Mo Chong shuddered. But the pain in the heart is far more intense than the pain in the body. Mo Chong finally spoke. What he called in his mouth was: "Ning'er, Ning'er......" He regretted it very much, regretting why he had never called Zhao Xuening so much in person. But now, it's ...... Thinking of Zhao Xuening, the tears that had just dried up just now flowed down again, blood and tears.

"Oh. You're talking about that white little girl, and we all like her very much. The black-faced monk who had secretly stabbed Mo Chong couldn't help but say a word, and after speaking, he laughed lewdly. In fact, this time they attacked the broken gold mine, they were almost busy in vain, and they didn't get it when they wanted to snatch the broken gold, not to mention that they didn't even find out a monk in the foundation building period. But now that there is a chance to hit Mo Chong, he is glad to do so.

When Mo Chong heard this, his body shook, his eyes suddenly opened, and two lightning-like eyes stared at the face of the black-faced monk. If it is said that the gaze can kill, the black-faced monk is afraid that he has died seventeen or eighteen times at this time. His gaze couldn't kill, but the black-faced monk still couldn't help but take a few steps back. Mo Chong's gaze was really shocking.

"Smack. ”

A resounding slap in the face. slapped on Mo Chong's face, and then a mouthful of thick phlegm 'bah', and also spit on Mo Chong's face. Blackface Friar. He was frightened by Mo Chong's gaze, and naturally felt very shameless. However, after he finished doing this, he immediately regretted it, and now it was Elder Ge who was interrogating, could he interfere himself? The hook-nosed old man was frightened by Mo Chong just now, and his face was a little unbearable, and the black-faced monk was obviously even more embarrassed just now. So he was not displeased with the black-faced monk's actions, but smiled.

When the black-faced monk saw it, he suddenly felt refreshed, and then spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on Mo Chong's face, and said, "Stare at me!? You have what it takes to kill me!?Come, come! Grandpa's neck is stretched. As he spoke, he really stretched his neck long and came to Mo Chong, causing everyone next to him to laugh.

Mo Chong trembled. Not because of the physical pain, but because of the remorse and unwillingness in the heart: 'I'm too weak, I'm too weak, I'm too weak!' If I were stronger, stronger...... Mo Chong's teeth were bleeding. I couldn't even move a finger. At this moment, if anyone can give him the strength to kill these people in front of him, he is even willing to give up his soul.

"Huh. A chuckle sounded in Mo Chong's mind.

"You want power? I can give you enough strength to smash these miscellaneous fish in front of you a hundred times, but there are conditions......"

"It doesn't matter! it doesn't matter what you want, as long as you give me enough strength!" Mo Chong shouted without thinking about it. Even if it was a demon god from hell who was talking to him now, and asked him to hand over his soul, Mo Chong would not hesitate to agree.

"Yes, as you wish. Don't forget what you promised, though. Another chuckle was given, and then, Mo felt the pain in his body suddenly disappear, and the wounds on his body were healing rapidly. Of course, what made Mo Chong most happy was the constant flow of power in his body. No, it should be said that it is a continuous flow of power from the right wrist into the body.

“...... That girl's thighs are so white, I'm pressed against her......" The black-faced monk was still foaming at the mouth, Mo Chong's eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly struggled hard, and the chains tied to him immediately broke inch by inch, and then, Mo Chong grabbed the black-faced monk's neck with five fingers. The black-faced monk heard the noise behind him, and just turned around, his neck 'clicked', and it was broken by Mo Chong, and he carried it in his hand.

"You...... Look for death!"

This change is really incredible. Everyone present was stunned for a moment. That's when I reacted. A demon monk behind Mo Chong made the fastest move, and when he saw that his figure flashed, he had already reached Mo Chong's back, and the next moment he raised his right hand. He didn't use the blade, so naturally he didn't want to take Mo Chong's life immediately, after all, the elder still had to ask.

"Whoosh!"

