Infinite Heroes Seat

"Junior dare!"

Seeing Mo Wen's disagreement, he drew his sword and faced each other, Yu Yangzi was startled first, and then furious.

He has always been arrogant and arrogant, otherwise he would not have been fooled by the poison **** and ghost king, and lost most of the family of Changshengtang for the position of the leader.

Although Mo Wen's reputation has been greatly shocked in recent years, he still seems to be a junior in his eyes. It is really unreasonable to dare to take the lead against him at this time.

The black and white lights alternated, and the yin-yang mirror hit Mo Wen's head.

"kill!"

But Mo Wen flew up backwards, the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand struck the light with a sword.

The emerald green light rushed into the two colors of black and white, and it shattered the brilliance of the two colors with just a stir.

"kill!"

Without stopping, Mo Wen flew straight to Yuyangzi with a frenzied fighting spirit on his face.

"So courageous!"

Seeing this, Yuyangzi laughed furiously, and while flying back, she shook the yin-yang mirror in her hand again and again.

The black and white rays of light echoed each other, and the mysterious light bursts, and the force of traction and counter-shock continued to hit Mo Wen.

"kill!"

But Mo Wen ignored it and shouted, like a barbarian with a battle axe, raising the Dragon Slashing Sword is just a sword.

After being led away, he made another sword, and when he was counter-shocked, he killed him with greater force.

Amidst the sky full of green lights, Mo Wen madly killed Yuyangzi again and again, without treating him as a giant of the magic path that had been famous for hundreds of years, but like chopping a fish, with one sword after another. The sword ground slashed vigorously.

After being beaten all the way by Mo Wen, he jumped. Yuyangzi's old face was flushed, and he felt like a peerless master in a martial arts contest, but he was slapped in the face by a barbarian.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

Looking at Mo Wen, another sword struck his head. Yuyangzi couldn't bear it anymore.

I saw the yin and yang mirror in his hand flashing again and again, and suddenly the white light was shining, the dazzling dazzling, unheardable sword of Dragon Slashing was struck by a sword, and was unexpectedly thrown away by the abrupt earthquake.

"Boy, you die here for me!"

With a ferocious laugh on his face, Yu Yangzi flipped his right hand. Pointing the black side of the mirror at Mo Wen, a huge black light hit Mo Wen head-on.

But the next moment. The smug color on Yuyangzi's face solidified on her face, and she saw that a small mirror suddenly flew out of Mo Wen's head, the yellow halo turned, and the black light was actually bounced back.

The yin-yang mirror in his hand flipped once again. Yuyangzi hurriedly used the white light to disperse the black light, but before he waited for anything to do, he suddenly felt a cold in his chest, but a small piece of dagger flashed through his chest.

The pain came from her chest, Yuyangzi looked at her chest, and then stared at Mo Wen.

"Zhan Xiangsi, kid, you shame me!"

Mo Wen shrugged, his face no longer the same enthusiasm. But a calm face.

"Who called you stupid!"

Recalling the Dragon Slashing Sword in one hand, Mo Wen cut off Yuyangzi's head with a backhand, and then put the Yin Yang mirror into his hand.

Looking at the black and white mirror. He just smiled softly.

"Well, the harvest is pretty good!"

Yin Yang Mirror

Grade: b+

Category: Treasures for People

All the treasures of Changshengtang Yuyangzi, black and white, have anti-shock and traction power, and they are very powerful.

All the next things will be easier to handle, without Yuyangzi, Changshengtang is naturally a tree-falling macaque. Except for a few diehard loyalists, all were collected by the King of Ghosts. Since then, the Changshengtang, which has been passed down for eight hundred years, has been destroyed, and the entire Demon Sect has been unified under the Ghost King Sect.

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Early in the morning, there was a thick fog in the dead marsh, and the whole world was gray. Mo Wen stood on the top of a big tree and looked around.

Here is the depths of the dead marsh. There are extremely poisonous miasma everywhere, and it is not like the periphery. There are unexpectedly dense forests growing here, and at first glance, you can't see the edge.

Behind Mo Wen, a beautiful figure in a yellow dress floated.

"Didn't you say that you won't intervene this time? Why did you kill Yuyangzi in the end?"

Jin Ping'er looked at Mo Wen's back, with a slight splendor flowing in his eyes.

But Mo Wen didn't seem to notice anything, and said casually: "I had a deal with the Qingyunmen guys and got a good sword, so I wanted to find someone to try it!"

"A liar! After you clearly fought the right way, you rushed over without stopping, otherwise there would be no such coincidence!"

Jin Ping'er wrinkled her Qiong nose and groaned at Mo Wenjiao.

I don't know if it is because of her natural beauty or her amazing skill. This glimpse really has thousands of styles, just making people want to sink into those eyes like autumn water, and never wake up.

With a light smile, Mo Wen walked two steps closer. The two were originally standing side by side on the tree, but at this time Jin Ping'er was forced by Mo Wen to be next to the trunk.

With a slightly blushing face, Jin Ping'er lowered his head and said glutinously, "My son, what do you want to do?"

Mo Wen gently stroked a strand of Jin Ping'er's hair and played it back and forth in his hand. Until the roots of Jin Ping'er's ears became blushing, he said, "If Ping'er thinks the son, I am helping out because of my pity for Xiangyu. That's all right, why would Ping'er be so attractive!"

