"It's a bit of a fluke!" Looking at the spirit clan whose body dissipated in front of him, Mo He couldn't help but secretly say a fluke in his heart.

The spirit clan he met was really extraordinary, this spirit clan should be cultivating the way of light, the speed is very fast, and the other party's combat experience is also very rich, although I don't know why the form will look like that, but I have to say that the strength of this spirit clan is really strong.

Mo He was able to successfully kill this spirit clan, on the one hand, because of his own strength and experience, and on the other hand, there were some luck factors.

The two puppets he controlled, Mo He wanted to hide the smaller one behind the wooden shield at first, and then instantly get close to get the first opportunity, but the ghost made the god worse, Mo He finally did not choose to do this, but restrained his breath, hid beside the larger puppet, and even gave up a chance to attack, which made the last blow kill.

Of course, the price Mo He paid was not small to get this one-hit kill, at least the two puppets he controlled, one of which was completely damaged, but fortunately, the opponent killed it, and the loss of this puppet was worth it.

Mo He didn't sigh for long in his heart, killed this spirit clan, and saw that after the square body was scattered, there was no core left, and all the things stored in the other party's storage space now fell out of the storage space with the death of the other party, Mo He quickly put these things away, including the remains of his own puppet, Mo He also put them away.

After packing up his things, Mo He did not continue to stay in the starry sky, but chose to return.

Now that he only has this puppet left, relying on this puppet alone, and then wanting to fight against the spirit clan who rushed in, Mo He felt that he had no chance of winning, so he simply returned first, and pocketed the loot that had just arrived, and then said, now in this situation, there is no need to rush to the battlefield of the empty star field in front of him, in the star field of the human race, Mo He feels that he can take action in person.

When the remaining puppet of Mo He returned to the star where Mo He was located, Mo He took the loot obtained by the puppet, and then placed the puppet on the star, and his body turned into a ray of light and flew directly to the starry sky in front of him.

Han Feng had told Mo He before that if he wanted to grow rapidly in this star field, the best way was to experience the battle himself.

Mo He agreed with Han Feng's statement, but he felt that he didn't need to be in a hurry now, he could wait until his cultivation continued to improve, and when it was time to do so, he would go to the battlefield in person.

I have to say that Mo He's personality is still relatively cautious, and he is not like Jian Xiu, who always maintains an indomitable fighting spirit, but at this time, some spirit clans have already rushed into the star field of the human race, if they dare not fight with them in person at this time, it is not cautious, but a little timid.

Not long after Mo He left the star where he was, he felt that a battle seemed to be taking place on a star in front of him, so Mo He did not hesitate and rushed directly towards the star in front of him.

At this time, there is no such thing as grabbing the opponent, the foreign race rushed into the star field of the human race, and it should have been attacked in groups, no matter whose opponent he is, just go and kill it together.

Before Mo He could reach the star that was now fighting, all of a sudden, he felt that the movement of the battle in front of him suddenly stopped, which made Mo He suddenly have a bad premonition in his heart, because in his sense, a breath disappeared, and the breath left behind did not seem to be the breath of the human race.

After about a dozen breaths, Mo He then felt the battle in front of him again, and Mo He quickly approached the place of battle.

As the distance narrowed, Mo He saw that on a star, a human immortal was fighting with a spirit race, and the star where the two were standing was already a little broken, and it had obviously been destroyed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo He accelerated closer to the star, and at the same time, the two sides who were fighting on that star also sensed Mo He's approach at the same time.

For the Terran immortal among them, his heart was naturally ecstatic at this time, but for the one on the Spirit Clan's side, what he felt at that time was pressure.

This Spirit Clan could feel that the Terran Immortals who came this time were different from the ones who were fighting with him in front of him and the ones who had been killed by him, and the Mo River that was approaching brought him even more pressure, which made him secretly vigilant in his heart.

And at this moment, a blue light fell from the starry sky, the speed was lightning fast, the sound was as fast as thunder, and the target was directly aimed at the spirit clan.

Such a fast and ruthless blow naturally made this spirit clan who was fighting not dare to take it hard, but the human race immortal who was fighting with him would not let him escape easily, so of course he had to do everything he could to block the movement of the spirit clan in front of him.

