"Whoosh!"

No one in the carriage answered, but something flew out first, and it was a red brocade box two feet long and one foot wide. An old voice came out of the carriage only then: "Not busy, you have one too." Go ahead. ”

Bai Mingshan hesitated for a moment, finally gritted his teeth secretly, and bowed down again: "Fifth uncle, can't you even believe me?

"Huh. A chuckle came from the carriage. After a long while, the old voice in the car spoke, "Silly boy." What can it be? It's just what you say to them. The contents of the brocade box are more precious, and it is better to send them to the semicolons of other big cities first. ”

Bai Mingshan frowned and said, "However, you let Mo Chong send that brocade box......

The old voice in the carriage said, "Isn't that just a box of gilt powder?" But Mo Chong's kid escaped faster than you, so he didn't have to use it in vain. After all, a war with the demon clan is imminent, so it is very important to set up a teleportation array between the major cities first and maintain contact with each other. Alright, you can quickly send your things to the nearby big city. ”

Bai Mingshan was silent for a moment, knowing that he had to ask, but he couldn't ask anything, so he had to put away the brocade box in front of him, bow to the carriage again, and then turn into a light and break through the air.

In the carriage, a white-haired old man was reclining on his seat. His gaze was peering through the gap in the curtain. And in his arms, there was a red brocade box that was two feet long and one foot wide.

The white-haired old man gently stroked the lid of the brocade box with his fingers, and muttered, "Is it ......possible? But what else can be done......

In the end, the white-haired old man suddenly turned pale and coughed violently. The white-haired old man was originally an infant monk. The demeanor just now was also calm and relaxed. But at this time a cough. He immediately seemed to be a different person, like the remnants of a late autumn branch, shriveled, decayed, and lifeless.

“...... Ahem, ahem!" When the white-haired old man finally stopped coughing, there was a puddle of dark red blood on the ground of the carriage. Obviously, this is not an ordinary cough for the white-haired old man. He was clearly wounded, and very badly. A puddle of dark red blood on the ground. It's the accumulation in his body.

"Hmph, it's another seizure so soon!?"

The white-haired old man looked at the dirty blood on the ground, snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped the storage bag on his waist, and more than a dozen fist-sized green jade boxes immediately flew out of it. The next moment. These jade boxes automatically opened, revealing the emerald green pills inside, which were the Zhenyuan Pills that Bai Mingshan had given to Mo Chong.

The white-haired old man glanced at the dozen Zhenyuan Pills in front of him, and suddenly opened his mouth to inhale. More than a dozen Zhenyuan Pills immediately 'swished', and were sucked into his abdomen like a long whale sucking water.

After the entrance of more than a dozen Zhenyuan Pills. The white-haired old man's face quickly returned to blood, and his breathing stabilized. This Zhenyuan Pill, which is rare to find on weekdays, was wasted like this by the white-haired old man.

"Whew. ”

A small fireball was ejected from the fingertips of the white-haired old man and landed on the dirty blood on the floor of the carriage. Just 'whew' to the ground, the small fireball burned the dirty blood, and then it also 'fluttered' and went out.

The white-haired old man who did it all. Leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes and recuperated. The injuries on the white-haired old man's body were obviously difficult to suppress by Zhenyuan Dan. That's why he took so much at once, winning with quantity. However, with his current situation, it was only a matter of time before the injury recurred. Now there is no chasing or urgent matter, and the white-haired old man can obviously find a place to heal quietly, so why must he stay in this caravan where only the foundation monks are left?

The white of the fish's belly appeared on the horizon.

Mo Chong looked at the sky in the distance and exhaled lightly. After coming out of Yuheng Palace. He began to hurry. Although his injuries are not yet healed. However, in places other than Yuheng Palace, the aura between heaven and earth is mixed, and if he wants to heal his wounds, it will be half the effort. Instead of wasting time, it's better to rush.

Originally. Mo Chong was also worried that he would meet any more juniors on the road, but it turned out that his worries were unnecessary. Along the way, not to mention that the suspicious monk did not appear, and even he himself was regarded as a suspicious person by others, and immediately avoided it when he saw it from afar. Although this made Mo Chong a little crying and laughing, it also saved a lot of trouble.

