The villain's laughter made Mo Liang disgusted. Slowly stand up.

At this moment, the demon yuan in his hand that had entered the five grades of ink was already transparent, and all the behemoth yuan power had merged into his meridians. Mo Liang, who can enter the middle stage of the fourth grade of ink, with the devouring of a demon yuan of the fifth grade of ink, directly advanced to the fifth grade of ink. This was the first time he had devoured the demon yuan outside of the ink product, and its inner yuan power was surging, which was terrifying.

The Yuan Force of the thickness of the little finger has become as thick as the thumb, and it is more than twice as full. His meridians were wider and tougher, and the Yuan Force was flowing along the veins, exuding great power.

The promotion came quietly, and only Mo Liang himself could hear the amazing transformation in his body. In such a silent cave, only Yan Jin's noisy shouts have accumulated great changes that shake people's hearts.

"Are you done?" asked Mo Liang coldly.

"Ho~" Yan Jin sneered, "Are you in such a hurry to die?"

Mo Liang raised his head suddenly, stared at him and said coldly: "You're done, it's my turn!"

As his shout fell, the whole person had pierced through the mist like a sharp sword, and suddenly rushed towards the six people who looked like they were holding the victory.

"I reprimand, you are all the same people who deceive each other, betray your ancestors and seek glory! It is for disloyalty!" He shouted so angrily that he stabbed his heart like a knife from his mouth.

The rumbling voice echoed, and his figure turned into an angry dragon in the mist, soaring through the clouds and mist, and rushed to the middle of the six people in an instant. As soon as he reached out and grabbed his hands, he immediately grabbed the neck of a guard soldier who had entered the ink four grades. Mo Liang, who entered the fifth grade of ink, completely suppressed the warrior of the fourth grade of ink in terms of strength. In the horrified gaze of everyone, he twisted it unpretentiously, and with a click, the head of the four-rank warrior who entered the ink shrugged down weakly. He fell to the ground with a thud, and he couldn't twitch.

"I reprimand you twice, you are bullying the weak and bullying the widows with the crowd!

Breaking a person's neck in an instant, Mo Liang grabbed a soldier adjacent to his left hand without shifting his gaze in a rage. Pulling violently, he grabbed his neck in his hands like a mountain of water.

At this moment, Yan Jin and the four of them reacted suddenly, but they were in a panic and retreated half a foot violently. Their eyes were solemn and full of puzzlement. How could a guy who killed the Ink Five-Rank Bear Spirit be so vigorous? Even more powerful than before!

Click!

Mo Liang told them clearly with practical actions - now, what is persecuted in this cave is a wolf who is fierce and cold-blooded to the enemy!

"I reprimanded you three times, you are all slaves and flattering, and you are cheap blood!

Mo Liang let go slowly, and the guy with the broken neck in his hand immediately fell to the ground heavily, and his sharp gaze never left the remaining four for a moment.

This one by one, even if Yan Jin and the four of them are shameless, they are said to have changed their faces.

"Stinky boy, when you become a remnant, let's count it again!"

When they came back to their senses, the four of them immediately became angry. Even if Mo Liang's condition surprised them again, it was nothing more. How can a young man be able to deal with a powerful team of two fifth-grade and two fourth-grade ink? The green jade mantis fist together, the wings chirped, and Yan Jin's arms were like mantis knives, pointing directly at Mo Liang. Together with the three of them, they shamelessly surrounded and killed together.

Mo Liang's eyes froze slightly, and his eyes took the battle situation into his heart. Towards the warrior who had entered the ink five grades, he took a word step with the help of the electric light, and exerted force under his feet, and he came first, and directly pinched his wrist in the terrifying gaze of the warrior.

"What is the use of such disloyal, unrighteous and unfilial people in the world!"

With a sudden shout, this warrior who entered the ink five grades was completely suppressed by the strength of Mo Liang's abrupt ink entry six grades. Grabbing his arm, he slammed his knee so hard that he fell to his knees. Accompanied by his howl of pain, Mo Liang threw a muffled punch on the back. The punch pierced through his bones, shattering his viscera. Six products into ink, with the power of 5,000 catties. This level of strength makes ordinary people as fragile as a piece of paper.

