"Xiao Min, your spiritual liquid, I'll give it to you when I meet my eldest brother..."Seeing that Zhao Min wanted to speak, Wang Mo interrupted lightly: "Even if you don't want to... You have to ask for those group members, don't you?"

Seeing that Zhao Min was still a little hesitant, Wang Morou laughed: "Okay, it's decided......"

"Let's go, the time is almost up, big brother, they should be in a hurry. Duanqin said softly.

When Wang Mo heard this, he also smiled and nodded, since this spiritual liquid had already arrived, then there was indeed no need for them to stay any longer.

"Let's go. Wang Mo waved his hand and turned around without hesitation, Zhao Min and Duanqin also followed quickly, and with the departure of the three of them, the gate of Hewutang slowly closed again, restoring the silence as if it were like Henggu......

However, after Wang Mo and the three of them left for a hundred breaths, they saw a black shadow suddenly falling, and after the black shadow fell, it rushed directly into Hewu Tang, and the strange thing was that the remaining immortal consciousness did not appear to stop it... What's even more strange is that a figure made two voices, one of which looked extremely old: "This breath... It turned out to be Shennong's medicine bowl..."

The other, apparently the voice of the dark shadow, was the voice of a young man: "Master... Shall we still rob it?"

"Since it's related to Shennong's old thief, you can't rob it openly.. I can only steal the ......" As soon as the words fell, the black shadow had disappeared in place......

Wang Mo and the three of them left from Hewutang, and finally returned quickly along the road they came.

The people and horses of the alliance had already withdrawn, so there was no more obstruction along the way, and the three of them were already able to use immortal power at this time, so in just a few minutes, they passed through the thorny silver tree-like forest and walked out of the shadowy land smoothly.

And when they stepped out of the shadow formed by the thorny silver tree, they suddenly felt that their originally heavy bodies instantly became lighter, and the originally sluggish immortal power in their bodies became rushing again.

"Whew. When the strength returned, the three of them were relieved, and the feeling of the immortal power being suppressed was really depressing.

"It's a wonderful feeling. Zhao Min exhaled like an orchid, her beautiful eyes looked at this clear heaven and earth, only after experiencing the feeling of not being able to mobilize the immortal power, can she realize how intoxicating the world where the immortal power flows.

"That's an exaggeration!" Duanqin smiled.

Suddenly, Wang Mo's expression suddenly moved, raised his head, and looked at the distance of this thorny forest, and then he appeared, in this area, there were suddenly many more immortal power fluctuations

His eyes narrowed slightly and looked not far away, where a figure appeared, it seemed to be a team, these teams, all looking at the three of them, in the depths of those eyes, there seemed to be a thick greed and heat.

"What's going on?" Duanqin also noticed this scene, and immediately frowned slightly, and her jade hand clenched the White Lotus Sword, she felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Min snorted lightly, and in his jade hand, the golden war spear shone with golden light, and his beautiful eyes swept over with a little chill, and anyone who met his gaze couldn't help but look away.

Shout.

Not far away, there was a sound of breaking wind, Wang Mo and the others looked over, only to see several figures rushing towards them, and finally landed in front of them, it was He Fang and the others who were waiting for them outside this thorny forest.

And He Fang and the others were also relieved to see Wang Mo and the three of them come out smoothly.

"You've figured it out. He Fangdao

"What's the matter, big brother, what's wrong?" Wang Mo glanced at the surrounding movement and asked, when they entered before, there were obviously not so many people here.

"Half a day ago, all the members of the alliance suddenly escaped from inside. He Fang looked at Wang Mo and the three of them, and there was some surprise in his eyes: "You kicked them out?"

Wang Mo nodded.

"As soon as those guys in the alliance came out, I saw that their faces were ugly, and the enemy was outnumbered, so we hid temporarily, and then those guys were spreading the news wantonly" He Fang said helplessly: "They said that in this thorny forest, there is a Hewu Pond, which contains the spiritual liquid stored in the Ghost Palace Prison for countless years, and the number is at least hundreds of thousands of drops."

Wang Mo frowned slightly, the people of this alliance are really vicious, seeing that they can't get what is in Hewutang, they plan to spread the news, which can also make them uneasy, but Wang Mo knows that it is that person who is really vicious... Once the news spreads, whether Wang Mo did it or not, as long as the three fake amber died, everyone would think that Wang Mo killed him, in order to spread the spiritual fluid to attract the enemy's revenge......

Hundreds of thousands of drops of spiritual liquid, these guys really dare to think about it, but Wang Mo knows that once this kind of news is released, whether it is true or not, it will bring a lot of trouble, because the preciousness of the spiritual liquid, everyone knows that if it really reaches the number of hundreds of thousands of drops, let alone say that it is them, even the strong people of the dead door will be red-eyed......

Because I am afraid that many dead powerhouses will not be able to reach this number in their collections.

Hundreds of thousands of drops of spiritual liquid are enough to make a death-strong man rich......

"And they also say that the unquestioning Ichor has all fallen into your hands. He Fang smiled bitterly: "Now those teams that are eyeing us are all coming for us, although they don't dare to do anything to us alone, but this kind of number is still a headache." ”

"Hmph, some guys who don't enter the stream, if you really have the ability, just grab it, if you win me, I will give them all the spiritual liquid in my hand, but I'm afraid they will die. Zhao Min's beautiful face was flushed with a chill, and he snorted coldly.

He Fanggan laughed, thinking that he really deserved to be the first woman who loved immortals, and Zhao Min dared to say this domineering words......

