Seeing Mo Luo's contemptuous eyes, Sheng Changzong wanted to raise his fist and smash it.

His cheeks tensed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't fight much." ”

"Cut!"

Mo Luo sneered, and seeing that Sheng Changzong was about to break out, he hurriedly put away his smiling face and said seriously: "Big brother, you must pay attention to strategy in fighting, although these people are not necessarily your opponents, but a needless waste of energy is stupid." ”

"Then how do you say to fight?"

With a sigh of relief, Sheng Changzong glared at Mo Luo and asked.

"We're almost a mile away from the guard, and at our current speed, if we rush with all our might, it's about two breaths away. And at this distance, for me, I can already cast spells to affect their minds. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people on the other side, we could have swaggered past. ”

Leaning against the boulder, Moreau gestured ahead and whispered.

Hearing Mo Luo's plan, Sheng Changzong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "How many people can you control?"

"Ninety percent. ”

Moreau said indifferently.

Ninety percent, doesn't that mean that you only need to hit a dozen?

Thinking of this, Sheng Changzong hurriedly urged.

"Okay, okay, okay, follow me. ”

With that, he patted his buttocks, and Morrow stood up directly. Go around the boulder, take three steps and make two steps, and walk towards the passage.

Sheng Changzong, who didn't know how Mo Luo was going to cast the spell, looked at his posture, so he had to hold a nail rake in his hand and follow step by step.

Just when the two of them were about five hundred meters away from the passage, Moro stopped, suddenly opened his throat and shouted: "Come on, the pig demon is coming! Come on, the pig demon is here!"

"You。。。。 ”

Sheng Changzong, who was full of vigilance, was suddenly startled by Mo Luo's voice, and instantly thought that this Mo Luo had betrayed him, raised his nail rake, and was about to fight. But he didn't want that Moro to suddenly turn around and smile at himself, signaling that he was measured.

Seeing Mo Luo like this, Sheng Changzong said angrily: "If you do this again in the future, please say hello first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to stop it." ”

Just as Sheng Changzong's words fell, there was an uproar, and a large group of cultivators instantly surrounded him.

Holding a nail rake in his hand, Sheng Changzong looked at the group of meditation cultivators surrounding him, and secretly counted them, there were indeed hundreds of people, and the feeling of Mo Luo in his heart deepened a little.

"Damn! Look at this pig's ear, look at the weapon in your hand!

One of the meditation cultivators who arrived first looked the Sheng Chang Sect up and down and immediately said.

And just when the words of the meditation cultivators did not fall, they had already cooperated with all the meditation cultivators, picked up the guy, and smashed towards the two of Sheng Changzong.

didn't expect the other party to make a move so quickly, Sheng Changzong and the two were also stunned for an instant, and it wasn't until the weapon was about to come that the two reacted and hurriedly dodged.

Hurriedly dodged, and the south was embarrassed.

Sheng Changzong rolled on a lazy donkey, dodging all attacks in an instant, but did not fight back directly, but looked at Mo Luo, and said viciously: "Old Mo, what is your proportion?"

Hearing Sheng Changzong's roar, Mo Luo turned his head and explained in embarrassment while parrying the attacking attack: "How the hell do I know what these guys are doing when they come up?"

Then, he glared angrily at the meditation cultivator who had just spoken, and shouted: "Your uncle, you are so unsophisticated, don't you have to put on a posture before the battle?!"

When the cultivator who had just spoken heard Mo Luo's question, he instantly turned around, lifted his fork, and poked at Mo Luo. Seeing that he really couldn't poke it, he replied: "Which onion are you? Do you need to put on a posture? Brothers, work harder, kill them, let's get out of this hellish place." ”

After that, he first urged the mana in his body, and suddenly poured it into the fork, and it was another sweeping and vertical split.

Hearing the reply, Sheng Changzong instantly burst out laughing when he saw Mo Luo's deflated appearance. After a while, he shouted: "Old Mo, it seems that you still have to follow my method!"

Sheng Changzong said, his face was solemn, and he no longer blindly dodged the block, but made the nail rake in his hand longer, urged the mana, and picked up the nail rake in a circle.

Boom, boom!

I saw that the cultivators who were fighting with the Shengchang Sect were thrown out in an instant, and the blades in their hands were already broken.

The blow worked, and Sheng Changzong also had a general understanding of his current strength, so he carried a nail rake and rampaged among the cultivators, but whoever fought with it was not killed instantly, but also vomited blood and flew upside down, losing the ability to fight again.

The more you fight, the more energetic you get.

Hit to the rise, Shengchangzong can be said to be a left rake, a right rake, a hook in the front, a grasp in the back, completely undisciplined and indiscriminately split, not long after, will be present to fight the dead dead, the remnants of the remnants.

Looking around, seeing that none of the cultivators on the field could stand up, Sheng Changzong stopped his movements.

Looking up to the sky and roaring, an indomitable momentum broke out in an instant.

After venting the unhappiness that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, Sheng Changzong ordered Mo Luo, who was watching the play on the side, "Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, and then, go back to the demon realm immediately!"

Stunned, he looked at Sheng Changzong for a while, and when he heard Sheng Changzong's command, Mo Luo, who had not yet slowed down, responded with a sigh, and at the same time shouted in his heart: What is this, is it still the cultivation of a demon warrior?

In front of a group of meditation cultivators who fell to the ground or died, they touched the corpses for a while, and finally piled up all the materials that they had collected and thought were useful.

It wasn't until Sheng Changzong used the colorful gourd to collect all the materials on the ground that Mo Luo really came back to his senses, looked at Sheng Changzong with a satisfied face, and asked puzzledly: "Don't we have the treasure of the gods?

After kissing the colorful gourd, Sheng Changzong stuffed it back into his arms, and then replied to Mo Luo: "It's not easy to start a grassroots business, and it's even more difficult to be a grassroots big brother." Besides, although these things are garbage, they are better than nothing. ”

What is the grassroots?

Before Mo Luo could figure out what the grassroots was, Sheng Changzong was already walking towards the teleportation channel first, seeing this situation, Mo Luo also didn't want to stay longer, and hurriedly followed, and asked loudly at the same time: "Big brother, how many brothers do you have in that demon world!"

Standing in front of the teleportation channel, Sheng Changzong looked back at the underworld behind him and said with a smile: "Not much now, but there will be a lot in the future." So, go back to the demon world, big brother will take you to show your ambitions!"

Seeing Sheng Changzong's confident appearance, Mo Luo was a little stupid for a while. It wasn't until Sheng Changzong's figure completely disappeared into the passage that Mo Luo came back to his senses.

Secretly clenched his fists, cheered himself up, and said: "Come on! The door to realizing your dreams is ahead!"

With that, he didn't look back, and stepped into the teleportation channel.