"Is this the thing?" Peng Yue pointed to his fingers and took a picture of the dark green scroll that Mo Chong had just dropped to the ground in his hand. Peng Yue couldn't tell the origin of the scroll, but since its seal was still there, it naturally couldn't cause any harm or impact to Peng Yue.

"Strange, strange. Peng Yue frowned. At this time, Mo Chong not only fell into his hands, but also fell unconscious and was slaughtered by others, but the bad premonition in his heart not only did not disappear, but became more and more intense.

"Forget it. Peng Yue shook his head and decided not to think about it anymore. After all, a hunch is just a hunch, and it's not a particularly surprising thing to be wrong once or twice once in a while. Thinking like this, Peng Yue immediately raised his hand, and a black light immediately shot out from his hand and flew towards Mo Chong's head.

"Whew. ”

The black light quickly pierced Mo Chong's head, but the imaginary scene of blood light bursting did not happen, and the black light pierced into Mo Chong's body, as if it was a mud cow entering the sea. Peng Yue's expression, which was already a little relaxed, immediately tensed, his body suddenly retreated, and at the same time, his hands clasped in front of him, and shouted: "Blood Dragon, kill!"

He stopped drinking, naturally he wanted the blood dragon to kill Mo Chong, but something unexpected happened again. Not only did the blood dragon not attack, but it slowly let go of the dragon claw that was holding Mo Chong. Mo Chong, who was unconscious, also slowly raised his head at this time, his appearance did not change, but there was an extra demonic, evil, and powerful aura on his body, as if he had changed a person in an instant. Look into his eyes again. His eyes were terrifyingly dark, as if they were an infinite abyss, capable of swallowing everything he looked at.

"You...... You...... Who are you!?"

Peng Yue was stared at by Mo Chong's terrifying black eyes, and couldn't help but shudder, and then, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head, and shouted: "Blood Dragon, you ......" Peng Yue didn't finish this sentence completely, as soon as he raised his head, he immediately found that the blood dragon he had summoned with essence blood nourishment, and his eyes at this time had also turned pitch black, and it was terrifyingly black.

"Whew!"

The wind behind him sounded, and at the same time that Peng Yue was shocked, a dragon claw of the blood dragon had already grabbed from behind and dragged his person firmly in the claw.

"Hmph, you little thing is also worthy of being called a blood dragon!?"

Mo Chong spoke, and his accent also seemed to be a different person.

Peng Yue was already speechless in shock. He wanted to struggle, wanted to scold, but at Shang Mo Chong's bottomless black eyes, a boundless fear and despair immediately rose in his heart, not only could he not scold, but he didn't even have the slightest idea of resisting. Now he just wants to prostrate himself on the ground, bow down reverently, and ask for only one death.

Peng Yue's wish was soon realized. Mo Chong raised his hand slightly, and the blood dragon claws that held him immediately tightened. I only heard a "flutter" sound. Peng Yue's people were held into a ball of meat sauce, dripping drippingly. At this time, the strength of the blood dragon has improved much compared to when he controlled it in his hands.

"It's so blue......"

Mo Chong didn't look at Peng Yue more, but raised his head to look at the sky, as if he hadn't seen the blue sky for a long time, and he was stupid. And the blood dragon, like a well-behaved kitten, curled up in a ball, crouched in front of Mo Chong.

"Huh!"

This silence did not last long. The bronze bracer on Mo Chong's right hand suddenly emitted a burst of colorful glow at an inopportune time, enveloping Mo Chong's figure in it, and the blood dragon in front of Mo Chong, as soon as it was illuminated by this colorful glow, immediately disappeared with green smoke, leaving only a broken fan with lost spiritual light, which fell to the ground.

A trace of melancholy and reluctance flashed in Mo Chong's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, the little strength that I have finally accumulated is used to save this little ghost, not to mention, I have to be trapped again......" Before the words were finished, the colorful glow disappeared, and Mo Chong also 'pounced' and fell to the ground.

"Bang. ”

Falling down, Mo Chong hit his head on the rock, and was suddenly knocked to his senses. As soon as he woke up, Mo Chong immediately jumped up, looked around vigilantly, and found that there was no danger, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he found that his body was in tatters, not only his clothes were torn into strips of cloth, but even the two pieces of armor that were close to him had been scrapped.

"Yes! Demon Monk!"

Mo Chong, who saw his dignity, was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what happened before. But except for some bits and pieces of blood on the ground not far away, Peng Yue was not around. Mo Chong immediately looked up at the sky. In the distant sky, the four monks could still be seen fighting each other, but Peng Yue, who had fought against him before, could not be seen. Mo Chong frowned. All he remembered was that his heart ached for a moment, and then he passed out. What happened during the time he was unconscious?

"Scroll!?By the way, could it be because of this scroll!?"

Mo Chong remembered that it was the moment before he tore open this scroll that he felt a throbbing pain in his heart, could it be that at that time, the scroll had already played a role, and his coma was the reason for the scroll? Thinking of this, Mo Chong immediately saw a tattered fan on the ground in front of him, and a set of clothes that were crumpled into a ball and covered with blood stains were the clothes that Peng Yue was wearing.

