Besides, Duan Mo is full of evil, his eyes are red when he sees the grave, and now he is the strongest man in Yanzhou, Li Yang, the current head of the three sects, he is not afraid.

What Duan Mo did when he suddenly came to the Three Sects was what Li Yang wanted to know the most now.

But the ancestral graves of the three sects have already been dug by Duan Mo, what are you doing here? Do you want to dig the ancestral graves of the three sects again?

Paragraph ...... Duan senior!"

Li Yang trembled in front of Duan Mo, and the corners of his mouth trembled when he spoke.

"Well, you're the current head?"

Duan Mo asked lightly, the dignity of a cultivator lies in strength, and only when he is strong can he be respected, regardless of age, although he is only fourteen years old, Li Yang calls him a senior, which is normal, but Duan Mo doesn't care about this, whatever the other party calls him.

"Yes. ”

Li Yang looked in awe, but he sighed in his heart, Duan Mo opened his mouth and asked him if he was the head of the three sects, could it be that he was the head of the three sects?

If Duan Mo wanted to be the head of the three sects, Li Yang wouldn't dare to talk any nonsense, so he could only roll up and leave.

"This is the token of the head of your three sects, and now I will hand it over to you. Duan Mo killed Songyan, plus he didn't gain anything when he went to the land of ancestral spirits, but almost lost his life, the head tokens of these three sects, it's useless to keep them, it's better to give them away.

"Thank you, Senior Duan!" Li Yang respectfully took it with both hands, his eyes filled with gratitude and awe.

After handing over the token of the head of the three sects to Li Yang, Duan Mo turned around and left with the little Tibetan mastiff, which made Li Yang breathe a sigh of relief and raised his eyes to send it away.

"Actually, Senior Duan is quite good. ”

Li Yang muttered in his heart, with the head token, he is the real head of the three sects.

"Finally gone. ”

The other three sect disciples, when they saw Duan Mo just now, they didn't even dare to breathe when they were far away, but now when they saw Duan Mo leaving, they showed their eyes like sending a plague god, and they all took a deep breath.

If they knew that Duan Mo was in a hurry to leave and went to dig the ancestral grave of the Taiqing faction, he would definitely frighten the people of the place.

On the way to the Taiqing Sect, Duan Mo was studying Long Yu's flying magic weapon, the Red Jade Zhu. This kind of good thing, Duan Mo is still in contact with it for the first time, which makes his face full of curiosity, and he studied it for half an hour before he knew how to use it.

"It turns out that this flying magic weapon is controlled by the mind. ”

Duan Mo laughed, knowing the trick of how to use the red jade vermilion, he immediately controlled it with his mind, and with a snort, the red jade vermilion that flashed in the glow flew obediently.

The red jade vermilion is five meters long, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but the color is red and dazzling, which reminds Duan Mo that Nezha's chaotic Aya in the TV in his previous life is here.

"It's called Red Jade Zhu Tainiang, it doesn't fit my style, you will call it a rag in the future, well, this name is good, it's called a rag!"

In Duan Mo's eyes, this flying magic weapon was a rag, if the dead Long Yu knew that her most beloved magic weapon was named a rag by Duan Mo, she would definitely crawl out of the grave in anger and fight hard with Duan Mo.

"Brother Duan Mo, I want to call it a rag too. The little Tibetan mastiff lay on Duan Mo's shoulder, and it was very strange to hear that Duan Mo had named the flying magic weapon as a rag.

When Duan Mo heard this, he laughed out loud, and wanted to explain it to the little Tibetan mastiff, but after thinking about it, he said with a smile: "It's not good to call a rag, you are a Tibetan mastiff, then I will use Tibetan characters to help you choose a name, and I will call you Sanzang." ”

"Sanzang, good, good, I'll call Sanzang. ”

The little Tibetan mastiff looked happy, although he didn't understand what it meant, but as long as Duan Mo took the name, Sanzang was very happy.

