"Second uncle, kill him!"

Su Zhi said coldly, "This kid definitely doesn't have any backstage, if he has a background, why does he need to join the Chu family as a guest!"

"This guy is pretending to be a deceitful person and wants to deceive us and make us have some scruples!"

The middle-aged man in the ink robe didn't make a move immediately, and scolded majestically: "I have my own judgment, I don't need you to teach me to do things!"

Then, he looked at Mo Wudao, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Since Your Excellency has no background, then... I don't know if Your Excellency, if you are willing, join my Su family, the treatment that my Su family can give is definitely better than the Chu family, with your talent and cultivation, you can even become a family descendant with a foreign surname and enter the core of power. ”

The second uncle of the Su family actually recruited it.

Su Zhijunlang twitched slightly, becoming extremely ugly, but because of the second uncle's previous scolding, he didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Wudao also looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise, then shook his head and said, "I don't have a hobby of being a slave to others·······"

But I was thinking, aren't you here to find trouble?

Why don't you do it!

If you don't do it, how can I fight back with peace of mind!

"Young man, don't you toast and don't eat and drink, although your talent is good, and you have already survived the four or nine heavenly tribulations at a young age, but you don't forget that in this world, geniuses often die before they grow up. ”

"That's my choice!"

Mo Wudao snorted coldly, and then frowned: "If you want to fight, you can fight, if you don't fight, don't stop, I'm going back to watch the game!"

With that, he walked out.

The people around all looked at the middle-aged man in the ink robe, waiting for his order.

"Second uncle!"

Su Zhi shouted anxiously, but he didn't dare to step forward, the other party was a cultivator who had returned to the virtual realm, and he stepped forward to deliver food.

The middle-aged man in the ink robe had a calm face, and waved his hand to let a few people get out of the way, indicating that he could not afford the conflict.

Mo Wudao pursed his lips in some disappointment and swaggered out of the encirclement.

Suddenly, at the moment when Mo Wudao flew past the right side of the middle-aged man in the ink robe, the second uncle of the Su family suddenly made a move and slammed his palm into Mo Wudao's chest.

With the mana that destroys the world and destroys the world, if it is true, if it is not killed, it will be seriously injured!

"Bang!"

A dazzling sword light suddenly lit up in front of everyone's eyes, and the fierce sword qi blew people's faces with some pain.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only this sword!

The entire sky was pierced by this sword aura.

"Ahh

The middle-aged man in the ink robe screamed miserably, and the right palm that sneaked up on Mo Wudao had already left his body, and he was cut off by Mo Wudao with a sword.

Mo Wudao held his sword and floated in the air, maintaining a very suitable position with the Su family, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I already knew that you would sneak attack if you were shameless!"

"Good boy!"

The middle-aged man in the ink robe also turned dark on his face, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

He looked down at the broken arm, trying to grow a new one, but found that there was still a trace of sword qi hindering the mana's repair of the arm.

This kid's sword qi actually carried sword intent, making him unable to grow his arms back in a short period of time.

"You're a sword cultivator?"

"Hehe, my sword is okay!"

Mo Wudao gently stroked the sword body and sneered: "I see that your left hand is gone, only one right hand, which is a little uncoordinated, otherwise, I am working hard and cutting off this useless right hand for you!"

"Don't worry, my doctor is benevolent and doesn't charge money!"

Mo Wudao smiled, the long sword rolled, this time, he took the initiative.

"Bold!"

"Second uncle, save me!"

Su Zhi's face turned pale with fright, and he dodged behind the middle-aged man in the ink robe.

The second uncle of the Su family raised his eyebrows, "You don't want to underestimate this seat." ”

As he spoke, his mouth opened, and a golden light shot out of his mouth, and the golden light suddenly surged in the air, turning into a fire dragon, with a mighty momentum, and a huge dragon claw, which grabbed Mo Wudao fiercely.

"Carving insect skills, don't take it out to show ugliness!"

The purple bamboo sword in Mo Wudao's hand turned, and thousands of sword qi slashed towards the fire dragon.

Jingle Bell!

The purple bamboo sword collided with the dragon claw, and there was a sound of gold and jade, Mo Wudao frowned slightly, the dragon claw of this fire dragon was actually a real thing, not a simple incarnation of spiritual power.

"Roar!"

A dragon groan, resounding through the heavens and the earth, the fire dragon suddenly opened its mouth wide, and swallowed Mo Wudao in one bite.

Then, it turned into a golden ancient bell and stood in the void.

Around the ancient clock, there is a dragon-shaped phantom, just like a real dragon.

"The second master is amazing!"

"This Zhenlong Bell is worthy of being the best spiritual weapon, a master of returning to the virtual realm, and if you say suppression, you will suppress it!"

Su Zhi saw that Mo Wudao was suppressed by the second uncle's Zhenlong Zhong, and immediately jumped out from behind the middle-aged man in the ink robe with joy, and a cruel smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"Mo Wudao, look at you, my second uncle's town dragon bell, even the dragon can suppress it, you just wait for death inside! Wait for the dragon soul on the dragon bell, drain your spiritual power, turn your essence blood into pure energy, and completely refine your soul... I see how arrogant you are!"

The face of the middle-aged man in the ink robe was not so relaxed.

With a gloomy face, he landed on a boulder, sat down cross-legged, and stretched out his remaining left hand, and the thick mana continued to pour into the dragon bell.

"Second uncle, is there any problem?"

"That kid is still resisting inside, I'm going to kill him completely!"

The middle-aged man in the ink robe looked a little nervous, and the Zhenlong Zhong also began to tremble from a distance, as if he wanted to break free from the master's control.

The smile on Su Zhi's face froze, and he also became nervous.

"This kid, what is the way to come from, he actually got to the Array Dragon Bell, and he can still resist? Could it be that he has already broken through the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Impossible! With my mana, if he is a master in the middle stage of returning to the Void Realm, he can't use the Zhenlong Bell to lock him up at all, it must be that this little guy has used some forbidden technique. ”

The second uncle of the Su family looked uncertain, gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly: "The old man doesn't believe it, he can't suppress your juniors who haven't grown any hair, even if you are a genius, you have to die for me!"

"Poof!"

The middle-aged man in the ink robe took out a mouthful of blood and spit on the golden ancient bell!

The golden light on the Zhenlong Bell suddenly flourished, and the shaking also weakened slightly.

Inside the Zhenlong Bell, it was a different scene, Mo Wudao looked at the place he was in, the existence of a space cage, the fire dragon wandered in the space, constantly impacting him!

And he also felt the bursts of suction coming from all around, wanting to suck away his mana!

And there was a wave of dizziness in my head, and it seemed that I was about to lose consciousness!!

"It actually has the function of attacking the original god!"

Mo Wudao was a little surprised, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "This Zhenlong Bell, I want it!"