The ancestor of the Mo family stood with his hands in his hands, even if there was a mouthful of old blood in his mouth, he couldn't spit it out.

Presumably, all the ancestors have suffered internal injuries to a greater or lesser extent, but everyone is reluctant to show it, they know that they are the pillars of a force

Once found seriously injured...

Don't look at these ancestors who are kind on the surface, but no one believes anyone, they are all old foxes, once the internal injuries they show are serious, the other party will definitely lead the whole clan army to overwhelm the realm the next day!

At that time, there will be only those who can be slaughtered.

So while discussing, everyone was still testing the depth of each other's injuries.

For the phoenix, some people think that they have made a mortal enmity, and they want to kill their masters.

Some people think that it is not a mortal enemy, at least the phoenix is not dead, and there is still room for return, but they don't know the identity of their owner, and they are afraid of causing trouble in the future.

In the end, it was decided to kill them all in a way that won more and less.

The phoenix was drenched in blood, and she felt that the breath of death was getting closer and closer to her, not to mention spitting out the real fire of Samadhi, and it was difficult to even move her claws.

A wave of despair spread in my heart, and it seems that now I can only blow myself up.

Closer, closer...

As long as the monk got closer, her self-detonation would definitely dissipate their spirits.

Just as the blue phoenix was holding its last breath and preparing to expose itself, it suddenly went dark in front of her, and then the sky swirled, and then appeared directly in the space of the early summer snow.

She couldn't help but burst into tears.

The small bamboo houses with green mountains and flowing water, the golden wheat fields, the green vegetables... It made her feel more intimate than she had ever been.

Then it was dark in front of him, and he completely fainted.

The early summer snow outside also fell to the ground unconscious at the same time as the blue phoenix returned.

The greatsword was still swinging back and forth around her, but it couldn't wake up, and it made a crisp buzzing sound in a hurry.

In the distance, a hunting team of more than a dozen people was cautiously exploring in the direction of Anseong.

"Boss, other people's mercenary teams don't dare to come, saying that the fire here is too weird, even if there are any good things, they will be burned by the fire, why do we have to come?"

The monk who spoke was about to build the foundation and looked at the leader with a dissatisfied expression.

The leader is tall and big, and his face full of stubble can't hide his handsome face.

Long and thick sword eyebrows, deep eyes like cold pools, handsome facial features and thin lips slightly pursed, not angry and self-assured.

The body is full of the breath of a superior person, which is a temperament that can only be cultivated by standing in a certain field for many years, and this temperament alone is not a casual cultivation from a small place like Anseong.

It's just the loneliness that can't be hidden in the monk's body? A touch of decadence and sorrow in the depths of his eyes will never linger.

He heard the complaints of his companions behind him? Stop, just looking back? The other party was instantly stunned

What kind of eyes are that? Under the calm gaze, there seem to be stormy waves and storms? As long as the man says one more word, he will be released and crushed to death.

"I said a long time ago, don't follow if you don't want to come? It's too late to regret now, get out? There is no need for a person in the team who is not determined to go back on his word!"

Magnetic sound is not slow? Slowly, but it hits everyone's heart.

Everyone is very suspicious, men only have the cultivation of building the foundation of the Great Perfection, why is there such a strong coercion on their bodies?

The F-class mercenary team formed two years ago can't even afford a name? It's all made up of these poor loose cultivators.

At first, you just wanted to follow the big mercenary group and fight behind? Pick up something that others don't look down on, and is often ridiculed, bullied, and scolded by the big mercenary group

Unexpectedly, since this man named Mo Yuncang appeared half a year ago, he has completely changed the status quo.

His cultivation is not high, only the cultivation at the peak of the foundation building period, but he exudes the breath of a superior person from top to bottom? Every solo action will lead everyone to unexpected gains.

Over time, the entire team of more than a dozen people also took him as the leader? No more clinging to a mercenary group to hunt prey!

Don't look at the cultivation is not high, but the mind is shrewd and the judgment is amazing? More well-informed, although people are colder? But he is very generous to his brothers.

The monk who was reprimanded by Mo Yuncang's cold words turned red? He has always been unaccustomed to his arrogant appearance? In the past six months, there have been quite a few complaints

What if the life of the squad has changed for the better? What if you don't need to cling to the big mercenary group?

They are also all foundation building and Dzogchen cultivation, so why should everyone listen to him?

Just now I received a message from Yu Jian, there is an E-level mercenary group that wants to dig him up, people go to high places, and water flows to low places, coupled with the unwilling and merciless reprimand of Mo Yuncang just now, which made this monk even more determined to leave.

"Okay, since you drove me away, it's not my Zhao Feng's character to lick my face and flow down, companions, the mountains and rivers meet, take care of each other!"

He arched his hand at his former companion, and then stood in the line that followed closely behind him.

At this time, the monks in Mo Yuncang's team also understood that Zhao Feng was not driven away by the captain's words just now, but had premeditated

Some of the monks who wanted to persuade them shut up, and their faces were as black as iron and they glared angrily at the E-class mercenary group.

"Zhao Feng, it's right for people to go to high places, but don't forget, if it weren't for the boss, you would have been a pile of dry bones, no... Even the bones were taken away by the demon beast."

Shen Jiang's face was red, and he couldn't wait to go up and bite off a piece of Zhao Feng's meat.

"Zhao Feng, you villain, don't you know that the Golden-Winged Mercenary Squad has a holiday with us? Aren't you afraid that this is a conspiracy?" Chen Zhuzi was furious

"Zhao Feng, why is it now? You know that there are only twelve people in our team, and if you retire one, you can't even maintain the F-level mercenary team, you..."

One after another came from the crusade of the monks of Mo Yuncang's team, and in addition to being angry, some people even wanted to fight, but they were stopped by Mo Yuncang.

"Hahaha, Zhao Feng is a cultivator of the Great Perfection in the foundation building period, but he is called by you all day long, why can he Mo Yuncang be the captain? In my opinion, Zhao Feng is the best choice for the real captain!"

The one who spoke was a tall and thin man in a gray-brown robe, and he was also the only captain of the Golden-Winged Mercenary Regiment in the early stage of the Yudan.

Looking at Mo Yuncang's eyes, his eyes were full of provocation.

Hmph, fight with me, the lowest-level mercenary group is also composed of twelve people, and now there is one less, I see how you can go on a mission?

"In that case, why didn't Captain He give up the captain's position to Zhao Feng? Otherwise, wouldn't it be very troublesome for one team to have two captains?"

Mo Yuncang still had a cold face, but those who were familiar with him could detect the good mood of his captain who couldn't hide it.

Good mood?

This mercenary team can't be saved, how can they still be happy?

It's hard to figure out!