"Well, I'll take you to the sky. ”

Duan Mo just used his mind to make the "rag" flying magic weapon, more and more familiar, knowing how to use it, the rag flying magic weapon, as Duan Mo moved, he carried Duan Mo and the little Tibetan mastiff, and suddenly soared into the sky and flew into the sky.

"Brother Duan Mo, we finally fly. The little Tibetan mastiff's face was full of joy, and he looked down at the scenery under the sky, and he did not feel afraid.

"Haha, it's cool to be able to fly. ”

Duan Modao's robe was fluttering, his feet were on the "rag" flying magic weapon, and he walked sideways in the air, his speed was like electricity, looking at the fast-moving mountains, rivers and towns under his feet, as well as the vast world, his face was full of excitement and excitement.

Flying in the sky, that feeling is cool!

There is no flying magic weapon, only when you cultivate to the general level to the Jindan stage, you can fly sideways with your physical body, but in Yanzhou, the flying magic weapon is a rare item at the national treasure level, counting the "rag" flying magic weapon that Duan Mo got from Long Yu, there are only two or three pieces.

However, there are two magic weapons that have been destroyed by Duan Mo, that is, Nangong Xi's meteor sword and Manqing Lou's Qiankun sword, and now in Yanzhou, I am afraid that only Duan Mo's magic weapon is left.

Flying all the way, Duan Mo had a smile on his face, but seeing that Sanzang didn't say anything for a long time, Duan Mo looked down at Sanzang lying on his shoulder, and saw Sanzang's eyes with pain, and his body was trembling slightly.

This is the poisonous attack of the Taipan snake in Sanzang's body!

"Sanzang" Duan Mo called softly, Sanzang's long eyebrows trembled, and he hummed weakly twice.

Seeing Sanzang in such pain, Duan Mo became anxious, what was in Sanzang was the poison of the snake king of the giant python clan, which was very violent, and there was no cure at all. Sanzang has been suppressing with demon spirits to save his life, but if the snake venom attacks, it makes people feel painful.

There is a kind of pill called the Cold Stream Pill in the Supreme Dan Dao, and its medicine surname can cure all poisons, but Duan Mo searched for it several times in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and he did not find the medicinal materials for refining the Cold Stream Pill, and the snake venom in Sanzang's body now has more and more frequent attacks, and if he doesn't want to solve it quickly, he may not last long.

Sanzang has been following him for several months, and he has never left his side, making Duan Mo treat Sanzang as a relative, and now seeing Sanzang so uncomfortable makes him feel uncomfortable.

"The power of the demon soul can live and die in the flesh and bones of people, and it has a magical effect, I don't know if it can suppress the snake venom in Sanzang's body. Duan Mo thought so in his heart, and injected the power of the demon soul into Sanzang's body, and at the same time used his mind to check the situation in Sanzang's body.

The snake venom in Sanzang's body has eroded to the internal organs, and the violent toxin has made the internal organs purple and black, which has reached a very serious point, if there is no solution, it will be difficult for Sanzang to live.

"Huh!"

Just when Duan Mo felt that this matter was very hot, his heart was suddenly shocked, and the demon soul power that entered Sanzang's body was suddenly devouring snake venom at this moment.

The power of the demon soul can even devour snake venom, which is amazing!

Duan Mo felt that when the demon soul power devoured the snake venom, it had no effect on him, but it would consume the demon soul power.

As long as he can devour the snake venom in Sanzang's body, no matter how much the demon soul power is consumed, Duan Mo will not care, he violently pushes the demon soul power, pours into Sanzang's body, and continues to devour the snake venom, the snake venom seems to have a spirit surname, seeing the demon soul power rushing towards them, they will suddenly dodge, but Sanzang's body is so big, the snake venom has nowhere to hide, so that the demon soul power devours half of the snake venom in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Duan Mo, you are helping me treat snake venom, I feel much better. Sanzang's weak voice came, and his eyes were a little excited.

"This snake venom, I can treat it now, and it will be solved soon. Duan Mo said with a smile, feeling that the demon soul power had been consumed a lot, and immediately more demon soul power poured out from his body, constantly devouring the snake venom in Sanzang's body, so after half an hour, the snake venom in Sanzang's body was finally cleared.

