"My brother only died at the hands of a so-called big sect in this realm, and if he was in the family realm, destroying his sect would only be a cover-up. It's ridiculous that nominally the younger brother of the family, but no one is willing to come forward to seek justice for him! Everything is still on his own, or on himself!hahaha~~"

The laughter that he had just stopped echoing again.

Chen San looked ahead, silent, as if there was nothing beside him, all the laughter and words were the sound of the nine heavens, and the wind passed by.

After a long time, the laughter finally stopped, and a jade slip suddenly appeared in the air, crossed an arc, and then disappeared again, and was caught in Chen San's hand.

Mo Zhiji's indifferent words sounded: "Mo and Brother Chen have said so much, it's just that Brother Chen's appearance is a little similar to my brother, that's all." This "Tiankui Ten Thousand Faces" disguise recipe was created by my father's family, and it is one of the tricks that Mo has the right to pass on to Brother Chen, and he has the right to be rewarded by Brother Chen for listening to Mo's many nonsense. ”

Chen San didn't push, took the jade and put it into the bag, and said indifferently in the same tone: "Brother Xie Mo." In this way, Brother Mo is going to stay here for a long time. ”

"Hmm. Mo Zhiji replied: "The family spirit realm is extremely far away from the spirit inheritance realm, if I want to go home, I really have to stay here for thousands of years." Fortunately, the cultivation resources of this spiritual realm are still quite rich, and they can quickly improve their cultivation to avenge Mo's brother, and they can also search for a lot of treasures. ”

"Go home ......"

Chen San muttered, with infinite melancholy in his voice.

Mo Chengji's many words aroused the monstrous waves in Chen San's heart, and Chen San did not show the slightest abnormality, but the word "go home" still hooked Chen San's thoughts.

"Brother Chen......?

Feeling the sadness in Chen San's words, Mo Cheng hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

"Coincidentally, Chen and Brother Mo are not far from each other, they are just poor people who have no home to return to. Unlike Brother Mo, Brother Mo may have to stay in this realm for a long time, but Chen can't afford to spend this time. Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Chen San replied indifferently.

"It seems that the "Tiankui Ten Thousand Faces" given by Mo to Brother Chen was given at the right time. Mo Zhiji chuckled.

Chen San didn't answer, his whole body breath converged, and his eyes were fixed on a woman, who suddenly appeared next to a tall boulder under a scorched tree on the opposite side of the avenue.

Mo Chengji was also like Chen San, no longer speaking, his eyes were fixed on the woman's every move.

After Shen Yueren, a woman in a gorgeous costume, suddenly appeared next to the boulder, her eyes swept over and over again, and she saw everything in all directions, and found nothing abnormal, so she raised her hand lightly and waved it slightly.

Shen Yueren raised his slender hand lightly and waved it less than twice, and under the rock wall not far from him, a group of people came out of nothing, and their figures slowly appeared.

There were as many as eleven people in the crowd, and one of them, an old man in a soap robe, with pale hair, a kind face, and a ruddy complexion, was rolling up a scroll of calligraphy and painting into his arms.

"Magic weapon!" When he saw the calligraphy and painting in the hand of the old man, he lost his voice.

Hearing this, Chen San frowned and did not answer.

After putting away the calligraphy and paintings, his lips moved together, and after a few orders, the six male and female monks behind him jumped in two directions to the left and right, and each found a hidden place to hide.

Then the old man led the rest of the people to Shen Yueren, who was waiting on the side, and whispered a few words, and then Shen Yueren walked to the boulder with a light tap, and raised his slender hand to grasp a recess on the cliff wall.

I didn't see how Shen Yueren moved, and the boulder beside him slowly moved to the other side, revealing a pitch-black cave with an entrance that was only human-high.

"Brother Mo, there are many people on the other side, and there is also a magic weapon to protect him, it seems that I have to avoid his front for the time being, and then make a plan and then make a plan. Mo said in a solemn tone.

"Hmm. Everything depends on ......" Chen San's voice stopped abruptly, but Mo Chengji beside him said quickly: "Brother Chen, go find Huang Dalong and they will come over, and Mo will hold it up first." ”

Chen San didn't answer, he directly put away the latent umbrella, took out the Wen Yu sword, and turned into a green mang with both feet and broke through the air.

Mo Zhiji, who showed his figure, formed a complicated handprint with his hands, and then his cheeks bulged, and a stream of inky black smoke erupted from his mouth.

The black smoke rolled, and the limbs broke out one by one as he writhed, and then the tail whip giant head, and in the blink of an eye, a black smoke fierce tiger that was three points larger than the one released when he first saw the Vajra Eagle appeared.

As soon as the black smoke fierce tiger Fang appeared, Mo Zhiji took out a roll of verdant bamboo slips, let go of his hands, and the bamboo slips floated in the air.

