"Oh, what's going on?" Liao Tian said disdainfully, how could the weak mortal body be compared to him? waved his hand and threw Linglong out, Linglong fell to the ground and gasped for breath, "Oh yes, when did I say you could rest?" "Smack!" "Ahh "You look so beautiful when you cry!" Liao Tian said in a low voice, "I like it very much, so you can continue to cry for me." The sword qi in his hand continued, constantly leaving blood marks on Linglong's back. "You brute!" Mo Zhong, who was blood-red in his eyes, rushed over, reached out and grabbed Liao Tian's collar, and slammed his fist on the bridge of Liao Tian's nose, hitting Liao Tian's nose wantonly. "Oops, I'm hurt. Not caring about the blood on his face, Liao Tian fell straight down in the direction of Mo Zhong's force, lying on the ground and laughing wildly. "Hahaha, that's all you can do? This won't save your fiancée. "Less nonsense!" Mo Zhong rode on Liao Tian's body, a pair of fists like raindrops, quickly falling on Liao Tian's face, Liao Tian did not dodge or dodge, let Mo Zhong beat, just looked at Linglong who was curled up on the ground. "Look at what! You don't deserve to look at him!" "I don't deserve it!"

"I'm not worthy?!" Repeating, Liao Tian seemed to be stimulated by something, bent down and sat up, raised his hand to grab Mo Zhong and approached. "You say I'm not worthy, so where are you worthy?" waved his hand and broke the young man's arm, and there was a cracking sound of broken bones, and Mo Zhong gritted his teeth and didn't say anything. "No strength, no talent, nothing, where are you worthy of Linglong?" As if to find out, Liao Tian stood up and slapped two big slaps, "Don't you have this mouth, can you say it? You can tell me, where are you worthy of her! Who am I? I am the son of the dignified Lord of the Heavenly Oracle Island, the future Lord of the Heavenly Oracle Island, I could have been married in a group and at ease, for her, I am willing to travel thousands of miles to the Jade Void Palace to study, I have this perseverance, do you have it?" Throwing the ink weight out, Liao Tian slowly walked to Linglong's side, picked her up, looked at her misty eyes, and sighed: "You are still as beautiful as when you were a child, let this beauty be preserved forever." Raising his hand, the ice-blue long sword flew into Liao Tian's hand, "This sword is called Lan Long, it was taken according to your name, this is the first time it has been stained with blood, goodbye, my past." "No!" Mo shouted, rushing forward desperately.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound, and a sacrificial plaque smashed on the sword, and the sword exploded into ice slag on the ground. "I seem to have seen this sacrificial plaque somewhere?" it seems to, ahhh Protecting Mo Chong's body, the sword qi hit it and made a banging sound, but it couldn't penetrate the thin layer of white light. "Damn! Do you want to give up all your efforts? I'm not reconciled, I'm unwilling!" As soon as he turned around, seeing Linglong shrinking to the side, Liao Tian raised his hand and sucked Linglong with a frightened face, and grabbed his neck, "If you can't kill this little rabbit cub, I'll kill your wife, if you don't make me feel good, I will also make you miserable!" "Hmm!" Linglong struggled, painfully wanting to take another breath, and her face gradually turned pale. "Stop!" Liao Tian felt a pain in his hand, and a big fan hit him on the wrist, saving the girl who was about to suffocate.

"Who the hell are you?" asked softly, Mo Zhong raised his foot and stepped on it, shooting out like a cannonball, punching Liao Tian in the face, and his whole face was sunken. Picking up the big fan on the ground, Mo Zhong shook the fan, fanned himself, and said to Liao Tian who fell to the ground, "Don't pretend, I know you're not dead, you're not Liao Tian, who are you?" "Who am I?" hahaha, you're in my stomach." The sunken face let out a dull laugh. "I see, a weird beast?" Mo Zhong put away the fan and pointed directly at Liao Tian, "No matter what you are, if you dare to touch Linglong, you will die!" Picking up Linglong, Mo Chong's eyes closed, he roared angrily, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already that dark place. Looking at the little fox in his hand, Mo Zhong sneered for a while, this guy is really exquisite, it feels so good to the touch, fluffy, I am really reluctant to let go. "Squeak!" The fox in his arms obviously woke up, opened his eyes, and suddenly two blush appeared on the fox's face, and with a bang, the fox in his hand disappeared and turned into a white bird, pecking at Mozhong's palm, and the bird jumped up and down to Mozhong's shoulder and ignored him. "Hey, wife, change back, the fox feels so good, it's fluffy. "Squeak!" Suddenly the little bird exploded, and its sharp beak pecked at the ink like raindrops, "Okay, okay, if it doesn't change, it won't change, what's there to be angry about." The angry bird pecked him a few more times. "Let's go, let's go out. "As soon as you kick your legs, you have to rush out. "Squeak!" the bird screamed in pain, completely unmoving, "What's the matter?" Mozhong looked at the bird in pain, "You wait, I'll go find him." After saying that, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in that world again.

"You're here. "Lazy voice. Mo Zhong looked around, this was a round ring, there was already one waiting for him on it, looked around, and suddenly saw a woman tied to a copper pillar, and looked closely at who Linglong was?, "What did you do to her?" "Don't worry!" The man said, "This is her soul, and it's a bet, if you win, her soul will be yours, if you lose, I can't stop you from leaving, but I can kill her soul, burn it little by little with thunder fire, hiss! "You dare?" roared, someone dared to touch his bottom line, and without saying much, the big fan in his hand slammed it over and slapped it directly on the man's head. "Oh, sneak attack isn't a good boy!" smacking his lips, the man touched his deformed head, "It's really ruthless." "What the hell are you, it's not going to kill you. Squinting his eyes, Mo Zhong carefully looked at the man standing there, and after a closer look, he couldn't help but be shocked, he seemed to have countless faces, almost a second to change a face, there were various expressions on his face, not only human, but even some alien races. "Oops, you found pulling. A few smiling faces were revealed, and the ink weight was creepy. "No kidding, let's fight!" raised his hand, and a raging fire lit up all around. "I've been waiting for a long time. As soon as he stepped on the ground, Mo Zhong raised his fan and pounced.

