Huolong Daodao: "Yes, I also chatted with this kid because I was bored, you can let him go now." ”

When the gray-haired old man heard this, a strange look appeared on his face, and his gaze moved from the face of the Fire Dragon Daoist to Mo Chong's face, and then from Mo Chong's face back to the face of the Fire Dragon Daoist. After going back and forth a few times, the gray-haired old man sighed lightly and said, "Xia Huolong, of course you were like a murderer when you were crisscrossing the Demon Abyss Sea, why are you so soft-hearted now? Is this kid your illegitimate child? I don't think it looks like that." ”

Mo Chong had been motionless since the gray-haired old man appeared, but his thoughts were racing in his heart. With so many people besieging and a Yuanying monk leading the team, this is really a rare bad situation in his life. And listening to the tone of the gray-haired old man, he was the monk who had severely injured the Fire Dragon Daoist before. Even the Fire Dragon Dao people are not opponents, what should they do?

"Mo Chong, listen, wait a minute, I'll think of a way to drag these people, you take the opportunity to escape." Their goal is me, not after you. Just flee to the neutral zone and you'll be safe. The voice of the Fire Dragon Daoist came to Mo Chong's ears at this time. Mo Chong was slightly startled in his heart, and looked at the Fire Dragon Daoist. The Fire Dragon Daoist was also looking over at this time, and nodded lightly at Shang Mo Chong's gaze.

When Mo Chong saw this, his heart couldn't help but be hot, and the blood in his chest surged. At the beginning, when he met the Fire Dragon Dao person, the other party could be said to be to get benefits from himself, so he let himself go. But there were several times when it was the Fire Dragon Dao people who helped him solve the crisis. Even if the other party's purpose was to protect the information of Ziyun Xuanshen, Mo Chong was still very grateful in his heart. Until now. The Fire Dragon Daoist already knew that it was impossible to get anything from him anymore, but he still wanted him to go first.

Mo Chong was never afraid of the most vicious opponents. But someone was kind to him. But he couldn't stand it. The grace of dripping. Repay with a spring.

'Fire Dragon senior, can you buy a little time for the junior?' the junior wants to cast a spell. Mo Chong whispered to the Fire Dragon Daoist.

The Fire Dragon Daoist frowned, but finally nodded and replied, "It's okay. You cast a spell. If someone makes a move on you, I'll stop it for you. ’

Mo Chong nodded. Immediately, with a flip of his palm, he took out the Soul Sealing Book and began to recite the magic method silently.

Mo Chong and the Fire Dragon Dao people whispered and transmitted, and naturally fell into the eyes of everyone in mid-air. The gray-haired old man didn't know what to think. He didn't stop or interrupt the two of them until he saw the soul armor outside Mo Chong's body begin to take shape, so he nodded and said, "Oh!?Soul Sealing Book!?Is this the legendary 'Soul Sealing Secret Technique'? I heard that there was a secret technique called Soul Sealing in ancient times, which can seal all kinds of spirits in the Soul Sealing Book and drive it, but I didn't expect to finally meet it today, is this the secret technique hidden in Zixiao Palace?"

The Fire Dragon Daoist said lightly: "Who knows." ”

The gray-haired old man shook his head slowly, and said, "If you don't want to say it, you shouldn't have let this kid perform this technique in the first place. So far, you don't even say it. I can get out of this kid too. The gray-haired old man finished his words and waved his hand. Immediately, more than a dozen monks rushed towards Mo.

Mo Chong was at the last moment of spell casting at this time, so it was naturally difficult to respond to the enemy. Fortunately, there are Fire Dragon Dao people next to it. As soon as the Fire Dragon Dao raised his hand, a blue light immediately swept out like a long rainbow, attacking the dozen or so people who attacked Mo Chong. Seeing this, these dozen or so people naturally had no choice but to retreat. Seeing this, the gray-haired old man's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, the remaining monks also flashed and rushed towards the ink.

Seeing this, the Fire Dragon Dao Man did not move, but a blue light shot out from his body. The two blue rays of light were like two long cyan ribbons, protecting him and Mo Chong in the middle. The purpose of those three-in-a-row star cultivators was to capture Mo Chong alive, so naturally they couldn't attack, and they were forced by the blue light of the Fire Dragon Dao people, so they could only wander around the periphery.

The gray-haired old man had been watching silently, and at this time he suddenly spoke: "Xia Huolong." You're seriously injured, so let's stop. If you are consumed to death by these juniors in the Dan stage, where will your face go?"

The Fire Dragon Daoist didn't answer. However, looking at his figure, it was indeed much darker than at the beginning, and it had almost merged with the night. Mo Chong naturally knew that the situation was urgent, and continued to restrain his mind and step up his urging to start the magic trick.

'Why didn't you tell me beforehand!?' How could they let you go again with this trick!' might as well have fled from the beginning. Right now, you only have to rush out of the encirclement as soon as you finish casting the spell, and if you can escape to the neutral zone safely, you can immediately go to Zixiao Palace to seek refuge, you know?"

The secret words of the Fire Dragon Daoist were transmitted to Mo Chong's ears at this time. There was no lack of reproach in his voice. Mo Chong nodded, and at the same time, his body suddenly grew long, breaking through the air, and the casting of the Ten Thousand Souls Possession was completed. Seeing this, the Fire Dragon Dao people immediately became long, and two blue rays of light burst into flames, and the three star cultivators who couldn't get close to them were immediately forced to move away again.

"Huh, you want to run!?"

The gray-haired old man who had been standing beside him flashed with a cold light in his eyes, and he chased after Mo Chong. Although the Fire Dragon Dao man immediately drove two rays of blue light towards the gray-haired old man, he was seriously injured and a little powerless, and when the blue light was about to touch the gray-haired old man, he was exhausted, and it collapsed with a 'bang'.

The gray-haired old man is a Yuan Infant cultivator, and his speed is naturally amazingly fast. Although Mo Chong cast the possession of ten thousand souls, he didn't have much speed bonus, and in the blink of an eye, he was chased behind by the gray-haired old man. However, just as the gray-haired old man was about to reach out to grab Mo Chong, Mo Chong's figure suddenly slammed, and a dark green shield suddenly appeared in his hand, which was the tortoiseshell shield that had been refined not long ago.

Mo Chong, who was holding a tortoiseshell shield, suddenly turned around and met the gray-haired old man who was chasing after him.

Although the gray-haired old man had experienced a hundred battles, where would he have thought that Mo Chong would suddenly stop and turn around? It was too late to change the direction, only to hear a muffled 'bang', and the gray-haired old man's whole body slammed into the tortoiseshell shield. The tortoiseshell shield had a shock-bearing effect, and the impact of the gray-haired old man's rapid impact immediately rebounded back to him, and his face turned pale, and he involuntarily retreated backwards.

Mo Chong didn't take the opportunity to escape, and when he saw the gray-haired old man being shaken back, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the tortoiseshell shield in his hand was collected and replaced with a fire phoenix sword. The next moment, Mo Chong joined his sword and stabbed at the gray-haired old man.

"Humph!"

The gray-haired old man saw Mo Chong rushing towards him, snorted coldly, and grabbed his right hand forward violently, and a huge palm transformed by mana suddenly grabbed the top of Mo Chong's head. At this time, he was rebounded by the huge impact, his chest was churning with qi and blood, and he couldn't show more powerful tricks, but just this grab, it was enough to use ink to beat the Dan stage monks. (To be continued......)