"What nonsense are you talking to this kid? Kill him! Murong Xian'er must have been taken into the Space Spiritual Treasure by him!"
"Have you not noticed? Behind this boy is the Sky Demon Wing, and his speed is very weird. After Murong Xian'er was taken into the Space Spirit Treasure by her, he went all out and was a little faster than us!"
The two masks are communicating with each other using soul power.
But their words were intercepted by Mo Wen's perverted soul power.
"Eh...it's true!"
"Let's stabilize him first and then wait for the opportunity."
The two wanted to stabilize Mo Wen first before talking.
"You release the person first, and we'll talk slowly." The man in the red face mask said.
"Okay, I'll give him to you right now." Mo Wen nodded.
The two of them were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they came to their senses.
This guy is very smart!
"Murong Xian'er is inside."
Mo Wen threw the Danta towards the red-faced masked man.
call out!
The Danta draws a beautiful arc in the air.
The red-faced masked man saw a seven-story black tower flying towards him, and stretched out his right hand to catch it.
call out!
Just when the black tower was about to touch his palm, the tower suddenly avoided his arm and rushed towards his head.
Bang!
The mask shattered and the small black tower hit the opponent's face.
The red-nosed old man with a broken mask had a buzzing head and nosebleeds.
Damn! So hard!
This is the complaint made by Mo Wen and another man in a white mask.
Unexpectedly, this mask is not only used to cover up the appearance, but also has a certain protective effect on the head.
The man with the white mask couldn't help but feel hot when he saw that his companion's mask was smashed by the opponent's black tower with blood flowing everywhere.
This small tower is an amazing treasure, and it can actually damage a venerable person.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound, and before the red-faced masked man could recover, he was hit on the back of the head by Danta and fell directly to the ground.
"Hahaha...it's actually a spiritual treasure that births spiritual wisdom!" the man in the white mask said with a wild laugh.
He discovered that the small tower moved freely and was not urged to move by the young people opposite.
"Where to run!" The figure of the man in the white mask appeared beside the Danta, and stretched out his big hand.
Just when his palm was about to grasp the Danta, he suddenly stopped.
Because behind him, there was an explosion of terrifying energy.
"Dragon Fist!"
The golden dragon rushed out from Mo Wen's arm and rushed towards the back of the red-faced masked man.
"Hmph! You don't overestimate your capabilities!"
The white-faced masked man snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and a wall of aura condensed in front of him.
boom!
The golden dragon hit the air wall and disappeared.
call out!
Ta Ling took advantage of the opportunity for the opponent to withdraw and defend, and controlled the Danta to return to Mo Wen's side.
"Hiss! It hurts!" The red-faced old man got up from the ground and put his hand on his forehead.
It seemed like I was attacked by something just now!
"Huh!"
"He won so quickly, I'll give him another try!" Ta Ling muttered in a low voice when he saw the Immortal Lord waking up.
call out!
The red-faced old man felt wind blowing in the back of his head, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
He turned his head and looked behind him, only to see a black stream of light expanding continuously in his pupils.
Bang!!!
The red-faced old man's forehead splattered with blood, his eyelids rolled up, and he lay down on the ground again.
But this time he was prepared and was not knocked unconscious.
boom!
The man in the white mask wanted to capture Danta, but was stopped by Mo Wen.
The two of them exchanged a physical punch attack, and their strength was evenly matched.
"Who are you? Why are you so physically strong?" The masked man looked at Mo Wen and frowned.
He is in the realm of the Venerable, and the other party's cultivation level has been revealed in the confrontation, reaching the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm.
When did such a character appear in the God Clan?
"You are a human!" Mo Wen saw the other person's pupils and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He hadn't noticed it just now, but now he noticed the color of the other person's eyes.
"Boy, this guy's head is too tough. My attacks have little effect on him." Ta Ling's voice rang in Mo Wen's mind.
Mo Wen raised his eyes and saw that the venerable-level strongman had already stood up and was fighting with the tower spirit.
The tower spirit is faster than the opponent, and every attack hits the opponent's body with a clanging sound.
But the other person acted like a fine person.
Mo Wen turned his attention to the red-faced old man and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"This eye color! It's a demon!"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wen frowned.
How did the demons and humans get together?
"Boy, you inject the immortal power into the tower, and I'll launch my ultimate move to kill them all!" The tower spirit's voice sounded again.
"Can you kill a powerful person at the Venerable level?" Mo Wen asked curiously after hearing this.
"Yes, but the price is high. I will fall into a deep sleep again, and it will take a thousand years to recuperate before I wake up again." Talling replied.
"Furthermore, you will also be seriously injured during the process of me adjusting your cultivation. I will not make such a choice unless it is absolutely necessary."
"No! Come back!" Mo Wen heard this and refused. "I'll just get rid of them!"
Seriously injured?
To be able to kill a powerful person at the venerable level requires a lot of immortal energy.
And if you are seriously injured, you will be in more danger.
You know, there is another person hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity.
If he is seriously injured, he will lose more than he gains.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that you still have the Sky Demon Wing. This thing can really help you avoid their pursuit." Hearing this, the tower spirit thought of Mo Wen's Sky Demon Wing.
Whoosh!
The clothes on Mo Wen's back were pierced by a pair of white bone wings, and the Danta was taken back by him.
"This kid wants to escape, don't let him get away!" The red-faced old man looked at Mo Wen's movements and guessed what he was thinking.
"You two, I'll take the first step!"
The bone wing behind Mo Wen shook slightly and turned into a streak of light, escaping into the distance.
The two venerable-level powerhouses transformed into streams of light and chased in the direction Mo Wen left.
Under Mo Wen's full force, the distance between Tianyaoyi and the two of them became wider and wider.
After chasing for a quarter of an hour, the two looked at Mo Wen in their sights and looked at each other.
"The task assigned by the young lady has not been completed, what should I do?" the red-faced old man frowned.
"Murong Xian'er was not caught. Let's go back and deal with Murong Xuan and atone for his sins." The man in the white-faced mask pondered for a moment, and then said.
"Okay!" The red-faced old man heard this and nodded.
Then, the two of them turned into streams of light and flew towards the direction they came from.
call out!
Just after the two left, a black figure covered by a cloak appeared.
She looked in the direction where Mo Wen disappeared and snorted coldly.
"You're in the way! Don't let me know who you are!"
"Otherwise, I will let you die with no body intact and no soul left."
In the woods, Murong Xuan was holding a long sword, pointing directly at the person opposite.
"Do you, the human race, want to provoke a war with our god race?" Murong Xuan looked at the masked man opposite and said coldly.
"Murong Xuan, has the war between humans and gods ever stopped?" the masked man sneered.