When ordinary people encounter Dick Silk, at most they despise it in their hearts, or sympathize with it. When I meet the rich and handsome, I am envious, but on the surface, there are many people who slander and curse, and those who are jealous have all kinds of feces.

Yuan Chenyi, in Mo Shaoli's eyes, is a lively dick who has become rich and handsome. With Mo Shaoli's narrow mind, he must be 10,000 unconvinced.

Seeing Yuan Chenyi floating in the air, high above, indifferently looking down at the appearance below, he couldn't get angry.

"The guy who used to be submissive to Lao Tzu actually rode on Lao Tzu's head, Temo's heavenly reason is intolerable!"

"You have a small pen holder, and let you load the pen, now there is a broken tripod that can't kill you, and in the future, when Lao Tzu cultivates to a high level, I won't be surnamed Mo if I don't beat you back to your original form." ”

Unlike Jie, who is afraid of the inheritance of the Demon Dao, Mo Shaoli felt scared when he thought about it, but he was full of courage when he really met it, and he couldn't wait to fight with Yuan Chenyi now.

People are dead and birds are facing the sky, afraid of a dick, Temo's breath can't swallow it, and he feels uncomfortable.

"Jie, Yuan Chenyi, this bastard has made such a big thing, didn't the big guys in the military department find out?"

"I definitely found out, but I didn't make a move. ”

"Didn't you say that there is a relic of the power of the Demon Dao, how did it become like this?"

The battle at the foot of the mountain has become chaotic, and in a short period of time, more than half of the people have completely become mad, and at least 3,000 people have died. Those who have not become mad are demonized, and they have become demonized.

Led by eighteen swords, these people are gathering together to form a phalanx to resist the chaotic attacks of the mad demons.

"This is the most normal demon sacrifice of the Tong Ling tribe in the barbarian era, and they will become demons or become mad demons. Once the ritual is complete, the Ancient Relic will be opened. The strong man in the military department should have understood the situation, so he didn't make a move. ”

"It's more likely that they won't be able to break the barrier. ”

Mo Shaoli seemed to understand a little, and asked, "This is to select people who can cultivate the Demon Dao Exercises?"

"Yes and no," he said. ”

Mo Shaoli asked, "What do you say?"

Jie said: "Demon Dao cultivation first requires a firm will to resist the erosion of demonic qi on the divine mind, and it also requires the spiritual root talent. A body refiner who does not have the talent of spiritual root can only get the benefits of refining the body with demonic qi, and still cannot cultivate the demonic path exercises. ”

"Oh, it seems that the means of the Demon Dao are also limited. Mo Shaoli's attention shifted from the foot of the mountain to Yuan Chenyi at the top of the mountain, and asked, "Yuan Chenyi seems to be very happy. ”

Jie said: "You will soon understand, don't talk to me, these demonic qi are of a very high level, I have to concentrate on swallowing more, I am afraid it will be difficult to encounter such a good opportunity in the future." ”

Looking at Yuan Chenyi's appearance, Mo Shaoli was angry, and his attention shifted to the bottom of the mountain and observed carefully.

Those recruits who have become mad demons have completely become crazy people who choose people to devour, most of them attack each other, although their sanity is lost, their fighting instincts are still there, and they are all reckless beyond the limit to urge blood attacks.

Eighteen Swords obviously saw this, gathered all the people who had not become mad demons, and slowly climbed up the mountain, preparing to occupy the terrain and defend it. However, the demonic aura on the mountain was even stronger than that at the bottom of the mountain, and before the team reached the mountainside, many people suddenly went berserk and attacked the people on their sides.

These people originally belonged to the demons, but they were not stable, probably because their hearts were not strong, and they lost their minds under the rich demonic qi and became crazy demons.

Eighteen Dao, who had always remained calm, also looked a little flustered, and shouted to the top of the mountain: "Brother Shaoli, is there a way to help us get out of trouble?"

Jie didn't care about the eighteen knives at all, and concentrated on refining demonic qi.

There were more and more people who died, and Mo Shaoli couldn't stand it, and said, "Jie, why don't you help the eighteen knives and collect them into the Blood Soul Tower?"

