Mo Xie's heart moved, and he handed over the task of investigating the mausoleum to Dark Changming, and muttered in a voice that he could hear, "I hope I can get something." ”

It's not that Mo Xie is lazy, it's that his identity can't touch that level, and if he shows too much, it will also attract the attention of some people, and at that time he will have to use some words to justify, and if it is not good, it may cause some other incidents.

But Dark Changming is different, he has Changming's connections, plus he is an elder of the outer sect, and he is in the huge chain of interests of Yunmeng, many things can be settled through money, and he doesn't have to worry about being reported.

And Changming's identity is also temporary, once he is caught, the darkness can completely abandon this body and retake the others, but it needs to be at the cost of memory and loss of all cultivation, but this price is negligible for the darkness.

Call....

Mo Xie adjusted his mentality, and then prepared to return to the ninth floor and have a big meal with Lao Qin and the others.

But at this moment, suddenly five young men wearing inner door robes blocked his way.

"Are you Niu Daring?" a young man with an average appearance but a very long face stood domineeringly in front of Mo Xie, crossed his arms, and said disdainfully.

"It's me. ”

When Mo Xie saw this scene, he was very helpless in his heart, because he had seen too many scenes in the Afterlife Sect, either seeking revenge or provoking.

And judging by their expressions, they should have come to teach themselves a lesson, I am afraid that it was because they entered Murong Yurou Cave Mansion that those suitors were unhappy, so as to take revenge on him and show their glorious status as a spare tire.

"Hmph, you still want a toad to eat swan meat with your appearance, brothers, give it to me, I want this toad to know what he is today!"

The horse-faced young man shouted, and then the four people behind him did not hesitate to show their respective magical powers to the ink evil, and for a while, the sound of breaking the air was mixed with various colors of divine powers, occupying the field of vision in front of the ink evil.

Seeing this, Mo Xie could only let out a sigh, he didn't even have the desire to hide, he just stood straight and straight, letting those supernatural powers drown him.

When the horse-faced young man saw this, he thought that his domineering aura had shocked the ink evil, making the ink evil dare not move.

But just as he wanted to go back and brag to his four companions, he heard one of the four people behind him suddenly scream in horror, followed by the other three people also screaming.

The horse-faced young man was not a stupid person, and he knew that Niu Daring must have done something amazing, otherwise his companion would not have shouted so much, so he quickly turned his head and looked at the location of the ink evil, with a shocked expression.

I saw that ten meters in front of him, the ground had already been bombarded by the divine power out of a large pit with a diameter of two meters wide, and Mo Xie was standing in the middle of the big pit, with no scars on his body, and he couldn't even see any damage to his clothes, it was obvious that their divine powers had not worked.

"I remember that Yunmeng Sect doesn't seem to be able to make a move against the same sect. Mo Xie said lightly.

"You're just a dog raised by our Yunmeng, and you're not a fellow disciple. The horse-faced young man snorted coldly, and then he wanted to pinch the trick to let Mo Xie taste his most powerful supernatural powers.

But the moment he just put his hands together, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and before he could make a defensive move, a huge force suddenly came from his stomach that could not be resisted, and then the heart-rending pain spread throughout his body, and the whole person flew out upside down with this process.

Yes!

The horse-faced young man let out a scream like killing a pig, and then his eyes fainted after hearing a dull sound.

"Dog, I haven't read a book, but I know he's scolding me. Mo Xie wiped the non-existent dust from his fist, and his tone and expression were extremely relaxed, as if he had only done a trivial thing before.

But in the eyes of the remaining four people, the ink evil was provoking the dignity of Yunmeng's inner gate, and the young heart was instantly filled with anger, forgetting the fact that the ink evil had killed his companions in one blow before, and they all took out magic weapons and rushed towards the ink evil.

"Garbage. ”

Mo Xie coldly spit out these two words, and the emotions that had been suppressed suddenly surged up, and then his figure flashed, colliding with the four inner disciples.

Peng!Peng!Peng!

In front of Mo Xie's strong body, the four people were as brittle as paper, and almost under his impact, they all flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

"I really overestimate you, I didn't expect you to be inferior to garbage, garbage still knows that you are garbage, and will try to hide yourself, but you.... Hehe. ”

He looked at the inner disciples who were glaring at him angrily, but they didn't dare to make a move, and sneered, but before he could take a few steps, seven or eight young men rushed towards him.

It's just that compared to the previous wave of people, they obviously received some message, they all held magic weapons in their hands, and they didn't even say hello, and directly used their magical powers to greet the ink evil.

Gaba.

Mo Xie snapped his fingers and slammed his feet to repay the second group in a primitive and violent way.

After five breaths.

