Lian Zhonghe sneered: "Yes, it's me." Mo Daoyou still remember me? It's not easy. ”

Mo Chong was silent for a moment and said, "I don't want to do anything with you. ”

Lian Zhonghe sneered: "It's a pity that this can't be up to you!" As he spoke, he pinched his two hands, and the two crystalline small swords rushed towards Mo again.

Mo Chong couldn't, so he had to take out the Fire Phoenix Sword to parry. However, his attention was still on the battle between the three infant monks above his head. After all, in this battle, the three people above are the key to victory or defeat. If the leader of the Transformation Sect is not taken down above, it will be useless for these people under them to kill all the other Transformation Sect monks.

"Hahaha! Ning Daoyou, Gongsun Daoyou. Why did the two Taoist friends come to us? It's really rude to miss the distance!"

There was a loud laugh, suddenly from far away. And as the laughter entered the ears, two purple rays of light appeared in sight. It's the Yuan Infant Monk again. Looking at the costumes, it is the people of Zixiao Palace. The people of Zixiao Palace came to answer the monk of Huayimen. This is undoubtedly a very bad situation. Although there were only two people who came, these two only needed to join forces to deal with Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling first, and the remaining monks were not worth mentioning at all.

"Xu Daoyou, Zhang Daoyou, you're finally here!"

Seeing the two Zixiao Palace monks coming quickly, the thin old man who was fighting with Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling was immediately overjoyed.

However, the thin old man was already at a disadvantage when he fought with Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling, and this time he was distracted, and Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling immediately seized the opportunity. I saw Gongsun Ling's figure flash suddenly, and he stepped forward, and the five fingers of his right hand were bent into eagle claws. Suddenly grabbed the heart of the thin old man.

Gongsun Ling is a body refining cultivator. Although it's just a meat palm. However, its attack power is definitely not much worse than that of a magic weapon. The thin old man saw Gongsun Ling's five fingers grabbing. didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly urged it, and the ribbon-like magic weapon circling outside his body immediately wrapped around Gongsun Ling's right hand, and in an instant, Gongsun Ling's right hand was wrapped like a zongzi.

"Hmph, have you forgotten that there is still an old man?" Ning Wuchen sneered. The 10,000 pans floating behind him flashed, and hundreds of jade flying knives suddenly shot out.

If you put it just now. There is a ribbon-like magic weapon circling and flying outside the body of the thin old man, how can Ning Wuchen's jade flying knife not be able to attack the body of the thin old man, but now. The ribbon-like magic weapon was used to wrap Gongsun Ling's right hand. Of course, at this time, Gongsun Ling inevitably became the target of the jade flying knife. However, he was a body refining cultivator, and it was really not easy for a jade flying knife of this level to hurt him, not to mention that Ning Wuchen would also try his best to avoid the jade knife attacking Gongsun Ling.

"Whoa!"

There was a sound of 'whoosh' in the ears. The clothes on the outside of the thin old man's body were quickly cut to pieces, revealing his skin. He was also wearing a bright silver close-fitting soft armor to protect his torso, but his exposed hands and feet were cut open by jade flying knives.

"Humph!"

Although the thin old man missed a move, he was also in danger. With a cold snort, he endured the sharp pain coming from his body. While the figure quickly retreated, he suddenly withdrew the ribbon-like magic weapon. Someone has come to help. He couldn't do anything harder.

"Whew. ”

There was another soft thud. A jade flying knife swept past the thin old man's waist. The waist is also protected by the armor, and the thin old man is not injured. However, the storage bag he hung on his waist was cut open by a jade flying knife. The storage bag obviously did not have a blessing seal prohibition or anything like that, and this time it was scratched open, and the items inside suddenly 'boomed', spraying out of it, and falling all over the sky.

This change was unexpected by everyone. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then Gongsun Ling's figure flashed, and he suddenly grabbed a few boxes that looked very exquisite. The cultivator of the Huayi Sect came this time to deliver the Extraterrestrial Meteorite Iron to Zixiao Palace, and the thing should naturally be on the body of the Thin Old Man with the highest cultivation, that is to say, the Extraterrestrial Meteorite was among these spilled items.

Gongsun Ling's move, the others immediately reacted, and they left their opponents one after another. Even the two Zixiao Palace monks who had just arrived didn't care about anything else, and went to fight for the boxes that looked dazzling.

