As soon as Mo Chong's thoughts rose, he heard Elder Xu's muttering to himself: "Nian Wuxu is already dead!?Xia Huolong, this old guy, can he still kill Nian Wuxu even if he is seriously injured!?How did he do it!?And these traces......"

Naturally, everyone heard Elder Xu's muttering, but no one dared to say anything. After a long while, Elder Xu raised his head again, and said with a gleam in his eyes, "Who came here first? What happened at that time!?"

You look at me, people, and I look at you. The middle-aged man with the square face stood up first, and the rest of the monks who came first also stood up one by one, and Mo Chong knew that he couldn't hide it, so he also stood up.

Elder Xu casually pointed at the square-faced middle-aged man and said, "You say." ”

The square-faced middle-aged man said: "Yes." At that time, the subordinates saw a large dark cloud and a dull thunder in Double Happiness City......"

"Wait, you said dark clouds, thunder!?" Elder Xu's face changed slightly, interrupting the words of the square-faced middle-aged man.

The square-faced middle-aged man said: "Yes." Dark clouds. Very thick dark clouds. The subordinates thought it was a thunderstorm at the time, but they didn't realize it until later, because the clouds were very strange, and the thunder and lightning that fell were also golden......"

Elder Xu nodded slowly and said in a low voice, "En." Golden lightning? That makes sense. However, Xia Huolong obviously only has Yuanying cultivation, can it be said that ......" Elder Xu said, his voice became lower and lower, and in the end, it almost became a murmur. Although everyone was curious, they didn't dare to ask more, and just stood with their hands tied.

"Go back, all of you. I'll take over the matter here. After another moment, Elder Xu waved his hand at everyone.

When the people heard this, they were as if they had been pardoned. Immediately bow down. Then they scattered. There's such a big deal here. It would be great to get out early.

After separating from everyone, Mo Chong, after reaching a safe distance, immediately took out the gray-haired old man's ghost head broadsword. With the help of the ghost-headed broadsword, it was confirmed that the gray-haired old man was indeed no longer alive, and Mo Chong was relieved.

This method of sensing the owner's location with the help of artifacts, although it can be done as long as it is an artifact that has been used by monks, but. The residual smell on ordinary utensils will quickly dissipate. If there is too little residual breath, the results will also be inaccurate. Only the natal magic weapon can keep in touch with the owner for a long time, and it will not deviate. After all, the natal magic weapons are all recognized through the essence of blood.

"Where do you go next?"

Reassured, Mo Chong began to think about the next trip.

Originally, he was going to dig up Ziyun Xuanshen with the Fire Dragon Dao people. This plan, with the fall of the Fire Dragon Dao people, was suspended, and he could only find another way in the future. After that, Mo Chong planned to escape from the Triple Star Realm to the neutral zone and take refuge in Zixiao Palace. After all, after the scuffle outside the city of Double Happiness. He has become the enemy of the Triple Star. However, this enemy label. With the death of the last of the gray-haired old man's informants, he can now no longer have to run.

"If it's broken gold and scrap mines......"

Mo Chong muttered to himself. A scrap gold mine next to Eight Bee Mountain. Under the earth fire pool in the mine, there are things left to him by the Fire Dragon Dao people. However, now he is carrying a mission document sent outside the Demon Abyss City. Even if you get to the scrap gold mine, most of them can't get in. Although with his friendship with Zhao Cheng, it was not difficult to go back and exchange a task document, but what happened outside Double Happiness City made Mo Chong not want to go back to Double Happiness City for a while.

Forget it. Since you have a mission on your side, let's go around outside the Demon Abyss City first. 'You can't go back and exchange assignment papers, you can only carry out the task at hand. Although the crime of dereliction of duty is not serious, it is not light, and it is better not to commit it if it is not necessary. Having made up his mind, Mo Chong immediately fled and flew towards the nearest exit of Demon Yuan City, in the direction of Chixia City.

In the early morning, on a small hill, Mo Chong was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and there was a faint layer of green qi circulating outside his body. At this time, Mo Chong was cultivating "Ming Wang Jue". In the morning, everything grows, and it is a good time to cultivate. In the past, his Eight Desolation Sword Technique was half the result when he cultivated in an environment mixed with demonic energy, so he had to give up. Now that this "Ming Wang Jue" does not have high requirements for the external environment, Mo Chong is naturally unwilling to let go of this great opportunity. Spending two hours every morning practicing "Ming Wang Jue" is already Mo Chong's habit.

"Huh!?"

Suddenly, Mo Chong, who was meditating with his eyes closed, moved his eyebrows and suddenly opened his eyes. Not long after Mo Chong opened his eyes, three masked monks dressed in black and holding swords suddenly appeared in front of him.

One of these three people is in the middle stage of the Jiedan, and the other is in the early stage of the Jiedan, and they are tiptoeing closer, and when they saw that Mo Chong had discovered their whereabouts, the three of them were slightly stunned, and the masked monk in the middle stage of the Jiedan, immediately sneered, and said, "Hmph, Dao friendly and keen divine sense." ”

Mo Chong was silent for a moment and said, "Why are the three Daoists here?"

The masked monk sneered, "What are you doing?

Mo Chong sighed and said, "In broad daylight, this place is only a few hundred miles away from Chixia City, do you still want to make money and kill here?"

The masked monk snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, so what!? Acquaintances, obediently hand over all the things on your body! Our brothers can still let you go! If not...... Although Chixia City is close, our brothers are closer to you, even if we kill you and leave, it will be too late!"

Mo Chong naturally wouldn't believe the other party's so-called words that as long as he handed over something, he would let himself go. He sighed and said, "Since you appear here, most of you are monks in the alliance, so why bother with a few Daoists?"

When one of the bald men heard this, he said calmly: "What are you doing with this kid talking so much nonsense? You can kill it directly! Why bother with this tongue!" As he spoke, the bald man raised his hands, and the two black short forks he held in his hands suddenly shot towards Mo Chong from the left and right.

Mo Chong's eyes flashed with cold light, and he didn't get up, only waiting for the bald man's two short forks to come forward, and then he made a lightning shot. The bald man's two black short forks were actually held in Mo Chong's hands separately, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Hmph, just this little ability, and still learn to block the road and rob people!?"

Mo Chong sneered and slowly stood up. Seeing this, the bald man's complexion changed slightly, and the mana on his body immediately soared, and the two magic techniques quickly pinched. The two black short forks immediately burst into light, constantly struggling in Mo Chong's hands. It's a pity that Mo Chong's palm is like an iron tong, and no matter how the black short fork struggles, he can't break free from Mo Chong's control.

Beads of sweat on the bald man's oily and shiny head kept rolling down, and he suddenly shouted: "Open!" (to be continued......