While Wang Mo and He Fang were talking, among the black and oppressive figures in the distance, nearly ten figures suddenly rose into the air, and then they stopped when they were hundreds of zhang away from here, these ten figures, all surrounded by strong immortal power fluctuations, actually reached the strength of the early stage of the Eighth Palace, obviously, they should all be the leaders of some teams that are not weak.

Behind them, there were also dozens of teams, and it was Wang Mo who was staring at them.

"Wang Mo Xianyou, in Xia Ningjie, is from Pengyingmen. ”

The leader was a young man dressed in green clothes, his face was fair, his appearance was handsome, but his eyes were full of greed.

Wang Mo glanced at him lightly, but he didn't pay attention to it, turned his head to He Fang and said, "Big brother, let's go." ”

"Wait!"

When Ning Jie saw that Wang Mo didn't even pay attention to him, his face couldn't help but change, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Wang Xianyou, I know that you are powerful, but we have hundreds of teams here waiting for you, if you really want to do it, maybe you will not feel good." ”

"Then what do you want?" Wang Mo finally glanced at him and said in an indifferent tone.

"Hehe, as long as Wang Mo Immortal Friends distributes ten drops of the spiritual liquid to each of us here, we will naturally not embarrass you. When Ning Jie heard this, he smiled!

"Ten drops of spiritual liquid, what are you?" said Zhao Minqiao with a cold face.

She stepped forward, her jade hand clenched the golden war spear, and the bright golden light swept away, and suddenly there was an amazing immortal power that permeated, under the pressure of that immortal power, the faces of Ning Jie and the others couldn't help but change, and there was a trace of horror in their eyes.

"Nine Palace Realm?"

"This Narcissus Sect's Zhao Min actually broke through to the Nine Palaces realm!"

"She deserves to be the first woman who loves immortals......"

Feeling Zhao Min's majestic sense of oppression, those teams who were originally eyeing each other couldn't help but change a little in their complexions, and some fear flashed in their eyes!

"Don't be afraid, there are many of us, even if she is in the Nine Palaces realm, we can still defeat her if we shoot together!" Ning Jie saw that the centaurs in the rear showed some signs of fear, and immediately hurriedly shouted, he knew that if they didn't rely on the advantage of a huge number of people, where would they dare to stop Wang Mo, Zhao Min and them......

"Fool who doesn't know whether to live or die!" Zhao Minmei's eyes were full of coldness, and she was about to make a move, but she saw Wang Mo waving his hand with a slight smile, and a green streamer swept out of his palm, and immediately rose against the storm, turning into a finger pillar and slamming into Ning Jie's chest!

A low voice rang out, and Ning Jie's body suddenly shot down like a cannonball, and finally shot into the earth, the earth collapsed, and a deep pit appeared, and Ning Jie lay in it, blood flowing, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"How dare you!" Seeing this, the nine masters of the Eight Palace Realm who came with Ning Jie also changed their faces and said sharply.

But as soon as their shouts fell, the golden light was already sweeping in front of them, and Zhao Min's graceful and delicate body appeared in front of them, followed by the incomparable shadow of the gun.

The shadow of the spear swept by, and the three masters of the Eight Palace Realm were almost instantly defeated, and the blood hole appeared from the surface of their bodies, and they fell directly.

Airplanes!

At the same time, Wang Mo's figure also appeared in front of the last six Eight Palace Realm masters, the green thunder flashed wildly, his face was indifferent and quickly came out, low and resounding, the six people suddenly turned into green crystal ice sculptures, and another green light swept by, and the six ice sculptures suddenly turned into pieces and floated in this mountain......

The entire world was silent at this moment, and the ten masters of the Eight Palaces realm were killed by Wang Mo and the others in an instant almost in one face.

That kind of thunderous momentum, even the teams in the rear did not have time to react.

Wang Mo stepped on the void, clapped his hands expressionlessly, then looked at the black and pressed team, and said lightly: "Who still wants spiritual liquid?"

He knows the thoughts of these people, so he didn't choose to avoid their edge, he knows that in the face of this situation, the more you dodge, the more troublesome it will be, and there will be more and more people gathered, so he might as well just make a strong move at this time and show enough power to deter.

Only in this way can the greed in the hearts of those guys be suppressed, and the only way to deal with such greedy people is to take the most violent way.

Facing Wang Mo's indifferent tone, the momentum of the hundreds of teams in front of him was stagnant, and some people had a strong fear in their eyes, and for a while, no one dared to speak......

In the sky, Wang Mo and Zhao Min stood in the air, He Fang and others stood behind them, and that kind of visual impact made people dare not resist in the slightest......

At this time, they knew what a huge gap they had between them and the Wang Mo and the others in front of them

Although they have an absolute numerical advantage, they are simply no match for them......

"If anyone takes a fancy to the spiritual liquid in our hands, just come and do it, but I also have to advise you first, there is only one life..."

Everyone was silent.

Wang Mo glanced at them coldly, then swept his gaze away, looked around, and the cold voice sounded again: "As for the group of rats in the alliance, this useless method is too inferior, next time let your big leader come by himself!!"

When the words fell, Wang Mo's body moved, and he swept away directly into the distance, Zhao Min. He Fang and the others immediately followed, and this time, no one dared to stop them, so they could only let them leave safely.

And as Wang Mo and the others left, the teams gathered here sighed weakly, and finally glanced at each other, and dispersed weakly, they still underestimated these two teams after all......

(I've been waiting for you...) ）