it is ugly is stupid, otherwise how could he be teased by him repeatedly.

The grievances between them were only caused by Zu Nianqi seeing him come out of the boudoir of the wind and leaves when he was in the Taiyi Dao Palace, but he was a little jealous when he was young.

Of course, the so-called jealousy of the wind refers only to Zu Nianqi, and he has no interest in the wind and falling leaves.

Now thinking of the scene back then, Dongfang Mo feels a little funny.

But when he saw Guo Chusheng, his gaze was completely cold.

Back then, he formed a mere elixir, and when he was worried that there was nowhere to vent his anger, this person came to find the wind and fallen leaves and touched his moldy head, and also revealed murderous intentions to him.

But although this man was defeated in his hands, he fled.

Seeing Guo Chusheng here and now, Dongfang Mo suddenly sneered in his heart.

And the scene on the field, the brass bell controlled by Zu Nianqi hit Guo Chusheng again and again, and the brass bell set off a sharp wind blade, sweeping towards Guo Chusheng's body.

Dongfang Mo was extremely impressed by this brass bell, because this bell can be regarded as the first natal weapon he has seen since he stepped into the path of cultivation.

At the beginning, Zu Nianqi relied on this brass bell to defeat Ge Yun, who held a high-level magic weapon, in his hands.

Look at Guo Chusheng again, he holds ancient books in his hand, and there are words in his mouth. As his spell fell, subtle runes came out of the ancient books in his hands. The runes grew from small to large, and finally like a tide, hundreds of thousands of them spewed forward, instantly crushing the wind blade inspired by Zu Nianqi, and even hitting the brass bell, making a dense bell sound.

The two who were also cultivated in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and for a while, they were on par with each other.

And from the wisp of blood at the corner of Zu Nianqi's mouth, as well as a deep mouth in Guo Chusheng's chest, it can be seen that they are all ruthless, without reservation, thinking of each other and death.

For these two people to fight together, Dongfang Mo was not surprised.

In that year, the Eastern Regions were in turmoil, and the ancestral family and Nanyang Mountain fought together. Moreover, the ancestral family is even more powerful, destroying several cities in Nanyang Mountain. Therefore, these two can be regarded as mortal enemies.

"Zu Nianqi, you idiot, now that Pengdao is open, you don't go to explore the treasure, but you are struggling with me, you really can't find death." At this time, Guo Chusheng was angry.

"Guo Chusheng, you and I are incompatible, and besides, you have been entangled in fallen leaves several times, and I won't believe in my ancestors if I don't kill you today."

After speaking, Zu Nianqi's fingers pinched again and again, and with his movements, his natal magic weapon, the brass bell, trembled more and more, and several more ferocious wind blades blew up, drowning Guo Chusheng in it.

Guo Chusheng had already taken precautions, and he swung the golden sword impenetrable and slashed at the wind blade, making a clanging and crisp sound.

"Since you are looking for death, then it will be done for you."

When he fended off this wave of attacks, he seemed to be finally enraged. I saw him step on his feet fiercely, and his figure exploded back to three feet away, and then let out a low roar in his mouth.

"Drink!"

As the words fell, the aura around him suddenly stirred and sank into his body. Guo Chusheng's momentum rose, and he suddenly raised the exquisite sword in his hand, and the dazzling golden light on the sword suddenly brightened, like a round of golden sun, making it impossible to look at it directly.

Just from the momentum of this sword, Zu Nianqi felt an oppression comparable to that of a Infant Transformation Realm monk. Under the great change in his expression, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

But just when Guo Chusheng's sword was about to fall, and Zu Nianqi also frantically agitated with mana, controlling the brass bell to cover Guo Chusheng by surprise.

"Whew!"

Without warning, a sound of breaking through the air sounded. Between the electric light and flint, there was another soft sound of "poof".

It turned out to be a blood line, which sank into Guo Chusheng's waist at an incredible speed.

"Ahh

Although he avoided the most important position of the dantian, he still immediately let out a scream full of pain.

Then he was instantly brought to the ground, his forehead was bruised, his face was distorted, and his whole body began to twitch.

His skin turned blood-red, and blood gurgled strangely. Not only that, under the terrible roar, I saw that his skin began to fester, and after just ten breaths, it turned into a thick pool of blood, exuding a pungent smell.

The first person of the younger generation in Nanyang Mountain, Guo Chusheng, who formed Xuandan, died tragically at the feet of Zu Nianqi.

"This ......"

Seeing this scene, Zu Nianqi's eyes were full of astonishment, and then he turned around and looked at a big tree ten zhang away.

