Neatly resisting the fierce tiger demon weighing a thousand catties on his shoulder, Mo Liang held the dagger in his backhand and immediately rushed towards another wheeping goblin in the depths of the valley. This dying goblin is the real treasure for the totem pole ear, and the demonic spirit is strong.

Not far in front of him, there was a fox demon.

His whole body was white fur, but at this time it was stained with blood, and the supple hairs were sticky and knotted, and he was so embarrassed that he had lost his former demeanor. His strength is not weak, and his movements are fast, so he can escape farther than other elves, but he is just as fragile in the storm of blades.

Mo Liang's appearance was extremely fierce, holding a sharp blade and carrying the dead tiger demon on his shoulder, and there were drops of blood flowing down the body of the tiger demon, dripping on the road with his footsteps.

"Kitsune!"

His gaze froze, fixed on the goblin. Looking at its breath, it already has the strength of the seven grades of ink, and the demon blood spirit is fresh and full, together with the tiger demon on the shoulder, it is a rare supplement for the ears of the totem pole in Beicun.

"Die!"

Soaring steps, Mo Liang stepped on the electric light, and his body was straight into a straight line.

The fox demon raised his head and saw the murderous Mo Liang, especially the blood-drenched tiger demon corpse on his shoulder, and immediately shook his body, with a panicked look in his eyes. If it were on weekdays, I was afraid that the fox demon who had entered the ink seven grades would not bother to take a look at Mo Liang when he saw it. But now, he saw Mo Liang's eyes showing pleading, and even folded his paws and bowed down.

He whimpered lowly, as if begging for mercy from Moliang.

But Mo Liang's eyes were cold, and he was not moved at all. When he was strong, many Terrans begged for mercy in front of him, only to be slaughtered in the end.

"Die!"

Near, Mo Liang drank coldly for a short time, and stabbed straight with a dagger between his hands. At this moment, the fox demon with a pleading face suddenly flashed coldly, coughed lightly, and immediately a drop of blood-red blood shot out.

Mo Liang sneered, and his body dodged slightly to one side, and at the same time, the dagger stabbed into his chest with force. The fox is cunning and fickle, how can he not be guarded. Flipping over, a gray demon yuan containing white appeared, and another demon yuan with seven grades of ink was put into his arms, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved.

If this continues, don't say that the bottleneck from the sixth grade of ink to the seventh grade of ink, I am afraid that it is not impossible to break through to the eighth grade of ink! Moreover, this fresh demon blood spirit of the seventh grade of ink, even if Ma Xiangyang hunts it, it is very difficult. And this is just the beginning, many of the originally powerful goblins in the deep valley are taking what they want at this moment, making Mo Liang's heart beat.

Carrying the demon body of the fox demon, Mo Liang did not continue to hunt, but bent a bend and went to the col where the totem pole ears were placed.

Place the two elves on the ground. Picking up the tiger demon, the dagger pierced his chest and brain, and suddenly the red blood was pouring out, on the totem pole ears, like oil poured into the fire, the demon flames roared up, and it seemed that he could feel the tiger demon's rich demonic energy, turning into a trickle into the totem pole ears.

Half a foot of demonic flame immediately rose a foot.

This visible change made Mo Liang smile immediately. At the same time, put down the tiger demon who was depleted of demonic energy, picked up the fox demon, and infused its demon blood essence. The fox demon qi dissipated, the demon flame was half a meter higher, and above the ears of this totem pole, the raging fire was already at the height of a person. With the return of the totem pole ears to the totem pole, the demonic flames turned into these demon blood spirits will eventually be absorbed into the power of the totem pole, and the demonic flames are restrained.

The astonishing changes in the totem pillar ears made Mo Liang even more eager for the seriously injured demons in the valley.

When he set off again, he directly put the totem pole ear on his back. Totem pole, absorbing the demon blood spirit to grow, for the demon clan, the existence of the totem pole is the biggest threat and provocation. And as the existence of the human race, the totem pole rarely appears in front of the demon race. But now, I only heard Mo Liang whispering: "These goblins are injured and disabled, and they can all rush to Black Mountain in one battle." I carried the totem pole ear on my back, and left straight after finishing this ticket. Such a harvest should be enough to deal with Ma Xiangyang!"

Then, he straightened the ears of the totem pole, dropped the two demon bodies, and rushed back to the Black Valley.

Again, it's a python spirit. He was covered with tiny scales of python skin, and everywhere he saw the wounds cut by the small sword, and his flesh turned out, lying motionless. From a distance, it looks like he's dead.

Mo Liang ran over quickly, the dagger in his hand shining with cold light.

But the moment he stepped into the range of the python spirit's body, he saw the python spirit spitting out the letter, and the python tail as thick as the root of a tree swept wildly. The wind was loud, and even if he was seriously injured, this fierce attack also made Mo Liang's neck shrink.

"What a fierce fellow!" Mo Liang exclaimed.

The indulgence trick was slightly activated, and in less than the blink of an eye, the speed of the electric light skyrocketed, and the whole body rushed out, and the python tail swept behind the waist between the lines. This wind swept his skin and flesh tightly, oozing a trace of coldness.

"If it weren't for the sword array, the spirits of this demon mountain would be invincible!" he secretly rejoiced, if he hunted a powerful goblin with pure strength, he didn't know how many times he would have to go through nine deaths.

"Don't struggle for nothing, give me death!"

The electric light took a step, and Mo Liang pounced like an explosion, and when the python suddenly began to roll violently, a dagger went directly into his mind, killing him with one blow.

There was a loud bang, and the python's tail slammed into the ground, full of unwillingness. Once, he was the king of the mountains and forests, and on the periphery of this mountain, he was the monster at the top of the food chain. But now, it has fallen into the hands of a small human race......

Mo Liang skillfully picked out the demon element, a demon element that entered the ink seven grades.

Then, he put down the totem pole ear from behind his back, and released the demon blood essence infusion on the spot, and soon the demon flame rose another foot, almost a zhang high, with an amazing momentum!

The python spirit died unwillingly, but the vibration of his python tail slapping the earth made many goblins notice.

After Mo Liang asked the totem pole ear to completely absorb the demonic energy of the python spirit, he turned back and saw many goblins dragging the ruined demon body and fleeing in panic. It's just that this escape is even embarrassing and funny in Mo Liang's eyes. These were the goblins who could swallow him to the point of not even the scum left with a single thought, but now, they were so embarrassed.

A wolf demon, limping on two legs, struggled to get away from Mo Liang, his eyes were full of hatred, and cursed: "This desperate guy ......"

Mo Liang suddenly changed from a sheep in a group of wolves to a wolf in a flock. You know, just yesterday he was cautious and timid, for fear of alarming any of the goblins in the demon mountain.

And in the shadow of the mountainside not far away, a green toad spirit stared at the watery eyes, and said aggrievedly and helplessly: "Quack~King, if you don't come back, our brothers will die!