The second batch of inner disciples all fell to the ground, and there were originally a few handsome young men, but at this moment they turned into pig-headed looks, their clothes were also tattered, and blood stains were everywhere, obviously they had been specially taken care of by the ink evil.

After this moment, they will never be able to get out of bed for two or three months, which can be regarded as making their group of milky hairy boys have a good memory.

As for why Mo Xie didn't kill them, it was because he still had to stay in Yunmeng for a while, and he didn't want to have a showdown too early, after all, the crime of killing his fellow disciples in Yunmeng was too big, and he couldn't afford it now.

"And?"

Standing on the devastated ground, Mo Xie frowned as he looked at the third group of disciples rushing over, and then joined the battle.

However, because of the large number of people in the third batch, the efficiency of the ink evil in defeating them was very slow, and after half a pillar of incense, it took more than half of the people to see how much of them were solved.

And after those inner disciples saw it, they were shocked at the same time, and they also had the idea of retreating.

"Don't be afraid, he won't dare to kill us, for the sake of Senior Sister Murong, even if he is injured for the rest of his life!"

"That's right, he is from the worship area, we are inner disciples, and he has no right to kill us. ”

"Chong, for Senior Sister Murong!"

I don't know who said this, which made those disciples regain their fighting spirit and rush towards the ink evil again.

"Don't dare to kill you?

When Mo Xie heard this, the suppressed murderous aura couldn't stop gushing out from his heart.

What is this? If he is sure that he will not dare to kill people? Murong Yurou will be like this, and they deserve to be like this?

"You're really looking for death!" Mo Xie gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Then the concussive power in the body was generated in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered on top of the two fists, and the violent destructive power distorted the surrounding air, with those cowardly Yunmeng disciples in the flesh, they would definitely not be able to withstand his blow, and they would definitely explode and die on the spot, even if they were brushed to the side, it would be better to live than to die for a while.

Peng!

A dodge of the ink evil appeared in front of one of them, and the fist wind wrapped in the power of the concussion fell with a bang.

But in the next moment, there was no scene of the explosion of his body as he expected, but a middle-aged man grabbed his wrist.

The middle-aged man has a well-proportioned figure, delicate facial features, and a mustache on his chin, highlighting a mature and elegant temperament, and a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes, as if he has experienced all the pain in the world, giving people a feeling of having a story.

What he was wearing was not the robe of the inner disciple, but a set of navy blue robes, and his long black hair was tied with a straw rope at will, which had the taste of a poet.

At this moment, the middle-aged man frowned, and his eyes were full of coldness when he looked at Mo Xie.

"Who are you?" Mo Xie looked at him without showing weakness, and his arm kept increasing his strength, so that the middle-aged man had to use his cultivation to barely suppress it.

"Do you want to kill him?" the middle-aged man did not answer Mo Xie's question, but asked Mo Xie instead.

"Of course, why can they add fists and kicks to me? Could it be that the Yunmeng Sect has a rule that requires me to be passive and defend until they have fought enough?" said Mo Xie sharply.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he said coldly: "They are just children, as a strong man, don't you even have the heart to forbear?"

"Forbearance?" Mo Xie seemed to have heard some big joke, and immediately laughed, and then said:

"I haven't read too many books, but I know that if anyone beats me, I will fight back, whoever wants to kill me, I will kill him first, my master has taught me, murderers, people always kill them, what a bullshit strongman, I don't care about it, I just want to be myself. ”

As Mo Xie spoke, his strength increased again, directly breaking the balance between him and the middle-aged man, and his fist with the power of concussion slowly approached the already frightened inner disciple.

I didn't expect Mo Dao to die at the hands of a reckless man like you. The middle-aged man was furious, he kicked away the inner disciple, and at the same time the hand that held Mo Xie's wrist suddenly gave birth to a soft force, and directly used the force of four or two to push away Mo Xie's hand.

Rumble!

The ground was lifted layer by layer, and a large number of stones were splashed, and countless holes were punched into the surrounding plants.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyelids jumped, and he kicked a safe enough distance from the ink evil, obviously frightened by the destructive power in front of him.

"Master I said, this is a world where the weak eat the strong, the strong deserve the status and dignity that the strong should have, when Yunmeng is the opposite, and the weak can be stepped on my head and. Mo Xie pulled out his fist that was sunk on the ground, and his gaze was cold.

“..............”

The middle-aged man did not continue to answer, because there was no longer a need, after all, the concept was different, and it was impossible to change it with too many words.

And he came here this time to see what kind of person Tianjiao who killed Mo Dao, but after seeing it, he could only say the word disappointed, especially after seeing the appearance of Mo Evil repeatedly refusing to change, he was even more angry.

So he wants to use his strength to prove that a strong person is not only strength, but also has a magnanimous heart.