A few more days passed, and in the early morning of this day, a black mist flew in the sky beyond the valley, and if you looked closely, you could clearly see that it was a winged lion.

Although there were no scars on the body, the flying lion was extremely sluggish, and its entire body sometimes emitted black mist, sometimes re-condensed, obviously extremely weak, and was on the verge of collapse.

On the back of the flying lion, there was a person lying there, this person was lying there motionless, his whole body was covered in blood, and his life was even more intermittent, obviously to the limit......

The main soul of the flying lion quickly rushed towards the valley, and before it approached, several people appeared from the valley, unfurled their soul flags one after another, and released their souls to melt into the main soul of the flying lion, so that the spirit of the main soul of the flying lion was immediately lifted.

At the moment of seeing this flying lion, almost everyone recognized it at a glance, this thing was the main soul of the white moon, and the person on its back was clearly the white moon!

After the main soul of the flying lion entered the valley, it immediately whimpered, and its entire body turned into a little black light, and it was about to collapse.

At this moment, a flat voice suddenly echoed through the valley.

"Gather!"

Under the word, the little black light that the flying lion's main soul turned into immediately flashed with dazzling light, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to normal.

The surrounding clansmen all showed respectful expressions, and spread out a passage with each other, and Wang Mo walked step by step with his hands behind his back.

When the flying lion main soul saw Wang Mo, he immediately whimpered, as if he was extremely aggrieved, Wang Mo stretched out his hand to the void, and the flying lion main soul immediately cheered, turned into a black light, and went straight to Wang Mo's finger.

Eventually, it vanished above its fingers, turning into a black flying lion mark that appeared on its belly.

Everyone around him had long been accustomed to Wang Mo's absolute control of his soul, and he didn't dare to raise the slightest wave in his heart, so they all bowed their heads respectfully.

Wang Mo walked step by step, stopping where Bai Yue was, he glanced down, and his face showed a hint of gloom.

I saw that in this white moon, his face was pale, without any blood, and his breath was completely empty.

Wang Mo squatted down, his right hand tapped on Bai Yue's chest, and at this point, suddenly a sharp hiss came out of his body, and at the same time, where Wang Mo's finger pointed, immediately a curse seal light group broke out of his body frantically, and rushed straight towards Wang Mo like lightning.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and an invisible force suddenly emanated from his body, and the galloping curse mark seemed to hit the iron plate, making a loud bang, and it was bounced back alive.

At this moment, Wang Mo waved his fingers, immediately pinched the curse seal, and dragged it, but when he heard a rapid hiss, the curse mark was broken out of Bai Yue's body by Wang Mo Shengsheng.

This spell seal light ball was the size of a palm, and after it was pulled out, it immediately twisted, like a ball of boiling water, and it quickly pounced on Wang Mo again, but it was blocked again.

Wang Mo's eyes were full of coldness, and with a direct pinch, the immortal power in his body surged wildly, and immediately impacted along this spell mark, but when he heard the sound of clicking, after two breaths, the light of this spell mark "bang", turned into flying ash, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

After losing the curse seal light group, Bai Yue's complexion gradually became ruddy, although he still did not wake up, but he no longer had to worry about his life, but Wang Mo's complexion was even more gloomy.

He could see at a glance that this white moon was a waste!

This person's body practiced soul forging techniques, and the demonic qi that reached the third-level standard was all lost at this moment, if it was just that, the meridians of his whole body were forcibly shattered, and in addition, the soul flags on his body were all gone, obviously taken away.

The other party acted so viciously, but he didn't kill Bai Yue completely, but let the Flying Lion Lord Soul take it and leave, obviously for another purpose.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and the two fingers of his right hand turned into a sword, which suddenly pointed at the center of Bai Yue's eyebrows, and at the same time, the magic jade in his body shook, and a stream of demonic qi emanated from it, flowing directly from Wang Mo's two fingers into Bai Yue's forehead along the meridians.

Bai Yue's body trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw Wang Mo at a glance, struggling to get up and pay respects, but found that his whole body could not move, and the pain was like a tide.

"Shangxian ......" Bai Yue struggled to speak, as if his injured cub had found a support at this moment, his eyes instantly turned red!

Wang Mo's eyes were flat and he didn't speak.

"On the way back, we met the Lianwai people, and we made a detour, but we were still attacked by them, and among them was an old man in white, who took my soul flag, planted a monster in my body, and asked me to send a message, saying that if you want to return the soul flag, you will go directly to him. ”

Wang Mo nodded slightly, raised the two fingers of his right hand, and after his two fingers were raised, Bai Yue's body trembled and fell unconscious again.

"Take him to rest!" Wang Mo left the words, and as soon as he stepped into the void under his feet, the whole person immediately turned into green smoke and disappeared in place.