Seeing a small lake with a good scenery in front of him, Mo Chong immediately sank away and fell towards the lake. He also flew all night, although the mana is quite sufficient, but a little tired, it is better to rest for a while and recuperate his spirits.

"At this rate, Julu City should be able to arrive in three days. Bai Mingshan won't blame me for being too dissatisfied, right?" In his spare time, Mo Chong quickly remembered the Heavenly Star Pavilion caravan. I wonder where they have fallen now, have they settled in some great city, or are they still on the way?

The Celestial Star Pavilion caravan did not settle in a certain big city, nor was it on its way. In fact, their situation is very difficult right now. The entire Heavenly Star Pavilion caravan was surrounded by a group of strangely dressed monks at this time. The monks all had hideous expressions on their faces, clearly ill-intentioned. Unexpectedly, in the Inland Sea of the Demon Abyss Sea, there were really people who dared to fight the idea of the Heavenly Star Pavilion caravan.

"You ...... Who the hell are you!?Can't you see that we belong to the caravan of the Heavenly Star Pavilion!?"

A middle-aged scribe in the late stage of foundation building shouted at the monk in mid-air. After Bai Mingshan and the others left, except for the elders in the carriage, the middle-aged scribe had the highest position in the field. The elder didn't seem to want to pay attention to these visitors, and the middle-aged scribe had no choice but to bite the bullet. But in his heart, he wasn't really scared. After these people in front of them see the origin of their caravan, most of them will leave on their own, right?

"Tianxing Pavilion, what is Tianxing Pavilion!?" A hoarse, gong-like voice came from the mouth of a black-faced man. Everyone turned their heads to look and immediately found that this black-faced man not only had an ugly voice, but also a very ugly face, as if he was a persimmon who had been punched, and even his facial features were crooked and crooked, and the size was different.

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he secretly frowned in his heart. When the other party said this, did he not hear of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, or did he not take the Heavenly Star Pavilion in his eyes? In the Demon Abyss Sea, but I have never heard of the monks of the Heavenly Star Pavilion, this definitely does not exist, and most of the other party is fearless. It seems that they saw that there were only foundation building monks in their team, so they moved their minds, right?

Come to mind. The middle-aged scribe didn't say much, but took a few steps to the carriage where the white-haired old man was, bowed down and said, "Elder......"

There was no response in the carriage. The black-faced man above his head shouted again: "What elders, elders, elders!? Obediently hand over our young master and the guy who injured our young master! Otherwise, without waiting for the army to arrive, Grandpa Ben alone will crush you all into pulp......

"Phew!"

A red light suddenly came through the gap in the carriage in front of the middle-aged scribe, and then the second, and then the third......

"Bang!"

There was a soft thud. The carriage was scattered and shattered. The white-haired old man wrapped in red light was revealed. At this time, the white-haired old man had all his hair, and it seemed like a divine soldier had come into the world. Seeing this, everyone in the Heavenly Star Pavilion was shocked, and immediately shouted in unison: "See the elders!"

And those monks who surrounded the Heavenly Star Pavilion, when they saw this, their faces changed drastically. The white-haired old man glanced at the people floating in mid-air and said, "Hmph." How did the demon clan send you shrimp soldiers and crabs to die in the future!?"

"Quick...... Let's do it!"

The black-faced man seemed to have only reacted at this time, and let out a low snort. Then the mana on his body increased. Pity. Before he could actually perform any tricks. The red light outside the white-haired old man's body suddenly gathered, and it gathered into more than a dozen bundles that were only the thickness of chopsticks. But the pillar of light, which was so bright that people couldn't look at it directly, suddenly roared towards him.

Under these dozen bright red beams, the black-faced man didn't even have the slightest resistance, so he made a 'bang' and was cut into a pile of minced meat.

When the other besiegers saw this, their faces changed greatly. Immediately, mana was drummed. And with the urging of the mana on their bodies. Their body shape has also changed. Some of them only increased slightly, and some of them directly increased by seven or eight times, and even the human form was no longer visible. These monks who besieged them turned out to be monsters disguised as humans!

Everyone in the Heavenly Star Pavilion caravan saw the situation in the sky. Everyone's complexion changed dramatically. A monster that can already transform into a human form is a demon cultivator! Legend has it that only demon beasts can transform when they reach the eighth or ninth level. Isn't that quite the same as the existence of the late stage of Yudan, or even the Yuan Infant Period!?

