"If the pit is not full, then someone will fill it!"

"These people, the purpose of the purpose is not pure, if I don't strike first, I will inevitably be killed by others, even if I have broken through to the Jindan stage now, I can use the cultivation far beyond the foundation building period!

Mo Ming's eyes were blazing, and he didn't have any impetuosity because of the breakthrough in cultivation, he swept everyone's faces one by one, and began to calculate the endurance of the surrounding formations in his heart.

At this time, the number of people in the lake has reached about thirty, and at least nine of them are the older generation of monks who have half of their bodies in the ground, and they all have an obscure aura on their bodies, which is the traces left by the years on their bodies, and everyone's qi is extremely compelling.

Except for these nine people, the rest are all young generation cultivators, most of them are ordinary cultivators, there are not too many special and eye-catching places, with Mo Ming's strength at this time, he can already be killed with a raise of his hand.

However, there are also two people with different breaths, and in the struggle, Mo Ming felt a palpitation, it seems that if it is in normal times, these two people are enough to show a strong and domineering method that even the Jindan period monks can't ignore, which should not be underestimated!

Of course, whether it is those old people who have half of their bodies in the ground, or these Tianjiao of the younger generation, they have no longer formed the slightest threat to Mo Ming at this moment.

The body is imprisoned, no matter how powerful it is, it is difficult to show any killing powers, and it cannot cause harm to Mo Ming, and even as time goes by, some people's bodies that have been eroded by those violent spiritual powers have dense cracks, and it will not be long before they will explode directly and die.

I have to say that it is not because they are not weak in strength to be able to end up like this, but because of the particularity of this place, their luck is really not very good.

The mist that exists all the time is the best natural barrier itself, and if the spiritual sense can't detect it, it can't perceive Mo Ming's situation inside, often the people in front are trapped by Mo Ming, and the people behind don't know, and if you rush in, you will be attacked by countless formations in an instant, and no one can resist with spots.

Earlier, Mo Ming was trapped in this way and almost died here. This place, to put it mildly, is a cultivation treasure in the ancient land of Jiuli back then, to put it mildly, it is a sinkhole, and the people of the pit do not have the slightest power to resist!

At this time, these people all had unconcealed anger on their faces, and they all wanted to break Mo Ming's body into pieces with their eyes, and those old people who had half of their bodies in the ground were even more resentful.

However, no one scolded anything at this time, because the meaningless words were said too much just to appear more pale, which would not have a beneficial effect on their trapping, but might even provoke Mo Ming to kill himself.

Murderers must always have the consciousness of being killed, since they have made up their minds to have bad intentions towards Mo Ming after Mo Ming's crossing, then they must be prepared to capsize in the gutter and be killed by Mo Ming.

In fact, Mo Ming was not polite at all, and took advantage of the gap time to directly stimulate the array flags he had laid earlier, making the rotating formations here wander more violently, and the sense of oppression on everyone became more and more intense.

It wasn't until Mo Ming himself felt a hint of pressure that he stopped.

This move was to prevent someone from escaping, after all, only for those old people who were half-cut into the ground, since the strength they could show could not be measured by the normal foundation building period monks, then no one could be sure if they could also withstand the formation patterns in this realm in this realm, and then rush out under Mo Ming's carelessness.

"Junior, do you really think you can trap me and the others?"

The first old man who was trapped by Mo Ming suddenly couldn't help but speak, his eyes were gloomy, and he was even more resentful, because at this time, the spiritual power on his body was the most violent, and he had already stretched his emaciated body, and his loose skin was tightened, if he hadn't been gritting his teeth and forbearing, he might not have been able to hold on.

"It's hard to say whether you are sleepy or not, but you can't escape after a while!"

Mo Ming opened his mouth lightly, very confident, and while speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the void in front of him, and saw another figure forcibly captured by the formation pattern and trapped in the lake.

