In just one day, several masters of the Jindan period were killed by ambushes and sneak attacks.

This put everyone in danger, and even some of the trespassers who passed through Sulong Mountain couldn't help but think of the murderous maniac. Could the guy who set off a bloody storm in Sulong Mountain at that time be the same person this time?

Although this is a bit unbelievable, after all, it is the Jindan period that died here, and no matter how powerful the interloper is, it is impossible to kill the Jindan period in the foundation building period. After all, the intruder is innate and foundation-building.

But this idea makes many people not suspicious, and it is like some kind of conspiracy argument, which always makes people involuntarily push all this onto something or person they think it is.

And firmly believe in it.

These people naturally didn't know that all this was just caused by Zhong Wuxian and others killing innocents indiscriminately for their own selfish desires. You must know that the total number of people who entered the third level was only more than 100, and the number of escorts was only more than 800 people in total.

Among them, if you want to count the Jindan period, I'm afraid there are only less than 300 people.

This amount is naturally pitiful when you look at the entire sea area, but if it is in the Island of Trials, it is considered a lot, so even if Zhong Wuxian, Mo Dangdao and others take the lives of the monks and the golden pill, the spread of the news will not be fast.

Somewhere in the desert, a Jindan second-level monk looked at Mo Dangdao in front of him with frightened eyes, still looking at his own Jindan in the other party's hand in disbelief, his mouth open, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"For the ...... Weishenme ...... "There are already two dead companions around this monk, one is a monk in the foundation building stage, and the other is a passer in the innate stage. He and his companions in the foundation building period were also companions, and they were also loose cultivators, but they didn't expect to die inexplicably in the hands of Mo Dangdao.

"I refuse to answer the question of the dead. Mo Dangdao replied lightly, the hat was pulled very low, but it did not prevent others from easily guessing his identity by relying on this outfit. The monk felt his vanishing life, and the fear in his eyes was finally replaced by resentment, and said, "You...... You're going to fall into the devil's way......"

Mo Dangdao didn't react: "Whatever you want...... said, put away the storage bag and treasure on his body, and then Jin Dan rose against the wind, and no longer looked at him.

Finally, the monk lost a little of his vitality and lay on his side on the ground, cold blood flowing from the round hole in his chest, spreading on the boundless sand, shocking......

After Mo Dangdao flew away, he was about to look for the next target, but just when he chose the direction and was about to rush away, an alarm suddenly rose in his heart!

I saw a gray light and shadow suddenly flying in the distance in the sky, like an incompatible silk thread dividing the world under the scorching sun. The gray light and shadow soon came to Mo Dangdao's face, and then floated steadily in midair.

This person is just an old man in a gray robe, and the spiritual power fluctuations coming from his body mean that he is a Jindan second-level monk, but this old man obviously knows the origin of Mo Dangdao, but there is no respect or fear on his face.

On the other hand, Mo Dangdao, although the expression on his face did not change at all when he saw this person, there was an uproar in his heart! The two looked at each other for a while, and Mo Dangdao took off the hat, his eyes were not flat, but he couldn't see other emotions, and only listened to him: "It's been a long time, it's a bad Taoist." ”

"I didn't expect Mo Daoyou to come here, it's really strange. The Yin Daoist looked at Mo Dangdao lightly, with a consistent expression on his dead wood-like face: "There are three waves of monks who have been ambushed here, and six Jindan monks have been killed. I can't imagine that the famous fisherman actually did this kind of thing. ”

"What do I do, it seems that you can't control the yin damage Daoyou. A murderous intent flashed in Mo Dangdao's eyes, but he didn't dare to act immediately because he didn't know what he was afraid of: "If you stop me, it won't be boring enough to do justice or something like a joke." ”

"My master is very interested in these things you have done, and sent me to ask Mo Daoyou to come over and talk about it. The Yin Daoist said lightly: "Mo Daoyou, come with me." ”

Although the Yin Daoist said "please", there was more of an unquestionable flavor in his tone, as if he was imposing an order, and he could not refuse it.

As for his tone, Mo Dangdao frowned, then was silent for a while, and said, "Why do I want to go with you?"

Yin Daoist said lightly: "Mo Daoyou can choose not to go, after all, in addition to you, there are Zhong Daoyou and Cao Daoyou who are doing this now, the master invited you first, you should know what this means." After a pause, the Yin Daoist took out a token from his arms, then gestured towards Mo Dangdao and said, "You can refuse." ”

When he saw the token, Mo Dangdao's eyes flashed with horror and horror like the previous Ru Dao Artist, his heart sank, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The killing intent on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant, Mo Dangdao's face changed, his eyes were even more complicated, and after being silent for a long time, he exhaled heavily and said, "Your master is the owner of this token?"

"You'll know when you see it. Yin Daoist said lightly: "I don't have much time, and my master doesn't have the patience to wait for you for too long, Mo Daoyou, go or not, say a word." ”

Mo Dangdao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said slowly: "He...... How could he possibly enter the Island of Trials?"

