Mo Chong's eyes flashed, and he said, "Oh, deal, what deal?"

The middle-aged man with a grim face smiled: "It's very simple. As long as you obediently hand over your belongings, we will open a way for you to leave on your own. After all, this place isn't too far from your camp, and we don't want to make too much of a fuss. And, now that Your Excellency has seen us, we have seen Your Excellency. Otherwise, we will not have a good time, and the seniors of the six factions of the Southern Liang Kingdom may not fully believe your words, and maybe they will come to refine their souls and explore the memories in your divine consciousness. ”

Mo Chong was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "Oh, you are very thoughtful. But don't you tell me to make a bamboo basket empty of water? Do you think I'm willing?"

The middle-aged man with a grim face sighed and said, "Your Excellency is inevitably a little greedy. Although the treasure is good, how can it be better than your own life? How about you take out the treasures you got from Slender Cow Mountain, pick one or two at random, and give us the rest?"

Mo Chong pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, but I won't hand over my own things to you." ”

The middle-aged man with a grim face smiled: "This is natural." It is very good that Your Excellency is so sensible. While the middle-aged man spoke, his eyes were fixed on Mo Chong's hand, the cold light flashed in his eyes, looking at his expression, it really didn't look like he was about to let Mo Chong go. The other three also stared at Mo Chong's hand.

In fact, these people had already used secret techniques to secretly communicate with each other, and as long as Mo Chong pressed his hand on the storage bag, he would immediately shoot at the same time. A good end can kill people and kill people once and for all, so why leave a disaster in the world and always be afraid?

Mo Chong's hand never touched the storage bag. He didn't even move. The four of them waited for a while, and finally got a little impatient. The middle-aged man with a grim face raised his head to look at Mo Chong's face and said, "You ......"

"Whoosh!"

A pale cyan long sword, as if it had been created out of nothing, suddenly appeared in Mo Chong's hand, and shot towards the gloomy middle-aged man at a lightning speed. And Mo Chong's other hand, as if out of nothing, suddenly had more than a dozen runes, and the next moment, these dozen runes flashed and activated at the same time, and were thrown behind by Mo Chong.

The four of them were all taken aback when they thought that Mo Chong would be able to conjure so many things out of thin air, and they didn't care about making a move for a while, so they retreated one after another. Mo Chong's body was full of fire, like a hungry wolf, and pounced on the middle-aged man with a grim face.

The middle-aged man with a grim face already knew that something was wrong when the Mo Chong Frost Sword attacked, so he immediately slapped the storage bag, and a turtle shell shield suddenly flew out of it, blocking the Frost Sword that was coming at a rapid pace. His men also took the opportunity to retreat behind the shield.

"Bang!"

Mo Chong's people came very quickly. It slammed into the turtle shell shield with a muffled sound. Mo Chong originally planned to use the blessing of the Divine Fire Armor to knock the shield away with brute force. As soon as he collided, he immediately knew that he had made a mistake in his calculations, and this seemingly crude turtle shell shield was much more clever than all the shields he had ever seen before, and as soon as he crashed into it, it was as if it had hit a solid wall, and it was immediately bounced back.

'Mistake!'

This was the thought that rose in Mo Chong's heart at this time. He had planned to use lightning speed to kill one of them first, or to seriously injure them, so as to reduce the pressure. I didn't know that the first selected opponent had such a powerful protective shield. It's a pity that at this moment, it is too late for him to regret it, as long as the three people behind him dodge the attack of the dozen or so talismans, they will immediately surround them again, and then the situation will only be worse than just now.

Therefore, after Mo Chong was bounced back by the turtle shell shield, he immediately flicked his hand and sacrificed the dragonfly boat, and the next moment, Mo Chong immediately stepped a little under his feet and jumped on the dragonfly boat, and the person turned into a frightening flood and broke through the air.

"Stop him!

The middle-aged man with a grim face was already preparing to take over Mo Chong's continued attack, but how did he know that Mo Chong couldn't hit him with a single blow, so he immediately retreated? After he was stunned for a moment, he immediately shouted loudly, and then chased after Mo Chong with the same light.