For the person behind him, Mo Chong didn't dodge at all, just raised his hand. The head of the black-faced monk in his hand was immediately thrown behind him. The raised right hand of the Demon Dao monk who was about to sneak attack Mo Chong was already falling, but Mo Chong threw a human head faster than his hand. I heard only a 'bang'. The black-faced monk's head suddenly collided with the head of the sneak attacker, and the two heads shattered at the same time with this muffled sound, and the blood and brain were mixed together, and it was impossible to distinguish each other.

"Huh!?"

The demon monks had already gathered around with shouts, but they were shocked when they saw this scene. Qi Qi froze in place. But Mo Chong wouldn't be polite to them, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he pounced on the nearest person.

In this person's hand was a big knife as wide as a door panel, and Mo Chong rushed towards him in front of him, his face was cold, and while the black qi on his body was rolling, he raised the big knife and slashed at Mo Chong. Although I don't know why Mo Chong broke free, most of them are some kind of life-burning secret technique. The reason why he stopped just now was just to avoid Mo Chong first, and since Mo Chong had already found him, of course he wouldn't back down. Like the previous person, he still didn't dare to attack Mo Chong's vital point, and the big knife in his hand was only aimed at Mo Chong's right arm. Whoever loses an arm can also speak.

"Humph!"

Mo Chong didn't mean to dodge the big knife of the door panel that slashed straight down, and the cold light flashed at all, and after snorting coldly, he actually went head-on, clenched his fist with his right hand, and suddenly punched out diagonally. The fist struck the knife from the side, and immediately there was a loud 'boring' sound. The Demon Dao Monk held the knife in both hands, and was so shocked that he couldn't hold it, causing the big knife to fly upside down with a 'whoosh!', and Mo Chong's other fist was already in front of him at this time.

"Pounce. ”

There was a crunch. Mo Chong's left fist smashed into the Demon Dao Monk's cheek, and when he retracted again, the Demon Dao Monk's face had been dented into it, and the blood, flesh and bones were mixed together, and he couldn't die anymore. It's violent, it's tough. When Mo Chong broke free and killed the black-faced monk, everyone only had a little fear in their hearts, and at this time, these few fears had all turned into fear. So, some people began to retreat, while others looked at the hook-nosed old man, wanting to wait for his meaning.

At this time, the hook-nosed old man had a look of shock in his eyes. Mo Chong's cultivation is not enough to fear. But he felt the slightest wisp of demonic energy in the little monk of the Southern Liang Kingdom in front of him. It was not the kind of demonic qi that they absorbed and transformed from the aura of heaven and earth, but the demonic qi that was more refined, thicker, domineering, and closer to the origin. The instinct of the monk told him that the kid in front of him was dangerous, very dangerous.

"Elder, should we do this?" the others apparently didn't see the shock in the hook-nosed old man's eyes, and someone asked.

When the hook-nosed old man was asked like this, he woke up from shock and immediately shouted: "Kill, kill, kill me, give me up!"

As soon as the hook-nosed old man said this, everyone present was in high spirits. Everyone present did not cooperate much, and if they shot together, one could not be accurate, and it was likely to kill the opponent, so everyone did not dare to step forward, and at this time, there was an elder's words, so there was no need to keep his hand. It's much easier to chop one person up than to keep it alive. Immediately, everyone shouted in unison, and thirty or forty blades greeted Mo Chong in unison. The members of the Scarface Youth Team worked even harder, completely attacking and not defending, because they had already seen Mo Chong's situation happen once. This kid doesn't stomp at all.

Mo Chong really didn't stomp. Sure enough, he was the same as before, just rampage towards the nearest person. But this time, the blades that everyone hit him were flicked away, and in the face of Mo Chong's monk, the thick protective shield on his body was pierced by Mo Chong's claws with a 'thud', and the next moment, his people were also scratched through the chest by Mo Chong. At this time, Mo Chong's right hand was no longer what it was just now, but completely turned black, not only with long claws, but also covered with strange patterns on the surface, and wisps of black qi swirled around this weird right hand.

