At the same time as Mo Liang was about to leave, the bear spirit who was lying on the side also opened his eyes suddenly, and an alert light flashed by. Perhaps it was Mo Liang's movement that startled him, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he roared angrily, and became extremely violent.

Roar~

A huge black shadow flashed, and on Mo Liang's way, there was almost half the size of the hole in the middle of the bear spirit. There was a fierce roar in his throat, and his eyes were full of red light, and he looked at Mo Hao as if he was about to crush him.

The bear spirit paced left and right fiercely and fiercely, and his gaze never left Mo Liang's body for a moment. This gesture immediately made Mo Liang stop. He had no doubt that if he moved again, the bear spirit would rush up desperately.

"This bear spirit is too fierce!"

Thinking of the momentum that Fang Cai Xiong Jing burst out in an instant, it was already equivalent to the breath of the five grades of ink! Mo Liang's face changed slightly. This guy is even more terrifying than Yan Jin's six people combined!

"And in such a place, I'm afraid it's difficult for me to escape!" Looking around, Mo Liang's heart gradually sank. The horror of the bear spirit is far beyond his imagination. The degree of entering the five grades of ink, in the periphery of the mountain, can already be regarded as an overlord!

The bear spirit roared restlessly, as if sensing a threat in Mo Liang's body.

He's hurt?!

Suddenly, Mo Liang's gaze froze, staring at the dark blood droplets on the ground. It immediately dawned on him that when he saw the drops of blood, he answered all kinds of questions in his heart - how could the bear spirit remain silent, and why was he so irritable.

"It looks like the injury is not light!"

Although the bear spirit is fierce and violent, it is not difficult to find a trace of weakness in it. This does not make Mo Liang take it lightly. It is equivalent to the goblin of the five grades of ink, dominating the mountains and forests, and its strength is by no means false. The more you hurt, the more ferocious!

The two faced off for about ten breaths. It seems to be calm, but in fact it is a torrent.

The bear spirit of the five grades of ink is not weaker than the most intelligent people among human beings. Suddenly roared, and he took the lead in attacking. The behemoth body swooped down, and at the same time, the light in his eyes flashed.

Mo Liang's body sank immediately, and the air around him became viscous for no reason. "Gravity Array!" he was immediately startled.

It is equivalent to a goblin in the middle stage of ink, and already has its own natural supernatural power - gravity. This gravity is equivalent to putting two hundred catties of weight on Mo Liang's body, causing his movements to be sluggish immediately.

With a jump in his heart, Mo Liang immediately took out a square array stone from his arms, threw it with a swish, and swirled and shrouded it towards the bear spirit. A faint beam of light shot out from the array stone, forming a pattern like a formation on the ground, making the bear spirit in it also slow down.

It is a gravity array stone.

This was a piece given to him by the craftsman of the Stone Formation Shop, which was equivalent to three hundred contribution points. If it weren't for the excellent job of his array stone introduction, it would have been impossible to send him for nothing. He only has one piece, but there is no chance to feel distressed at the moment. Xiong Jing is already strong, and he is even more comfortable under the power of gravity, how can he let him do it.

The body sank, but it did not prevent the bear spirit from destroying the mountain and breaking the stone with a palm. With this palm, the bulky bear almost jumped up, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Mo Liang clenched his hands into fists, stared at the bear's paw with a slight gaze, and suddenly made a move.

The light fist is exerted from the foundation of the lower plate, the waist and hips are firm and bearing, and the strength of the whole body is instantly condensed in the arm fist from the bottom up, like a fierce wolf agitated. At the same time, in the face of the bear spirit of the five grades of ink, he did not dare to underestimate it at all.

Indulgence!

The elemental force of the meridians flows, following the fluctuation of the power of the body, like an undercurrent surging, stimulating the power of the body through the meridians of the legs, merging into the veins of the chest and abdomen, and then joining the power of the whole body to fill the meridians of the arms and arms.

This punch, although it is not his peak and strongest punch, is also a super powerful punch.

Hey!

Thousands of catties of black bear spirit, with a hill-like body, ordinary people are afraid to death when they see it. But at this moment, Mo Liang relied on his thin body, like a grasshopper shaking a tree. Under the huge shadow, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only blood and courage.

The amazing collision, the two each burst out with thousands of catties of huge force, making the cave seem to be shaken. The raging air flow was like a wash, the fog in the cave was rolling, and the wind was blowing.

One-touch to part.

Mo Liang's arm trembled slightly, and his breath was a little disordered. He blocked the black bear's blow, but it wasn't easy. Moreover, the black bear is still dead in the way.

Fortunately, the condition of the bear spirit is not very good. The sound of bleeding made Mo Liang's strength immediately lift, and he saw a glimmer of hope, "His injuries are even more serious!"

His eyes lit up in the darkness, hoping that the injury would make the bear spirit escape. But this bear spirit was like eating a scale, and his body trembled in pain, and he roared and rushed up, full of the fierceness of death.

At this moment, Mo Liang had no choice.

