Chapter 637 Before I'm full, I don't want to start
Mo Yezi was ripped down from the sky by Jiang Muyang.
It was like a meteor falling to the ground, hitting the ground hard.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
A dull sound sounded, and a deep pit was suddenly smashed out of the thick ice layer. The surrounding area was filled with cracks, and they continued to spread and expand outward!
Everyone was immediately shocked and retreated outside.
How could they not know at this moment that this strange bearded man who suddenly appeared was definitely a master.
A master as tall as a land god!
Otherwise, he would never have been able to pull Mo Yezi down so easily.
"Brother Lin...you actually..." Shi Tianxing was shocked.
Is this still the casual cultivator Lin Fan he brought into the team?
His zhenqi fluctuations are only at the late-stage innate level, but at this time, all fools know that he is not at the late-stage innate stage.
It has to be at least... the late stage of entry, right?
Shen Feng's eyes widened even more.
Mist grass!
Mist grass Mist grass!
I thought it was just a little loser, but I didn't expect it to be a prehistoric giant crocodile!
Shen Feng couldn't help but tremble in his calves when he thought that he had repeatedly ridiculed such a giant man, and even forcibly took away one of his treasures.
Isn't this just stroking the tiger's beard?
Mother...my life is at stake!
Shen Feng's expression turned extremely ugly.
Everyone else was also shocked.
But at the same time, everyone also sees hope!
Unexpectedly, during this exploration of the ancient martial arts secrets, there would be such a strong person who could stand up to Mo Yezi.
Even if you are no match alone, don't you still have so many helpers?
A group of innates may not be able to defeat a land god.
But if there is a land god plus a group of innates, then the chances of winning will be greatly increased.
Everyone made eye contact and got ready.
Center of the venue.
Mo Yezi fell down, his legs bent slightly, and then stood up straight.
"hehe……"
Mo Yezi holds the dragon-slaying sword in his right hand, with the blade inserted into the ice.
He lowered his head and let out a cold laugh.
A cold, sharp and violent aura gradually rose up.
"I didn't expect that I actually made a mistake. It seems that I slept for too long this time, and I didn't even notice a golden elixir that was right in front of me."
Mo Yezi spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse.
Jiang Muyang raised his chin and said, "Old dog, don't act like a fool in front of me, it's of no use to me."
"You just sealed your body through some secret method and forced yourself to survive for thousands of years. Do you really think of yourself as an immortal powerhouse?"
"If I'm not wrong, you shouldn't be in a good condition right now?"
A cold light flashed in Jiang Muyang's eyes, and he continued: "That's why you are so eager to refine other people's flesh and blood, just to restore your vitality and restore your condition!"
Mo Yezi narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Jiang Muyang, and said: "I really underestimate you, you can even see this."
"You are right, I am indeed seriously injured."
"But so what?"
"Even if my strength is less than 1 in 10, or even less than 1 in 100, I'm still more than enough to deal with you!"
Mo Yezi looked Jiang Muyang up and down and said, "You bitch, you're pretty good. Kneel down in front of me and swear allegiance, and I can spare your life!"
"Moreover, I can consider passing on my cultivation methods to you, so that you can share immortality with me!"
"Golden elixir is just the beginning!"
Mo Yezi looked at Jiang Muyang with a smile.
Seems pretty sure.
After all, Mo Yezi actually lived for thousands of years!
And this is the most irresistible temptation.
Who doesn’t want to live forever? Who doesn’t want to live forever?
The others' hearts suddenly rose to their throats.
He looked at Jiang Muyang nervously.
Now, he is everyone's only hope. If he changes sides, there will be so many warriors present that none of them will be able to survive.
Suddenly, Jiang Muyang smiled: "Old dog, the more you act calmly, the more you reveal your lack of confidence."
"If you really had the strength, you would have taken action a long time ago. Why are you talking to me so much nonsense?"
"It seems that your condition is worse than I thought."
Jiang Muyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of mockery.
Mo Yezi's face darkened.
"What a smart boy. It's a pity that what you said is not entirely correct."
"I really don't want to fight with you, but it's not because I'm in a bad state, and it's not because I can't do it."
"Just because I don't want to."
"I really don't want to. I have been dormant for thousands of years. I have been sleeping for thousands of years. Once I wake up, I just want to refine all these blood slaves one by one and have a good meal!"
"I don't want to do anything until I'm full."
Mo Yezi's face gradually became distorted, looking a little ferocious, and his voice became increasingly cold.
"But why do you have to force me?"
"Um?"
"Why do you insist on forcing an underfed person to kill you!?"
Following Mo Yezi's words, a ferocious and violent aura suddenly swept away.
It was as if an unparalleled demon had opened its scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes.
"Hoo ho ho!"
An energy storm swept up and surrounded Mo Yezi, making waves of whistling sounds.
Mo Yezi's clothes, hair, and beard all danced wildly.
He slowly pulled out the dragon-slaying sword.
The shiny black blade shone with wisps of cold light, and also exuded an extremely violent aura.
This knife is so domineering!
Not only is the name domineering, the appearance is domineering, but more importantly, the momentum and style are domineering.
It seems like he really has the potential to slay a dragon.
This dragon-slaying sword is probably at least an eighth-level spiritual treasure, and may even reach the ninth-level spiritual treasure level.
"Dragon-slaying sword! One of the top ten ancient artifacts!"
Mo Yezi held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and slowly traced the blade with his left hand.
Rough fingers rubbed the blade, making a slight sound.
"This is simply a creation made by heaven. It's a pity that I have studied it for decades and have not thoroughly studied it."
"I have to admit that the forging skills of this knife are beyond my reach in my lifetime."
"Whoa!"
Mo Yezi suddenly raised the knife, pointing the tip of the knife at Jiang Muyang.
An extremely fierce momentum also locked onto him.
Top ten ancient artifacts?
Jiang Muyang's heart moved slightly.
He became somewhat interested in the "Ten Ancient Artifacts" mentioned by Mo Yezi.
Since this dragon-slaying sword is one of the top ten ancient artifacts, does that mean there are nine other artifacts of the same level as it?
very good!
This dragon-slaying sword is mine!
Jiang Muyang's eyes lit up and he looked at the dragon-slaying sword in Mo Yezi's hand.
In his heart, the knife was already his.
"You are so proud to die under such a magical weapon, boy," Mo Yezi said.
Jiang Muyang slowly shook his head: "Why do you villains always like to say things like being proud?"
"Um?"
Mo Yezi was stunned for a moment.
I don't understand what Jiang Muyang means by this.
Jiang Muyang raised his fingers towards Mo Yezi and said, "Come on, let's take action."
Mo Yezi's eyes were slightly cold, his shoulders shook, and he took action directly!
"Whoa!"
The dragon-slaying sword cut through the air, causing a sharp whistling sound.