Duan Mo returned the power of the demon soul to his body and removed the snake venom from Sanzang's body, which made him a little tired, but Duan Mo swallowed more than ten Peiyuan Pills and quickly recovered.

"Sanzang, how do you feel now?" Duan Mo looked at Sanzang with an excited face and said with a smile.

"Brother Duan Mo, thank you, the snake venom in my body has finally been resolved. ”

Sanzang is very happy, the snake venom in its body, this half a month often attacked, making Sanzang very painful, it was afraid that Duan Mo was worried, so it couldn't help but didn't say it, now the snake venom is solved, so that Sanzang is finally free.

There is a rag flying magic weapon, which makes the speed several times faster, Duan Mo came to the Taiqing faction in an hour, and while he was still in the air, he saw the ancestral tomb of the Taiqing faction.

"Brother Duan Mo, are you going to dig a grave again?" asked the little Tibetan mastiff.

Duan Mo nodded excitedly.

"Brother Duan Mo, you have to take it easy, I have already seen you being struck by lightning twice. "Every time the little Tibetan mastiff thinks of Duan Mo's Heavenly Tribulation, he is worried and scared, but fortunately, he succeeds in crossing the Heavenly Tribulation every time.

"Well, I'm used to it, and I come here often. ”

Duan Mo said casually, controlled the "rag" flying magic weapon, and landed in the cemetery of the Taiqing faction.

Duan Mo never thought of digging the cemetery of the Taiqing faction, but that dragon jade was unkind and unjust, Duan Mo saved her surname, and suddenly designed to kill him, if it weren't for his physical strength and the demon soul being able to repair his wounds, he would have died in the sword array of the ancestral spirit land long ago.

Long Yu treated him like this, this can't blame him Duan Mo for being ruthless, if he doesn't dig the ancestral grave of the Taiqing faction, he has no place to come out of his hateful anger.

It had been a long time since he had dug a grave, which made Duan Mo a little excited, carrying a broken hoe, and violently burrowed into the cemetery, opened his mother to dig the grave and open the coffin, and devoured the power of death to strengthen the demon soul.

In half an hour, Duan Mo dug up all the ancestral graves of the Taiqing faction, and after absorbing the power of death in the tomb of the dead into his body, he quietly fled.

Not long after Duan Mo left, a cultivator passed by the Taiqing Sect and discovered that the cemetery of the Taiqing Sect was in a mess, the grave was dug up, and the coffin was covered all over the ground, making him faint in fright.

Monk Yanzhou doesn't need to guess, this must be the work of Duan Mo, a professional gravedigger, because he dares to do this kind of lack of virtue that people and gods are angry about, and only Duan Mo dares to do it.

For a while, Duan Mo's notoriety rose another high in Yanzhou, almost a household name, Duan Mo in nearly half a year, the ancestral graves of the three major Xiuzhen sects had been dug in front, and it didn't take long for the ancestral graves of the Taiqing faction to be dug up again, which made the small sects in Yanzhou panic.

A few months ago, Duan Mo dug up the ancestral tomb of Vientiane Gate, and there were many small sects and factions, for fear that their ancestral tombs would be poisoned by Duan Mo, so they had closed the mountain gate and focused on guarding the ancestral graves.

At this moment, Duan Mo has returned to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and he has sneaked back, very low-key, he has already dug the ancestral graves of the four major cultivation sects, and he knows without guessing, which made the Yanzhou monks cause Jidu's dissatisfaction.

To make such a big move, it's not okay to be low-key, he doesn't think that the Yanzhou monk gave him a top hat of the strongest man in Yanzhou, and he can do whatever he wants, if he alarms the strong man in the hidden world, I'm afraid his life will be lost.

No matter what time Duan Mo is, he must be a low-key person and do things in a high-profile manner, so that he can live a long time and go further.

Duan Mo returned to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and the old patriarch of the Shiren Clan took him to the back mountain of his residence, crossed the stone bridge, and walked to the end of a long corridor, and the fragrance of spiritual grass suddenly came to his face.