Jie said: "These people, if they live, will fall into the devil, the biggest possibility is to be recruited into Huang Renjie's One Hundred and One Army, and become an assistant to Yuan Chenyi to conquer the other world to obtain combat merits and compete for the position of the master of the army." ”

"They will all be your opponents in the future, and it is already a matter of duty not to kill them now. ”

Mo Shaoli's consciousness immediately moved to Yuan Chenyi when he heard the words, no wonder this guy looks like he is on top, and his feelings are under the selection of his subordinates.

With the ancestral inheritance, Huang Renjie has no reason not to cultivate him to become the heir of the next military master. believes that even if all the responsibility for this matter is successfully put on Yuan Chenyi, Huang Renjie will find a way to protect him.

"Paralyzed, so many people have died, who will take the cylinder? It won't be Lao Tzu, right?"

Mo Shaoli thinks about it, it's not right, Zhu Bajie should have set herself as the Futu Holy Son of the 198th Army to compete for the next master, and she will definitely protect herself if something happens.

Consciousness once again fell on Eighteen Blades.

It seems that if the above is investigated, most of the ultimate responsibility will fall on him, but he doesn't know that this guy has no backstage.

More and more recruits turned into madness, dying in the chaos of attacks on each other, blood staining the foot of the mountain red and strewn corpses all over the field.

There are only about 3,000 people left who can control their hearts and be sane, and from time to time some people turn into madness.

"Brother Shaoli, I know you're still sane, help us!"

Eighteen Dao had to strike and kill his men who had turned into mad demons, and there were now less than a thousand of his three thousand men left, and at this time, his shouts were already filled with sadness.

Lying on the top of the mountain, he went all out to refine the demonic qi, as if he had not heard of it.

Eighteen Dao gritted his teeth, pointed the long knife at Yuan Chenyi, and shouted: "Yuan Chenyi, I know this is all your trick, immediately open the enchantment and let us go, otherwise, I will fight for this life with Eighteen Dao and pull you to bury your dead brother." ”

Yuan Chenyi smiled coldly and ignored him at all.

When Mo Shaoli heard Yuan Chenyi's words, his mind raced, and he said: "Jie, it seems that Eighteen Dao is an understanding person, give them a way to live?"

Jie said: "It's useless, since they have already entered the demon, only stronger demons can suppress them, but it's still okay to give Yuan Chenyi some eye medicine." ”

After saying that, he came to the Eighteen Dao with a few leaps, opened his mouth and spit out the Blood Soul Tower, and said, "Don't resist, I will accept you into the Lingbao Cave Heaven." After finishing speaking, he rolled up his true qi and collected the eighteen knives and his subordinates into the cave world.

"Brother Shaoli, save us!"

"Help us!"

......

Seeing this, the remaining more than 1,000 people seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and they all rushed to Mo Shaoli's side, shouting and begging.

Jie ignored them, put away the Blood Soul Tower, savagely smashed through the surrounding crowd, jumped to the top of the mountain, lay on the ground again, and silently absorbed the refining demonic qi.

Mo Shaoli looked at the crowd surging towards the top of the mountain, and couldn't bear to ask, "Jie, what does this mean?"

Jie said: "In the end, none of them succeeded in entering the demon, how can the sacrifice be completed, and how can the treasure be opened?"

After speaking, he turned his head violently and shouted at the people who rushed over: "The space of the Lingbao Cave is limited, and it can't accommodate many people. This is a demonic sacrifice, since you haven't been disturbed by demonic qi now, there shouldn't be much of a problem. Don't panic, the sacrifice has been completed for the most part, stick to your heart, and it will end soon. ”

However, the shouting of the jaw did not help.

All who were not mad frantically poured into it, begging and begging.

There is nothing more crushing in the world than to see hope in despair, but not to grasp it.

Many people's wills were affected and collapsed, and one by one they turned into mad demons and turned to attack their companions beside them.

This phenomenon in turn makes those who are determined panic too.

Chain reaction, the rest of the people turned into madness one after another.