The screams stopped abruptly, and the warrior of the five grades of ink spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and lay on the ground with the residue of internal organs. Poof, in this silent cave, it was like a boulder falling into the middle of the lake, and the water waves rolled and shook people's hearts.

Such a clean and neat method made Yan Jin's chest immediately feel stuffy.

"You ......"

He asked in astonishment, but even he could hear a hint of fear in his voice. The warriors of the five grades of ink were actually slaughtered like being crushed by Mo Liang! He was suddenly afraid! He and so many people wanted to kill Mo Liang, but he never thought that he would have to pay such a huge price. Even he could be doomed!

Could it be that he was really able to win Wang Lingfeng?

This thought, once it appeared, squeezed his mind out of control, making his body chill.

No, it can't be! Wang Lingfeng is the young city lord of the Holy City! Under this Holy City, no one can, and no one dares to win against him!

"Mo Liang, you can't win against Wang Lingfeng!I will definitely send your head to the Holy City!" Yan Jin coldly threatened with his gloomy eyes and voice, but his people retreated backwards and retreated out of the cave.

Eight people besieged it, five people were lost, and even the warriors who entered the five grades of ink were killed by Mo Liang, and he knew that they had completely failed. To Mo Liang, they are too underestimated!

Along with him, there were two warriors who had entered the four grades of ink, his courage had been broken, and he looked at Mo Liang as if he had seen a fierce god. Soon, the small retreat turned into a wild run, frantically trying to escape.

Yan Jin was faster than them, and turned around after them, but he overtook them in an instant and rushed out of the cave with a whoosh. for fear that Mo Liang would chase him out.

And Mo Liang watched the three of them escape one after another, without moving. His eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Mo Liang sat down on the ground with a pop. Cold sweat, as he relaxed his mind, covered his forehead in an instant. A feeling of weakness and weakness made him almost snort.

His appearance is not as easy as it seems.

"This indulgence trick! It's really terrible~"

Gritting his teeth, he roared fiercely, loving and hating this fragment of the exercises.

Loving it can make one's strength double in an instant, which is simply domineering, but hating it is like a double-edged sword, hurting others before hurting oneself. With such weakness, if Yan Jin turned back, he could even kill him with a move of his arm without even needing the strength of the five grades of ink.

Looking at the mess on all sides, he let out a long sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the critical time, the demon yuan with the five grades of bear essence into ink, helped him advance, and killed three people in a row with a thunderous momentum, how could he be shocked by Yan Jin, the number one master in Bei Village?

As he advanced to the Five Grades of Ink, the load on his body became even greater.

Especially when he was entangled with the bear spirit just now, he had frequently manipulated the indulgence trick. The five grades of ink broke out again, making him just recover seven or eight points of the meridians in his body, and immediately withered again.

"Back in the village, I will definitely enter the underground palace again to find the complete indulgence secret!"

There was a hint of resoluteness in his weak eyes. Perhaps, with a complete indulgence, there will no longer be such a huge hidden danger.

......

Three ditches.

In less than a moment, Yan Jin and the three of them had already fled here. When they went, eight of them joined forces to capture one person, but when they returned, they lost five of them and fled in a hurry. This bitterness silences them.

"What do we do now?" asked the warrior of the four grades of ink, confused and frightened. They all looked at Yan Jin.

Yan Jin closed his eyes and pondered, his slightly clenched fists showed his unwillingness, "Let's go back!"

"Go back!" the two warriors suddenly exclaimed, shaking their heads again and again. "That Mo Liang's strength is like a humanoid demon beast, and if you go back, you will be sent to death!"

"No, let's go back to North Village. ”

"Kitamura?" the two were stunned, "But we ......"

Yes, how could they go back to Beicun? Before they came, they were already thinking about killing Mo Liang, how to go to the Holy City to invite merit and be happy! How could they return to Beicun?

"Let's go back! If we don't do anything, we will take the old man Shi Jun and force Mo Liang to submit! This is our last chance......