In the midst of a gloomy laugh, a ghost general wearing a gilded purple pattern armor walked out of the gray aura with a breathing aura and stood in the air in front of him.

In the end, Mo Zhiji took out a paper talisman with red characters on a yellow background, and the paper talisman seemed to be plain, only a trace of imperceptible pure and peaceful aura came out of it.

Mo Zhiji glued this talisman to his forehead, and then stood still, his eyes coldly staring at the old man in the group of people who were rushing quickly in front of him.

When Chen San and the two of them were about to retreat and plan to move again, they had already stepped into the cave and the old man in the sixtieth armor suddenly ran out of the hole, and then the old man threw out an object in his hand and fell in the air, and then quickly enlarged, which was the magic weapon of calligraphy and painting that the old man in the sixtieth armor did not know when to take it out again.

The old man and the others jumped on the calligraphy and painting one after another, and under the full control of the old man, they quickly swept in the direction of Chen San's and the others.

The speed of calligraphy and painting is amazing, Mo Zhiji instantly knew that it was impossible for the two of them to escape the pursuit of the other party, and immediately decided to let Chen San return first to summon people to fight, and he was ready to stop the other party from escaping.

The old man in the sixtieth armor glanced at Chen San, who was quickly fleeing, his eyes turned back to Mo Zhiji, and after a few glances at the black smoke fierce tiger and the mighty ghost general, his brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned away, ready to intercept Chen San first by passing Mo Zhiji.

"Hmph, is it really so unbearable for me to be ashamed!" Seeing this, Mo Xianji snorted coldly and muttered to himself.

Before the words fell, Mo Zhiji looked coldly at the old man's eyes lit up like blood-red light, two powerful horns emerged from his forehead, and the body with a trace of black qi was gradually getting bigger.

After the clothes were torn and a wolf howled, a tall head, with two horns, black muscles like armor, five claws like knives, and a monster like a demon in hell with red eyes and a fierce howl: "Leave it for me!"

With the words, a little black light appeared in the palm of Mo Chengji's right claw, which turned into a demon, and the black light vibrate, vibrating and rising, and in the blink of an eye, it had risen to the size of three feet, and as soon as the words fell, a black ball with a stunning black light was thrown out of his palm, and he was about to cross the old man beside him.

The black ball was silent, extremely fast, and it brought out an extremely long black shadow that lasted for a long time, like an ink pen in white paper.

The more to the right side of Mo Zhiji, the old man who was about to pass by with the magic weapon of calligraphy and painting saw this scene, and suddenly the pupils in his eyes shrank, his hands were raised, and after quickly connecting several handprints, a beam of spiritual light was shot out from the two fingers of the food, and it was submerged into the magic weapon under his feet.

With the submersion of the spiritual light, the magic weapon of calligraphy and painting, which was not sharp at all, suddenly rose a layer of warm and soft spiritual light to cover the old man and others in it, and the spiritual light was transformed and transformed, and in the blink of an eye, a high mountain phantom appeared and took shape.

Like a real high mountain, the virtual shadow is full of pine peaks, clouds and mist wrap around the waist, and the murmuring water flows down from the stream to the foot of the mountain, injecting into a pool of swimming fish happily.

The black ball came like lightning, and as soon as Fang collided with the mountain phantom, it broke and scattered, turning into a puddle of viscous black liquid and covering it.

Bursts of green smoke rose up, and where the alpine phantom was covered by viscous black liquid, the phantom also swayed rapidly, looking like it would dissipate at any time.

The old man in the sixtieth armor was surprised, and his palms came out, shooting towards the mountain phantom in front of him. As soon as the palms of the two palms disappeared into the phantom, the spiritual light on the palms quickly dispersed, and the alpine phantom gradually stopped swaying and stabilized again.

The green smoke faded until it disappeared, revealing the old man and others hidden behind the phantom of the high mountain.

The old man no longer drove the magic weapon to chase Chen San, who was about to go away, his eyes were not instantaneous, and he stared at himself.

Mo was not afraid, and he stared at the other party and others.

The old man in the armor flashed with a strange light in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Look for death!" Elder Shen, Elder Zhou, we will destroy this rampant kid first." ”

The old man already knew that the person who fled was what Shen Yueren said, and the extremely powerful young monk he encountered by chance after coming to the Tianpeng Mountain Range used secret techniques to find out that there were people hiding nearby, and confirmed to Shen Yueren that one of them was the young monk, so he made a move to come to the crowd.

However, the monk in front of him, who didn't seem to be very old, had a magical power technique that was not much better than what he knew from Shen Yue's mouth, and Chen San, who had already fled, was awe-inspiring in his heart, and he had to destroy this person before making plans.