"Can't wait any longer. ”

Looking at the people who seemed to be slightly relieved in their anger, Mo Lin Yan said: "On the way I came, I saw countless Red Flame Insects have gathered, and if we wait, we will never be able to get out of the Red Flame Desert!"

Qingyuan also had a headache, shook his head, sighed, and said, "Do you think I don't want to? This insect king is unwilling to cooperate, and I have a Buddha treasure to control it, otherwise I would have been torn to pieces a long time ago!"

This is also the reason why the monks present all look forward to Qingyuan, because only he can suppress the Insect King, and it is Qingyuan that they have a chance to negotiate, otherwise this red flame insect within a radius of a hundred miles will attack, let alone fragments, they may not even have scum left.

Morin frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, and came to the fat head with a leap.

The insect king cheered up a little, squinted at Mo Lin, and said coldly: "The ...... who know each other"

Poof.

A seven-foot long sword slammed into the Worm King's fat head, and a sinister aura rushed into the wound.

The heart-rending screams caused a commotion among countless red flame insects, who looked at the king who was trembling and screaming in pain, and they roared wildly, as if they wanted to share that bit of pain for the king.

"Damn, damn it, you damn boy, and that monk! I ......."

A sword!

This time, not only a sword, but also Qingyuan, who had a calm face and recited Amitabha Buddha, played a talisman seal.

The talisman turned into a red light and flew into the red-glowing rope.

Click.

The huge friction rubbed the skin of the insect king, leaving blood and water one after another, plus the deformed giant that had been strangled, it could not be described as miserable.

Maureen was like a puppet, his movements stiff, just a sword, a sword, and another sword.

"Are you smart? Since you are wise, since you are wise, then I will treat you as a human being. ”

Ten swords can't do it, ten swords can't work, a hundred swords, a thousand swords! Coupled with the heart-rending pain after injecting evil qi, he doesn't believe that it can bear it, he doesn't believe that it can't compromise.

"Is there a limit to your magic weapon?" asked Qing Yuan in Mo Lin's voice.

"Forget it, what's the use of transmitting sound?" Qingyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Do you know why this Red Flame Insect King is so fearless? Because it guessed the flaws of my magic weapon, and guessed that I didn't dare to kill it!"

"Don't you dare to kill? Why!" Morin's expression turned cold, this really didn't make sense, could it be that these monks in front of him were specially sent rations?

"The Red Flame Insect King is not the master of this desert!" Qing Yuan seemed to know the Red Flame Desert very well: "There are at least ten digits of the Red Flame Insect King in the Red Flame Desert, but there is an old Insect King who has survived for hundreds of thousands of years above this Red Flame Insect King. Qingyuan sighed: "The old insect king will not wake up from his slumber, but if he dies, the insect king will die...... I'm afraid we really won't be able to get out of the Red Flame Desert!"

Mo Lin only realized that he was naïve at this time, where is this called a trial? This is undoubtedly just a ration for the fierce beasts of the small world.

Entering the small world, you have the ability, you can survive and persevere to the end, and get rich rewards, if you don't have the ability, it is a dead end.

There is a certain amount of time to quit the small world, let alone a certain amount of time, and you may lose your life in an instant in this dangerous place, unless you are sure that there is no danger to quit.

When entering the small world, the monks are risking their lives to fight and make a bright future, how can they leave like this?

This is a dead end, the monks don't want to leave, and in the face of a real crisis, even if they want to leave, they will die in that short moment, wasn't that the same with Merlin in the first place? They didn't even react and died tragically under the mouth of the Red Flame Worm!

"Is this a deal between the strong?" Morin was not stupid, he understood the truth.

For the strong, this is indeed a trial, but the difficult trial is not fatal, because they have the ability not to be killed before exiting the small world!

"Have you finally figured it out?" Qingyuan's expression was a little stern: "It's just started, I don't want to quit." ”

"That's why you signaled the Worm King to drive all the monks passing by here. ”

"It's not a drive, and if you want to get through the Guò Canyon, you have to pass through this place. Qingyuan said Amitabha Buddha and smiled casually.

Morin didn't go on, both were smart men, and the many monks present were not fools.