Compared to everyone's panic, the white-haired old man had no expression. It's just that he still stands still. And the dozen or so red beams of light that shot out from his body were more useful than any blade, and they often converged towards the middle, and immediately a demon cultivator was cut and divided, and among those demon cultivators, until this time, no one really launched an effective attack.

"me! Fight with this old guy!"

A monster covered with long yellow hair and nostrils to the sky roared loudly, and was about to pounce on the white-haired old man. However, as soon as his roar came out, the red beam of light emitted by the white-haired old man gathered towards him. Although the tone of this yellow-haired monster is not small, its defensive power is very average, and when the red beam of light sent by the white-haired old man hits, he is also like the previous monster, and he is cut into pieces.

At this moment, although the remaining seven demon cultivators had not retreated, no one dared to step forward for a while.

The white-haired old man looked at the seven demon cultivators above his head and said lightly: "With your cultivation, you are not the opponent of the old man." The old man is in a good mood today, so I'll let you go for the time being. Get out of here!"

Hearing the white-haired old man's words, everyone in the Heavenly Star Pavilion suddenly showed a look of regret on their faces. These are at least eighth-level demon cultivators, and the elders are about to let them go as soon as they are in a good mood? However, they know very well in their hearts that their cultivation in the future will be completely speechless in front of the elders.

"Hmph!?Let us go!?Old fellow, you're the only one, and you're still so arrogant in front of us!?"

Against all odds. When everyone in the Heavenly Star Pavilion thought that these demon cultivators would escape, a demon cultivator with a horse's face spoke viciously, and then pounced on the white-haired old man. And as soon as this horse-faced demon cultivator moved, the remaining six demon cultivators also shouted, and they all pounced on the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man frowned. However, the other party was obsessed, and he had no reason to keep anything, and immediately the magic trick was secretly urged.

"Whew, whew!"

More than a dozen beams of light staggered rapidly in mid-air. The seven demon cultivators who attacked the white-haired old man, except for one of them, could barely resist it, and the other six were quickly cut into pieces like the previous demon cultivators.

Although the white-haired old man was not a soft-hearted person, seeing that these demon cultivators were not afraid of death, he couldn't help frowning, stopped his hand, left the demon cultivator who could barely resist the red beam, and said lightly: "Let me ask you, how many of you are here, and how do you know that something is here?"

The undead demon cultivator was covered with pimple sarcoma, and he didn't know what kind of monster it was turned into, and he sneered when he heard this: "Hmph, human, do you think I will say!?" After speaking, he gritted his teeth and pounced on the white-haired old man again.

The white-haired old man frowned. The dozen or so red beams of light outside the body were once again towards the middle, converging into a bright and white beam. Suddenly slashed towards the sarcoma demon cultivator.

This time, the beam was obviously much more powerful than the previous one, and even the sarcoma demon cultivator couldn't resist it. I could only hear the sound of 'Hora'. The sarcoma demon cultivator was cut in half by the bright white beam.

Seeing that the demons were dead, everyone in the Tianxing Pavilion in the field cheered, and immediately stepped forward to clean up the corpses of the demon cultivators. Each of these demon cultivators is an eighth-level demon beast, from the demon pill to the flesh and skin, but they are all very rare materials.

The white-haired old man put away the beam, glanced at everyone, and said, "Be careful." What is on them...... Flutter!"

Before the white-haired old man could finish his sentence, he suddenly 'fluttered' and spurted out a mouthful of blood. And at the same time. A sharp claw covered with blood also peeked out from the white-haired old man's chest. Among the demon cultivators who were killed, one of them was not dead, and at this time, he sneaked up from behind.

"Humph!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the red light on his body rose suddenly. The demon cultivator who had deceived him was pressed by the red light that erupted from the white-haired old man's body, and he was immediately bounced out. However, after flying out of the four or five zhang, the demon cultivator volleyed a few more times and fell to the ground again. But he is a beautiful boy with white hair and waist-length.

"You...... Are you a jade-faced demon fox!?" The white-haired old man was taken aback when he saw the white-haired beautiful young man behind him.

Mei Shao smiled and said, "If it weren't for our demon fox clan, who would be able to hide the eyes of the Yuanying Monk?" )