"Master brother, don't worry too much, if you really can't suppress it, the Xuan Sect or the Demon Sect will definitely call out the old ancestor of the Seven Tribulations or Eight Tribulations in the sect!"

Aya'er comforted.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wudao remembered that there was also a big master on the side of Enlightenment Mountain!

If this monster escapes, it will definitely become a scourge to the Xiuzhen Realm or the entire Xiuzhen Continent, and that ancestor will not die without help.

"Hee-hee······ The master's brother, the eye was a little unexpectedly discovered. ”

"What discovery?"

"That Netherworld Young Sect Master and some of the elites of the Hell Gate dug a hole and ran away!"

A touch of coldness flashed in Mo Wudao's eyes, "If you want the golden cicada to come out of its shell and make a comeback in another place, with me, how can I let you get your wish." ”

Mo Wudao and Senior Brother Chiba snorted.

Directly dodged and left the battlefield.

Now that the masters of the Hell Gate are all suppressed in place, Chiba is not worried that his junior brother is in danger alone, but he has not stopped it.

Mo Wudao flew all the way to the south according to Aya'er's instructions.

In order to surprise the other party, he also hid his breath all the way, and after a while, nearly fourteen figures appeared in his divine sense.

Including the Netherworld Young Sect Master, the ten young people were all cultivators in the merger period.

The other four are all one of them.

This is a very elite team.

Each of the ten young men was no more than three hundred years old.

As long as they are or, the Gates of Hell will definitely be able to make a comeback.

"Under such a tight lockdown, it is really capable of letting them find a chance to escape. ”

Mo Wudao sighed a little in his heart.

It is more than a hundred miles away from the dungeon, and the speed of these fifteen rao is very fast, and the road is very low-key, and all traces of whereabouts have been eliminated very professionally.

If it weren't for the eyes, Mo Wudao would not have been able to catch these fifteen people.

"The distance is still a little close, and if you shoot now, for example, it will attract countless attention. ”

Mo Wudao pondered.

These fifteen people, but the hope for the future of the Hell Gate, they must have a huge amount of resources carrying the Hell Gate, if they attract other masters, then they will be part-time.

"Brother master, you are so angry!"

After Aya'er knew Mo Wudao's thoughts, she complained, and Mo Wudao smiled faintly, "I'm managing my finances, and I can collect a reasonable amount of luck!"

"That's right, we have paid so much, and we can't be with the coalition forces, no, there is no credit. ”

Aya'er also found a sufficient reason for Mo Wudao.

The two were a little embarrassed.

In this way, Mo Wudao hid his figure and hung leisurely behind these fifteen people.

These fifteen people are really extremely cautious.

Along the way, I changed my line, changed my clothes, changed my appearance, and even my breath changed many times.

If it weren't for the general follow-up from God's perspective all the way, Mo Wudao would even have some doubts that he was following the wrong person.

"It's no wonder that this Hell Gate has been able to be inherited for hundreds of thousands of years under the encirclement and suppression of so many forces!" Mo Wudao was a little appreciative.

"Haha, a fight with the master's brother!"

"But the word is different, and they must die today. ”

This way followed, and it was nearly a thousand miles away from the battlefield, and it took fifteen people to stop a little and rest a little.

The ten generations are okay, and the four scattered demons who have been protecting them all the way are really a little tired.

Mo Wudao estimated the surrounding situation, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Quietly approaching, in an area of five miles around the fifteen people, a formation was arranged to hide this area.

And the Hell Gate monks, who were resting, also noticed that something was wrong.

"It's not good, we seem to be being targeted, and the aura has changed somewhat!"

One of them scattered demons, and he probed with his empty hands, feeling the subtle spiritual power changes in the air.

"Withdraw!"

Fourteen people got up again, and a scattered demon directly threw out a superb spiritual weapon, and when it was thrown in front of it, no matter what obstacles were in front of it, it could be broken in an instant!

But his idea is good!

It's a pity that he met Mo Wudao, who has now mastered a trace of spatial rules!

With a stroke of his virtual hand, he directly cracked a space in front of him, and rolled the awl-like magic weapon into it.

"Who!"

Ten generations formed a formation, in the middle, and the four demon scattering masters also took out magic weapons one after another, protecting them in four directions.

Mo Wudao pasted the last spirit rune and threw the tower into the array.

The space within a radius of five miles was all shrouded in the Zheng of the Formation Enchantment

"Netherworld Young Sect Master, why are you in such a hurry to leave!"

Mo Wudao walked through the air with a smile and appeared in front of the fourteen people.

"Spirit... Linglan Demon Lord!"

Everyone's faces changed drastically, especially the Netherworld Young Sect Master, who showed a terrified look in his eyes, and the four Demon Scattering Protectors also showed a touch of despair.

This young man in front of you!

is older than all of them, but in terms of cultivation and strength, ten hundred, they are not the opponents of the other party!

"Young Sect Master, the four of us will burn our souls later, desperately stop each other, you smash the teleportation charm, how many can escape, count a few ·······"

A scattered demon directly transmitted the message to the ten young people behind him.

For the sake of the temple's legacy, they were ready to sacrifice.

The ten generations, their faces were as usual, and their palms were each with an extra teleportation talisman.

The same escape treasure as the teleportation talisman given to Mo Wudao by Bai Zhiyan of the Bai family before, the Hell Gate has been inherited for so many years, and there is still some inventory.

Before, in the dungeon, because the space was destroyed and unstable by the two factions of scattered immortals and scattered demons, they could not use the teleportation rune directly in the dungeon.

But here, though this formation blocks off this area.

Teleportable charms, killing can be teleported.

"Master, brother, they have teleportation talismans in their hands. ”

It's a pity that the ten people thought that Mo Wudao didn't notice the action, but they could escape Mo Wudao's perception, but they couldn't escape the detection of the intelligent Ji Aya'er.

"Got it!"

The corners of Mo Wudao's mouth hooked up a sneer, hooking the dantian, the power of the incomplete sword world, and the majestic power of the earth was lowered.

Cover all fourteen of them!

Directly make everyone unable to move!

"It's so strong!"

The faces of the four Demon Protectors were extremely ugly, and their eyes suddenly turned red, directly burning the essence blood and even the soul of their whole body.

The aura on his body suddenly increased, and he fought desperately, borrowing no skyrocketing mana, shaking the restraints of Lin's coercion.

"Oh!"

Mo Wudao still had a faint smile on his face, without any accident or worry, and the fingers of his right hand flicked and flicked, and four white sword qi slashed across the horizon.

Break through the aura, break through the space, and slash through the necks of the four scattered demons!

Crush!

Totally crushed!

Even if the four of them burned their essence blood, burned their souls, and skyrocketed their mana, in the face of Mo Wudao, they still didn't have the slightest strength to struggle.

"Click!"

Ten crisp rune shattering sounds also sounded at the same time.

But ten white rays of light shrouded it!

Shi Rao's figure did not disappear, still standing in place, but the endless spatial pressure pressed the ten people from all directions.