I saw a young Taoist priest, who was standing quietly, licking his tongue, and his face showed a little excitement.

And this person is naturally Dongfang Mo.

The blood thread he had triggered before was the secret technique of the blood clan given to him by the assassin girl, blood penetrating silk.

When he got this post, he tried to cultivate while the assassin girl was healing.

Unexpectedly, with his strength, it took about a month to refine one with a large amount of refined blood, and to warm it in the body, which was time-consuming and laborious.

But now when he saw the power of this technique, he couldn't help but secretly speak.

When Devouring Qing performed this technique on him, he directly pierced his mid-level magic weapon, the small red shield, if he hadn't turned the black rain stone into an inner armor and pierced it on his body, I am afraid that the end would be the same as Guo Chusheng in front of him.

The secret technique of the blood clan really lives up to its reputation, and now he has another vicious killer weapon.

"Daoist, who are you!"

Just as Dongfang Mo was groaning, Zu Nianqi looked at him with both hands behind his back and scolded him sharply, and the brass bell slowly turned above his head, making a buzzing and trembling sound, as if it could be sacrificed at any time.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's eyelids twitched, and this ancestor Nianqi was as unsightly as ever. Fortunately, he has a strong ancestral family behind him, otherwise if he is a casual cultivator with this kind of character, he doesn't know how he died.

"Hehe, it's just a first-order casual cultivation of the trail." Dongfang Mo casually snorted, and then continued to speak:

"However, for the famous ancestral family in the Eastern Regions, I have heard of it for a long time, presumably Daoyou should be the young master of the ancestral family, Zu Nianqi."

Hearing his flattering words, Zu Nianqi raised his head proudly, but just spit out two words lightly.

"Not bad."

"I didn't expect it to be the ancestor young master, and the trail was disrespectful and disrespectful."

Dongfang Mo bowed his hand.

"Where, where!"

Zu Nianqi raised his hand, signaling that he didn't have to be so polite, and the pride on his face was even worse.

Dongfang Mo felt embarrassed for a while, but his face did not show the slightest clue. He is a storyteller, and pretending to be a sycophant is a matter of ease.

I heard him continue: "In the past, Guo Chusheng of Nanyang Mountain was a bully, and he had some festivals with Xiaodao, and he found that this guy was fighting with Zu Daoyou, and he secretly attacked him, and Zu Daoyou will not blame Xiaodao for his rude behavior."

"I see, since he is also your enemy, I naturally won't blame you." Zu Nianqi frowned, and then stretched out again.

"Hehe, that's fine. By the way, it's not a secret that Xiaodao was chased and killed by a living dead before, so he lost his direction, dare to ask Zu Daoyou if you know the route here? Xiaodao wants to leave Pengdao now, because this place is too dangerous, and Xiaodao is not a leader like Zu Daoyou, so he is afraid of losing his life. ”

Dongfang Mo smiled, and at the end of the words, he still didn't forget to slap another sycophant.

Sure enough, hearing his words, Zu Nianqi's chest straightened, and he felt a lot of happiness in his heart.

"If you keep going in this direction, you will be able to get out of Phong Island in about twenty days. In the future, you must remember that if your cultivation is low, don't break in. After finishing speaking, Zu Nianqi stretched out his hand and pointed in a certain direction.

"What Zu Daoyou said is very true, thank you very much. That Guo Chusheng's storage bag, Zu Daoyou, look ......at it" Dongfang Moqiang held back a smile, then looked at Guo Chusheng's storage bag on the ground, and showed an inquiring look at Zu Nianqi.

"This kind of idle thing is not in my ancestor's eyes, if you need it, just take it." Zu Nianqi waved his hand without blinking.

"Zu Daoyou is really bold, even so, then Xiaodao is not welcome."

Dongfang Mo showed a look of great joy, and then reached out and sucked Guo Chusheng's storage bag over.

Just as he was about to clench his fists and say goodbye to Zu Nianqi, his ears trembled at this time, and then he looked up in a certain direction with some surprise.

After about five or six breaths, Zu Nianqi also turned his head to look at it with some sense.

I saw a middle-aged man in a long robe, about thirty years old, staggering towards this place.

This person has the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, his face is pale, and the corners of his mouth are bloody. In the lower abdomen, there was also a blood hole the size of a dragon's eye, translucent in front and back, and the blood hole was bubbling with red blood, soaking most of his clothes.

Seeing this person who was seriously injured, Zu Nianqi's expression changed.

Dongfang Mo glanced at Zu Nianqi and the middle-aged monk left and right, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"The young master is not good, we have been ambushed by gangsters." The middle-aged man came directly to Zu Nianqi and coughed violently for a while, and then he didn't care about the injuries on his body, and said panting, clenching his fists.