The middle-aged man with a grim face didn't even have time to sacrifice any flying magic weapons, after all, Mo Chong's escape was too fast. At this time, he didn't expect that he would be able to catch up with Mo Chong's escape light just by flying with his imperial qi, as long as he made a slight hindrance first and created an opportunity for his companions. Therefore, as soon as he flew off the ground, he immediately raised his hands together, and two crystal clear ice picks suddenly roared and stabbed towards Mo Chong's vest.

If the middle-aged man with a grim face could see Mo Chong's expression at this time, he would probably immediately regret why he chased him. At this time, the corners of Mo Chong's mouth rose, revealing a cold smile. When he heard the sound of the wind behind him, the light suddenly reversed, and Mo Chong, who was originally flying forward, immediately turned into a middle-aged man in the lunar calendar.

At this time. The gloomy middle-aged man didn't even use the magic weapon to assist him in flight, and the turtle shell shield that had once resisted Mo Chong for him certainly didn't have time to clean it up. Seeing Mo Chong rushing like a rainbow again, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and then his hands closed in front of him, and he suddenly shouted: "Go!"

"Whoosh!"

Three ice-edged, almost transparent long swords shot out from the middle-aged man's body at the same time as the grim middle-aged man shouted, and rushed towards Mo. The thoughts of the gloomy middle-aged man are obvious, Mo Chong's speed is so fast, it is a little difficult to dodge, it is better to attack instead of defending, and force the opponent back first. Then his companions can rush over to help, and the shape can be reversed immediately.

"Humph!"

Mo Chong saw three ice edge long swords flying out of the yin middle-aged man, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly, he didn't mean to go backwards at all, the frost sword in his hand threw it hard, and hit one of the ice edge long swords, and the remaining two ice edge long swords, Mo Chong directly greeted them with flesh and blood.

When the gloomy middle-aged man saw this scene, his eyes were first happy, and then he realized something, his face changed, and he retreated. It's a pity that he still wants to retreat at this moment, and it is undoubtedly a little late. I only heard a crisp sound of "dang!" Mo Chong's Frost Condensation Sword first collided with an Ice Ridge Long Sword, followed by two crisp sounds, "Dang! Dang!" The remaining two Ice Edge Swords had also stabbed Mo Chong's body, but they were bounced away by something. Then, it was Mo Chong, who was wrapped in the Divine Fire Armor, and he crashed into it.

"Bang!"

The gloomy middle-aged man was obviously not as strong and reliable as the turtle shell shield. was hit by Mo Chong, and immediately flew upside down like a broken sack, and at the same time closed his breath. The flames on Mo Chong's Divine Fire Armor also took the opportunity to climb onto the unprotected Yin Middle-aged Man. Mo Chong still refused to give up, his hands were raised again, and several sword rays formed by the condensation of the Eight Desolations sword qi shot out. Poor middle-aged man, just a mistake in judgment, went to see the king of Hades in such a daze.

"Whew!"

A sturdy scar-faced man broke through the spell light of the talisman and rushed towards the ink in midair, with a hideous smile on his face: "You kid still want to run?......"

Of course, this person heard the shouting of the grim middle-aged man, and he didn't care about it. But when he saw the corpse of a grim middle-aged man flying out like a broken sack and being burned at the same time, the words in his mouth suddenly froze, and the hideous color on his face couldn't help but stiffen. What's going on? It's just a blink of an eye, what the hell is going on?

Of course, Mo Chong heard the words of the scar-faced man, and immediately turned his head coldly, five fingers and one finger, and the frost sword immediately 'swished' and returned to his hand, and the next moment, Mo Chong shot towards the scar-faced man with a little foot. The scar-faced man's complexion changed, and he didn't dare to face Mo Chong directly, and immediately his body sank, and he sank into the magic light caused by the talisman below. This was originally used as a talisman to hinder a few people, but at this time, it blocked Mo Chong's own vision.

Of course, Mo Chong refused to give the other party a chance to regroup together. Under the mana on his body, a burst of firelight flashed, and a huge bursting fireball came out of his body and crashed towards the colorful spell light below.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang. The exploding fireball didn't know what it had hit, and it let out a deafening roar. The explosion was so violent that it immediately dispersed the aftermath of the spell caused by the talisman below, revealing three figures fleeing separately. A cold light flashed in Mo Chong's eyes, and he immediately pounced on the nearest person. This person was not Mo Chong's target at the beginning, a big man with a scarface, but a lean man.