The old man's face was extremely gloomy, and his breathing was heavy, but he didn't speak again, because it was indeed as Mo Ming said, at the moment, they couldn't break the formation in this place in an instant, and if they took the time to crack it, Mo Ming would never allow it, and it would be really difficult for them to escape for a while.

"Junior, the old body has no grievances with you, and this time I just came here to see if there is any magic weapon here, you did this, some of them have passed!

An old woman with gray hair suddenly spoke, her eyes were also full of resentment, and it could be seen that Mo Ming's words also spoke to the bottom of her heart, which was impossible to ignore.

However, Mo Ming ignored it, and didn't even bother to look at the old woman, and after hearing this, he suddenly stood up from the lake, flashed directly, and stepped on the shore.

"Junior, you dare!"

Suddenly, at this moment, an angry roar sounded, and as soon as Mo Ming came ashore, he pulled behind him with a wave of his big hand, and several figures suddenly appeared from nothingness, and were brought into the lake by the formation in an instant.

"Hiding on the side and watching for so long, do you think I can't find out?" Mo Ming said lightly, his expression extremely cold.

These people, they were monks who didn't know when they were lurking, they didn't step into the range covered by the formation for the first time, and they weren't perceived by Mo Ming, they all had vigilance and abnormalities, and their stealthy supernatural powers were extremely powerful! If it weren't for the evil Daozi suddenly secretly transmitting the sound, maybe Mo Ming wouldn't have been able to find out by now.

"Brother Dao is a good method, this is just the kung fu of tea, he can restrain so many people, I admire it!"

A young man walked out of the white mist, his pace slow, but steady, and he stopped at the edge of the formation with extraordinary precision, and then stopped moving, without really stepping in.

"Little Venerable King?"

Mo Ming saw that face clearly, and subconsciously sighed lightly, but he recognized it at first sight, it was the Tianjiao Little Venerable King of the Zunwang Sect.

King Xiaozun was not surprised that Mo Ming would know him, because he was Tianjiao, a descendant, and had a lot of fame, most of the time others knew him, and he didn't know others.

However, now that Mo Ming called out his name, King Xiaozun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Do we know each other?"

King Xiaozun spoke, and from the moment he began to see Mo Ming, he felt a sense of familiarity, and at this time, he felt even more familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Mo Ming!"

However, before Mo Ming could speak, another person walked slowly from the other side, directly saying Mo Ming's life, and also did not step into the range of the formation, and stopped directly next to an ancient tree.

Mo Ming tilted his head, and suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, this person was also a familiar face, Luo Jian Sect's Dao Zi Lie Wuji.

Mo Ming was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that there were two people he knew this time, although except for Lie Wuji, King Xiaozun might not know him, but I have to say that these two people were the few people he had come into contact with in the past who had deliberately paid attention to them.

At the same time that Mo Ming was looking at the two of them, Lie Wuji was also looking at Mo Ming, and he was also surprised in his heart, and there was a great sense of surprise.

Because he didn't recognize Mo Ming when he saw it for the first time before, he knew that only when he thought about it carefully that the person he had come into contact with had had a brief contact with him in the small world of the Rakshasa Sect, and he also had some attention at the Luo Jian Sect's Dao Conference that year.

What he didn't expect was that he hadn't seen it in just a few years, and Mo Ming's cultivation had reached such a point, and he was not weaker than the average sect at all.

Moreover, what made him even more unbelievable was that it was such a person who not only broke through his cultivation in such a place, but also concealed the detection of the witch immortal's will, and was able to show cultivation that far surpassed everyone.

"Are you planning a massacre?"

Lie Wuji looked at the lake behind Mo Ming, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and asked, and at the same time, he was extremely happy in his heart, because he felt familiar with Mo Ming from the beginning, so he was very careful when he came, and he didn't step into the coverage of those formations, and avoided Mo Ming's ambush.

"Needless to say, I also know the purpose of their coming, since I crossed the catastrophe, I have already had bad intentions, so I can't sit back and wait to be killed!

