Chapter 129: Tuoyue Sect won’t be arrogant for long
Seeing the lively on the outside, I saw only the disciples of the Holy Lingzong being lifted out after another, and there were screams, screams, scolding, and continued.
Those who live here are all cultivated monks, and they can clearly capture any spiritual fluctuations.
But just now, there were so many disciples of the Holy Lingzong who were injured and did not notice much of the spiritual fluctuations.
This means ...
The opponent did not play the eight classics at all, or it dropped directly according to the second.
Especially those disciples of Shui Yunzong watched in the distance, listening to the screams that came from there, their expressions were a little dignified.
A disciple came to Rong Yichuan and lowered his voice.
"Uncle, this ... What is the origin of Tosuezong?"
"I think that girl is only the entry level, but I guess what magic instrument should be used to observe the detection. The male disciple is also the Jindan period.
Big and successful disciples! Nothing is their opponent? "
Rong Yichuan's brows are locked.
This incident is indeed strange.
"These two people are the pro -disciples of the Lord of the Moon Zongzong. What a small means should be used? It's ridiculous."
"Tuo Yuezong can't be so arrogant for long, wait to see it."
The disciple lowered: "Uncle, do we want to take this opportunity to settle down? It happens to be a chance."
Rong Yichuan groaned for a while, "Be careful not to let people know."
"Yes!" The disciple's voice was a little high, and hurried to the other disciples behind him to invade and conspired.
At this time, the door was surrounded by the water, and these disciples of the Holy Lingzong had made a mess, and there were two of them who played themselves.
Mo Yu was tired, and turned to help Yu Junhao to treat illness.
She put a few elixir in Yu Junhao's mouth.
The injury on Yu Junhao's face gradually recovered, at least it was swollen and personal.
When the farce outside was almost the same, Mo Yu stepped forward, one by one, and kicked all the remaining people, closed the door, and patted the dust that did not exist at all.
"Sleep, brother, you go out from the window, I will not leave you anymore."
Mo Yu yawned lazily and was ready to go to bed.
On the outside, the anxious and corrupted Holy Spirit Sect left a few words of ruthless words and left angrily.
Today, I really poured bloody mold, obviously came to find someone else, how did it become internal fighting?
strangeness!
Inside the house, listening to the disciples who scolded outside, Yu Junhao's eyes turned over a burst of black clouds again.
The desire to kill was suppressed by him.
At this time, you can't kill.
You have to bear it ...
He took a deep breath and worked hard to suppress.
But the blood in the body is boiling, and it is almost impossible to suppress.
He could even hear the sound of his blood in his body. This kind of unstoppable killing intention was unbearable.
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the ear, and a soft pillow smashed on his back.
In an instant, Yu Junhao returned from the state that was almost out of control, and turned his head to look at Lidu.
"Brother, go out! I'm going to sleep."
Yu Junhao rubbed the back of his head. Although the cotton pillow was soft, Mo Yu had no acceptance at all. He was panicked on the back of the head.
However, such a interruption, Yu Junhao was surprised to find that his intention really accepted.
Yu Junhao did not leave, but just meditated at the door of the outside.
Mo Yu slept darkly, it was really heartless.
In the morning in the morning, the two went downstairs.
Many monks have been sitting in the lobby.
When the two came down, many eyes fell on them, with resentment and fear.
The two left expressionlessly, and they ignored the water of the water, those guys of the Holy Lingzong.
Mo Yu just walked out of the restaurant, and the system tips came from his mind.
[Ding Dong! You have a new sign -in task, please go to the bun stalls outside 500 meters away from two hours.]
[Ding Dong! You have a new sign -in task, please go to the fruit stalls of one kilometer away from three hours to punch card.]
[Ding Dong! You have a new sign -in task, please go to the city Donglou of 1,500 meters away from three hours.]
[Ding Dong! You have a new sign -in task, please go to the small forest outside the Chengdong Tower within four hours.]
Four sign -in tasks came directly in one breath.
Mo Yu feels that this trip is not in vain.
"Brother, we walked forward along this road, just up the mountain from the direction of the east of the city."
Yu Junhao's head, "Okay."
Along the way, Mo Yu completed the punch -in task, and he still remembered the life script that he saw from Zhong Bi.
The chance building is really a Lingbao, and it can also recognize the Lord.
Who is the Lord it recognized?
Mo Yu was absent -minded and looked around. This incident was pressed in her heart, making her emotions a little bit fascinated.
She checked all the lives of everyone on the road.
No one can live at that time.
Even when the brother did not live to the chance to recognize the Lord.
The two just came out of the city and went along the road along this path. Yu Junhao wanted to tell Mo Yu several times that they could fly to the sword, but when they saw Mo Yu have always been absent -minded, there was no opening.
Until the depths of the forest, the cold is so shiny.
The two stopped.
Yu Junhao's mouth rose slowly, evoking a bloodthirsty smile.
He turned his eyes to Mo Yu, "Little sister, remember to close his eyes later."
Mo Yu lazily waved his hand.
"what ever."
As soon as the words fell, I saw dozens of monks drilling out of the grass.
These people are the lowest in the ninth order of the foundation period, while four people are high, all of which are the peak of the ninth order of the Jindan period, and only one step away from the Yuan infant period.
Yuanying period strong.
Fifteen people surrounded the two.
The person headed by showed a proud smile.
"Finally, we are looking for a chance to block it. Two of the Ton Yuezong, you have played so many small tricks in the restaurant, it is time to pay the price."
Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, took half a step back, and moved the venue away to Yu Junhao.
"I can know you, Mo Yu, Yu Junhao."
The monk of the Yuan Ying period looked at Yu Junhao's eyes and rolled the killing intention.
"Mo Yu, but it is just a waste disciple that Wang Zhi just received. It is said that he does not like to practice daily only to know sleeping, so that only the entry -level repair is now."
Speaking, the contempt of the monk in the Yuanying period swept through Mo Yu's body, and his face was scornful.
"Is it still the entry level? You should use some kind of instrument to prevent people's peeping, but your talent will definitely not reach the Jindan period now, right?"