The lean man was dodging the flames scattered by the bursting fireball, and he heard the sound of breaking the sky behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Mo Chong, his face changed slightly, and then he suddenly flipped his palm and grabbed a dark red, half a foot long, about thirteen or fourteen flying needles. Then, with a wave of his hand, he threw all the flying needles towards the ink.

In the face of this kind of small size and sharp and fast magic weapon, Mo Chong really didn't dare to rush hard, and hurriedly stopped his body. Then he held the Frost Sword in his right hand, and took out a golden knife in his left hand, and danced a sword light and sword shadow in front of him, only to hear 'Ding Ding Ding Ding!' A dense and crisp impact sound like raindrops, Mo Chong was already glued to the red flying needle. There's no time to attack others.

"What are you two still doing in a daze!? Hurry up and get on it together! There are so many flying needles, I can't support it for long!" The thin man commanded the flying needles to entangle Mo Chong, and he couldn't help but roar angrily when he saw that his companion was still dodging the flames of the exploding fireball.

When the other two heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that Mo Chong had no time to separate, and after looking at each other, they immediately sacrificed a shield to resist the flying flames, and at the same time surrounded Mo Chong.

Mo Chong was struggling to resist the red flying needle at this time, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the two people behind him approaching, and he couldn't help but be startled. He's having a hard time fending off the red needles right now, and it would be terrible if someone else did. Thinking of this, Mo Chong shouted: "Go!" The shout came out, and the golden knife in his left hand suddenly threw out of his hand and threw it at the lean man.

The lean man was commanding the flying needle with all his might, and when he saw a bright golden knife with a golden streamer, it shot towards him violently, and his face couldn't help but change, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly withdrew and retreated. As soon as he retreated, the red flying needle immediately became much less agile. Mo Chong took the opportunity to swing all the red flying needles outside his body, and then escaped together, breaking through the air. The three of them naturally didn't expect that the quality of the golden knife in Mo Chong's hand was so good, and they actually said that they would throw it away, but they were stunned for a moment, and then they all drove away and chased after them.

'With those flying needles, it's hard to win, how can I find a way to separate them.' Mo Chong flew away while thinking in his heart.

"No, after what happened just now, these three people definitely don't dare to separate casually, and if they want to do it, they can only face the three of them." Sure enough, do you still have to rely on the 'Ten Thousand Spirits Possession' of the Heavenly Book Gate?"

Mo Chong frowned. Ever since he was forced to swear by those guys from Tianshumen, and learned that the Soul Sealing Secret Technique was actually incomplete, he suddenly had a mustard for the Soul Sealing Secret Technique in his heart, who knows if this spell will have other hidden dangers or other things? But at this moment, he can't have many choices, sighed, Mo Chong's palm flipped, and the Soul Sealing Book has appeared in his hand.

"Golden-eyed eagle! give it to me!" The three people behind him saw Mo Chong getting farther and farther away, and in a hurry, the black-faced old man suddenly pressed a spirit beast bag on his waist. Immediately, a golden light shot out from the spirit beast's pouch and rushed towards the ink.

Mo Chong couldn't help but glance back when he heard the light drink behind him. As soon as he turned around, he saw a golden shadow rushing towards the door in front of him, Mo Chong was startled, and quickly turned his head. "Whoosh!" Suddenly, the golden shadow flew past Mo Chong's cheek, and Mo Chong only felt that there was an extra two-inch-long blood mark on the right side of his face.

'What's the matter, it's so fast!?' Mo Chong was shocked in his heart, and immediately turned his head, only to see a small bird not much bigger than a sparrow fluttering its wings not far ahead. It has golden feathers, golden claws, and golden pupils. Although it was under the dim moonlight at this time, its body still reflected a sparkling golden light, which made people dare not force their eyes.

"Golden-eyed eagle!?"

Mo Chong saw the appearance of the golden bird clearly, and his face suddenly changed. The full name of the golden-eyed eagle is 'phoenix bone unicorn blood, golden feather dragon eye carving. 'This kind of demon beast, no, it should be called a 'treasure beast', belongs to one of the few creatures that has the blood of the ancient true spirit flowing in its body. Although it is definitely not as good as the dragons, turtles, and colorful phoenixes of the direct bloodline of the ancient true spirits, it is also an extremely rare demon beast in this world. Unexpectedly, a monk in the foundation building period actually brought such a one.

