"Please also ask the young master to be the master of the old slave. Lou Wuxuan bowed to the ground, and his tone was quite sad.

"What's going on?"

"The grandson of the old slave was killed. ”

Xiao Fatzi frowned and waved his hand, motioning for him to solve it himself.

Hometown is just a nominal title, and the people in the Inland Sea do not care about the power of the Outer Sea, in their eyes, the Outer Sea is just a base for transporting talents to the Inland Sea, and it is dispensable.

Even if the open sea is destroyed, the inland sea will still not be damaged.

Lou Wuxuan bowed, turned around and walked out of the main hall.

His Royal Highness's disciple bowed twice and followed Lou Wuxuan out of the main hall.

"What's going on?"

"Today, the young master was killed by a thief in front of the Lingdan Pavilion. ”

"A bunch of waste, even my grandson can't protect it, what do you want to do!"

Lou Wuxuan flicked his sleeves lightly, stepped on a flying sword and disappeared into the sky.

In the sky, Lou Wuxuan took out the pill given by Xiao Fatzi, Jin Dan, hehe, with a sneer, the pill in his hand turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

faintly looked at the thin worm line exposed in the pill, which was put away by Lou Wuxuan.

The white hair in the face of the strong wind fluttered with the wind, and his face was expressionless without the slightest anger.

The flying sword under his feet whistled in the wind, leaving an empty stream of blood and qi scattered with the wind.

......

"Ahem, ahem!"

"Ninth Elder, can you tell me where the spirit stone is now?"

Mo Xiaoxiao played with the ink-colored flying knife that he got out of nowhere, and the strange aura surrounded him, making him shudder.

Looking down at the Nine Elders who were seriously injured on the ground, spitting blood from their mouths.

Chu Hao struggled for a moment, and finally gave up.

The spiritual power in his body is turbulent, his muscles and veins are broken, and his five internal organs are displaced, and now he can still speak, all of which are supported by his cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation.

It's been a long time since I've been injured this badly, when was the last time?

Looking at the unfamiliar face in front of him, his dark and deep eyes, he knew that the chance of him being able to get out today was too small.

With his strength, although he can't beat the foundation building monk, if he wants to run, the ordinary foundation building monk can't do anything about him.

But now it seems that everything is because he overestimated himself.

The person in front of him was by no means a foundation building monk, but his strength was not inferior by half a point, and he even had a hint of being stronger.

Tianjiao!

"Hehe, I'll give it to you!"

Chu Hao let out a helpless wry smile.

It has been decades since he joined the Mixed Yuan Sect, and it has been more than ten years since he joined the Mixed Yuan Sect, and he wanted to rely on the resources of the Mixed Yuan Sect to break through the foundation in one fell swoop and increase his life span for a hundred years.

But what did you get in exchange for decades? It was just a close death.

Everything is a paper tiger in the face of death, he is not stupid, of course he knows how to choose.

Chu Hao threw out a storage bag, and Mo Xiaoxiao grabbed it and put it into the Hongmeng Palace.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao was still looking at him with an unchanged face, Chu Hao's face was gloomy, revealing a trace of helplessness.

took out a scroll of animal skin from his bosom and threw it to Mo Xiaoxie.

"This should be enough to save my life. ”

Well?

Mo Xiaoxie raised his eyebrows, and a trace of doubt flashed, animal skin?

With the animal skin left by the old man, he still has some expectations for the animal skin.

It is rumored that thousands of years ago, everything and history were animal skins, and the animal skin itself was a heavy treasure.

Mo Xiaoye took the animal skin and looked at it, there were very few characters on the animal skin, but there were many lines, it seemed to be a map.

"Check!"

"The five-grade demon beast swallows the skin of the cloud beast, records the map of Hidden Fog Island, and transforms the relics of the monks. ”

An incomparably clear map unfolded in his mind, and Mo Xiaoye looked at the map with a slight distraction.

There is an urge to return to Spirit Beast Island now.

When he retracted his mind, he felt a cold light flickering in front of him, and it hit his neck directly.

The dazzling cold light couldn't help but make Mo Xiaoxie close his eyes slightly.

The animal skin in his hand instantly blocked the neck in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

A loud sound like a twilight drum and morning bell reached his ears, and his mind was confused.

I felt a burst of saltiness in my mouth, my chest sank, and the blood in my mouth spurted into a bloody mist.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Rubbing his hoarse throat, he looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, and his eyes shrank brightly.

And it's still in the middle of foundation building!

One of the four elders of the Mixed Yuan Sect!

Most likely, it's the Four Elders!

"But you killed my grandson?"

Mo Xiaoye smiled coldly, threw out three large potatoes, turned around and ran.

"Boom!"

A loud sound directly turned the Spirit Pill Pavilion into ashes, and Chu Hao, who was still glad that he had survived, turned into dust.

Mo Xiaoxie, who ran out of thousands of meters away, missed a bloodthirsty smile, which was regarded as interest.

Entering an alley, taking off his bloody clothes and changing into a white shirt, the human skin mask on his face disappeared from the water streaks of water.

After dyeing the bloody clothes and turning them into black dust, they disappeared into the alley.

A young man on the street, curiously strolling through the streets, from time to time to take a look at the items on the street, and when he meets an interesting child, he stops for a while.

Like a curious baby.

After night fell, the young man returned to the Spirit Beast Pavilion with unfinished eyes.

Walking into the pavilion, he glanced behind him and smiled coldly.

Stepping on the third floor and looking at Lin Shan next to the bed, it was quite unpleasant.

"Young master!"

"Grandpa Lin, it doesn't have to be like this!"

Helping Lin Shan, who was about to kneel down again, showed a hint of helplessness.

"Can the young master be injured?"

"Hehe, Grandpa Lin rest assured!"

They looked at each other, smiled and nodded.

"Grandpa Lin, I'm afraid the Mixed Yuan Sect will have some tops, if you come, just drive it out. ”

"Old decay understands!"

The loss of an elder, a Dan Pavilion, and some miscellaneous items is still a bit cheap, but fortunately, it is only counted as interest.

Mo Xiaoye took out a storage bag, swept through his spiritual power, and was instantly stunned.

A pile of spirit stones was piled up like a hill, and there were at least a million spirit stones, as well as hundreds of bottles of various pills.

The value is almost more than two million.

There is such a thing in a Dan Pavilion of the Mixed Yuan Sect, so how rich should the Mixed Yuan Sect be?

Mo Xiaoye pursed his lips, it turned out that the gap between sects and sects was so big.

It seems that this interest is a bit heavy, but can it be sent back?

threw these things into the Hongmeng Palace, threw the storage bag he got from Old Man Lin on the table with disgust, and picked up the storage bag of the Mixed Yuan Sect and put it in his arms.

Mo Xiaoye touched his nose in embarrassment, it turned out that the storage bags were also divided into sizes.

...

Lou Wuxuan looked at the Lingdan Pavilion that had turned into ruins, and his face was gloomy and difficult.

Hit by his full strength, he only suffered a slight injury, and he was able to leave unhindered, when did such a character appear in the sea of rocks.

There are also three thunder shocks, which are so big.

There was no general ban on closing the city gates, and he was also a foundation building monk, even he was a little powerless, not to mention a group of crooked melons and cracked dates.

This person is bound to be killed, just not now.

And if there is an enmity with him in the Yuan Sect, this person will definitely appear again.

Ignoring the Dan Pavilion that had been reduced to ruins, he returned to the Mixed Yuan Sect.