From time to time, the entrance of the vegetable market shakes the mountains, and the nearby buildings become dense.

Every few days, a group of weak crown monks entered the vegetable market, and basically returned safely, but they were inevitably seriously injured.

In the eyes of the monks, the threat of the human-bear beast was not great, but the true body of the inner beast could not be found from beginning to end.

For Angang, the stalemate is not a good thing.

The delay at the entrance of the vegetable market is too long, and if the beast disaster cannot be solved as soon as possible, it will inevitably affect Tian Changwen's layout.

After An Gang summarized the collected information, he planned to go to the entrance of the vegetable market in person, but if he couldn't do it, he forcibly forced out the monster.

There were three monks in the group, and the rest were to be on guard on the perimeter.

It can be seen that Tian Changwen did not deploy in the Caishikou in a centralized manner, and there was only one An Gang in the fake Dan period, and there were not even many weak crowns in the later stage.

Xu Hu, the steward of the Miscellaneous Hall, is only weak and successful, and is mainly responsible for the vigilance of the periphery.

Tian Changwen put all the living forces in the slaughterhouse, and it is said that the inner door beasts there are even more tricky, and even need the Qingfang Taoist to sit in order to ensure that they will not get out of control.

The puppet cultivator's side still reacted mediocrely, only some innocuous small frictions, as if they were unaware of Tian Changwen's arrangement.

Ten days have passed since the calligraphy and painting hall came to the entrance of the vegetable market, during which An Gang suspended the exploration of the beast disaster and devoted all his energy to improving the outer defense line.

After all, once the seat of the fake Dan period monk is lost, the outside of the vegetable market will become a weak point.

"The storm is coming......"

An Gang couldn't help sighing, he stood at the top of the eaves of the yamen, playing with a white bone-shaped magic weapon in his palm, refining the magic weapon, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

"Li Mo, this kid, the medium-grade magic weapons he has refined are becoming more and more evil."

An Gang looked down at the white bone artifact, which was obviously the shape of a skull, and there were a large number of jerky inscriptions engraved on the surface.

It is hard to imagine that the white bone magic weapon is actually made of the skull of the weak crown stage.

An Gang didn't have any corpses at hand, so he could only contact the Qingfang Daoist, and finally the main materials were sent to the vegetable market by the fire workshop.

He is a little critical of the secret bones of the Shingon Sect, but he is full of spirituality when he uses it, and when his mind moves, he can protect the vital points around him.

The dense bones of the Mantra Sect of the Three Refinements are more than enough at the entrance of the vegetable market.

An Gang repeatedly confirmed that there was no omission in the layout of the Caishikou, and a layer of hazy magic circle had already shrouded thousands of meters, even if there was a false Dan period puppet cultivation attack, he could hold on until reinforcements.

He immediately took out the spirit card and contacted the three monks who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the inner gate beast.

"Go."

The dense bones of the Shingon Sect turned into half a meter in size, and An Gang stepped on the skull, and in the blink of an eye, he fell to the open space outside the entrance of the vegetable market.

He waited for a moment, and the monks who came to assist him came one after another.

After Qingming Daozi said hello, he lowered his head and stopped talking, and he could see that a second face had grown on the back of her head, and she looked at the entrance of the vegetable market with strange eyes.

She is only the cultivation of the early stage of the weak crown, but because of the relationship between the innate Dao body, her strength is not weaker than that of the middle stage of the ordinary weak crown.

The lion-headed strong man arrived half a step slower than Qingming Daozi.

His name is Qiao Wu, and he belongs to the prison hall of the Yamen, and is specially responsible for interrogating prisoners.

Qiao Wu looked around and asked impatiently, "An Zhutou, there should be one more person, why hasn't it arrived yet?" ”

His head swelled a few times as he spoke, dense green tendons burst out on his forehead, and his eyes were even more congested and bulging.

Qiao Wu was more short-tempered due to the limitations of his exercises.