Such a chaotic scene is obviously a good opportunity to escape. Mo Chong immediately didn't say a word, and ran away. Although he has a teleportation scroll from the Dream Source Ancient City in his hand, if he can not use it, it is better not to use it. After all, he knew the power of the teleportation scroll. Even if it is the Chongguang Continent, which is thousands of miles away, you can use that teleportation scroll to come to the Dream Source Ancient City, and it is not good to waste it casually.

"Dang!"

There was a crunch. A swarthy black iron box, slightly larger than a human head, was knocked out in the midst of the fight, and flew right in front of Mo Chong. Although Mo Chong had no intention of fighting for the things scattered around, but when the iron box was in front of him, he would not be polite, so he immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into the storage bag on his waist.

"Chase, chase, chase, the meteorite outside the sky has been taken away!" Mo Chong had just flown away, and there was a hoarse cry from the thin old man of the Huayi Gate behind him.

The two Yuanying monks of Zixiao Palace were fighting with Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling at this time, snatching a few golden and jade treasure boxes with bright spirits, and when they heard the words of the thin old man, their faces changed, and they immediately spoke: "Which one took it!?"

The thin old man stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and was about to speak, when Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling glanced at each other, and suddenly shot at the same time. The ten thousand pans behind Ning Wuchen shone brightly, and the jade flying knives that flew out of them were more than double as usual, and they attacked the two Zixiao Palace monks respectively. Gongsun Ling raised his hand, and with a few strokes of his hand, seven or eight metal balls the size of a baby's fist and shining golden light flew out and attacked the thin old man.

For Ning Wuchen's jade flying knife, the two of Zixiao Palace naturally didn't dare to make a hard connection, and hurriedly dodged sideways. And at the same time as they dodged, seven or eight metal balls shot by Gongsun Ling had already flown in front of the thin old man.

The thin old man was slashed by Ning Wuchen just now, although he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, his movements were a little sluggish, and the speed of the metal ball was so fast at this time, where could he still avoid it? Except for two of the metal balls that flew past his body, the remaining six all hit the thin old man's chest and various vital points. The ribbon-like magic weapon outside his body couldn't stop this roundness at all. A fast metal ball.

The thin old man who was hit by the metal ball turned pale. The figure staggered. There was a 'flutter' and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. The soft armor on his body could withstand the cutting of the jade throwing knife, but where could he block such a hard attack? Naturally, he was seriously injured.

The two Zixiao Palace monks didn't come to their senses until this time, it turned out that Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling's target was the thin old man, and they hurriedly flashed their figures, flashed in front of the thin old man, and protected him behind him.

"Yuan Daoyou, who took the thing!?" The two Zixiao Palace monks were wary of Ning Wuchen and the others. He spoke in a low voice.

The thin old man was obviously not lightly injured, and he opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood. I could only barely reach out and point forward. The two Zixiao Palace monks frowned, and one of them asked the surrounding Huayi Sect monks, "Do you know who took the thing!?"

This group of monks just obeyed the orders of the elders and went out to do errands. Some people still don't know what they actually do, so they naturally just shake their heads blankly at this time. Another Zixiao Palace monk frowned and said, "Didn't you arrange a formation here? Why didn't the formation ban be activated!?

Before the cultivators of the Zhonghua Yimen could speak, Gongsun Ling said lightly: "It's no wonder that they are here. The formation flag was in the hands of Yuan Zhizhang at that time and was destroyed by Lao Tzu. Even if he wanted to launch the formation ban, he couldn't do it. ”

The thin old man known as Yuan Zhizhang. At this time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mo Chong...... The thing was taken by Mo Chong......"

To speak to others. The people in the room may not be recognizable. But when it comes to Mo Chong...... Needless to say, the monk of the Huayi Sect had already issued a killing order against Mo Chong. The monk of Zixiao Palace also admired him for a long time because Mo Chong had fought in Loess City before, and he was auctioning off some kind of star-colored peacock eggs. Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling led the team, and they naturally knew who they were.

After a short silence, Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling suddenly flashed and shot away into the distance. Now that you know that Mo Chong took the thing, it will be much easier.

"Hmph, if you want to leave, it's not so easy!" The two Zixiao Palace monks were not slow to react, and immediately chased after Ning Wuchen and Gongsun Ling. In the midst of all his busy schedule, one of them didn't forget to turn around and say, "You guys go after you too! We'll drag these two old guys back!"

Zhonghua Yimen monks, you whisper to me, I will look at you, and finally turned their heads and looked at the seriously injured Yuan Zhizhang. After all, they are Huayi Sect monks, and they are not subordinates of Zixiao Palace.

