The blood light was like a blade, slashing towards Mo Zhuoyu at a rapid speed.

Mo Zhuoyu immediately retreated sharply, because her spiritual power had just recovered, and her body injuries had not yet healed, and her strength at this time was not much stronger than that of the Zhuji Cultivator. Therefore, at this moment, Mo Zhuoyu did not dare to have a trace of underestimation.

A water wave in his hand, a wave of water that rose out of thin air, blocked the path of the blood blade.

But to Mo Zhuoyu's surprise, the blood blade was hit by the water waves, and it suddenly flew away.

The bewitching blood flowers spun rapidly in the air and flew towards Mo Zhuoyu again.

Seeing this, Mo Zhuoyu could only barely raise a low-level earth shield technique and block it in front of him.

The blood flower was like a sharp thorn, and it was inserted straight into the earth shield half a foot deep before it was blocked from castration. But at this time, the earth shield that was hit by the blood flower made a sizzling sound, revealing the corroded holes one after another.

Mo Zhuoyu hurriedly threw away the earth shield and flew back some distance.

The foundation building monk over there, seeing that Mo Zhuoyu was not subdued by his own move, frowned slightly, and did not immediately make another move.

"Who kind of monk are you, you dare to disturb the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion of Shayang City!"

Mo Zhuoyu saw that the remaining Qi cultivators were not controlled by the Phantom Heart Bell, and gradually sobered up and surrounded them. With a calm face, he didn't speak for a while.

"Senior Lin, what are you talking about with her, this person is sneaky, and he definitely doesn't have any good intentions. ”

As he spoke, several people were eager to try and wanted to rush forward.

The foundation building monk hesitated for a while, and he struck with all his strength, and this person easily dodged, and his strength must be not shallow. But the city lord's task must be completed, this person's origin is unknown, and if he stays, he may destroy the blood sacrifice, and he can't afford to take this risk.

Thinking of this, the Zhuji Cultivator glanced at several other Qi Cultivators.

Seeing this, those people immediately attacked Mo Zhuoyu.

Mo Zhuoyu took advantage of the other party's hesitation and ran a few more turns of exercises, stabilizing the injuries on his body a little. At this time, seeing that the other party did not move, he sent a few Qi cultivators forward, and he did not break the other party's intentions.

The sunset bow in his hand was taken out, and the three water arrows on the bow instantly came out of the string.

The arrows flew out quickly, slashed through the air, and in an instant, they came in front of the enemy, taking three lives.

Piercing through the enemy's body, the attack of the water arrow did not decrease, and it actually changed direction in the air and flew towards the remaining three.

The three people who died had just opened their eyes wide at this time, and they were lying on the ground with puzzled faces. The remaining three looked at the arrows flying towards them with desperate expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, the Zhuji monk knew that it was not good, so he took out a soul banner and danced in the air, and three puffs of black smoke instantly chased the water arrow.

But Mo Zhuoyu would not let him succeed, and the water arrow in his hand shot again, but it was the key point of the Zhuji monk.

On the other side, a cloud wave rushed out, blocking the path of the black smoke.

When the Tsukiji monk saw that he was being attacked, his body flashed rapidly, and the soul banner in his hand emitted black smoke, which was wrapped around the flying water arrows, and instantly devoured them.

Mo Zhuoyu didn't give him a chance to breathe, Luo Yanji appeared in his hand out of thin air, and the white smoke instantly spread to the entire sand dune.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Zhuoyu put away the sunset bow, and twelve autumn water nails in his hand flew out. Jing Ai Books

The glowing green light, inconspicuous in the white mist, the enemy lost his target and began to dodge in panic, constantly attacking indiscriminately in an attempt to protect himself.

But the autumn water nail was like a poisonous snake, quietly piercing out, instantly piercing into the enemy's body.

The sound of falling to the ground came from the white mist, and Mo Zhuoyu flew forward, making sure that the enemies had been killed before putting away the magic weapon. After clearing the battlefield, he jumped off the dunes.

The mortals on the ground were still unconscious under the effect of the Phantom Heart Bell. Mo Zhuoyu took out the flying magic weapon that he had taken from the Zhuji monk and swept all the people on the ground into a stun.

Dune Village must not be able to go back, Mo Zhuoyu chose a direction opposite to the way he came.

During the flight, Mo Zhuoyu never sobered up the mortals on the magic weapon, although saving people was a convenient thing, but she didn't want to get into trouble because of it.

Two days later, the flying magic weapon came out of the desert, and Mo Zhuoyu stopped in a remote place.

Bringing the mortals down from the magic weapon, Mo Zhuoyu sprinkled a little spiritual rain made of wounded medicine on everyone. Seeing that the bodies of the people on the ground were gradually recovering, she stopped staying, put away the magic weapon, and flew away from here.

This is a completely strange world, Mo Zhuoyu's injuries are not light now, and she does not dare to go to crowded places easily. So now her priority is to find a hidden place to heal.

The scorching sun illuminated the yellow earth with cracks. The low plants on the ground hung their branches, and Mo Zhuoyu walked through for a while before stopping at the back of a mound.

A defensive array was drawn in the air, and Mo Zhuoyu sat down against the mound.

First clean the wounds on the surface of the body thoroughly, and then Mo Zhuoyu began to treat the injuries in his body.

The meridians in the body, in the fight just now, fluctuated again and became more and more serious.

Mo Zhuoyu swallowed the healing pill before he began to run the exercises. Turn the spiritual power and carefully nourish the scars on the meridians.

The serious injury made Mo Zhuoyu's movements very slow, and the meridians could only be recuperated one by one. Time passed, and the sky outside became dark and bright, bright and dark. I don't know how many days and nights have passed, and Mo Zhuoyu finally warmed up the meridians completely. However, the damage suffered by Jin Dan, without the corresponding healing pill, could not be solved in a moment.

However, as long as it is not right for the Jindan monk, this injury will not affect her movements. Mo Zhuoyu got up and put away his formation and left this place.

If you want to heal your injuries completely, you must go to the place where the monks gather to find a way. After disguising her cultivation as a foundation monk, she flew away to a crowded place.

Two days later, Mo Zhuoyu looked at the city gate in the distance and gradually stopped.

The bloody sand on the city gate left the city in a few big words, so that she stood still, and did not dare to rush forward.

The bloody aura in the city, coupled with the few evil cultivators encountered in the desert, made Mo Zhuoyu have a bad premonition.

This can't be a gathering place for cultists, right?

Quietly hiding his figure, Mo Zhuoyu silently watched the movement at the city gate. At the huge city gate, except for the two Qi cultivators who were guarding it, they rarely saw anyone coming.

There were very few single mortals among the people who came in and out, and they generally followed the monk and were supposed to be the monk's slaves.

The monks who came and went, as Mo Zhuoyu expected, were full of evil qi all over their bodies, and they knew at a glance that they were not normal monks.

Mo Zhuoyu pondered for a moment and took out the storage bags of several monks he had collected in the desert. Dig out everything inside before dressing yourself up as a monk.

After looking up and down to make sure that there was nothing missing, Mo Zhuoyu walked out of the hidden place and walked towards the city gate.