Hearing this, Jin Ping'er's face turned redder, her eyes kept dodge, and her autumn eyes were almost dripping with water.

"Bottle, I like you!"

With a slight smile, Mo Wen bowed his head and kissed the cherry lips.

Sweet and soft, both of them were addicted to the wonderful feeling.

But suddenly Jin Ping'er seemed to think of something, his face changed, and there seemed to be a thin anger on his face, and he pushed Mo Wen away abruptly.

"You don't know how many women you have told this lie, and you want to lie to me, huh! Men really don't have a good thing!"

The beauty is slightly angry, but the tens of thousands of styles, as if the slight anger has also turned into a moving beauty, written on the cheeks, fascinating.

Mo Wen shrugged. "Let's talk to each other, isn't Ping'er's expression just three-pointed true and seven-pointed fake? That little girl is really cute. If I don't cooperate, won't Ping'er's thoughts be wasted?"

"You! Shameless!"

Jin Ping'er just jumped, glared at Mo Wen fiercely, and then recruited the Zimang Blade and flew away.

In Mo Wen's mind, there was a chuckle at first.

"Master, it seems that Young Master Second seems to want to play some very dangerous games!"

Mo Wen stretched his waist and said nonchalantly, "She is much smarter than her master. But since she wants to play, I will play with her. Anyway, this kind of thing will not hurt me!"

"Master. You are really bad enough, I think she will fall into your hands in the end."

Mo Wen also smiled at this, "Coincidentally, I think so too. And our Miss Jin Ping'er seems to have misunderstood something, and that is fatal in this game!"

With a smile in his eyes, Mo Wen turned into a green light and chased Jin Ping'er.

Mo Wen and Jin Ping'er continued to move towards the depths of Death Ze. On this day, there was a loud noise like a tiger roaring and a dragon chanting from a distance in the endless rain!

Then the wind and clouds in the sky were changing and surging at almost visible speed, and the clouds were transpiring, layer after layer like roaring and rushing waves, really changing the color of the sky and the earth.

I saw it in the dark depths far away. Suddenly a dazzling golden light rose up, gradually brighter and thicker. Behind it, it turned into a huge golden beam of light, rushing to the sky and piercing the clouds amid the roar, it instantly illuminated the sky and the ground with golden light everywhere. Clouds are golden clouds, and trees are golden trees!

Looked at that towering into the clouds. With huge trees like mountains, Mo Wen's mouth showed a smile unconsciously.

"Have it finally appeared? After getting this volume of heavenly book, only the scroll of the Magic Moon Ancient Cave is left!"

Suddenly speeding up, Mo Wen turned into a ball of blue light and flew towards the giant tree, followed by Jin Ping'er.

In the other direction of Death Marsh, a white figure dressed in white also noticed the abnormality, gritted his teeth slightly, and flew towards there as well.

On the periphery of the death swamp, a giant snake that was winding for an unknown length raised its head, looking in one direction with its huge lantern-like eyes, and then suddenly let out a roar that shook the sky, as if roaring at the sky. .

And as if responding to it, there was a phoenix-like roar from the sky not knowing how far away, and an orange cloud could be seen faintly.

After roaring twice, the giant snake's eyes flashed humanely, and then it began to crawl toward the depths of the death swamp.

In Dawang Village, listening to the strange noise, a middle-aged scribe suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, looked into the distance, and then smiled slightly.

"Is it finally out? It's not wasted that I waited so long! Qinglong, You Ji, let's go!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the middle-aged scribe turned and walked away, let alone looking back, his own aura of gazing at the world as he walked, slowly dissipating.

"Yes!"

Seeing the ghost king, Qinglong’s eyes flashed with eagerness and responded in a low voice, while the other side You Ji hesitated and stopped talking, but at the end she gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice: "Sect Master, the vice master is also here. , Don’t you tell him about this?"

Qinglong's expression changed when he heard it, and he hurriedly gave You Ji a wink, while the ghost king slowly turned his head and gave You Ji a deep look.

"Do you think you should tell him?"

You Ji's face changed slightly, but she still bit her scalp and opened her mouth and said: "Sect Master, he is Yao'er's husband after all, and he has been doing his best to my sacred religion for so many years, and he has never had a strange heart. I don't I understand why the Sect Master still guards against her. If there is something wrong in the future, won't Yao'er be in a dilemma~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The Ghost King was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed.

"The reason why I kept it from him is because I have never seen through him for so many years!"

"I am Yao'er's father, but I am even the leader of the Holy Church. For the future of my Holy Church, sometimes I have to keep a hand. Otherwise, I am really worried that one day, the Holy Church will not be destroyed in his hands. !"

"How come!" You Ji was in a hurry, she wanted to explain, she would never want Mo Wen to fall out with the ghost king, otherwise what should Baguio do in the future.

The ghost king waved his hand, did not speak, and suddenly sang loudly: "The end of the world is always far away. Children's intentions have always been idiotic. The sky is high and the sea is eighty thousand feet wide, and all living beings are crawling. The stars are ten thousand points, the moon is bright, and the sky is cold and cold. Frost. Everything is ridiculous like a dog, who will cover the rain and the clouds?..."

This song is ancient and clumsy, although it is not soft and pleasant, it has its own vigorous meaning in the desolation.

Under the sky, above the ancient road, long white clouds, lonely wilderness, the ghost king walks with his hand, but he is unspeakable and rebellious. (To be continued) ()