Mo Ming shook his head, although his tone was flat, there was a cold that could not be concealed, and he unceremoniously looked at Lie Wuji and Xiaozun Wang from head to toe, and the meaning between his expressions was self-evident.

Suddenly, Lie Wuji and Xiao Zun Wang each had their hearts fluttering, and then they remembered that although they had not stepped into the formation at the moment, they were also in an extremely bad situation, and with Mo Ming's current cultivation and strength, they already had a fatal threat to them.

After all, there is the most essential difference between the Jindan period and the foundation building period, and the gap between it is not compared with the small realm gap between the late stage of foundation building and the great perfection of foundation building.

If you really want to make a move, whether you can compete with Mo Ming or not, it is a matter of two things to keep yourself safe.

In an instant, Lie Wuji and Xiaozun Wang not only sank, their faces were cloudy, and they looked at Mo Ming with a strong sense of jealousy.

After a little silence, Lie Wuji and Xiao Zun Wang suddenly turned around at the same time, and walked towards the outside of the fog forest without looking back, since they had seen clearly what was in this fog forest, and now that it was such a situation, it became impossible to get Mo Ming's way to avoid the detection of the witch immortal's will, so there was no need for them to stay here anymore.

If you stay any longer, not only will you not be able to get any benefits, but you may also arouse Mo Ming's suspicion and attack them.

This is not what they want!After all, in the face of a Jindan stage cultivator, even if they are Daozi and have not weak talents, they still don't have the self-confidence of those old monsters, and the short cultivation years are not enough for them to have enough capital to bridge this gap in cultivation, let alone despise it!

Mo Ming didn't stop him, he just looked coldly at the backs of the two leaving, until his eyes were completely invisible, and then he turned his head.

"If it's a pit, it has to be buried!"

Mo Ming muttered in a low voice, looking at the people in the lake, his heart was unprecedentedly cold, even he didn't notice it, when he decided to wipe out all these people, his heart was as hard as a rock, and he was not moved at all.

Maybe I have experienced a lot in the world of cultivating immortals, the more blood on my hands, the more numb I become, and the more tenacious my murderous intent becomes, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if people offend me, a hundred times more people!

"The pit is full, if you want to bury it as soon as possible, otherwise you can't guarantee that anything will happen!"

The evil Daozi said in a low voice, he was also a little surprised that Mo Ming was able to make such a decision, but the appreciation in his heart was even stronger!

At this age, there are not too many people with such a killing heart!

Mo Ming nodded, didn't say anything, directly patted the storage bag, and took out a nine-foot long knife from it, although it is not a demon knife, it is a magic weapon that is not weak, the blade is cold and flickering, and the qi is pressing!

"Junior!

Suddenly, someone shouted angrily, seeing that Mo Ming's actions were still something he didn't understand, this was to speed up the rhythm of everyone's death, and directly harvest everyone's lives.

"Junior, the old man is a monk in the Demon Cave, you dare to kill me?"

An old man drank loudly, seeing that Mo Ming was unmoved, he could only blow up his identity, wanting to force Mo Ming to stop, so as to buy them more time to live.

"If you kill the old man, the old man's own clan will hunt you down to the ends of the earth, punish your nine clans, and let you survive and die!"

This is the roar of a southern Xinjiang witch cultivator, although his voice is hard, he has to say, and his tone has a hint of fear.

"Yes, if you kill me, I won't be able to live! I am the Tianjiao of the Zhao family in the northern country, my father is Zhao Wushuang, if you kill me, my father will definitely avenge me, and when the time comes, you will have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, my father will draw your soul and refine it in my Zhao family's ancestral house, and you will not be able to enter reincarnation in your life!" This voice belonged to the younger generation of monks, and the old man in front of him roared out.

In an instant, the angry shouts continued, no one remained calm, and the tighter Mo Ming's hand holding the hilt of the sword, the stronger the murderous aura that permeated the void, and the more difficult it was to ignore.