In the end, a spirit clan struggled to carry the blow of the immortal who was fighting with him in front of him, and he managed to dodge the blow that fell from the starry sky.

Seeing that cyan light falling on the stars at his feet, the stars under his feet shook violently, and at the same time blasted out a huge pit, even if this spirit clan was injured at the moment, he was very glad that he had chosen to bear the blow of the immortal who was fighting in front of him, what he paid was the price of injury, but if he took that blow, what he needed to bear might be the price of death.

After glancing at the direction where the blue light fell, this spirit clan was also very decisive, and turned around and prepared to run, but before he could leave the stars under his feet, Mo He's figure appeared in front of him.

Looking at the Mo River that appeared in front of him, the spirit clan in front of him immediately knew that it was impossible for him to escape, since he couldn't escape, this spirit clan was not ready to do a senseless struggle, his body that was originally like starlight condensed emitted a dazzling light at this time, and the aura on his body began to climb rapidly, and it became very violent and dangerous, and there was a feeling that it would explode at any time.

Seeing this scene, the immortal who was originally fighting with this Spirit Clan hurriedly said to Mo He: "Be careful, Daoist friends, the Spirit Clan is about to explode in front of you!"

Hearing this, Mo He quickly changed a few spells in his hand, and a withered immortal light shot out from his hand and fell directly on the body of the spirit clan, instantly covering his body with a layer like dead wood.

The spirit clan, who was originally about to self-detonate, had a violent aura on his body, and was suppressed at this moment, although the aura in his body did not completely dissipate, it seemed that his self-detonation had been stopped.

Under the ground, a blue-black light shot out, as fast as lightning, hitting the spirit clan in front of him, shattering his body, and then flying back to Mo He's hand, it was Mo He's black jade bamboo staff.

"Dao friendly means!" Seeing that Mo He stopped the spirit clan's self-detonation and easily killed it, the human race immortal who was originally fighting with this spirit clan said to Mo He with a slight hint of admiration in his voice.

"He's at the end of his crossbow, it's not troublesome to clean up, Daoyou has won the prize!" Mo He glanced at the immortal and said to the other party.

He is not all modest, this spirit clan should have killed a Terran immortal first, the consumption should not be small, and he was injured by the Terran immortal in front of him, his state is naturally worse, and it is really easier to clean it up.

This immortal is also a cultivator in the middle stage of the True Immortal Realm, and his strength is not too weak, but this spirit clan is obviously stronger.

After the death of this spirit race, he also did not leave a core, so his belongings also fell out of the storage space after his death.

As soon as Mo He stretched out his hand, he gathered all these items, and casually divided them into two parts, put away one of them himself, and placed the other one in front of the immortal in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, these things ......!" The immortal just wanted to excuse himself, but saw that Mo He's body had turned into a ray of light and left the star.

In the Spirit Race Star Field, Zi Chen looked at the Terran Star Field opposite, and there seemed to be two nebulae in his eyes that were constantly rotating, and the purple nebula at the center of his eyebrows also seemed to be rotating slowly.

Suddenly, a smile flashed slightly on Zichen's originally expressionless face, and he muttered to himself: "In the end, it is the reincarnation of the innate gods, even when he is weak, it is not comparable to other people in the same realm, but, unfortunately, it seems that he is not an old friend who knows him, then next, you can ask for more blessings yourself!"

As soon as the whispering voice fell, Zichen's left hand slowly raised, and in his hand, a purple-golden light continued to condense, and then, it turned into a not too big scroll, floating in his palm.

Zichen glanced at the scroll in his hand, the aura on his body gradually began to rise, and the scroll floating in his hand slowly unfolded.

When the scroll unfolds, what appears on it is an image of a moving star field.

One of the stars, as if they were real, is delicate in the painting, and even the small textures are very clear, this picture scroll does not look like a painting, but like the entrance to another star field.

The scroll that had been spread out floated in Zichen's hand, and as the breath on his body was released, the trajectories of the stars on this painting seemed to speed up a few points, and at the border of the two races, whether it was the spirit race or the human race, all the stars were emitting dazzling brilliance at this moment.

Mo He, who had just left the star and was looking for his next opponent, suddenly stopped in the starry sky, and his eyes immediately turned to the direction of the Spirit Clan, he already felt that the powerful man in the Spirit Clan was ready to make a move!