But that greed motivates them to quit and risk their lives to quit without getting anything? What are you kidding? They don't want to, they're willing to give it a go!

"I just want the two of them. The Red Flame Insect King smiled weakly and said, "You go, you can go, I'll let you go, but I must stay with the two of them!"

"I know I can't kill you, but how can I make you feel better if you make me unhappy. ”

"Oh!

The threat of the Red Flame Insect King was a sword, a fierce sword, and the Red Flame Insect King at this time was like a bucket with countless holes pierced, and the viscous blood kept gushing out.

Although it was painful, it also achieved its desired effect, the people in the crowd were really ready to move, looking at each other, as if they wanted to find a leader, they were not related to Mo Lin, Qingyuan was not related, how could they be willing to risk their lives to fight to the death if they could get out safely?

Maureen didn't speak, he was like a tireless farmer, constantly doing the action of stabbing and retracting.

"You want to go?" Qingyuan suddenly laughed as he looked at the crowd that was about to move.

Someone in the crowd who was silent for a moment said angrily: "Isn't it okay? Why are we working so hard for the two of you? You don't have a good heart! Brothers, let's go, let's go quickly, don't let these two people get dirty and affect their luck!"

With that, the monk turned into a light and left.

As soon as he left, it was like smashing a boulder on the surface of a calm lake, and suddenly someone responded, and they left one by one, not looking at Mo Lin and Qingyuan at all.

The friar, who had been a little hesitant, watched one person leave, sighed, and followed closely.

"Senior Mo Lin......" Fu Hao was cautious, he was afraid that he would say something wrong and provoke Mo Lin to be stabbed to death by a sword, he was very afraid, especially watching Mo Lin's numb sword stabbing at the Red Flame Insect King!

"This is your freedom, and I have no right to interfere. Morin's expression was cold, and there was no change at all.

"Thank you, thank you. Fu Hao breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart that he could finally leave the hands of this devil, and one day he would escape back with his own interests.

"That's right, Qingyuan Daoyou. ”

Qingyuan turned his head and said, "Brother Mo Lin, please speak." ”

Mo Lin stabbed another sword without expression, and at this time, the Red Flame Insect King no longer had the strength to roar, lying on the ground, snorting softly, his expression painful.

"The Red Flame Worm's riot is not surprising because of him. ”

"What!" Qingyuan's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he looked at Fu Hao, who was about to flee, and shouted angrily: "Miscellaneous, leave it for Lao Tzu! Your uncle's dare to pit your Buddha and grandfather!"

Fu Hao had the heart to scold his mother: "I know! I know! How could this devil let me go like this!"

"Mo Lin! You devil! You will be punished! Lao Tzu went out to kill your relatives, haha, ride your confidante in the crotch, let you be tortured!"

Fu Hao was already crazy at this time, he scolded loudly, of course he also had no fear, using secret techniques, burning blood, he was ten miles away in an instant, what could he be afraid of when he was ten miles away?

He understood that the two of them couldn't get out of this ten miles of land at this time, and the sky was wide and the sea was wide and free from ten miles away.

The corner of Mo Lin's mouth suddenly smiled, and he slapped the Red Flame Insect King with the blade of his sword and said with a smile: "I don't care, I can naturally settle accounts with him when I get out of this small world, but you can only live with hatred!"

Hate! How can you not hate? Its situation at this time is completely caused by that slut, but he doesn't hate Morin in front of him? hate it even more! How can I make you feel better if I am not happy!

Fu Hao's shouting and scolding made the Red Flame Insect King feel very happy! But when he heard what Mo Lin said, his heart was entangled! Hatred! He understood that he couldn't kill Mo Lin in the end! If he even let Fu Hao go, what kind of face would he have to gain a foothold in the Red Flame Desert!

At least kill him to alleviate the hatred in your heart!

"Damn, you're ruthless!" The Red Flame Insect King let out an angry scream: "Children, kill and kill! Kill that slut for Lao Tzu! No! I want to use him as nourishment, as hatching nourishment!"

(Xiao Chenzi: "I finally finished the third chapter, I took the medicine and my head was dizzy, but I still persevered, brothers, I went to sleep, I hope you can watch it well! ^_^ ”）