Not far from where Mo Wuxian and the others were hiding, they saw a group of warriors dressed in the same costumes walking slowly towards the depths of the Dragon Wilderness, and the clothes of these warriors were embroidered with the word 'Jiang'.

"Haha, these chicks are really good-looking. Yin laughed, "It's a pity that we can only give them to the Ghost Saint Emissary." ”

"Shut your foul mouths. And when he heard the laughter of some martial artists, the middle-aged martial artist who was leading in front snorted coldly, "The Ghost Saint Messenger is almost here, and if you say anything more, you will be shut up forever." ”

"Got it, master. "Hearing the scolding of middle-aged martial artists, these martial artists are all weak Dao. And when they heard the 'Ghost Holy Messenger' in the mouth of their family master, their eyes showed a deep sense of fear.

I saw that among these warriors, a group of beautiful female warriors who were less than ten years old were untidy, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of despair. And in this group of female warriors, their strength is actually above the Xuan-level high-grade.

"These brutes, as well as the ghost holy messenger they said they were talking about, must be all in a group. Looking at the group of poor female warriors, Lei Jiayuan, who was hiding behind, said angrily. The angry An dark thunder on his body was already slightly flooded, and he was ready to go out to save people.

"What are you doing?" grabbed Lei Jiayuan, Mo Wuxian said, "The ghost saint envoy they said must be nearby, and its strength must be similar to that of the Yin saint envoy, and we will be sent to death if we go out now." ”

"What should I do then?" After listening to Mo Wuxie's words, Lei Jiayuan also knew that at this moment, they were looking at the fact that they were not capable of dealing with a martial artist with four veins of the earth level, "Are you just watching those female martial artists being poisoned?"

"Let's take a look at the situation first. "Mo Wuxian Dao," they must be waiting for the ghost saint envoy to come, although my sea of consciousness has not fully recovered, but it is still more than enough to blindly live in a martial artist with four veins of the earth level. "There is no evil way.

"Little sister, it's right, at this moment, we can only wait and see what happens. "The Thunder Emperor on the side is also the way. If it was just the martial artist in front of them, they would be able to kill it in a matter of minutes, but with the addition of a martial artist of the four veins of the earth level who didn't know when it would come, their situation would be very dangerous

In this way, Mo Wuxian and the others have been following behind this group of warriors, quietly advancing. And after walking less than a mile, this group of warriors stopped under a huge tree, waiting for the 'ghost saint messenger' in their mouths.

"Boy, be careful. In the dantian, the voice of the sword master remembered, "The strength of the person who came is still a little stronger than that Yin Saint Envoy, and it is already the realm of the middle stage of the four veins of the earth level. ”

"Is it the middle stage of the four veins of the earth level?" Mo Wuxian muttered in his heart, a thick solemn color flashing in his eyes. If it was a martial artist in the early stage of the four veins of the earth level, they might still be able to fight if his soul power was hit hard again. However, the martial artists in the middle of the four veins of the earth level were beyond the scope of their abilities.

"Quack, quack!. The next moment, with a disgusting laughter, a black fog had appeared in the sky above the group of warriors, and immediately, a black figure also walked out of the black fog. Like the Yin Holy Emissary, his whole body was wrapped in black clothes, and he could only see a pair of vicious eyes.

"See the Ghost Saint Emissary. Seeing the appearance of this black figure, the group of warriors all knelt on the ground respectfully and said loudly. And the fear in their eyes is even stronger.

However, this ghost saint envoy didn't pay attention to this group of martial artists at all, his right hand stretched out, and a black battle aura instantly condensed into a big hand and grabbed towards the group of female martial artists.

Before everyone could react, a female warrior had already been caught in front of the ghost holy messenger. The next moment, in the numb and frightened eyes of the warrior, a skull condensed directly on the face of the Ghost Saint Messenger.

The next moment, I saw that the female warrior's body was changing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in less than a moment, the female warrior was a dried corpse in the city.

Casually the corpse was thrown on the ground, and the eyes of the ghost saint envoy were on the group of warriors. And looking at the dried corpses of your warriors on the ground, feeling the gaze of the ghost saint envoy, these warriors were almost so frightened that they didn't pee their pants.

And the female warriors who were captured looked at the dried corpse, but the numbness and fear in their eyes increased again, and they didn't have any expression. Perhaps in their hearts, there is no hope for a glimmer of hope.

"Damn, the old lady is going to kill these brutes. Seeing this scene, Lei Jiayuan shouted loudly, Mo Wuxian and the Thunder Emperor didn't pay attention, even if they turned into thunder and headed towards the Ghost Saint Messenger.

"Brother Lei, I'll lure this ghost holy messenger away, and you and your junior sister will save those female warriors. Seeing Lei Jiayuan's figure rushing out, Mo Wuxian said eagerly, and his body was also heading towards the Ghost Saint Messenger.

"Innocent, I'll go, after the incarnation of thunder, it's not easy for him to hurt me. The Thunder Emperor said.