"You don't have to worry about this. ”

Mo Dangdao's strength is much higher than that of the Yin Damage Daoist, but at this moment, in terms of momentum, the Yin Damage Dao person is much better than Mo Dang Dao. Mo Dangdao didn't know what he was afraid of, looked at the token, and finally said, "I'll go!" When the words came out, the worry and fear in his heart seemed to have faded a lot.

The Yin Damage Daoist seemed to have known Mo Dangdao's answer for a long time, and he didn't show any surprise, his face was always flat, he accepted the token and turned around, and resisted the wind: "Then follow me." ”

Nodding, Mo Dangdao put the hat on his head again, as if this would cover his pale face exposed to the scorching sun, and then his body disappeared into a rainbow with the Yin Dao man.

Yin Daoist led the way in front, and Mo Dangdao followed behind, his face was full of solemnity, and he could see that he was preoccupied, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

It didn't take long to fly, and then he heard the Yin Daoist say in front of him: "It's here, let's go down." The master doesn't want to be disturbed by others, Mo Daoyou, you'd better restrain your breath. ”

If someone else said this sentence to Mo Dangdao, Mo Dangdao would have been furious, after all, he was also a great cultivator who had been famous for a long time, when would he still be commanded by others? But after the Yin Daoist said this, only a hesitation flashed in Mo Dangdao's eyes, and he obediently reined in the power of his golden pill, and then floated down.

Below there were small sandbags, and a few cacti were growing messily on the arched sand. The oblique rays of the sunlight pulled down several shadows. Mo Dangdao seemed to sense something, but did not speak.

The Yin Damage Daoist came to the center of the three sandbags, and then stretched out his hand, and a black mana ignited in his hand, and then his index and middle fingers were a little closer together - suddenly, there seemed to be a ripple of water ripples in this steaming space, and then a different scenery appeared in the middle of the originally empty mountain bag!

With lush meadows, secluded green pools, and banana trees waving in the wind, it is a rare oasis in the desert.

And in the central meadow, there are several figures leaning against the banana tree at this moment. One sat cross-legged on the ground, while the other six leaned aside. And the person sitting on the plate was a beautiful man in brocade clothes, fair skin, and handsome appearance, he did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, but he was like a big tree sitting there, unmoving.

If this person is not cold and arrogant, who else can he be?

And when he saw these people, Mo Dangdao's eyes shrank, and Pan Yang, a well-known iron hand in the cultivation realm, was actually behind this person.

"The hosts. ”

The Yin Damage Daoist bowed respectfully towards Leng Ao, and then said, "Mo Dangdao brought." ”

Leng Ao only opened his closed eyes at this time, and then slowly swept towards Mo Dangdao. When his eyes opened, this cold arrogance and the cold arrogance that Chu Hao saw seemed to be two people, and now the cold arrogance in front of Mo Dangdao was just a slight sweep of his eyes, which made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the strong pressure was like a high mountain suddenly pressing on the top, making his chest sink!

Mo Dangdao was extremely shocked in his heart, obviously this person in front of him felt that he was just a junior in the Innate Great Perfection realm, but this feeling was much greater than the pressure of facing the Jindan Great Perfection!

This invisible coercion made him lower his head, and he didn't dare to meet his cold and arrogant eyes!

"Mo Dangdao?" Leng Dangdao's voice sounded slowly, different from the past, his voice at this moment was more of an innate arrogance and coldness, the name Mo Dangdao was not a loose cultivator in his mouth, but just an ordinary mortal's name: "I've heard of you, but it's the first time we've met." ”

"How dare you be a descendant of the crown prince?"

Mo Dangdao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, under this tremendous coercion, he couldn't even raise the slightest intention of resistance! How powerful does this require divine sense coercion to do? His pride as a Jindan fourth-level cultivator actually made him unable to raise his head to speak, and even his voice was extremely weak! After saying this, even he himself was stunned.

"Descendants of the crown prince?" replied to Mo Dangdao, with a cold and arrogant sneer, as if Mo Dangdao had said something very ridiculous. And this sneer actually made Mo Dangdao tremble uncontrollably, as if he had said the wrong thing!

Leng arrogant said lightly: "There are no descendants of the crown prince here!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, Mo Dangdao was shocked, and before he could react, the hat on his head was inadvertently blown to the ground. Immediately, the cold and arrogant voice continued to sound: "I don't want others to talk to me with their heads wrapped up. ”

This was an extremely insulting thing, but Mo Dangdao didn't react at all, and was about to speak, only to hear the voice of the Yin Daoist say: "This is the master, and the master has no descendants." ”

"Then ......" Mo Dangdao was about to say how could it be, but a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, and suddenly he raised his head in shock as if he had been struck by lightning, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be, the second elemental god?"