Zhang Mo did not hesitate to urge the Poison Domain, and some mysterious oily green runes immediately began to appear on his neck, and at the same time, a poisonous mist instantly enveloped the strong man, and now Zhang Mo was able to control the scope of the Poison Domain.

The strong man's skin began to sneer, and in an instant, it was eroded by the poisonous mist and turned into a pile of white bones, and the ground was also corroded into a human-shaped depression.

Zhang Mo's hand made the secret guard who originally wanted to do it stop immediately, Zhang Mo's hand was obviously not something he could compete with, the trace of poisonous mist just now made him feel frightened, once it was contaminated, it must be the same result.

"Hmph, you'd better be careful, the royal capital is not a place where you can go wild at will!" the dark guard left a cruel word before turning away.

Zhang Mo popped out a fireball and burned the bones of the strong man to ashes, and then raised these ashes into the sky with a wave of his sleeve, and sighed lightly and prepared to find Feng Xi'er.

"Stop!" Everything Zhang Mo did happened to be seen by Bai Lang, because the strong man had been gone for too long, so he wanted to come over and take a look, but he didn't expect Zhang Mo to dare to kill the strong man in front of the secret guard.

Zhang Mo didn't feel anything, a congenital master shot at himself, and he showed no mercy, it is estimated that there were many lives in the hands of strong men before, for Zhang Mo there is no need for too many reasons, just kill directly.

"You are the owner of the previous person, right?" Zhang Mo stared at Bai Lang with unkind eyes, after all, the strong man was just a dog fighting people, and Bai Lang was the initiator.

Although Bai Lang is also an immortal cultivator, his qualifications are not good, and he only has the strength of the sixth layer of qi refining until now, and under the coercion of Zhang Mo's spiritual pressure, he immediately took three steps back and sat on the ground.

"You...... What do you want to do, do you know who my father is?" Bai Lang's voice trembled a little, and Zhang Mo's eyes made him feel as if he was going to be killed at any time.

Without waiting for Zhang Mo to react, Bai Lang directly crushed the talisman in his hand, and after a heart-palpitating wave of heaven and earth aura, a blood-red film appeared around Bai Lang's body, which was the talisman left by Bai Qi.

Zhang Mo looked at Bai Lang a little speechlessly, judging from the spiritual pressure emitted by the blood-red film around Bai Lang's body, even if the monks of the late stage of Jindan struck with all their strength, they might not be able to break it.

However, Zhang Mo had an idea, remembered the bronze sword that Feng Xi'er gave him before, and then took out the bronze sword with a pat of the storage bag, and swiped it towards the blood-red film.

Bai Lang, who was still full of confidence, suddenly let out a scream, because Zhang Mo's bronze sword actually directly cut through the blood-red membrane.

"You...... Don't kill me, I have a lot of top-level magic weapons here, you can choose, as well as low-grade spirit stones, I can give them to you, as long as you don't kill me!" Bai Lang was completely panicked and pleaded.

At this moment, a blood-red light crossed the sky above the street, and in an instant, he came to Bai Lang's side, and the light dissipated, and it was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a slender face and a pair of triangular eyes.

"Lang'er, are you in trouble again?" the middle-aged man glanced at Bai Lang and asked helplessly.

"Dad, he killed the black tiger, and he wanted to kill me just now, if it wasn't for Daddy's timely arrival, I'm afraid the child would have died at his hands!" Bai Lang, who was still pleading, was already arrogant at this time, as if he had already controlled Zhang Mo's life and death.

This black-robed middle-aged man is Bai Lang's father, Bai Qi, the god of war of the Great Qin Kingdom, and also a proud disciple of Confucianism.

"Hmph!" Bai Qi couldn't help but raise his spiritual pressure, and then pressed towards Zhang Mo like a tide.

This made Zhang Mo, who originally admired Bai Qi a little, suddenly had no good feeling in his heart, this Bai Qi actually did it directly to himself without asking, no wonder his son was so arrogant.

Feeling the majestic spiritual pressure of Bai Qi, Zhang Mo only felt that the bones on his body were a little pressed and creaked, and at the same time, his knees also bent down involuntarily.

However, Zhang Mo didn't want to admit defeat, and kept running the nameless immortal recipe in his body, which was also magical, after Zhang Mo ran the nameless immortal recipe, the pressure suddenly decreased.

Bai Qi put away the spiritual pressure, and glanced at Zhang Mo with curiosity, just now he used eighty percent of the spiritual pressure, the purpose is to teach Zhang Mo a lesson, thinking that he is the god of war Bai Qi across the battlefield to fight for the country, and few people dare to do this to his son, so he will punish Zhang Mo as soon as he comes up, because he is afraid of the master behind Zhang Mo, so he did not kill him, otherwise, in the name of Bai Qi's 'killing god', he must have killed Zhang Mo directly.

"You're quite good at resisting, which sect are you a disciple?" Bai Qi asked as he stared at Zhang Mo.

"There is no sect or sect under it, just a casual cultivator. After Bai Qi withdrew the spiritual pressure, Zhang Mo immediately felt relaxed all over his body.

"Loose cultivation?" As soon as he heard Zhang Mo say that he was a casual cultivator, a trace of cruelty flashed in Bai Qi's eyes, and a murderous intent emerged. "It seems that you don't know the rules of Xianyang City very well, and you are not allowed to kill people at will on the street, even if you are an immortal cultivator!"

There is a saying in the world of cultivating immortals: No matter how strong the scattered cultivation is, it can't compete with the three thousand disciples of the sect.

Although there are occasionally a few amazing geniuses in the immortal cultivation world, these scattered cultivators will either take refuge in the Great Gate Sect in the end, or they will not dare to be too arrogant in their travels, otherwise no matter how strong your strength is, the Great Gate Sect only needs to mobilize many disciples in the sect to besiege it to death.

As the so-called two fists are hard to defeat with four hands, and the scattered cultivation is lonely, can it be able to defeat the great array formed by the mighty disciples in the main sect?

Zhang Mo frowned, knowing that he had murderous intent after revealing his bottom, just as Zhang Mo was thinking about how to get out in his mind, Feng Xi'er ran back with her hands full of various snacks, and at the same time, she was followed by a group of people, some selling rock sugar gourds, some pushing a cart to sell wontons, and even selling steamed buns.

"Xiao Momo, pay them quickly, I want to eat a big meal!" Feng Xi'er had a sugar gourd in her left hand and stinky tofu in her right hand, eating happily.

Zhang Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Feng Xi'er, although Zhang Mo didn't know how strong Feng Xi'er's strength was, but it was more than enough to deal with Bai Qi in the Jindan period.

"I wanted to pay, but he wouldn't let me go. Zhang Mo pointed at Bai Qi and said.

As soon as Feng Xi'er came, Bai Lang's eyes lit up, and Bai Qi squinted his eyes and looked Feng Xi'er up and down, although he couldn't feel the fluctuations of Feng Xi'er's spiritual power, but as soon as Feng Xi'er appeared, his intuition of years of marching and fighting told him that this seemingly harmless girl was very dangerous.

"Haha, this little Taoist friend is really joking, I'm just joking with you. Bai Qi laughed and said, "Okay, I hope that the luck of the little Taoist friend has always been so good, this immortal cultivation road has to be walked alone, and those who are unlucky will die early." ”

Hearing Bai Qi's words, Zhang Mo secretly scolded the other party's crow mouth in his heart, and at the same time there was a trace of helplessness, Bai Qi This is the threat of Chiguoguo, and strength is always the capital of a person's life.