Chu Mo was startled, and immediately grabbed Meng Po and hid to the side.

"Hmph, Chu Mo, you killed my Senior Brother Liu, today we are going to get justice for him!" The man in white led a group of monks from the Eastern Regions, looking at Chu Mo with a murderous face.

"It's you again, isn't the lesson enough?" Chu Mo let go of Meng Po and looked at the group of people on the opposite side lightly, feeling very disdainful of them in his heart.

His skills are not as good as others, and he even found such a large group of helpers.

"Hmph, it's useless for you to be hard-mouthed, today is your death!" said the man in white, taking out a jade flute and starting to play.

At this time, a nine-thorned heavenly wolf ran out of his body and bit towards Chu Mo.

And the other cultivators also made a move, all of them attacking Chu Mo and the others.

Chu Mo's heart sank, and he took the initiative to block in front of Meng Po and greeted him with a palm.

Meng Po's combat power is low, what can he do if he doesn't protect him?

Meng Po looked at Chu Mo in front of her, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and there was a trace of happiness in her heart, but she was more worried.

With so many people, where did Chu Mo deal with them.

Sure enough, the Great Palm was crushed by several attacks, and the rest of the attacks all came towards them.

Chu Mo could only take Meng Po out of the place with a dodge, revealing his main body and turning into a soul state, so that he could suffer less damage.

Seeing that they were dodging, the cultivators attacked him again, attacking him from all directions.

At this moment, three people suddenly appeared around Chu Mo and the others, each of whom helped him resist the attack.

"Little girl!" Chu Mo was startled by Zhi Yao who suddenly appeared, obviously he didn't expect to mention her before, and now she appeared.

"Seniors. Zhi Yao greeted with a smile, but when she saw his body, the smile instantly froze on her face.

"Senior, cough, you don't have to recover your body. Zhi Yao said it mildly, although she is not afraid of ghosts now, but looking at this face, she is still a little crazy.

Chu Mo also thought that this girl was afraid of ghosts, and chuckled twice to restore her handsome appearance.

"Senior, they are ghost cultivators, don't you want to help them?" The monks in the Eastern Regions didn't expect that someone would come to help, and one of them was a god transformation monk.

Nangong Yu just looked at them indifferently, Chu Mo was his benefactor, so he naturally wanted to help.

"What, can't you?" Nangong Che replied to Nangong Yu, can it be that people can only help people cultivate?

When the white-clothed male cultivator saw Nangong Che's underbeaten appearance, his heart was full of anger, if it weren't for the presence of the Transformation God Cultivator, he wouldn't have said much to them.

More than a dozen of them are still afraid that they will not succeed?

"Senior, this ghost cultivator killed the grandson of our Eastern Regions Beast Sect Liu Yun Ancestor, we must seek revenge on him, and I hope that the seniors will not interfere. The man in Tsing Yi stood up and said respectfully, but he was actually threatening Nangong Yu and them.

Their Eastern Regions Beast Sect's Liu Yun Master Ancestor is not easy to mess with, so if you know each other, you should not meddle with things.

"We are friends. Zhi Yao made their relationship clear in one sentence, indicating their position, and it was impossible to sit back and watch.

"Let's talk, do you have the share of the Jin Dan period to interject?" The man in white was already annoyed, and when he saw that Zhi Yao dared to talk to them like this in the Jin Dan period, he suddenly became even more angry.

Just as he finished saying this, suddenly a sword light flashed in front of him, directly ending his life.

His head fell to the ground, and the last thing he saw in his eyes was the god-transforming monk indifferently retracting the spirit sword.

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