An Gang smiled, his expression became a smile, Qiao Wu couldn't help frowning, and then An Gang stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.

Qiao Wu turned his head to look.

I saw that the comer was supported by eight arms, and there was a dense bone of the Shingon Sect suspended behind his head.

"Uh......"

Qiao Wu immediately restrained his expression and stepped forward with a smile.

"It turned out to be Li Mo and Li Daoyou, I have been looking up for a long time, and I am still thinking about which one will enter the vegetable market with us......"

Li Mo nodded, and such a cold response did not make Qiao Wusheng angry at all, but lowered his attitude.

Everyone knows that the most unoffending person in the beast cultivation is Li Mo.

Now that the beast disaster is getting worse, injuries are commonplace, and Li Mo's medical skills are extremely outstanding, so it is inevitable to ask him.

At the same time, Li Mo's refining skills are also impressive.

Qiao Wu's participation in the beast disaster was largely due to the relationship between the dense bones of the Shingon Sect, and there were more than ten weak crown stages of competition with him.

If you can obtain the medium-grade defensive magic weapon refined by Li Mo, the certainty of surviving in the next beast disaster will definitely increase a lot.

And Li Mo, as a recognized knot seed, is already the spire of the tower in the same realm.

"Li Daoyou, if you encounter trouble at the entrance of the vegetable market, just look for me Lao Qiao."

Qiao Wu patted his chest and assured, and at the same time released the secret bones of the Shingon Sect, praising the infinite use of the Zhongpin magic weapon.

In Li Mo's opinion, the upper limit of the hastily refined Shingon Sect Secret Bone was only ten refinements, but it was very rare for a weak crown stage cultivator.

Qingming Michiko nodded in agreement.

She has a good personal relationship with Li Mo, and the quality of the secret bones of the Shingon Sect is better, and she used the second-refining low-grade magic weapon before.

"Alright, let's go."

An Gang interrupted everyone's conversation, and the beast disaster at the entrance of the vegetable market could no longer be delayed.

"You should all know the situation at Caishikou, don't act rashly, wait for the executioner to carry out the execution."

An Gang didn't wait for the three of them to reply, and stepped straight into the vegetable market.

Li Mo followed, followed by Qingming Daozi and Qiao Wu.

As the four of them left, the entrance to the market became more guarded, and the monks did not dare to relax in the slightest, and no one knew how long it would take to deal with the beast disaster.

Li Mo stepped through the door of the vegetable market, and a fishy spiritual power rushed to his face.

The rotten blood aura is biased towards the water genus, but the environment in which it was born is filled with a large amount of flesh and blood, which is usually left in the ruins of ancient battlefields.

Li Mo spun around for a while.

He wasn't surprised, he just exerted his leakless body to the extreme, trying to restrain his breath, and then it was pitch black in front of him.

The sound of falling water sounded, mixed with heavy and suppressed breathing.

When Li Mo opened his eyes, he was already in a dim and damp cell, with only a little light coming in through the narrow window.

He looked around, there was a passage beyond the iron railing, and there were at least a dozen cells on either side, and he couldn't see the figures being held inside.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Mo's mouth, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"If I don't kill you, it's really hard to sit still, multi-eyed real person."

If nothing else, An Gang and the others are in other cells, and that multi-eyed real person is most likely hiding here.

Although Caishikou is a place to sell daily necessities, there is a special cell because of the relationship between the execution of mortals every month.

It is called "Please Room".

Knock knock knock......

The sound of footsteps came, and Li Mo shrank back into the corner of the invitation room when he saw this.

A moment later, a deformed beast that was half human, half bear walked up to Li Mo's cell and leaned over to stare at him with a cloudy gaze.

The beast didn't speak, but a voice sounded in Li Mo's ears.

"Fifteen days later, the execution will be carried out at three o'clock."

According to the feedback of the monks at Caishikou, there are a total of 42 jailer beasts in the room, all of which have been corrupted by ordinary people.