The man pulled out a sword and slashed it on the fan, brilliant sparks flew, and the huge force split the fan downward, and the ink heavy hand loosened, raised his foot and kicked, kicking the fan to the man's stomach, and he raised his hand into a claw and grabbed the man's wrist fiercely. The man pulled a sword flower, and a sword qi rippled, * Mo Zhong retracted his hand, and he didn't dare to use his body to try the sharpness of the sword. "Oh, it's a pity, I could have taken one of your hands off. The man seemed to be at ease, and the air conditioner smiled heavily, but he didn't answer, picked up the fan that had been cut off, and opened it with a brush, and the sharp edges shone with a metallic luster. The fan was horizontal, the ink took a stride and rotated, the fan slashed towards the man, the man raised his sword to block, how did he know that the ink weight changed halfway moves, with the foot as the fulcrum, and another rotation, and the whip leg was pumped up, the man's sword was too late to change his move in the air, and the ink weight felt as if he had kicked a rag bag, and directly kicked the man out, hit the ground, and ploughed out a deep trace. "Poof! Spit out a mouthful of blood, the man laughed wildly and raised his sword to stab at Mo, his body as if dancing a phantom in the ring. "Good coming!" Mo Zhong did not dodge or dodge, raised the fan and took a blocking pose.

"Peng!" The man was directly slapped out, as if hitting a wall, and when he looked closely, a huge phantom appeared behind Mo Zhong. "Tut-tut, I'm really getting more and more surprised, as a human being, you can actually use the brute art of brute beasts, you are really mysterious. Quietly hiding the bleeding palm behind him, Mo Da smiled and said: "I'm afraid, if I'm afraid, I'll let Linglong go, and the master may be able to spare your dog's life." "Hah!" As if hearing something interesting, the man actually laughed, "Do you think that's what I can do? Brute arts, Void Realm!" "Brute arts, Skyclave!" Two rays of light burst out, the man seemed to turn into a ball of fire, and the surrounding space turned black, and with one step, the man disappeared in an instant, leaving only a phantom in place. "So fast!" Mo was startled, and the next second his body flew out, and the man didn't know when he was already standing where he was standing before. "Oh no!" "You're too slow. There was only an echo in his ears, and the ink weight flew out again. "It's so fast, I can't catch the trajectory at all. "Mo Chong's pupils shrank, what should I do?" "Now is not the time to be distracted!" A palm slapped on his left shoulder, Mo Zhong turned himself a little, and a long sword was narrowly avoided by him. "Oh, what a pity. ”

"What to do, what to do?" Mo Zhong stood quietly in place, in this case, he would die faster. "Hahaha, woo woo," "What sound?" Mo Chong's ears moved, and a subtle sound was caught by Mo Chong, "It seems that there are many sounds, is it from him? No, he won't make such a mistake." Yes, it's those faces!" "It's close, it's close, it's now!" Mo Zhong raised the fan and patted it, the long sword in the middle, one slapped the long sword away, and the other hand grabbed it by feeling, as if he had touched something, Mo Zhong didn't care what he touched, he grabbed it tightly, the other lost the fan, slapped it hard, opened his eyes, and saw that the man was grabbed by the collar, and Mo Chong's slap slapped directly on the man's face, knocking out a few teeth. "Damn!" the man scolded, and slashed at Mozhong's arm, "I'm going to kill you." "You won't have a chance!" Mo Chong's body was shocked, and the shadow of the giant was scattered, and he ate the man's long sword and slashed, and suddenly the blood splashed on his arm, enduring the pain, Mo Zhong raised his fist and punched the man to the ground, riding on him and opening the bow left and right, and his big mouth twitched hard, "You!" "What are you!" gave a head mallet, and Mo Zhong raised his fist to hit, "This punch is for my mother, this punch is for grandpa, this punch is ......" One punch at the other, Mo Zhong seemed to be crazy, and smashed down hard, as if a perpetual motion machine would never stop. "Chong'er, Chong'er is me. Mo Chong's head trembled, and when he looked down, wasn't it his mother who was riding on his body?

"Mother?" Mo Zhong was in a trance for a while, and sat down on the ground weakly. "Chong'er, you are so unbehaved, you dare to beat your mother!Has your mother raised you for nothing all these years?" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Mo Zhong knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands and sobbing. "Go and bring that fan, my mother will punish you severely. "Yes. Mo Zhong slowly walked towards the fan, bent down to pick it up, and slowly handed it to his mother's hand, the mother's eyes lit up, and she was about to take it. Blood splattered, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, "You won." The fluttering voice came, Mo Zhong sat on the ground, looked at his hands, was silent for a long time, and at the end, he picked up Linglong, closed his eyes, and left this world.

Outside the dark world, Mo Zhong was fortunate to see the man's body, it was a huge beast, like a pocket with a huge mouth on the body, a little fluorescence came out of it, thinking that it was the door that linked the first level, it turned out that as soon as they came out, they were in the mouth of the beast, and the huge mouth they thought they dreamed of was actually real, with Linglong, Mo Zhong went into the distance, in this gray world, he had to look for someone else. "Congratulations to Brother Mo for getting out of the illusion. In the distance, the crowd gathered on a hill, and the guard of the gate gave him a hand to let him in. "Illusion?" Mozhong muttered, it was really real.