Hou Mo Chenwei is in a bad mood recently.

When he is in a bad mood, he wants to drink, and when he drinks, he is easily drunk, and when he is drunk, he is easily overslept.

As a Nascent Soul monk, as long as he is willing, he will not fall into a thousand cups.

But if you live too clearly every day, the monk's long life will be too depressed and depressed.

When he woke up, he found something was wrong.

The Nine Nether Talisman has been seen, but the person he was waiting for has left, obviously refusing.

Instead, there are several Taoist monks who exuded a hypocritical temperament.

These self-righteous three-cultural decent sects! Disgusting!

Most of them are not very good at dealing with ghosts, but they are like robbing wild dogs and not letting go when they target monks.

Hou Mo Chen Wei sacrificed magic weapons and caught them directly, and wanted to throw them into the South China Sea water to feed the fish. As for whether they can survive, it depends on their luck and the interest of the sirens.

These two people were detained in the magic weapon "Kanhai Banner".

Hou Mo Chen Wei was about to throw them out when he suddenly looked closely.

There is another one who knows it.

It was the boy who made me embarrassed last time! Wu Qi, the Taoist priest of Fuyun Temple!

Good boy, you've fallen into my hands.

Hou Mo Chenwei also felt relieved.

He flashed, and he stood in the flag formation of the "Kanhai Flag" with his hands on his back.

Hou Mo Chen Wei said lightly: "Two juniors actually bother me to disturb me in practicing cultivation. What should I be guilty of?"

Another steadfast monk quickly bowed: "I don't know that seniors are practicing here, which is an unintentional act. Please forgive me."

"Kneel down!"

Hou Mo Chen Wei shouted loudly.

The monk's face changed slightly.

A lazy voice came from next to him: "It's almost done, Senior Hou Mochen. You are a great Nascent Soul monk at least, and it doesn't matter if you bully the young with the big ones, right? Why not be straightforward and just say what you want?"

Hou Mo Chen Wei looked at the annoying face coldly: "It seems that you are inexplicably confident. Do you think you will be as lucky as last time?"

Wu Qi smiled slightly: "I have strong muscles and bones recently. It turns out that it is beneficial to my practice. The seniors still look strong, but they are the old man, so it's not so angry, which is not good for their health."

Trefohai was a little confused at first, but when he heard it, he felt that it was going to be bad.

The monks are not afraid of making harsh words. The more ruthless the words, the less likely they are to fight.

This situation is mostly concerned about each other.

What I am afraid of is such a sarcastic spirit. If you are not good, you will have a life-and-death battle.

Junior Brother Wu, I’m so confused!

This is a real Nascent Soul Cultivator!

The deacon Hou Mo Chenwei of Jiuyou Mountain, and the monks of the Five Dao and Seven Temples who have little knowledge, all know that this person who uses his pupils to perform magic tricks is extremely difficult to deal with.

But the situation is no longer possible, and Trevor Hai no longer thinks about it. The "Shuangli Du Sword" floats in front of him and Wu Qi, ready to beware of the other's magic and magical powers at any time.

Wu Qi had another idea in his mind.

Although he had only had two dealings with the old man, he knew very well that a blind beard was definitely not a rude person.

Saying all the good things will not cause any wavering or change to the other party. If you want to change your mind, you have to do something.

Just the same as last time.

"Very good, my mouth is still so hard."

Hou Mochen Wei laughed instead of anger. He floated in the air, keeping his hands on his back.

The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly disappeared, and turbulent turbulent flows gushed out from all directions. These rapids were transformed by spiritual energy. It is naturally a great opportunity for monks on weekdays, but once the spiritual energy transforms into waves into spiritual energy and becomes a sea, it will be a disaster.

Trevor Hai made a seal with his finger and shouted, "Borrow the wind and use the boat!"

The "Shuangli Du Sword" suddenly turned into two huge carp. The red carp carried Trefo Sea, and the black carp carried Wu Qi, Li Mi and Chongyang.

The spiritual sea rolled, the waves were terrifying, and the manic spiritual energy formed cyclones, constantly tearing everything around it, causing Trefo Sea's spiritual power to be quickly consumed.

He sent a voice transmission from his heart: "Junior brother, I can't hold on for long, and I have to break the formation of crystal blocks!"

Wu Qi stared at Hou Mo Chen Wei.

What made him afraid of was Hou Mo Chen and Wei's supernatural powers "reward in the world".

Now this magical power has quietly unfolded.

Wu Qi and Trevor Hai's shadows were thrown into the air and pulled together.

The end of the shadow is a human figure with a skull like a tree crown and a slender neck and a long body. Its body is filled with holes of all sizes, as if it was gnawed by some kind of insect, and dry black arms grew on its narrow torso, as if it was a monster from a nightmare.