"Whew. Mo Chong let out a sigh: "That scroll is really a good thing...... Huh!?" Before he could finish speaking, Mo Chong saw the dark green scroll on the ground that he thought had been used, a ruler long, and a surface full of runes.

The scroll is still there, but Peng Yue's bones are gone?What's the matter?Mo Chong was completely stunned. He couldn't figure it out.

'No! now is not the time to think about that!'

Mo Chong quickly pulled his thoughts out of his doubts. Whatever the reason, Peng Yue is dead anyway, and he is still in danger now. The top priority is to hurry up and help the two Heavenly Book Sect and the Beast Immortal Sect, kill those two Demon Dao monks, and then leave this place. Thinking of this, Mo Chong took out a set of clothes from the storage bag and changed them, quickly packed up the things on the ground, and flew towards the battle group of the Heavenly Book Sect monks. The monks of the Beast Immortal Sect are two against one, even if they can't win, it is more than enough to temporarily entangle the other party.

The gray-clothed old man who was fighting with the Tianshumen monk was obviously very alert, and Mo Chong wanted to go around behind him to sneak attack, but he was discovered by the other party early, and he immediately opened the distance between him and the Tianshumen monk and made a defensive posture. Mo Chong couldn't, so he had to fly to the side of the Tianshumen monk and stand side by side with him.

Seeing Mo Chong's arrival, the Tianshumen monk also did not continue to make a move, but looked around vigilantly, and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, ...... fight that demon with you?"

Mo Chong shook his head and said, "He won't come." As he spoke, he flipped his palm slightly, revealing a bloodstained storage bag in his palm, and immediately put it back.

When the Tianshumen monk saw this bloodstained storage bag, he was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, junior brother, you can hold this old man for me for the time being, and I will prepare a powerful spell to solve him at once!" Mo Chong didn't speak, just nodded, and pulled out the Qingfeng Sword with his backhand.

The two of them didn't speak loudly, and the gray-clothed old man not far away didn't hear anything specific, but seeing Mo Chong stepping forward alone, the Tianshumen monk grabbed a strange finger and stayed in place motionless, and had already guessed the intention of the two, and immediately snorted coldly: "Hmph, you think ......" Halfway through the words, his face suddenly changed, and he said: "Peng Yue! Peng Yue was killed by you!?"

At this moment, Mo Chong didn't bother to take the other party's words at all, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Fire Phoenix Immortal, Great Chaoyang!" As Mo Chong shouted, a huge Fire Phoenix Flower composed of flames bloomed behind Mo Chong, and the petals shot towards the gray-clothed old man and the skeleton ghost soldier in front of him like arrows.

This move, 'Fire Phoenix Immortal, Great Chaoyang', is an intermediate-level mid-level spell, its power is actually very ordinary, and those flame petals are a little more powerful than fireballs, and the ordinary protective shield of the foundation building monk can resist it. But this spell has an advantage, that is, it is continuous, as long as the monk's mana supply is continuous, the flame petals will not stop, and these flame petals have a slowing effect, which is used to entangle people, which is no better.

Seeing that Mo Chong didn't answer, the Tianshumen monk behind Mo Chong was so relieved and bold to gather his strength to prepare a big move, and the speculation about Peng Yue's death immediately added a few more points. If Peng Yue hadn't died, then how could this kid in front of him get out and come over to help? He didn't think Peng Yue would leave the two of them and run away. However, Peng Yue, who was in the late stage of foundation building, would be killed by the kid in the early stage of foundation building in front of him!? He couldn't believe it for a while, and he couldn't believe it.

'Forget it, no matter what, it's not advisable to stay here for long!' Leave a mark on them first, and then chase after them when you have gathered the other people who have come to support!'

The gray-clothed old man gritted his teeth, he had already made up his mind, and immediately pinched his fingers, and the red light flashed in the eyes of the skeleton ghost soldier floating in front of him, and suddenly burst open with a "bang", and the white bones circled quickly outside the gray-clothed old man's body, forming a 'bone circle'. The flame petals of the Fire Phoenix Immortal flew closer, and they were immediately resisted by this bone circle, and they couldn't fall on the gray-clothed old man's body at all. The gray-clothed old man slapped his waist, and three black-filled talismans suddenly flew out of his storage bag and fell into his hand.

Mo Chong didn't do it with all his might, originally wanting to save some effort. However, seeing that the old man in gray used the bone ring to resist the petals of the fire phoenix, and took out three strange talismans, knowing that he had no way to keep his hand, he immediately sighed lightly and suddenly urged the mana.

"Huh!"

After the red light flashed on his body, a huge fireball with a diameter of more than seven feet came out of Mo Chong's body, it was the burst fireball, the bursting fireball had just formed, and the next moment it 'boomed' and burst open. At this time, Mo Chong's Fire Phoenix Immortal spell had not stopped, and many petals hit the bursting fireball, how could this thing not explode.

PS: I'm sorry everyone, but the computer hasn't been good since yesterday, and now I'm borrowing a computer from someone else to publish, but fortunately, I have a manuscript. I'm tired of waiting for a long time, I'm really sorry not to go, and the dark blue worships.