Fortunately, Qinglian Jia blocked most of the power of the moth sting, and there was no serious wound on the arm, but the toxicity of the moth sting was not easy to resolve, and it soon penetrated into the blood vessels and meridians of the arm, and Qingyang's right arm was swollen several times, glowing with black light.

Qingyang also encountered this kind of toxicity for the first time, and he was a little caught off guard, so that the toxicity of the moth sting spread to the entire arm, and even faintly spread to the whole body, fortunately, he had the foundation of the god monk, and this poison could not kill him, Qingyang quickly figured out the toxicity of the moth sting, controlled the spread of other parts of the body, and began to try to force out the toxin in the right arm.

Qingyang was able to block the simultaneous attack of four people, which was somewhat unexpected by the big-headed strong man, he still knew his subordinates very well, and it was difficult for the four of them to take it down even by themselves, this Qingyang's strength was a little outrageous. However, he knows better how powerful the moth sting is, since Qingyang's body has been poisoned, and his face seems to be faintly filled with black gas, it is not far from death. The poison of the moth sting is not only poisonous, but also has the effect of delaying the monk's action, this Qingyang is already injured, and now his movement is restricted, so he is only left to be beaten passively, and it is a matter of time to kill him.

They didn't even need the supervision of the big-headed strong man, as soon as the four of them saw Qingyang being hit by the moth, their courage suddenly doubled, and they each sacrificed their magic weapons to use a big move to blast Qingyang, and they were going to split him into corpses.

And Qingyang at this time, he has also figured out the strength of these people, the means of the Moth Clan monks are indeed a lot, but they are all taking advantage of surprises, in fact, they are similar to other monks of the same level, once they find out the details of these people, it will be easy to deal with.

From beginning to end, he didn't say anything, and he didn't sin against this moth clan before, but the other party clearly wanted his own life, which is really unreasonable, and it seems that he can't keep his hand anymore.

Seeing that the attack of the four people of the Moth Clan was about to drown Qingyang, and Qingyang had already made the decision to play his hole cards to solve the enemy in front of him, he heard someone suddenly shouting in the distance: "Stop!" Golden Moth, you are so bold that you dare to kill my lone Terran monk here. ”

At the same time, four figures rushed towards this side, and when everyone in the Moth Clan heard the voice, their faces suddenly changed, and the four people who were making a move involuntarily stopped attacking.

It's not that they're afraid of people coming, but the moth clan and the human race have been fighting for many years, and they can do whatever they do in private, as long as they don't get caught by the other party, but if they kill people in front of each other, it will be a bit of a tear in the face, Cangmu City is not only the moth clan and the human race, but also other races, if the two of them fight here, it will only be other people who are cheaper.

After a few breaths, four figures came to him, first a young Terran monk, the cultivation of the second layer of the Yuanying, very young, the qualifications seemed to be very good, this person was dressed in white, his expression was resolute, and his face was a little righteous. The other three are all Jindan monks, an eighth-layer old man in Jindan, and a sixth-layer couple in Jindan, the cultivation of these three people is a lot worse than that young man, but they are much older than that young man, and they look like subordinates and the like.

The young man in white first glanced at Qingyang, nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the big-headed strong man, and said, "Jin Moth, you are also a famous figure of the younger generation of the Moth Clan, why are you becoming more and more unproductive, and you can actually do this kind of trick?" ”

was questioned by the other party in person, the big strong man's face was very ugly, and he stared at the young man in white and said: "Who should I be, it turns out to be Gu Mufeng, a genius who has been rare for the human race in Cangmu City for thousands of years, no wonder he is so domineering." Although this person is your Terran monk, he is obviously not from Cangmu City, so for this kind of foreign monk of unknown origin, what is wrong with us investigating it face-to-face? ”

The white-clothed young man Gu Mufeng snorted coldly and said, "Regardless of whether this person is from Cangmu City or not, since he is a monk of my human race, I will not allow you Moth Clan to bully at will." ”

"What? Are you Gu Mufeng going to fight with me? "The big-headed strong man is yin.

"Fight and fight, who is afraid of whom? I heard that you are the best among the younger generation of the Frog Clan, and your strength is outstanding, and I have long wanted to see it. Gu Mufeng was not to be outdone.

The two sides were tense for a while, and seeing that they were about to fight, the old man in the green shirt in the Moth Clan took a few steps forward and whispered: "Young Master, since the Terran can come in time, it is difficult to ensure that the monks of the other clans are not nearby, there is no need to fight with them at this time, it is still important to get down to business." ”

The words of the old man in the green shirt immediately dispelled the idea of the golden borer, this Gu Mufeng is the same as himself, he is the best among the younger generations of all ethnic groups, and even more popular, the challenge of crossing the level is not a problem, the golden borer is not an opponent before breaking through the third layer of the Yuanying, although he is now cultivating to a higher level, but he is not completely sure of winning, so the five against the five moth clan is not dominant.

Even if their moth clan can win, it will definitely have to pay a huge price, in case there are other races hiding nearby, and a praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, wouldn't it be cheap for others in vain? What's more, there are more important things behind them, and if they are injured, they will miss a big thing in the past.

Thinking of this, Jin Mo already had the idea of retreating, but if he loses, he can't give in on face, Jin Mo snorted coldly: "If you want to see what you have in the future, there will be opportunities, for the sake of your Gu Mufeng's face, I will spare his life this time, if you meet it again next time, it will not be so cheap." ”

"Let's go!" After finishing speaking, Jin Moth left with his subordinates without looking back.

Seeing the Moth Clan disappearing into the dense forest, Gu Mufeng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he said toughly, in fact, he was also very worried that the Golden Moth would fight with him regardless of it, both sides are the leaders of the younger generation of all ethnic groups, in the face of the Golden Moth, which has been cultivated to a higher level, Gu Changfeng does not have the slightest certainty of winning, and now it is better for the other party to take the initiative to retreat.

At this time, Qingyang is in a different mood, it is said that there are countless races in the spirit world, and being able to meet human monks here is born with a sense of intimacy, compared to the unreasonable moth clan, Qingyang is still more willing to deal with human monks, not to mention that these people have saved themselves. Although Qingyang has the means to protect himself, the other party doesn't know that being able to come out at this time can be regarded as a life-saving grace, at least it saves Qingyang's hands and feet, and the hole cards don't have to be exposed early.

Qingyang cleaned up a little, took a few steps forward and saluted Gu Mufeng, and said: "Thank you seniors in Xia Qingyang, if it weren't for the timely arrival of all your fellow Daoists, I'm afraid I would have lost my life." ”

(End of chapter)