"What a fuss, how dare Xiaoxiao be the enemy of my ancestral family." Hearing his words, Zu Nianqi calmed down after a while.

"Yes...... It could be a demon ...... Demon Clan. The middle-aged monk said with some uncertainty.

"Demon Clan?" Zu Nianqi exclaimed, shocked and changed.

"Yes, some of those people look like tiger beasts, some have scales on their bodies, and some have tails wagging behind them, it should be the rumored demon clan." The middle-aged monk nodded.

And without waiting for Zu Nianqi to speak, he continued to say quickly: "Now that the Wind Fairy has been besieged by several Ning Dan Realm cultivators of the Demon Clan, the situation is precarious, and his subordinates have escaped desperately, and they have come to tell the young ......."

"Let's go!"

Before the middle-aged monk finished speaking, Zu Nianqi grabbed his shoulder, and with a gesture at the brass bell above his head, he turned into a gust of wind and roared away, only to see the white mist in front of him being blown up by him, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Dongfang Mo stopped in place, his face could not hide a touch of shock.

Most of the people mentioned by the middle-aged monk were demon monks such as the tiger-headed monster who had sealed him in the Bagua Boiling Dan Furnace and blasted into the magma in the underground palace before.

And the wind fairy in his mouth, needless to say, is also a wind and fallen leaves.

His eyes narrowed at the thought of this.

Now that the two demons and the two demons are still in Biying, maybe they are looking for him everywhere on Peng Island, and according to his plan, he will naturally leave and flee immediately.

But when he thought that the situation of the wind and falling leaves seemed to be not good, he hesitated a little.

In order to break through the Ning Dan Realm, this woman did not hesitate to lend him the Feng family's giant Spirit Gathering Array. And when he fell into the trap of Feng Xiaoli and Feng Huozi, this woman took herself as a hostage and rescued him from the danger of the Feng family. In the end, for the sake of his safety, he was recommended to take refuge in his ancestral home.

It is no exaggeration to say that this woman is one of the few people he can fully trust.

And when he thought of the tiger head monster and other demon clan monks, who almost boiled him to death in the gossip boiling furnace, a rich murderous intent and sneer flashed in his eyes.

Listening to Dongfang Mo's cold snort, he stomped under his feet and turned into a blue light, chasing in the direction where Zu Nianqi left.

With his current cultivation, he used the technique of Mu Dun and the hidden step of the entry, and soon caught up with Zu Nianqi, who turned into a gust of wind.

Dongfang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he galloped wildly with Zu Nianqi's figure, crossing a distance of more than 100 zhang in one breath, and escaped dozens of miles in a short time.

After another quarter of an hour, even if he didn't use his ear power, he heard a violent mana fluctuation coming from the front.

"Huh!"

At this time, his speed increased suddenly, and he instantly left Zu Nianqi and the middle-aged man who was caught by him behind.

And when he jumped over a distance of more than 1,000 zhang and came to a damp depression, he saw more than 100 people fighting together in front of him.

Take a closer look, one of the people is the Demon Clan, the Tiger Demon Clan, the Black Snake Clan, and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan.

The other group of people were Terran monks dressed in different costumes.

At this time, he clearly saw that most of them were Terran monks who cultivated during the foundation building period, and those who were suppressed were defeated and retreated. Many people were seriously injured, and the magic weapons and spells in their hands seemed to be strong on the outside and capable in the middle, and they were not at all the opponents of the demon clan monks who knew how to combine attacks.

But Dongfang Mo's gaze was instantly attracted by another slightly smaller battle group.

I saw a tiger-headed monster, a snake-tailed man, and a scantily clad three-tailed girl, who were surrounding a woman in a long cyan dress with a cold expression in the middle. The three of them used all their means, and the Terran woman was outnumbered and could only barely resist.

And at this moment, the tiger-headed monster took advantage of a gap, and after a cruel laugh, he slashed the two-zhang long snake spear in his hand as a long stick and slashed it forward.

With a snort, the air was cut open with a black opening.

The Terran woman could only seal her hands in a hurry, and a round wind shield condensed in front of her.

"Bang!"

When the snake spear slashed at the wind shield, the wind shield instantly collapsed, and the Terran woman suffered a tearing force, and her delicate body flew upside down. And while he was still in the air, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Look for death!"

Dongfang Mo's heart was full of anger, and with a wave of his big hand, dense black raindrops made a whizzing sound of breaking the air, and covered the three demon clan monks overwhelmingly.