Gritting his teeth, he missed the black bear for a moment, reached out and grabbed the black hair on his chest, and turned over and rode on his back. With one hand in front, he grabbed his neck fiercely, and with the other hand behind, he pinched his lumbar spine.

Roar~

Being ridden on his back, the bear spirit roared even more wildly. The sound made the whole cave tremble, and the sand and gravel shook off.

Mo Liang gripped it tightly, and felt a wetness when his back hand touched it.

......

Outside the mountain stream cave, Yan Jin and the six people slowly stopped. Their eyes were a little shining.

"It's a fight!"

"It's not a small movement. Mo Liang, this kid, really angered the bear spirit. Kill two birds with one stone, there is a play!"

"The goblin of the five grades! Even if you go to the Holy City, it is a lot of contribution!"

Yan Jin also showed a faint smile, "Wait for them to stop, let's go in." It's just time to catch a turtle in an urn!"

......

"His wounds are around here!"

Mo Liang's thoughts immediately moved. The fierceness of the bear spirit also made him ruthless. Neatly rolled over, clenched a fist like a hammer, and slammed between the back of the bear spirit's lumbar spine.

The bear spirit is crazy. The sharp pain made him swish to his feet, frantically shaking his body.

But Mo Liang clung to his fur as if it were clinging to it, punching and striking at his wound.

Bang bang bang~

In the cave, there was a sharp tremble, and the bear spirit desperately crashed into the mountain wall, trying to force Mo Liang away, but to no avail.

His back was a blind spot, and he could only let out increasingly terrible screams and whimpering. If it is ordinary, with the hardness of the five grades of ink, even if the bear spirit lies still and lets Mo Liang attack, it is like tickling. But now when he was at his weakest, he met Mo Liang, who was unforgiving, staring at a little death and not letting go.

Mo Liang was out of breath.

On the back of this bear spirit, it is even more chaotic and tumbling than falling from the top of a mountain. The bear spirit hit the wall desperately, and even made him move left and right. To put it simply, if you don't notice it for a while, your bones may be shattered. Besides, he had to punch and punch his wounds. Among them, passion can be explained in more than a few words.

When the bear spirit fell to the ground with a thud, Mo Liang only felt that his body was numb. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his fists ached.

This battle was almost the most tragic battle after he awakened the Assassin Soul. Even this is not bloody, but it is dangerous and tug-of-war, which makes people frightened.

But he didn't dare to rest yet. picked up a stone blade casually, puffed into the chest of the bear spirit, and turned out the demon yuan of the five-grade demon spirit in ink, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Losing the demon element, this bear spirit can withstand the sky, and don't think about being a threat to him.

"Whew~ It's dangerous!" took a long breath, Mo Liang only felt afraid for a while, "If I wasn't lucky enough to meet this guy injured, I'm afraid I would have died here!"

Even so, when Mo Liang clenched the weight of the Demon Yuan in his hand, his heartbeat slowly accelerated. The demon yuan that devoured the ink was no longer insignificant to his strength. The demon yuan that can enter the five grades of ink is very different!

Devouring this demon element, he has a great chance to directly enter the five grades of ink. Advancing to the fifth grade of ink, coupled with the outbreak of indulgence, he was able to burst out the power of the sixth grade of the ink in a very short period of time! And the sixth grade of the ink was enough to crush Yan Jin, who was of the fifth grade of the ink.

His heart was secretly happy, but there was a heavy footstep sound in the cave.

"Tsk~!What an amazing guy! However, how much combat power do you have now?" Yan Jin's annoying cold taunt sounded. The six of them emerged from the white mist, each with a sneer and eager excitement.

Mo Liang's face immediately turned cold as frost, and he stared at them coldly. If Ma Xiangfei is here, he must be scared half to death by Mo Liang's eyes. Last time, Mo Liang looked at him like this, and then destroyed all his self-righteousness with one punch.

But Yan Jin didn't know this.

The demon yuan that entered the five grades of ink, as Mo Liang clenched his fists, began to devour it frantically. The meridians and Yuan Force in the late stage of the four grades of ink in the body expanded rapidly. If anyone could hear the voice in Mo Liang's body at this moment, it was a terrifying roar like a raging wind sweeping across the sky, like a rolling thunder.

"What's the matter, don't you speak, you run again!" Yan Jin looked at Mo Liang with playful eyes. In his opinion, Mo Liang's cold gaze was like the last struggle and unwillingness, which was useless. "Little cub, fight with us in the mountains and forests! When we were born and died in the mountains, you were still playing in the mud!"

In the entire cave, only Yan Jin's mocking voice reverberate.

"Who do you say it's bad for you to offend? Why do you want to offend Wang Lingfeng? Do you know what the Holy City means to us?" Yan Jin looked at Mo Liang as if he was looking at a complete fool, and said with a pause: "The wine is stunning, and the world is peaceful!"

"To hell with the earth, what mountains and forest monsters!"

"Well, I want to thank you, if it weren't for you, how would we have such an opportunity......?

Yan Jin said and laughed coldly.