The trembling is undisguised in these seemingly rigid roars, and even those old people who have lived for a long time cannot be calm about death after all.

Mo Ming looked at it coldly, unmoved, just took a deep breath, and then held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, and then the spiritual power in his body suddenly urged, and the long knife was raised high.

"No!"

"You dare!"

"You don't want to die!"

......

Suddenly, the angry shouts came and went, as if the better it was, everyone shouted angrily at the same time, each with their eyes open, looking at Mo Ming deadly, no one doubted that Mo Ming would cut this knife down, and no one would be confident that they would be able to dodge this knife.

There are countless formations of constraints, and the god of death has already come to their side, and there is no room for the slightest resistance.

Therefore, they can only use words to prevent this from happening, even if it is for a short time, so that they can have more time to think about how to get out of it, how to break free from the shackles of these formations.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and Mo Ming's long knife finally slashed down without the slightest hesitation, and quickly slashed through the void, bringing up a sword that was nearly a hundred times long.

However, suddenly, at this moment, no one expected that Mo Ming suddenly flipped his wrist, and the long knife turned around, not slashing through everyone's necks as expected, and then rushed into the void on Mo Ming's side with a speed that was difficult to reach with the naked eye, and slashed into the thick white mist.

"Khooth!"

There was a loud bang, as if it was a heavy metal impact, and a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation rippled over in an instant, blowing Mo Ming's long hair suddenly raised, and a pair of pupils shrank violently.

An old man in a green robe with gray hair walked out step by step, very slow and careful, until he clearly saw Mo Ming and stopped his body.

"Haha, old dog, Lao Tzu knows that you won't watch Lao Tzu die, quickly drag this son down, and when Lao Tzu comes out of here, he will kill this son with you!"

A rough voice sounded from behind Mo Ming, and he saw an old man who was full of twilight, but still did not hide his tall figure, laughing, as if he was extremely excited to see the old man in the green robe, and his words were not even taken into account!

And at the same time, the old man in the green robe raised his eyebrows fiercely, and his old palm quickly pinched out a trick, without the slightest intention of saying anything, he pointed at Mo Ming from afar, as if he wanted to wipe Mo Ming off at this finger, and his eyes were full of monstrous murderous intent.

Mo Ming immediately frowned, feeling a compelling aura, the old man was also a person with half of his body in the ground, his body was full of dead energy, although there was only the fluctuation of the breath of the Great Perfection Realm of Foundation Building, but this finger clearly had a momentum far beyond the foundation building period, and the power was extremely strong.

Mo Ming's heart suddenly tightened, but he didn't hesitate at all, the cultivation in the early stage of Jin Dan exploded, the long knife in his hand, and slashed horizontally, extremely fast, but in an instant, the fingerprints collided together.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, a dazzling light bloomed as soon as the two sides collided, and the runes on the huge finger prints flickered one by one, flickering and disappearing, and they knew what kind of spell they were, but they were so tenacious that there was no sign of being bitten.

Sure enough, in the next moment, I saw that not only was the fingerprint not damaged at all, but Mo Ming's knife shattered inch by inch and dissipated instantly, but the fingerprint pressed towards Mo Ming again!

"Die!"

The old man in the green robe shouted angrily, his hoarse voice was full of murderous intent, one finger came out, and the other hand suddenly stretched out towards the lake behind Mo Ming, and the skinny palm flipped again and again, and there was no magic flash, only to see his five fingers snap suddenly, and then pull it in front of him, and the countless formations that were spinning at an extremely fast speed suddenly had such a sign of wanting to stop.

"It's a pit, you have to bury it, do you want to save them?

At this moment, Mo Ming snorted coldly, as if he had expected it, and there was no surprise in his expression, and at the same time as he punched out, a flash of brilliance flashed on his back, and he suddenly rushed into the lake!