The surrounding clansmen immediately complied and carried Bai Yue back to the house, while someone else took care of her.

Wang Mo walked out of the valley, his figure was like lightning, galloping into the distance, his face was gloomy, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Bai Yue took people to the other tribe, it was to attack and go, even if it failed, Wang Mo would not help, the things in this world were life and death, Wang Mo cultivated the mystery of life and death, and saw it very thoroughly.

But this is not the case at the moment, Bai Yue is on the way back with the captive, passing through another tribe, and was attacked by it on its own initiative, and the other party did not kill this Bai Yue, but planted a spell mark in his body, if it is just that, at most it is just a lesson, but the other party received the soul flag, and left a word, if you want this flag, you will go directly to him.

In this way, the meaning changes completely, this is like a provocation, or rather, this is a war book!

The white moon is the other party's living battle book!

Now that the other party has issued a war letter, Wang Mo wants to see what kind of character there is in this to challenge himself!

Wang Mo was scheming, he had already decided that if the other party's cultivation was much higher than his own, then he would not care about it, go back and think of a way to cure Bai Yue, and avoid this crying tribe.

However, although this possibility exists, it is not big, Wang Mo can see at a glance through Bai Yue that the cultivation of this spell caster is at most equivalent to the realm of death among immortals!

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, and his speed was faster, like a meteor, directly cutting through the sky and shaking away.

Lianwai Clan, located in the northwest of the Gouya Endless Land Boundary, on a plain, this place is empty on all sides, it is not a good place to live, but here, there is an ancient formation.

This formation is very strong, and when it is dispersed, it is protected within a radius of ten miles, and absolute safety can be guaranteed within the formation.

In the Gouya Endless Realm, the key to the survival of a tribe is whether it can find a guardian formation, in the Gouya Endless Realm, such a formation is more common, but there are not many that can cover a range of ten miles.

The larger the coverage, the stronger the formation, and most importantly, the greater the development space of the tribe that represents the tribe that lives here.

For example, within the valley, the range is so large, once the number of people living exceeds a certain number, it will not be able to absorb new people into it, and the formation range of this plain is ten miles, and the number of people living in it will naturally increase.

At this moment, in this branch of the Lian Weeping Clan, which has always been relatively large, in a rather simple house, there are two old men.

The two old men, one dressed in black and the other in white, sat opposite each other, and between the two of them was a set of wood-colored tea sets.

The old man in white looked like an ordinary immortal, but he seemed to be a little stiff on closer inspection!

The man in black was quite terrifying, more than two meters tall, with thick nostrils, a pair of eyes more than twice as large as a human, and two fangs of more than an inch in the upper and lower teeth!

The old man in white picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Among the things that outsiders brought into this place, only this tea is the most in line with the old man's wishes." ”

The old man in black also picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "When will you go back?"

The old man in white groaned for a while and said, "What's the hurry, I finally took the body of this outsider, and I can't get used to it for some time!!"

The old man in black nodded and said, "You injured the people of the human family and took that strange little flag, what if the other party finds it?"

The old man in white flashed his eyes and said, "What's the matter, kill it with a formation!"

The old man in black frowned, and said in a deep voice: "That group of people is not simple, almost all of them have reached the first level or above of the demonic energy, and they have all mastered the magic power of demon decision, especially the person who took the lead, those few small flags in his hands, can actually summon the demon soul to attack, they didn't provoke us, but you took a fancy to the small flags of others, not to mention killing people and grabbing treasures, but also let the person who took the lead leave, and indirectly issued a war letter, wanting to lure out the people behind it, you did this, but it was a bit too much!"

The old man in white laughed and said: "I am in charge of the affairs under the command of General Lian Ao of the Lian Wai Clan, killing a few barbarian savages, where did it come from, and I conclude that the strength of the person behind it will not be too high, otherwise, if I really have the ability, how can I live in this barbarian tribe, and I would have gone to the big clan city to seek a position." I brought him here just to get the true way to use this little flag from his mouth, and if he didn't come, I would go directly to the tribe where he belonged early tomorrow morning to follow the traces left on the young man's body and snatch it back!"

"Is there a fake mantra in the mind of the young man of the Chiyou Abandoned Clan?" asked the old man in black.

"It's not fake, but it's incomplete, there should be a follow-up!" the old man in white flashed his eyes and said gloomily.

The old man in black was silent, he was not optimistic about the practice of this fellow clan who walked out of the clan and sought a position in the city of the Lianwai clan.

After a while, he was about to speak, but at this moment, suddenly the whole earth suddenly trembled, as if the earth dragon was rolling, and within a radius of ten miles, there was a violent rumbling sound.