In the next moment, Moluo moved, the Taoist priests moved, and the six Taoist priests flew up at the same time like a huge net to pounce on Moluo.

And although Moluo said that he moved, he did not swing his fanged sword and fly to meet the battle, but shook his head violently, grabbed the waist-length hair that flew up, and cut off all the long hair in the moment of swinging the knife.

When he backhanded again, all the broken hair in his hand had flown out, and the long hair turned into golden needles in the air and flew into the air.

The Taoist priests wielded their long swords and struggled to resist the oncoming countless golden needles, and the dense needle rain blocked the Taoist priests' coming, and the Taoist priests hurriedly waved their robe sleeves and retreated unsteadily, waiting for all the golden needles to fall into the soil, and then it looked that there were already three Taoist priests who had been hit by several golden needles to varying degrees and fell to the ground.

The smile on Mo Luo's lips is even stronger, that's enough!

She won't give the other party any chance, the moment the golden needle landed, she saw her figure burst up, flew towards the nearest Taoist priest, backhanded the fanged sword, and slashed at the opponent's waist, the Taoist priest saw this and hurriedly blocked the sword in front of him, trying to stop the blow, but imagination is always beautiful!

Boom!

The blades intersected, and after a crisp sound, the long sword in the Taoist priest's hand snapped, and his face was dazed before he could react before he was robbed of his life by the fanged sword.

If the fanged sword could be easily blocked, how could Moluo be willing to endure the pain of soul devouring?

This is what she wants, her Demon Lord's weapon!

As the Taoist priest fell backwards weakly, Moluo roared angrily: "Tao Ying!"

Moxiluo's offensive did not stop, and he raised his sword and slashed at the other two Taoist priests who attacked to the side with his backhand, and the knife fell in his hand, and blood splashed suddenly, and Moxiluo's voice became even higher-pitched: "Zi Xiansheng!" "Shiying!"

Then she slowly walked towards the three Taoist priests who had collapsed to the ground after being hit by the golden needle, and a cold and piercing killing intent flashed in her inky eyes.

She's using someone else's body!

It doesn't change the fact that she was once a demon lord!

Every strand of her soul still retains traces of ten thousand years of conquest of the Demon Domain!

Feng Yi won't let her kill, so what?!

Killing to stop killing is the way to live for the demon clan in front of you!

Moluo never knew kindness, no one wanted to escape the red flame anger from the demon realm, and with three wails, the eyes of the Taoist priests who didn't have time to close were fixed in the last moment of fear.

Mo Luo stood there, turning his head to look at the demons behind him with a sharp sword, and his tone was calm and resolute: "Zeng Biao, Cao Niu, Lai Cheng, this king will take you to live!"

Everything finally calmed down, and even the wind that blew again softened.

Mo Luo stood in the wind, the broken hair in his ears danced slightly, Cao Niu and Lai Cheng looked at her in a daze, and couldn't say a word with their mouths open.

And Zeng Biao sneered slightly with disdain on his face, his eyes were full of worry: "It's quite impassioned to look at, but can you wipe the blood from the corner of your mouth first." ”

Moxibustion: ......

The two guys who were extremely moved on the side almost laughed, and the surging emotions were incoherent in an instant......

As soon as Moxibustion Luo wanted to fight back, a mouthful of blood spurted into the air, and Zeng Biao instantly shouted in panic: "Hey! You ......"

Zeng Biao's worry and nervousness were not unreasonable, he knew very well what Moluo had just done, if it was easy to concentrate on his own cultivation, others would not have spent countless years cultivating magic weapons, Moxibustion Luo was really saving them with his life.

Mo Luo raised her hand and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her cuffs, she still insisted on refusing to fall, and slowly walked to their side, at this time Cao Niu and Lai Cheng were holding the rabbit demon in their arms, Mo Luo stood there and looked down at them, and when she saw the gentle ups and downs under the fluff of the rabbit demons, she was relieved,

Mo Luo clutched her chest, there was a strange burning heat where she was a little suffocated, she endured the discomfort and calmly glanced at everyone: "You can't die, right?"

Demons: ......

Zeng Biao rolled his eyes, this woman is really hard to say thank you! What kind of mouth is this? You ask tactfully, is it okay to ask questions?

Looking at Mo Luo's pale face, he frowned, and nodded lightly without arguing with her for the first time: "Don't worry, you can't die......" He glanced at her short hair as if he was deliberately mocking, "Sure enough, the appearance is supported by hair." ”

Lai Cheng and Cao Niu thanked them very sincerely.

"Boss, thank you for us. Lai Cheng said with a smile.

Cao Niu shouted innocently: "The boss is mighty! The boss is majestic!"

Mo Luo felt the burning pain in his chest even worse, so he simply sat down on the ground, and when he didn't hear anything, he asked in a deep voice, "Is there a way to cure their injuries?"

Zeng Biao's eyes were always staring at her pale cheeks, and he said with a strange expression: "We are all injured by magic weapons, and there should be no problem with the prescription given to the rabbit essence last time, but the rabbit essence is very seriously injured and can only be raised slowly, but fortunately, it seems that we can't lose our lives for the time being." And this peach essence ...... If you are relieved, you can try to bury it directly in the ground, and you may be able to live. ”

Buried in the ground?!

Moluo raised his eyebrows and looked at him in disbelief, even the little brothers who were listening next to him looked like they wanted to complain, the last time they used soil to treat their injuries, it was already very passing, and this will be buried directly in the soil...... This is no longer considered a healing injury, why is this a burial?

Zeng Biao confidently continued: "Don't look at Lao Tzu like this, this method was not thought up by Lao Tzu. It sounds strange, but this is what someone else told Lao Tzu. Didn't you see it last time I treated this peach essence? It was all said by that man, and it was quite effective, wasn't it?"

Moluo asked, "Who told you this?"

"It's said that don't look at Lao Tzu like this! Lao Tzu is very sober, and the method is that of an old man who looks very serious and speaks very shyly.

When Lao Tzu was injured and was dying, there happened to be an old man who came out of nowhere to help Lao Tzu treat his injuries, and before leaving, he told Lao Tzu the prescription, which was the prescription for the peach essence to treat the injury that day, and he said very well that the injury caused by the magic weapon has the fastest treatment effect. Lao Tzu believed his words and survived. The old man deliberately said something more at that time, 'If it is a wood spirit, add more soil from the source of the wood'. In addition, Shinto said that "if you meet a fate and will return to heaven, you will be saved by returning to the earth, and the earth will continue life when spring comes." At that time, Lao Tzu still felt strange, but now that I think about it, I am afraid that the old man is not a god. ”

Cao Niu and the others were stunned when they heard this, but Mo Luo squinted as if she thought of something, and she confirmed: "You said that old man is not serious?"

"Can smiling like a special bustard be considered serious?" Zeng Biao was angry when he thought of that old man, and he was angry when he treated his injuries, and he hated him ugly, which made him angry for a long time.

Hearing Zeng Biao's answer, Mo Luo had already vaguely guessed who the old man was, and she happened to know such a serious fairy who could predict the future and laugh!