When the hook-nosed old man saw Mo Chong's right hand, his body suddenly shook, and the shock in his eyes completely turned into fear. I saw him retreat step by step, and after retreating more than a dozen steps, suddenly a black light flashed on his body, turning into a ray of light and breaking through the air. Demon Clan! You can't be wrong! This kid in front of you is actually a Demon Clan! Why is there a Demon Clan in Nanliang Kingdom? Obviously, he is an ordinary foundation building period monk, and his mana has been raging in the other party's body, why did he become a demon in the blink of an eye? The eagle-hooked nose old man's mind rolled like a stormy wave, and he could barely think, only fear.

The Demon Dao monks in the foundation building stage in the field did not notice the departure of their elder, and their attention was completely attracted by the ink chong in front of them. I don't know who drank it: "Don't use these attacks, it's useless!

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and finally nodded. At this time, they had already recognized Mo Chong's strength, and with only these little tricks, there was really no way to help the other party. Immediately, the crowd in the field either rolled with black qi, or the cold air was swirling, or summoned ghosts and evil things, which was really spectacular.

When Mo Chong saw this qiē in front of him, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, revealing a sneer that should not belong to him. The sneer was full of ridicule. At this time, Mo Chong, not only his right hand, but also half of his body in his clothes were already covered with magic patterns, and now, around the pupils of one of Mo Chong's eyes, there was a faint black circle.

Mo Chong didn't notice it at all. No, even if he were aware, he probably wouldn't care. He just wanted to kill people, kill all the demon monks in front of him who were attacking the broken gold mine. Thinking of the destroyed broken gold mine, thinking of Zhao Xuening, Mo Chong's heart ached, and the last trace of reason disappeared, and a roar like a beast came out of his mouth, and he pounced on the demon monk in front of him.

Dead person. Dead people in a land. As for how many dead people there were, it was impossible to see. Because these people died too completely, too fragmented, and tangled in flesh and blood. Except for the thick bloody smell that filled the air, only a ground of minced flesh remained. Mo Chong stood like a statue among the minced meat. At this time, his right hand, left hand, chest, and thighs have been filled with exquisite and complicated magic patterns, and what is permeating his body is no longer the spiritual power of the five elements, but the tumbling black ** qi. Pure, thick, and black as ink.

The delicate magic patterns flickered brightly and dimly in the billowing black air, slowly spreading to Mo Chong's neck and climbing up his cheeks. It's as if these patterns are alive, as if to say, 'It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit.' "It's really just a little bit, as long as Mo Chong is completely covered by demon patterns, even if he is not a demon in the first place, he will probably become a demon."

Suddenly. Ink was impulsive, looked up, and looked at the sky in the distance. There's nothing in the sky over there. But Mo Chong still remembered that there was once a person who fled in that direction.

And ...... And one more ...... And one more ......'

"Whoosh!"

Driven by the only thought left in his heart, the black qi on Mo Chong's body rose, turned into a ray of light, and broke through the air.

The hook-nosed old man flew in the sky, and his speed was much slower than at the beginning, and he had just escaped from the broken gold mine, thinking that he was too shocked, and he was urging the light with all his might. Naturally, I was much more relaxed at this time. The hook-nosed old man looked at the blue sky behind him, and a hint of self-deprecation appeared at the corner of his mouth. Isn't he too careful? Now that I think about it, although that kid just now had pure demonic energy, it was pitiful, and this little demonic energy, no matter how pure it was, what was the use? Maybe the other party had obtained a different demonic path technique from theirs, and only then did he cultivate a more refined demonic qi.

Thinking of this possibility, the hook-nosed old man couldn't help but secretly regret it in his heart. I'm really scared of death. That's the way it must be. There are no demons even on their side, and the Southern Liang Kingdom, which has always been dominated by the Five Elements Exercises, how can there be demons in existence? It's a pity that he just gave the order to kill people, and now, that kid is probably dead, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, the hook-nosed old man felt a breath of mana from far and near behind him. The breath is very kind, it is demonic energy. Which of his own men caught up? Well, I have to think of a reason for my sudden escape, oh, my sudden departure. The hook-nosed old man thought as he turned his head. So, he saw a scene that made his heart tremble. What appeared behind him was the kid who had been besieged before. Could it be ......

