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The descendants of the benefactor of the year, a promise of a hundred years.

A hundred years is the time of five or six generations of mortals. And for the monks, it's just a day.

A Golden Immortal Cultivator, placed in the cultivation world, can be regarded as the number one person. In this mulberry city, Mo Chong is a living immortal. Although his cultivation was enough for him to enter the Heavenly Court and rank in the Immortal Class.

"Mo Lao, my words count, as long as you kill this monkey demon for me, the time limit for you to protect the Yang family will be reduced by ten years. ”

The temptation of the banshee Ding is too great, and in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Yang Xia even did not hesitate to invite Mo Lao.

"Shut up! ”

Mo Chong shouted.

"Mo Lao ......"

Yang Xia was stunned for a moment, and then said with a hideous face: "Twenty years! As long as Mo Lao kills him, you will exchange for twenty years of your freedom!"

"The old man said that a hundred years is a hundred years, and I need you to point fingers. If it weren't for the fact that you were angry today, I was afraid that you would be killed, and the old man would have come with you. ”

Mo Zhen glared at Yang Xia.

Yang Xia completely ignored what he meant.

With the monkey demon on the opposite side, the breath of the other party was violent and flamboyant, without the slightest cover. is obviously a heavenly immortal, but it makes him feel endless pressure. This kind of pressure, even in the face of a Taiyi Immortal, is still excessive.

"You're done, it's my turn. ”

The monkey grinned: "If you want to fight, you can fight, what is so much trouble." ”

The figure of the monkey swept up a gust of wind.

In just a moment, the monkey's smiling face dilated in Mo Zhen's pupils, and it was instantly filled.

Mo Chong pinched the gun with both hands, and the gun was like a dragon.

The mighty gun intent, like a flood gate, drowned the oncoming monkeys.

Moon sticks, year knives, and guns for a lifetime!

Mo Zhen has cultivated a gun all his life, immersed in the way of guns, and finally succeeded. With his cultivation in the early stage of the Golden Immortal, his combat power will never lose to the late stage of the ordinary Golden Immortal.

The mighty gunfire drowned the monkey.

The monkey does not dodge or dodge, and moves forward.

The fierce gunlike intent swept across his cheeks and over his body.

The monkey swims against the current.

Suddenly, Mo Chong's heart was in shock.

I saw a big hand poking out from the flood of gun's intent, and grabbed the tip of the black gun.

"Canopy!"

A golden flame emerged from the tide of gunfire, followed by a second, a third...... Countless golden flame bursts tore the torrent of gunfire into tens of millions of pieces.

The monkey appeared intact and pressed in front of Mo Chong.

He grinned, and the power in his hands exploded.

"Click!"

The tip of the spear broke in two at the monkey's hand.

Mo Chong's face changed drastically.

This monkey demon is invincible!

Between lightning and fire, Mo Chong made a judgment.

Carrying a broken gun, his body retreated violently, and he was a few feet away from the monkey.

"How is this possible?"

After a while, Yang Xia finally saw that even Mo Lao was not the opponent of the monkey demon, and he was shocked: "Fake, right?"

"Let's go!"

Mo Lao roared.

"Mo Lao take care. ”

Yang Xia pulled the horse and turned around and rode the horse wildly.

"The show has just begun, and the main owner can't just leave. The monkey rushed up and chased after Yang Xia.

Seeing this, Mo Chong gritted his teeth and stabbed the monkey with a broken spear.

"Fuck off. ”

The monkey met the broken spear with a punch.

"Click, click, click......"

The bare fist hit the black gun, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and the broken gun broke inch by inch.

Mo Chong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down.

"Hmph. ”

The monkey ignored Mo Chong and continued to chase after Yang Xia.

"Wait. ”

Mo Chong got up and stopped in front of the monkey again.

The monkey squinted at Mo Chong. This old man's cultivation spear is too strong, as the saying goes, it is easy to break just after it, although he has achieved success in cultivation, but he also fell into injuries because of this.

The punch just now was enough for him to eat a pot. At this time, new injuries and old diseases broke out, and even if the monkey didn't kill him, he wouldn't live long.

"Are you so eager to die?"

It's hard for a monkey to have a mouth.

"It's not worth losing your life for that little sacrifice. But since the old man made a promise back then, he naturally has to keep his word. Death, don't change!" Mo Chong said hoarsely.

"Well, then you just die. ”

The monkey reached out with lightning speed. A fist was imprinted on Mo Chong's heart. The power of endless terror passed through his body, and his heart suddenly shattered into mud.

He originally wanted to deal with the monkey demon and buy a little time for Yang Xia. It's just that I can only think about it.

His eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

The monkey glanced at Mo Chong expressionlessly.

This man probably doesn't deserve to die.

But who in this world is damned?

The high-headed horse is indeed a rare good horse, and in this short moment, Yang Xia has escaped a hundred feet away.

As soon as the monkey's body moved, it rushed to Yang Xia's side without much effort. Like a chicken, he lifted him off the horse.

"You can't kill me. Yang Xia's face was bloodless.

"Why can't I kill you?" said the monkey with a laugh.

"Money, power, beauty, whatever you want? Yang Xia roared.

"You can't give me what I want. ”

The monkey said with a serious face.

"No, as long as you want, I can ......," Yang Xia said in horror.

"Say no more, noise. ”

A ball of fire burst out in the monkey's hand, instantly igniting Yang Xia.

The fire burns the mortal body.

Just a dozen breaths.

Yang Xia turned into ashes in the wailing and screaming.

"Even the little demon knows that only with strength can he dare to be arrogant. Just like you, it's not even as good as a little demon. ”

The monkey scoffed.

The green-shirted boss watched as the monkey walked towards him step by step.

"You don't have to do it, I'll do it myself. ”

He covered his heavenly spirit with his palm.

The skull shattered, and he closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

He is a heavenly immortal monk, he chooses to self-judge, although his body is dead, but his soul is retained after death, and he can choose ghost cultivation or reincarnation in the future. It's better than being bombarded by a monkey and destroying all of your gods.

"Don't move!"

Wait for the monkey to turn back. Yu'er was being held hostage by a cripple, and a glittering dagger was placed on Yu'er's neck.

In the blink of an eye, they were all dead, and the lame man knew that he could not escape, so he could only pin all his hopes on the hostage in his hand.

"I'm not dead, why don't I move?"

The monkey was unmoved.

"If you act rashly, I will kill her. The lame man pressed the dagger against Yu'er's neck, and a thin blood mark suddenly appeared.

"Hey. ”

Someone suddenly knocked on his shoulder from behind, and the lame man subconsciously came back.

His face froze.

A monkey face was smiling at him.

Then, the monkey face crashed into his head with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

Brains burst and blood splattered.

The dagger fell to the ground, and the body of the lame man fell limply.

"Interesting?"

The monkey bounced away the blood stains on his body, and said boringly.