Yuan Zhizhang had already taken the healing pill at this time, his complexion was slightly better, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he nodded slowly and said, "Go! The old man is fine. After saying that, he ignored the crowd and sank into the ground. Start meditating with your eyes closed.

Hearing this, the monks hesitated for a moment, and finally harnessed the light and chased forward. Only two remained. The two people left behind were naturally to take care of the injured Yuan Zhizhang. As soon as everyone left, the two of them also sank, fell to the ground, packed up the things scattered on the ground, and then stood behind Yuan Zhizhang with their hands tied.

"Tsk, what a cunning boy!"

After a short while, Yuan Zhizhang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, looked into the distance and muttered.

The direction that Yuan Zhizhang was looking at was where the territory of Zixiao Palace was located. After Mo Chong fled from the battlefield, he didn't flee directly towards the territory of the Three Consecutive Stars, but turned in the direction of Zixiao Palace. Because Mo Chong knew very well that if the Huayi Gate or Zixiao Palace monks wanted to intercept them, the first thing they would chase was to go in the direction of the Three Stars. So he did the opposite. It is undoubtedly safer to find a place to stomp near the territory of Zixiao Palace for a while, and wait for the limelight to pass before returning.

It's a pity that although Mo Chong's idea is good, he ignores what he is holding in his hand. Such an important thing as an extraterrestrial meteorite naturally leaves a mark on it. Yuan Zhizhang easily mastered Mo Chong's whereabouts. Mo Chong looked at the black iron box inconspicuously, and he didn't feel at ease. If they knew that this was the target they were going to fight for this time, they would have already taken it into the Qiankun Na, and then tore open the teleportation scroll of the Dream Source Ancient City and fled.

"Elder, you're talking about ......," the two Jiedan monks left behind glanced at each other, and one of them hesitated.

Yuan Zhizhang nodded slowly and said, "Yes." Mo Chong, this kid, didn't flee in the direction of the Sanlianxing, but over there. ”

When the two of them heard this, they were both taken aback. One of them said: "If this is the case, then the subordinates will immediately send a message to inform the others!"

Yuan Zhizhang waved his hand and said, "No need, this time the old man will deal with him personally." ”

When the two heard this, they were shocked again. One of them said, "Elder, this is absolutely unacceptable! Your old man is injured now. That Mo Chong is notoriously cunning, if anything happens to your old man......"

"You mean to say that the old man is not the opponent of this mere monk of Jiedan!?" Yuan Zhizhang's face turned cold. He didn't have a good temper in the first place. Now I'm even more depressed. If it weren't for the fact that he was injured, just this sentence, he might have raised his hand to kill someone.

When the monk who spoke saw Yuan Zhizhang's face, his face suddenly changed, but he still said stubbornly: "Subordinate...... That's not what subordinates mean. With the elder's supernatural powers, Mo Chong was naturally handy. It's just that the elder was besieged by those two and suffered some injuries, and if he used his mana again, he was afraid that it would be a little detrimental to the recovery of his injuries. Elders are the pillars of the sect, please cherish them. Moreover, that is the territory of the monks of Zixiao Palace......"

His words did not continue. But the meaning is obvious. This time, they made a deal with Zixiao Palace only in secret. On the bright side, they and Zixiao Palace are still in opposing states. If it is discovered by those monks in Zixiao Palace who don't know the truth, it may lead to another fight, and it is obviously not enough to rely on the injured Yuan Zhizhang and himself.

"Hmph. ”

Yuan Zhizhang snorted, his face softened slightly. He said coldly: "The old man naturally has a sense of proportion in his heart. The two of you go and contact the other sects now, you don't need to gather everyone, just find a few people with strong combat power, and follow them immediately!" As he spoke, he flicked his fingertips and popped out a thumb-sized gray mana ball towards one of the Transforming Sect monks. This mana ball naturally allows them to follow the aura in it to track their specific location.

The cultivator of the Transformation Sect who received the mana ball immediately bowed down to answer the order, and the remaining one hesitated: "That...... Do we want to inform the monks of Zixiao Palace......"

"No need. As soon as they were notified, those two old fellows with three stars, and even other three star cultivators, would follow again, and it would be troublesome when the time came!" Yuan Zhizhang dropped this sentence and fled away.

[Eleventh long holiday, all kinds of noise outside, train of thought is always interrupted, alas. ] Anyway, I was kicked out today. Thank you for your support. (To be continued......)