The wild forest, north of the Jiuqu Demon Capital, south of the ancient city, is the Mahayana Dynasty, the general name of the endless mountain range in the north, the spirit beasts in it are like stars, goblins are like branches and leaves, there are towering ancient trees everywhere, full of death and adventures, for the opportunity, countless warriors, risking death, wandering on the edge of death again and again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A young man in blue, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead, looking at the corpse-devouring flowers on the ground, turned into a dried corpse, and frowned deeply, this is Mo Zifan.

"It doesn't seem like that's enough. ”

Mo Zifan felt that the realm would break through, but no matter how he felt that the dantian was like a beer bottle full of bottles, no matter how he absorbed the aura, the realm would not be able to break through, in order to break through the realm, in order to face the next crisis.

After saying goodbye to Fang Ziyan, he always felt a black cloud shrouded in his heart, the pursuit of the Ancient Academy and the Mei family, he was a little out of breath, the crisis of the Mei family was temporarily solved, but the crisis of the Ancient Academy was not yet, so he was eager to improve his strength, with the strength of the first level of the Soul Devouring at this time, in the face of the high-level Soul Devouring Warrior, he could still solve it, but the Innate Realm Warrior was like a giant mountain, making him feel like he couldn't climb it.

In order to improve his strength, in the past few days, Mo Zifan has been like crazy, looking for a battle between spirit beasts and goblins everywhere, this is not just a hard battle with a high-level Soul Devouring Corpse Eater, at this time, the ground is full of withered branches of the Corpse Devouring Flower, but the realm still has not broken through, and the realm is like a membrane.

"Well, could it be that the group of debris from the Ancient Academy are chasing after you?"

Suddenly, Mo Zifan heard a shouting and scolding in the distance, and moved slowly over with a voice, thinking that the Ancient Academy was chasing after him.

From a distance, the two sides of the confrontation, one side is wearing a blue samurai uniform with a big sea character written on the back, while the other side is wearing a purple robe, and the whole body is shrouded in the robe, only one head is exposed, and the head of a big evil wolf is painted on the back.

"Haijia Chamber of Commerce?"

The side of the blue samurai suit is actually a member of the Hai Family Chamber of Commerce in the Deserted Ancient City, I have heard it when I was in the teahouse, the Hai family is the largest leather merchant in the Deserted Ancient City, and it is also a powerful family in the city, although it cannot defeat the Mei family, the Long family and the Cang family, but it is also a famous new star family in the Deserted Ancient City, as for the other side of the wolf head pattern, Mo Zifan has not heard of it.

"Greedy Wolf Gang, you actually dare to provoke our Hai family, I think you have eaten the gall of a male leopard, right?" an old man in blue scolded angrily.

His opponent was a middle-aged man, and at this time he said gloomily: "Hai family, what's the big deal, if you are the Mei family, I will rob it too." ”

"Don't deceive people too much, I have promised to give up half of my leather jacket, are you still entangled?" said the old man with an angry face.

Obviously, the members of the Haijia Chamber of Commerce are in a weak position, the old man is in the innate primary realm, and the remaining members are all soul devouring and even Lingyun realm, and the greedy wolf gang actually has two innate realm masters, and there are also several high-level warriors who devour souls.

"Half? It seems that you don't know enough about my greedy wolf gang, old ghost, don't talk nonsense, I want all the goods, otherwise you will all leave me behind." "The big man who led the Greedy Wolf Gang just now.

"You—" the old man said indignantly.

"Ten Elders, leave the goods, let's go. At this time, a thin young man beside the old man said, under his order, the members of the Haijia Chamber of Commerce had resentment on their faces, but they still took the bulging package behind them.

"Haha, the one who knows the times is Junjie, old ghost, it seems that this little kid's status is not low. The middle-aged man from the Greedy Wolf Gang laughed a few times, his face full of sarcasm.

Just when the members of the Haijia Chamber of Commerce left the goods, hung their heads, and turned to leave, the members of the Greedy Wolf Gang, their eyes showed a trace of blood red, and they were about to make a move.

"Be careful. ”

Seeing this scene, Mo Zifan couldn't help but say loudly, he is like this, he always likes to be nosy, seeing this scene, he immediately reminded, and as soon as the words came out, he regretted it a little, the old man of the Hai family heard the reminder, turned around and slashed behind him, and fought against the middle-aged man.

"Despicable villain. ”

Mo Zifan rushed out, his fists were like lightning, and he fought fiercely with another Innate Realm warrior of the Greedy Wolf Gang.

"Who are you?" The other party suddenly reprimanded angrily, originally he wanted to sneak attack the young man of the Hai family, and after capturing the other party alive, he came to blackmail the Hai family again, but he didn't expect to be stirred up by Mo Zifan.

"Thank you little brother for the reminder. ”

And the old man immediately thanked him, and stood opposite the members of the Greedy Wolf Gang, both of them took out their weapons and pointed at Mai Mang.

"You're welcome. Mo Zifan gestured to the old man beside him.

Then he looked at the big man of the greedy wolf gang and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, there is also a way to say thieves, how can you not keep your promise?"

"Don't fuck this useless, little ghost, you dare to meddle in your affairs, it seems that you are impatient. "Dahan was already completely angry when he saw it, a small Soul Devouring Realm warrior actually dared to destroy his own good deeds, and he had already put Mo Zifan on the list of must-kill.

"Young man, thank you for the reminder, you can go quickly, it has nothing to do with you. The old man looked at Mo Zifan, although his strength was not bad, but it was only the Soul Devouring Realm, and he immediately reminded kindly.

Fortunately, without waiting for Mo Zifan to speak, the big man opposite said gloomily: "Want to leave? ”

pounced on the old man of the Hai family, while the other warrior was holding a double cone and pressed towards Mo Zifan fiercely.

"Phantom of Ten Thousand Swords. ”

Seeing this scene, Mo Zifan's hand shook, the cold ice sword in his hand pierced into tens of thousands of sword rays, and fought hard with the other party, and suddenly felt that the long sword in his hand was about to fly away, and he took a few steps back, his blood was churning, and the other party's figure also stopped, stopping in place.

"Brother, I'm here to help you. ”

At this moment, the thin young man who was obviously taller than the old man just now rushed out from behind him, and stood in a row with Mo Zifan, Lao Tzu was slightly stronger than the middle-aged man who was greedy for wolves, and the two Soul Devouring Realm warriors and Lingyun Realm warriors were not much different, and the middle-aged man who was left to fight against Mo Zifan was a variable.

"Kill. ”

Mo Zifan glanced at the other party, a thin young man, his body was thin, his eyes were like lightning, his spiritual power fluctuated, he was holding a two-bladed giant axe, he was actually a high-level warrior who devoured souls, his strength was almost the same as his own, and he was obviously a person with a high status in the Hai family, the two glanced at each other and shot at the same time.

The long sword and the thin young man's giant axe in Mo Zifan's hand pressed towards the purple-robed middle-aged man opposite at the same time.

"Hmph, look for death!"

The purple-clothed man, with a drum of spiritual power all over his body, and an overwhelming breath of mountains and seas, like a stormy wave, struck around, and suddenly Mo Zifan felt that his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a swamp.