The hook-nosed old man's face changed greatly, and he didn't think about it, so he immediately rushed away. Mo Chong behind him accelerated at the same time as the hook-nosed old man's escape accelerated, and his speed also increased sharply, and he actually caught up behind the hook-nosed old man in an instant, and quickly passed through his body. That's right, it's just a passing by. The hook-nosed old man who had already cultivated into a knot was directly torn apart by Mo Chong.

"Haha

Mo Chong looked at the blood dripping from his body and suddenly laughed out loud. The laughter rumbled in the sky like muffled thunder, and the flesh of the hook-nosed old man's limbs, which was falling to the ground, turned into powder in this laughter.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

After a burst of laughter, Mo Chong's eyes flashed coldly, like a meteor, flying towards the distance like thunder.

Tens of thousands of miles away from the broken gold mine, there is a Yandang Peak. At the foot of Yandang Peak, a group of monks are taking a rest. Looking at their costumes, there are the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the Heavenly Book Sect, and the Wine Immortal Sect. Among them, there are Zhao Xuening, Xiao Changqing and others. It turned out that they did not hold on to the crushed gold mine, but retreated here. They had received an order from above a day earlier to abandon the crushed gold mine and move to Hengyang City. For this order, Zhao Xuening was very pleased. Because she knew that Mo Chong was in Hengyang City. But at this time, she felt upset for some reason, and there was a faint feeling that a catastrophe was coming.

Xiao Changqing noticed Zhao Xuening's uneasy look, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Zhao, are you worried about Senior Brother Mo again? Don't worry, Senior Brother Mo, they have safely entered Hengyang City, didn't we already receive the news from Senior Brother Wuyan Liangwu yesterday? They are all safe, and they have also repelled the demonic monks who are besieging the city." ”

Zhao Xuening shook her head and said in a low voice, "I...... I do not know. ”

Xiao Changqing smiled, and wanted to say that he suddenly saw a black light shooting out at a terrifying speed in the sky, even if he was far away, he could already feel the tyranny and arrogance of the monk in the black light. It's a demonic monk! Everyone present soon discovered the light in the sky, and they couldn't help but change color in unison, and they all stood up.

The leader of this crowd, Xiang Shaoquan of the Tianshumen, whispered: "Be careful, the person who comes seems to be a master of the Yudan period! But since there is only one person, follow the first battle plan!" At this time, they already knew that the broken gold mine had been broken - the formation flags had been burned by themselves, and it could only be that the formation had been broken. Those who will destroy the Great Array are naturally Demon Dao monks. Therefore, everyone had already prepared that there might be a demon monk to pursue, and prepared several sets of plans against the enemy. At this time, although everyone was nervous, no one panicked. There are so many people on his side, and he has defense, even if the other party is in the Dan period, if there is only one person, he can't beat it, and it's always okay to trap the other party and then escape, right?

The black light was fast, reaching the top of everyone's heads in the blink of an eye, and then fell to the ground with a bang. Everyone was startled at first, and then someone recognized the person. This seems to be the retreat of the Demon Dao Monk, but it turned out to be the Mo Chong of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Xiang Shaoquan also recognized Mo Chong, but at this time, the black qi on Mo Chong's body was rolling, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed, which was obviously not normal. Therefore, Xiang Shaoquan quietly typed a code of 'ready to do it', and said with a smile: "Oh, it turned out to be Senior Brother Mo......"

"Whoosh!"

Xiang Shaoquan was speaking, and his body suddenly flew towards Mo Chong involuntarily. Xiang Shaoquan was shocked, and hurriedly said loudly: "Move quickly...... "He was going to say, 'Hurry up. Unfortunately, halfway through speaking, Mo Chong's right hand had already grabbed his head and pinched it gently. Suddenly, Xiang Shaoquan's brain burst and he died on the spot. Seeing this, everyone gasped in unison. Someone is going to strike right away.