They had slain the Jailer Beast, but they couldn't lure out the Man-Bear Beast behind the scenes.

Li Mo ignored the jailer, the beast, who repeated it a few times before disappearing again at the end of the aisle with heavy steps.

The reason why it is said that the entrance to the vegetable market is relatively safe is because before the execution, the monks will not encounter any accidents, and the strange beasts inside are constantly repeated according to specific rules.

As long as Li Mo did not destroy the cell, he would not attract the attention of the jailer in the fifteen days before the execution.

When the day of execution comes, the market is a little dangerous.

However, as long as the jailer's decapitated sword was blocked, he could leave the entrance of the vegetable market smoothly, which is also the reason why the monks suffered fewer casualties.

Li Mo summoned the ghost tiger, sprinkled the bone powder of the multi-eyed real person in the tiger's mouth, asked it to find the multi-eyed real person, and then closed his eyes and meditated openly.

The finch yin in the Dao species was already covered with fine cracks, but it was still far from subduing, let alone being promoted to the middle stage of the weak crown.

Li Mo ran the cycle several times a week, and there was no difference after most of the hours.

The room was silent, save for the sound of the jailer's beastly walk.

Li Mo no longer hesitated, and took out a bottle of amber-like grease from the evergreen tree, which was the corpse oil wax that could only be exchanged for five thousand contribution points.

The wonder of corpse oil wax needs no need to be said.

As soon as you enter your mouth, it turns into a liquid and rushes down your throat towards your stomach.

The stomach wall will sizzle as soon as it comes into contact with the corpse oil wax, and if it is not swallowed by a roe deer owl, the stomach and intestines will inevitably be corroded into a pit.

At the same time, the bones were stained with the strange smell of corpse oil wax, which could not be eliminated no matter how much spiritual power washed it, and he suspected that this was the reason why corpse oil wax could only be taken once in five years.

Li Mo settled down and guided the corpse oil wax towards the middle dantian.

The spiritual power became thin under the terrifying corrosion of the corpse oil wax, and a third of the cultivation was consumed in a few minutes.

The corpse oil wax passed through the multiple dantians, and some of the impurities were filtered by the gods.

But the corrosiveness did not affect it at all, but Zhongdantian faintly couldn't bear it.

Li Mo was worried, mainly because he was afraid that the corpse oil wax would hurt the Dao species, so he only ingested one-tenth of the corpse oil wax and tried to get close to the Dao species.

There was no obstacle in the slightest, and the corpse oil wax easily came inside.

Li Mo knew what it meant to cut butter with a hot knife, but in front of the corpse oil wax, the outer layer of the finch was not enough to see at all.

The finches' dark features became distorted, and cracks spread all over the body.

Li Mo stared intently at the Yin Soul of the Sparrow, distractedly guiding wisps of corpse oil wax into the Dao Seed, and the outer layer of the soul gradually fell apart.

The effect of corpse oil wax is indeed obvious, no wonder it will make weak crown monks flock to it.

It's just that they don't have Li Mo's physical strength, and the slightest carelessness will damage the foundation, so they don't dare to be so unscrupulous.

Every other day, the jailer comes to inform him of the time of execution.

Fifteen days seemed to be short, but Li Mo felt like a year, and with the disappearance of the bird's yin shell, his heart was full of inexplicable nervousness.

At the moment when the Sparrow's Yin shattered, the speed of the Dao Seed began to increase.

"What the hell?"

Li Mo was stunned, because the finch was empty, and no matter how he searched, there was no trace of the sparrow's yin.

"No...... right"

Since Li Mo's cultivation has given birth to a trend of transformation, it means that the finch spirit has been subdued.

He opened the book of creation, and on the eighth page there was a pattern of a bird's shadow.

It turned out to be a corpse when it decomposed, a common corpse insect egg.

[Tomorrow is the last day of the double monthly pass, ladies and gentlemen, ask for a monthly pass! ] 】

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