"Hey......"

With a sigh, his body swelled, and he slammed the mad demons around him into the air.

In just a few minutes, only about 100 of the remaining 2,000 people in the entire barrier were still sane, forming a battle formation to desperately resist the attack of the mad demons.

Mo Shaoli didn't know what to do when he saw it.

As the madman's battle drew to a close, the entire hill was littered with corpses and blood.

Originally, more than 23,000 people came to grab the treasure, but the treasure had not yet been opened, and only more than 1,000 people had survived in their own cave world.

The demonic energy that filled the barrier suddenly began to merge into the mountain, and the corpses and blood on the mountain were also absorbed, and the entire mountain began to melt like ice and snow. The original transparent barrier turned into pitch black, gradually expanding in all directions.

In the hazy black mist, another majestic mountain range loomed, gradually revealing its true face.

From a distance, it turned out to be a living corpse.

The whole body of the creature is mixed with white color, the four corners are serpentine, the head is born with four pairs of sharp long horns, the length is a thousand zhang, and the height of the back reaches 500 zhang.

The relics of ancient power have finally been opened.

Yuan Chenyi rode the black demonic mist and rushed towards the top of the corpse's head.

"Innate gods!"

Jie exclaimed, and rushed to the top of the massive corpse.

Above his head, sat a human monk.

Obviously, it was the ancient human race demon path powerhouse who left behind the treasure.

"Innate gods?"

Mo Shaoli also exclaimed.

Approaching the corpse, Jie suddenly shouted in horror: "What's the matter with the divine sword in your body?"

"It still has consciousness, it wants to absorb the power of the gods!"

During the run, the huge Chaos Beast body turned into a human form and was forced to turn into a human form, and the control of the body fell into Mo Shaoli's hands.

"How's it ......?"

The scorching breath came from behind, Mo Shaoli became extremely uncomfortable, his cheeks were red, and he swallowed back in the middle of his words.

Swish!

A sword shadow with a nine-colored luster rushed up from Mo Shaoli's back, swelled rapidly, turned into a hundred-zhang giant sword, flew above the head of the innate god, and stabbed down with a fierce sword.

Yuan Chenyi, who originally felt the top of the corpse's head first, was almost stabbed by a sword, and was so frightened that he flew away far away.

The spiritual power in the enchantment frantically surged towards the sword body.

The corpse of the innate god who had been immortal for countless years lost its luster little by little.

Is that the Daoless Sword that has been hiding in his body?

It is actively devouring the corpses of the innate gods!

Do you really have your own consciousness?

A thing with consciousness hid in his body and was not under his control, which made Mo Shaoli very uneasy, and asked:

"Jie, what do you think of that Daoless Sword?"

"It's been hiding inside me, but I can't even sense its presence, so is there any threat to me?"

"I'm also confused. Jie said anxiously: "Don't worry about it so much, quickly grab the bag on the corpse!"

Mo Shaoli glanced at Yuan Chenyi, who was about to move, and his body turned into a chaos beast again.

Jie Hui, took over the control of the body, and frantically rushed to the top of the head of the innate god.

Touch!

Touch!

Touch!

......

Yuan Chengyi showed an anxious look for the first time when he saw Mo Shaoli's movements, gritted his teeth, and drove the demon cloud to support him and rush towards the body of Tong Yan on the head of the innate god again.

While running wildly, he unceremoniously used the "Return to the Ruins" magic power, and opened his mouth to shoot out dozens of white beams, hitting Yuan Chenyi's heart, head, and sea of qi respectively, the most deadly vital locations.

Yuan Chenyi had seen the power of the supernatural light, and had to drive the Demon Ding to resist it.

Rumble!

Finally, Jie also jumped on top of the head of the innate god.

Yuan Chenyi drove the demon ding to hit him fiercely.

Jie Hao is not afraid, bury his head and hit it hard.

There was a loud bang, and Jie was almost knocked off the top of the innate god's head.

Yuan Chenyi was also uncomfortable, the Demon Ding was knocked out and flew out, and flew back in front of him after a big circle from a distance.