"It seems that you have really found a good master?" The courtyard door opened again, and Mo Fei walked out as gently as if nothing happened.

The priest clearly knew that the man in front of him, even if he hadn't improved a little bit for more than ten years, was also a level 6 creator.

At this level, it has become difficult to deal with, and he has not consumed a little bit in the previous battle, and he has already suffered many injuries on his body.

The real battle between the strong is often in a moment, unless the combat strength of the two sides is equal, it will evolve into a long battle. In the face of absolute power, a little cleverness can't make up for the gap in strength at all.

He watched Mo Fei's every movement cautiously and vigilantly, he himself was also the owner of the Wind surname, and his understanding of the Wind surname was definitely no less than that of others.

If the fire surname is the outbreak, then the biggest advantage of the wind surname is speed, absolute speed. The sacrificial priest knew that even one hesitation could be killed by the other party.

What's more, he is not alone now, he still has to protect Mo Xiaoxiang.

The sacrificial man stared at Mo Fei deadly, and waved his right hand twice towards Mo Xiaoxiang, signaling him to hide behind him, so that if the other party attacked Mo Xiaoxiang, he could stop it in time.

Mo Xiaoxiang walked towards the sacrificial priest step by step, at this moment Mo Fei moved, he slowly raised his right hand, the sacrificial priest knew that if the opponent's casting weapon was in the right hand, then he still had a certain chance of winning, because the creator of the refining system is generally in close combat, and the sacrificial priest has some confidence in close combat.

But if the other party is a control system with extremely strong long-range ability, then the result is really hard to say.

When he made a move, the nerves of the sacrifice were tense like rubber bands, and the toes of his right foot moved left and right, and the front half of his foot was inserted into the dirt, which was to prepare for the first time to be able to move faster.

However, the other party did not seem to raise his right hand to attack, he rubbed his nose, and he laughed instead when he saw the priest so nervous.

"Yes, a great young man! You know? When I was about the same age as you, I had the same great talent and talent as you, and my father told me that I was the hope of the family, and that everything in the family needed me to continue. It's a joke, though, a big joke. He said as he walked towards the sacrifice step by step.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I really want to know what benefits you can get from kidnapping Xiaoxiang's father? It can be seen that the Mo family is the same as the Earth Emperor in this earth city. Although his words felt very relaxed, his state was ready for the next second of battle.

In fact, just like the sacrifice said, in Tucheng under the Red Sea Desert, there is no one to go back to invade, and there is no need to worry about starving to death when the surroundings are suddenly fertile, and the people are simple, let alone worry about anyone taking the throne of the city lord of the Mo family.

"You're right, life in Tucheng can be said to be carefree, but my father has passed on the family business to a big brother who has no ability!" he shook his head and laughed twice, the original sense of elegance was gone, and a violent aura of righteousness and evil erupted from his body.

"Xiaoxiang, I'll hold him back for a while, and after you go in and save people, go and join Wushuang, do you understand?" Mo Xiaoxiang nodded, he knew that staying here would only become a burden.

"Sacrifice, I think you are a good talent, I will give you another chance, as long as you follow me, I will spare your life. "Mo Fei is also a person who loves talents, so he will communicate with the priest like this, otherwise he wouldn't need to say so much to him.

"This is the second time I've heard this today, and the last person to say it is already one step ahead of you!" the sacrificial priest looked helpless, he didn't even expect himself to be so delicious and laughed at himself.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" Mofei really moved this time.

The so-called solid as a rock, like a wind, like a thunderstorm.

The sacrificial priest knew that Mo Fei was not as easy to deal with as the miscellaneous fish he had encountered before, and it could be seen from his actions alone that he was not a person who wanted to win over him with small means.

The sacrificial priest reacted immediately, he knew where his strengths were, so he didn't keep a distance from Mofei to observe, but rushed forward as soon as possible.

His right foot used the reaction force of the ground to make his impact speed reach the highest peak, this was a battle that belonged to the creator, and he did not use the mental method in the Xuantian Sword Technique to increase his speed.

Because from the moment he walked into that space-time prison, he had made up his mind to become a creator, a true creator.

The Holy Flame armor on his left hand had already appeared on his arm for the first time, and on the arm armor with extremely irritable energy, the energy like electricity kept gathering in the sacrificial left hand.

In the blink of an eye, a golden energy ball like a fist-sized crystal had already traveled, and on this energy ball, you could clearly feel the ultra-high heat that instantly turned people into ashes.

When you encounter an enemy whose strength exceeds your own, you are simply consuming your own strength in vain.

Therefore, the sacrificial corpse took out all his strength at the first time, and this golden energy ball was exactly a means of attack that he created in the space-time prison.

The energy of the creator already exists in all things, and the sacrificial move is to forcibly compress these invisible energies through the special surname of the Holy Flame Gauntlet, but the seemingly simple trick has failed thousands of times in the hands of the sacrificial corpse.

The so-called hundred refining into steel, what the sacrifice does is a process of creation, which is also what Nothingness has never taught him.

The disadvantage of fusing castes is that they can't use the Primogem skill, but this caste has any other special surname that can't be compared to the caste, and that is creation.

Some people may not be able to create one in a lifetime, while others can create ten or even hundreds, no one can say.

There is no fixed surname for the number of skills, and there is a destructive surname and a special surname that surpasses everything else but the genus, which is the most terrifying part of the fusion caste.

Mo Fei seemed to have guessed that the sacrificial corpse would rush towards him, and he casually twitched a handful of yellowish light from his waist, which was a special kind of soft firmness. The sword is only a meter long, the body is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the entire sword is forged from adamantite ore, which increases its lightness without losing its tenacity.

And this earthy yellow glimmer is a proof of the energy of the earth caste.

For this sword, you don't need to look like it at all to judge that it is a forged weapon with a native surname, as for what the level is, whether it has special strength, I'm afraid it's hard to know if you don't hold it in your hand and observe it carefully.

Seeing that the other party did not use the Awakening Weapon at the first time, it means that he does not have the intention of exerting all his strength in this battle at all, or that he does not use all his strength at all, which is undoubtedly an insult to him.

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