"Brother Lei, don't shirk it, although you can turn into thunder, but at this moment, the gap between our strength and this ghost saint envoy is too big. "Mo Wu Evil Dao," for the weight-bearing vest on his body, even if he is a strong person of the heavenly rank, he will not want to destroy it. Besides, I have soul power, and I can hide at any time. ”

A blue light flashed, and the fire blue had already come out of Mo Wuxie's shoulder again. "Fire Blue, protect Jing'er. With an order, Mo Wuxian had already caught up with Lei Jiayuan with a few arrows.

"Remember, I'm here to lure away the Ghost Saint Emissary, and after you and Brother Lei save them, we'll be outside the Xuanye City. Mo Wuxian said again, his figure flashed rapidly, and the Proud Wind War Sword also appeared in his hand.

"Gah, Gah! was discovered by a few boys. Seeing Mo Wuxian and a few people rushing over, the Ghost Saint Envoy smiled and smiled. There was no sign of concern. Because of the strength of Mo Wuxie's several people, he could see it at a glance, and the strongest was only the second vein of the ground level.

"Old ghost, die. The golden battle qi rolled, Mo Wuxie's feet slidied, his body was also volleyed, and the Proud Wind Battle Sword was also raised high, and a golden blade instantly slashed towards the Ghost Saint Messenger.

"Earth Forbidden Absolute Slash!" Without any hesitation, Mo Wuxian's blow was the strongest killing move.

"Huh?" Looking at the war knife in Mo Wuxie's hand, the Ghost Saint Envoy also exclaimed, "It's actually a spirit soldier." Immediately, the sleeve robe of the Ghost Saint Messenger waved, and a skull skull went directly towards the golden blade.

However, the Ghost Saint Messenger's skeleton that could torture and kill any Xuan-rank Nine Rank was instantly defeated by Mo Wuxie's 'Earth Forbidden Absolute Slash'. and was cut down by the Ghost Saint Messenger.

Seeing this scene, the vicious gaze of the ghost saint envoy was also shocked. But then, the shock in his eyes was replaced by greed, "It's actually a blue-level spirit soldier, no wonder it would let a Xuan-rank nine-rank kid exert such strength." ”

Immediately, the Ghost Saint Envoy struck again, and it was the golden blade that shattered Mo Wuxie.

"Haha, old ghost, if you want the spirit soldier in the master's hand, come and chase the master. Mo Wuxian laughed, and his figure was also ready to retreat.

Hearing Mo Wuxie's words, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Ghost Saint Envoy. Immediately, he glanced at Lei Renhuang and Lei Jiayuan again, and after determining the strength of the two, he looked at Mo Wuxian again.

At this moment, the Ghost Saint Envoy also knew that Mo Wuxian was luring him away, so that the Thunder Emperor and a few people could save these female warriors.

"Gah, Gah! I didn't expect that my ghost saint would be underestimated by a few boys today. The next moment, the Ghost Saint Envoy laughed and said to the group of warriors who were still kneeling, "These boys who don't know the height of the sky will be handed over to you." ”

As he spoke, the figure of the Ghost Saint Envoy was once again wrapped in a thick black battle aura, and a pair of huge black wings also spread out in the black battle aura, and a black shadow crossed in mid-air, directly towards Mo Wuxie.

Boom, boom, the battle qi above his body surged, and Mo Wuxie's momentum was also raised to the peak state. It can be seen that on Mo Wuxie's back, a pair of golden wings faintly appeared.

At this moment, Mo Wuxie's speed was also increased to the limit, like a gale, fleeting, it was heading out towards the depths of the Dragon Desolate Mountain Range, and behind it, the black battle qi wrapped in the Ghost Saint Envoy also followed closely.

Boom, the speed of the Ground Rank Four Vein Martial Artist was so fast, in less than a moment, the distance between the Ghost Saint Envoy and Mo Wuxian was much closer. As the ghost saint envoy's ghost cry sounded again, a black and fierce palm wind swept a black skeleton, which was aimed at Mo Wuxie's junior.

The soul power was released, and Mo Wuxian was able to know everything around him even if he didn't need to use his eyes. After feeling the powerful attack of the Ghost Saint Emissary, Mo Wuxie's body turned around in an instant, and the thoughts of the Snow Desolation in his body were also filled with every drop of blood in an instant.

With that, a wolf howl sounded, and the Proud Wind Battle Sword in Mo Wuxie's hand was raised high again, and a golden blade slammed towards the fierce palm wind of the Ghost Saint Messenger.

The sound of the explosion sounded in the next moment, and Mo Wuxie's golden blade only lasted for a moment, and it was shattered by the fierce palm wind of the ghost saint envoy. Immediately after, the mighty black palm had already slapped heavily on Mo Wuxie's chest.

The next moment, Mo Wuxie's body was slammed away, rolling on the ground. However, in the next moment, Mo Wuxian continued to walk towards the depths of the Dragon Desolate Mountain Range. Because under the shock of the Ghost Saint Messenger's palm, the distance between Mo Wuxian and the Ghost Saint Envoy was a little bit again.

"Snow Desolate Wolf King Body!" the Ghost Saint Envoy said gloomily, "Could it be that the people of the Night Snow Sword Sect have already noticed this?"

At the next moment, the Ghost Saint Envoy did not hesitate, and the unintentional killing intent in his eyes burst out, ready to kill Mo Wuxie.

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