To be on the safe side, Mo Zhuoyu still stayed on the periphery for a few more days. The body has completely healed because of the injuries suffered by the city lord of Shali City. On this day, as soon as the sky became brighter, Mo Zhuoyu put away his formation, got up and left the hive.

It's been such a long time, and the city lord of Shali City should have already left Death Valley, regardless of success or failure. Mo Zhuoyu no longer dodged, and began to walk towards the valley of death.

The closer he got to the inner perimeter, the slower and slower Mo Zhuoyu's speed became. Third-grade demon beasts have begun to appear here, and the demon beasts in Death Valley are extremely cunning, and Mo Zhuoyu must be very careful every step he takes.

In the dim sky, there was a sudden fluttering sound. A flock of grey-beaked crows swept through the air in a panic, leaving behind one or two crow feathers that might have fallen from their rapid flight.

Mo Zhuoyu raised his hand slightly, took the crow feather that floated in front of him, and stared deeply into the direction where the gray-beaked crow was flying.

Although the grey-beaked crow was only a first-order demon beast, its huge population and sharp long beak made most third-grade demon beasts dare not provoke easily. This is also the reason why they dare to live in the inner perimeter of Death Valley as a first-class demon beast.

What happened now, which actually made them flee in such a panic? Mo Zhuoyu had all kinds of speculations in his heart for a while.

However, in an instant, she put aside her thoughts and moved on. Speculation is just speculation after all, there are so many things happening in Death Valley every day, and she doesn't have the energy to check them one by one, so it's more important to continue to look for the traces of the Pivot Golden Grass now.

Mo Zhuoyu walked more carefully this time, and the spiritual power in his hand was ready at any time, as long as there was any movement, he could immediately attack.

Along the dark and damp place, Mo Zhuoyu walked forward again for nearly a quarter of an hour, and she stopped abruptly.

The land ahead, the strong smell of blood, the moist land, and the messy wild grass all show that this place has just experienced a great war. The battlefield seems to have been cleaned up, but from some faint traces around it, it can still be seen that this is definitely not something that the demon beast can leave.

Mo Zhuoyu's mind turned, and he immediately wanted to fly away.

Unexpectedly, a long black chain suddenly emerged from the ground and quickly wound towards her body.

Mo Zhuoyu was taken aback, and his body immediately left the ground and flew quickly into the air.

The chains on the ground were in hot pursuit, clinging to Mo Zhuoyu's footsteps, constantly rising.

The dark chains reflected a faint light in the air, and the thick smell of blood made people inevitably have bad guesses.

Mo Zhuoyu kept flying upwards while his divine sense kept sweeping around. The enemy didn't know where to hide, and Mo Zhuoyu hadn't even found a trace of him since he had just walked over to the present.

Thinking of where he was now, Mo Zhuoyu took out the soul banner from the storage bag. With a slight dance in his hand, a thick black smoke instantly followed Mo Zhuoyu's feet and counterattacked towards the chain.

The black smoke was like a living thing, firmly entangled in the flying chains, causing its forward speed to stagnate for an instant.

Mo Zhuoyu got a chance to breathe, and a spiritual power in his hand slammed into the entangled chain, knocking it to the ground.

But Mo Zhuoyu did not let his guard down, and still remained in mid-air, constantly looking for hidden enemies.

Suddenly, the damp earth suddenly exploded, and the gray smoke instantly turned the dim sky even darker.

Mo Zhuoyu's constantly rotating gaze suddenly froze, but his face made a look of shock. In order to avoid the smoke, the body constantly dodges in the air. 258

A swarthy chain, at some point, came behind her again. Mo Zhuoyu didn't realize it suddenly, his body was still dodging, and his hands were even more venting, attacking the ground indiscriminately.

The dark chains, the power getting closer and closer, finally silently wrapped around Mo Zhuoyu's body. At this time, Mo Zhuoyu suddenly woke up and began to struggle constantly, and kept pulling the chains in his hands, trying to escape.

However, I don't know what material the dark chain is made of, and the more force Mo Zhuoyu uses in his hand, the tighter the chain on his body will be wrapped. Moreover, the thick chains were like sharp blades, drawing blood on Mo Zhuoyu's body.

In the gloom, the struggling figure gradually became slower and slower, and there was more and more blood on the ground. Finally, with a bang, a figure fell heavily to the ground.

The people in the shadows waited for a while, and saw that there was no more movement, before finally getting out of the ground. Smiling, he came to the figure on the ground.

"Little Chain, you are really lucky today, you actually ate two great supplements in a row!"

The doting smile on the lips of the person who came suddenly stiffened when he saw the figure on the ground.

I saw that there was still a person on the ground, and in the dark chains, a gray stone was tied at some point. At this moment, the stone and the chain remained quietly on the ground, as if mocking the arrogant comer.

Knowing the plan, the person who came immediately turned around and was about to flee.

But Mo Zhuoyu didn't let him leave, and the trapping array that had been arranged immediately was launched, trapping him firmly in it.

Slowly flying down from the air, Mo Zhuoyu couldn't help but smile slightly as he looked at the people who were constantly struggling in the trapped formation.

It is worthy of the magic power of the Illusion Sect, this is made out of nothing, although it is not really possible to create something out of nothing now, but it is more than enough to deal with this kind of small monk in the foundation building period.

However, although she was transformed into her own form with stones, if she was really trapped in chains, the fate would not be much better than that of the illusion. This person is just building a foundation and cultivating, and he actually has this strength, which really surprised Mo Zhuoyu.

At this moment, the people in the formation are still attacking, trying to break out of the formation.

However, Mo Zhuoyu used the Jin Dan cultivation to lay out the trapped formation, how could he break through it as a small foundation building monk. All the struggles were in vain.

Although this person's ability was a little peculiar, Mo Zhuoyu didn't want to leave his life, and raised his hand to prepare to give him the final blow.

At this time, the people in the formation, who had been blocked from sight, seemed to suddenly sense the danger, suddenly stopped the movements in their hands, knelt down and began to beg for mercy.

"The seniors spared their lives, the seniors spared their lives, the little ones who didn't know Taishan disturbed the seniors, and they were willing to become the soul slaves of the seniors, hoping that the seniors could bypass the small life. ”

When Mo Zhuoyu heard this, he was slightly puzzled by the soul slave in his mouth, but he was not ready to stop. The autumn water nail in his hand has already flown out, and it is about to fall into the formation in an instant.

"Senior, the little one is born with a keen sense of spirit and can help you find any spiritual object!"

The people in the array, seeing the Qiushui nails getting closer and closer, shouted quickly, their eyes staring closely at the direction where Mo Zhuoyu was.

As soon as his words fell, twelve autumn water nails, lined up in a diamond shape, suddenly stopped in front of his eyes.