The Shendou Mountain Range, which stretches for thousands of miles, is full of reckless trees, as the largest mountain range in Leizhou, but there are few people, for no other reason, it is because the beasts and poisonous insects in this mountain range are rampant, and there are more demon beasts above the entrance level in the inner perimeter. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Generally speaking, if there are not ten monks above the fifth-order warriors, nine of them will not come out alive, and the remaining one, if they do not become a lifelong waste, then they have broken through the realm.

Three days ago, under the instigation of the obscene old man, Mo Wuchen left a letter for Mu Wanhe, and entered the Shendou Mountain Range, looking for cultivation resources while polishing his body to lay the foundation for cultivating the "Heavenly Capture Dao".

A small nameless mound, with a bush of bushes in front of it, and Mo Wuchen hid behind it with his baggage. He was bent up, the nameless flying sword in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on a thatched trap not far away.

"It's coming!" said the lewd old man in a deep voice.

I saw a beast that looked like a jackal but not a jackal, like a deer but not a deer, not far away. "Tsk...... It's a jackal, and its horns are a great tonic, and blessed are you, boy. The lewd old man smacked it, as if he was about to drool.

"Old man Xing Zhan, you are embarrassed to say that your bait recipe has a fatal temptation to the beast, and as a result, I have been waiting here for a day and a night. Mo Wuchen scolded.

"Hehe, maybe I'm wrong, people don't remember well when they're old...... But isn't that an attraction?" the old man Xing Zhan defended.

The jackal walked to the trap and sniffed at it, and then, as if frightened, ran away as fast as it could.

"Uh......" Mo Wuchen was speechless for a moment: "Are you sure this bait is a decoy for beasts, not for beast repellents?"

"Cut, old man, I'm not good for you, you're blaming me now!" Xing Zhan old man blew his beard angrily and glared: "It's all your fault that your strength is too weak, or you just rush up and kill it directly, then you still have to squat here?"

"I'm weak, are you strong, or will I be hunted down and killed to the point that I even give up my body?" Mo Wangchen scolded.

Old man Xing Zhan suddenly felt that his face was gloomy, and he roared loudly: "I'm not strong, but I have the strength of a martial artist." Do you know what kind of strength the Liutao Miscellaneous Hair is chasing after me? He's a Martial Immortal!"

"Wu Zun...... Martial Immortal ......," Mo Wangchen muttered. He could hardly believe that this obscene old man who lived in his mind could be a martial artist.

The old man Xing Zhan smiled and said, "This is the proudest achievement of the old man's life! With the combat power of Wu Zun, I killed a martial immortal. ”

"I'll ...... It's an old pervert!"

"Boy, look for death, believe it or not, I'll take your body now!" Old man Xing Zhan gritted his teeth.

"If you have the ability, you can come! Anyway, there are not a few days to live, and dying early and dying late is death! But ...... Before I die, I want to know what you have done, which will cause the Six Tao Martial Immortals to burn their souls to kill you. "Don't forget to get to the bottom of it.

"This ...... It's hard to say......"

The old man of the torture war actually showed a shy look.

"Say, or I'll not eat or drink, and I'll die here!" Mo Forgetchen asked with a grim face.

"You...... Hey......" The obscene old man blushed like a big girl with yellow flowers, "Old man, I'...... Slept with his wife......"

"Poof......" Mo Wuchen laughed.

"Boy, I admire you all the time, and sure enough, you dare to do this kind of lifeless thing!"

"Cuicui and I are true love!" the lewd old man defended.

"Good...... True love!" Mo Wangchen laughed as he spoke, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly pointed to the sword in his hand and asked, "You mean that this sword is the natal weapon of the Liutao Martial Immortals?"

"Yes, this sword is called 'Killing Immortals', and there are several martial immortals buried under its blade, and I am not unjustly dead. However, this sword is not something from our world, I heard that it comes from another world called 'Fengshen'. ”

"At the beginning, Liutao miscellaneous hair also had an adventure in the early years and obtained it by chance. ”

Old man Xing Zhan said carefully: "But don't be too happy, before you have the ability to refine it, it will be an ordinary iron sword in your hand. Moreover, if the news of your possession of it spreads, it will lead to death. ”

Listening to Old Man Xing Zhan's words, Mo Wuchen seemed to have touched the door of another world. It turns out that there are really martial immortals in this world, and there is more than one, and the world they live in is not the only world...... All this seems to have turned into a seed, buried in the bottom of Mo Wangchen's heart, and has become the driving force for him to become the strongest.

Mo Wuchen slowly came back to his senses and said solemnly: "Old man, don't worry! I will definitely not expose the 'Immortal Killing Sword' in front of others." ”

Xing Zhan sighed: "Hey! Now that the fates of you and I are closely linked, maybe this is fate! Remember that when you have the ability, help me recover my body, and I will be satisfied."

Mo Wuchen had a serious expression on his face: "Don't worry, I will help you." Who doesn't want to have one more backer for Wuzun?

The obscene old man shouted: "Damn! I saw your serious expression and thought you were going to say something terrible? You are almost more obscene than the old man!"

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About three days later, Mo Wangchen was still crouching beside the trap, but the dry food he had brought was almost exhausted.

At that moment, out of the bushes not far away, a pale gray boar burst out, and the boar was very large, a man tall, with white fangs three feet long. It sprang in the direction of the trap, only to get stuck in the trap due to its size.

"What a big pig!" Mo Wangchen sighed.

"This wild boar is called Fangyu, and it is a sixth-order beast! Its meat is a great supplement! After eating its flesh and drinking its blood, you can at least ascend to the fifth order, and then you can start cultivating the Heavenly Capture Dao!" said the obscene old man happily.

Mo Wuchen sighed: "Hey, I finally know how the pig died!" After speaking, he jumped out of the bushes, carrying the Immortal Killing Ancient Sword, and approached Fang Yu step by step, like a general rushing to the battlefield.

Sensing the danger approaching, Fang Yu howled desperately, and the two pig's trotters exposed outside the trap slashed desperately, and the grass flew over.

"Bell!" the Immortal Sword slashed at Fang Yu's back, like the sound of gold and iron clashing.

The fur of this sixth-order fangyu was very hard, and Mo Wuchen felt a tingling sensation coming from his arm, but there was only a white mark left on its fur.

After Fang Yu suffered from pain, the howl became more and more deafening, but unfortunately it was stuck in the trap, and its hind feet could not be strengthened, no matter how much it struggled, it was useless, just like meat on a chopping board, let Mo forget the dust to slaughter.