One arm stretched into Hou Mo Chenwei's heart, and two hands pierced into the shadows of Wu Qi and Trefohai respectively.

"What should I be punished if I am wronged to practice!" the old man said coldly.

"Those who do not know are not guilty."

Wu Qi was still calm: "Senior Hou Mochen is waiting for Shen Ju here. We are ordered to come here to arrest Shen Ju, each of whom is his master, and there is no personal grudge."

Hou Mo Chenwei showed a strange smile on his face: "Not necessarily."

Suddenly, Wu Qi felt that his heart was suddenly grabbed and he could not breathe for a while.

not good.

The use of "reward in this life" is indeed more than just ordinary grudges!

Cui Fohai heard the sound of the voice: "Junior brother, this is the supernatural power of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. It is difficult to be wary of using the power of the heavenly way. Hou Mo Chen Wei's use of his eyes as a medium, so he should not look at him!"

But it is known that it is one thing, and confrontation is another.

Trefohai was also unable to protect himself. He was also breathing rapidly, and his heart was also clamped. He tried his best to maintain the carp from being strangled by the sea of ​​spiritual energy on all sides.

Wu Qi gritted his teeth and pinched out two Taoist talismans.

In the black and white smoke, Chongyang and Li Mi transform into the evil dragon girl in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Xiao Zhang, who was already in the early stage of the demon coach, merged with Bi Qianyan and held a long spear in his hand, possessing four golden objects. At this time, he was also in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Kill him."

Wu Qi resisted the violent squeezing from his heart and issued an order.

The evil dragon girl turned into a white light, as fast as lightning, smashed Hou Mo Chenwei's chest with a punch, but the old man laughed loudly, and blood and bones splattered in her chest.

On the contrary, a large pool of blood was sprayed out from Wu Qi's mouth. He felt that the person who was pierced through his chest was himself. The severe tearing pain accompanied by a comminuted numbness made his brain slow and his nostrils kept dripping blood outward.

He realized in his mind.

Hou Mo Chen Wei deliberately suffered injuries, and wanted to revive himself by the grudges brought by the "retribution in this life".

He made up his mind that he would not be able to withstand being killed before him.

Wu Qi was fierce.

Then let’s compare who’s life is stronger!

He threw out his god and defeated thousands of miles, and the silver armored man pointed at the old man and launched a fight.

Hou Mo Chen Wei's face changed slightly, and the short-clothed magic weapon on his body turned into a four-toed monster again, and he buried in the air and fought with the gods.

Wu Qi kept in his hands.

The poisonous dragon in the double-headed snake crawled out and swam in the sea of ​​spiritual energy in a never-before-existing state, dyed it all over the world with purple and fog-like toxins everywhere.

He also threw out the magic weapon and he succeeded in the succession needle and stabbed Hou Mo Chenwei's chest, causing the old man's muscles to twitch wildly and his eyes and nose to blood.

Wu Qi was not much better at this time, and he felt like he was struggling all over. He felt that every bone was pinched and it was difficult to gather strength.

The evil dragon girl realized that Hou Mo Chen Wei and Wu Qi were connected in life and death, so she did not dare to continue attacking. She was just by Wu Qi's side, anxiously wanted to do something, but didn't know what to do.

At this time, the ghosts and gods finally took action.

He waved his long spear in his hand and danced a weird and primitive dance, but this time he seemed to be imitating fish, swimming in the water.

The vermilion mask on Fang Xiang's face emitted a faint light, and the pupils of the four golden eyes had a certain kind of magic.

He muttered a lyrics, chanting the long and ancient rhythm. Suddenly, a spear in his hand was inserted into the ground, turning into a blood-colored rainbow that rushed straight into the sky.

Fang Xiang said: "Taibu Fangliang, listen to my order."

The originally surging sea of ​​spiritual energy gathered towards Changge in an instant.

Gradually condensed a majestic body.

It is about one meter tall, with horns on its head, a dense mane, and a string of skulls wrapped around its neck. Its muscles are as hard as pebbles. Its upper body is naked, and its lower body is as dark as stone.

The demon who was summoned by Fang Xiang held an iron whip shaped like a bamboo joint, staring at Hou Mo Chenwei in front of him with green eyes.

The demon cried out: "Mu Gui, Mu Gui."

It murmured, and a roll of iron whip in its hand, locking Hou Mo Chenwei's neck directly and holding it in its hand. Hou Mo Chenwei struggled desperately, but could not get rid of it at all, and his eyes were filled with unstoppable fear.

The black shadow transformed by the "Retribution of the World" magical power collapsed and dissipated in an instant. Hou Mo Chen Wei sprayed out another mouthful of blood, and his breath completely suffocated.
Chapter completed!