As her man, I naturally have to protect her with all my strength.
Someone is coming.
It was an old man in a gray robe, with white eyebrows and a white beard, and wrinkled skin. It was hard to tell how many years he had lived. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were bright and he stared at the two of them, yelling: "Who are you?
What are you doing?"
When Mo Liancheng heard the old voice, he recognized that it was the voice of the old man from the Tomb of Heroes. At that time, he was promised to let him pick a piece of plastic grass. Thinking that this old man could walk freely in the God Burial Valley? Mo Liancheng was surprised.
Gui was surprised, but replied: "Senior, my wife is practicing cultivation, and I hope you will be accommodating at this critical moment."
"What I'm asking is, who are you?"
"He walked in from the outside in a dignified manner. He meant no harm." He meant no harm. He was just uneasy and well-intentioned.
If destroying someone else’s holy place is not malicious, then what is?
After thinking about it, Mo Liancheng took out Mo Xiaofan's sign in order to buy some time.
When the old man saw this sign, his face softened a lot, but he also said sternly: "Her practice must stop. If she continues to collect the spiritual energy like a whirlwind, the formation of the God Burial Valley will become unstable. This will cause
The consequences are unimaginable."
"This..." Mo Liancheng was embarrassed, "Senior, I'm sorry. This can't stop."
"Why?"
"Senior should understand that if you are interrupted at a critical moment in your practice, you will most likely get backlash, or you may go crazy. It may be seriously injured, or you may lose your life. Do you think I will take the risk?"
"Bastard! God Burial Valley is more important than a person. It's her fault that she picked the wrong place to practice." The old man raised his crutch, and suddenly a big crutch hit Qu Tan'er in the void. He wanted to break up the gathering.
The aura that arose.
But, how could Mo Liancheng not move?
He was already ready to make a move and quickly blocked the crutch.
Boom! There's a lot of movement.
But Mo Liancheng took the initiative and attacked the old man, so he could no longer be allowed to interfere with Tan'er.
The old man said angrily: "How dare a mere junior dare to attack me? The disciples sent by the Holy City are becoming more and more bold."
"Senior, I'm sorry."
Mo Liancheng said politely, he had no grudges with the old man, and the old man even gave a gift of Plastic Yuan Grass as a favor. Besides, the old man also has an old man's position. People will naturally come out when the God Burial Valley appears, but Mo Liancheng also has Mo Liancheng's persistence.
Let’s face it, in other words, no one is right or wrong. If there is a fight, it’s just that everyone has different positions and different protections.
In the air, two people exchange hundreds of moves in one moment.
Mo Liancheng is the area that gradually led the old man to deviate from Qu Tan'er's cultivation.
The more the old man beat him, the more frightened he became, and the more he beat him, the more incredible he felt.
Is this really a young man? Why is his cultivation so high? Light blue and black!
It's actually the same as him.
The important thing is that there is a very strange power in young people's bodies. It has no color, but it does exist.
The two men fought to a close.
In fact, neither of them tried their best and had reservations.
The old man is tied up in the Valley of the Buried Gods, not daring to let go of his strength, because he is afraid that if he goes through the conference, some of the forbidden formations in the Valley of the Buried Gods will be destroyed. What about Mo Liancheng? He can't go all out. Now that there is just an old man, no one can guarantee it.
Who will come next.
There is more than one old man guarding the Holy Land.
The man in green is the person he worries about the most.