At the moment when Mo Chong was surprised, the wings of the golden-eyed eagle flapped, the light on his body flashed, and two phantoms suddenly separated. The two phantoms are both images of golden-eyed eagles, which were a little blurry at first, but in the blink of an eye, the phantoms became solid. At this time, it seems that the three golden-eyed eagles are exactly the same, and it is almost difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. It is worthy of being a demon beast with the bloodline of the ancient true spirit, and it has not yet reached the third level, and it has already comprehended the profound demon art of 'phantom clone'.

The three golden-eyed eagles, after a soft roar, rushed towards the ink again. How fast was the speed of the golden-eyed eagle? Mo Chong didn't even have a chance to cast a spell, and immediately said "Boom!boom!" twice. The Tsing Yi on his body was scratched by one of the golden-eyed eagles, and a bloody wound was also scratched by a golden-eyed eagle on his arm.

'That's amazing!' Mo Chong's eyes flashed with shock, and then his face changed, two! Now there are only two! and another! And just as his eyes searched around. 'Whoosh!' again, and a golden shadow slid in front of him, making a 'poof' sound. Then, a long cut was made on his waist, revealing the pitch-black centipede beetle and deep scratches on the beetle. This scratch has almost pierced the insect beetle, and you can faintly see the skin behind the insect beetle.

"Sizzle!"

There was a hissing sound. A small green snake that was more than three feet long and slightly thicker than two fingers suddenly fell from Mo Chong's body. It's a small medicine king snake. The stroke of the golden-eyed eagle just now pierced the spirit beast bag on Mo Chong's waist, and also woke up the sleeping little medicine king snake. I haven't seen it for a while, and the body of the little medicine king snake who has been sleeping without eating or drinking has become a little thicker, and the mana breath has also faintly reached the Cheng dù of the third-level demon beast. As soon as the little medicine king snake fell, it immediately wrapped its tail around Mo Chong's thigh, but its head was raised high, staring at the golden-eyed eagle in its mouth, the light in the snake's eyes flickered, and the snake in its mouth couldn't help but swallow in disbelief.

Mo Chongzheng was a little anxious, and when he saw the little medicine king snake and its expression, his heart suddenly moved, and he said, "Xiaoqing, can you deal with it?"

"Sizzle. ”

The little medicine king snake hissed, as if answering Mo Chong's words, but his two eyes were still staring at the golden-eyed eagle in mid-air. The golden-eyed eagle in mid-air, after seeing the little medicine king snake, also withdrew the two phantoms that had been conjured, and looked at the little medicine king snake with burning eyes.

Mo Chong stretched out his hand and patted the head of the little medicine king snake, and a layer of spiritual light suddenly appeared outside the little medicine king snake. Mo Chong said: "Xiaoqing, come down." You're not going to fall down now. "The layer of aura that Mo Chong blessed the little medicine king snake is actually similar to his magic weapon. In order to allow the flightless little king snake to move freely around his body.

The little medicine king snake didn't know whether it felt the effect of the aura outside its body, or if it understood Mo Chong's words, and immediately let go of the tail that was wrapped around Mo Chong's thigh, but his eyes still didn't take half a minute off the golden eye eagle. Mo Chong didn't expect the little medicine king snake to help much, and at this time, seeing that it temporarily restrained the golden eye eagle, he immediately pressed the cover of the soul sealing book with one hand. And as the magic in Mo Chong's mouth moved, a cloud of translucent gray shadows flew out of the soul sealing book one after another, attaching to Mo Chong's body.

"You're a Heavenly Book Sect monk!?"

When the three people behind him saw Mo Chong's spell casting, their faces couldn't help but change. But at this time, everyone was still flying, they couldn't keep up with Mo Chong's speed, although they played spells one after another, where could they get Mo Chong? Naturally, they couldn't stop Mo Chong from casting spells. Seeing that the spell could not have an effect, the black-faced old man who released the golden-eyed eagle flashed with a cold light in his eyes, and shouted in his mouth: "Golden-eyed eagle!