Mo Dahai subconsciously trembled, looked at Yao Ruofeng who was struggling on the ground and Yao Qingyu who was already dead, and replied respectfully: "All this is instructed by the Medicine Clan, our Mo family is really being
They forced and participated in this action. When I followed these two people to deal with the Saint, I deliberately revealed flaws to allow the Saint to escape!"
Speaking of this, Mo Dahai tried hard to swallow his saliva and looked at Gu Xinyao like help.
"Mo Dahai, you..." The remaining Su Laozhong and a Su Lao from the Medicine Clan were also Su Lao of the Mo clan. Except for him, the rest were Su Lao of the Mo clan. When he saw Mo Dahai talking like this, he shouted angrily.
"Don't pull us Mo tribe in what you do. This time, if it weren't for us, the saint would have been killed by you traitors. Today I will replace the Priests' Hall and kill you!"
After Mo Dahai finished speaking, his eyes flashed with a sharp look and he suddenly attacked the old man Su of the Medicine Clan.
"You..." The old man from the Medicine Tribe was shocked and angry, and did not dare to resist at all. Instead, he activated his body and flashed directly into the fog.
"Don't let him run away!" Mo Dahai shouted fiercely and took the other two Mo clan elders to catch up.
But at this moment, a blood-colored light flashed in the fog, and then a scream was made, and the old man from the Medicine Clan was forced to retreat.
A sturdy middle-aged lich flashed out immediately after him.
"The Eighth Witch Thieves, Imperial Army, aren't you, aren't you?" The old man from the Medicine Tribe looked shocked and pointed at the sturdy middle-aged lich with a trembling look, his eyes full of horror.
"It's your grandfather, hahaha, why? Do you want to say why your grandfather is not dead?" The Imperial Army smiled wildly, glared at the old man Su of the Medicine Tribe, and said, "I have a great life, I'm so young.
Brothers saved their lives before they could see the fate of you old dogs!”
"Forget it, forgot it, I said before, success, king, defeat, bandit, my medicine clan is secretly secreted, and I deserve the end of today. However, although you have a great life, your brothers must have such a good life! Hahahaha...
…”At this point, the old man of the Medicine Clan knew that he was bound to die, so he became completely tough and laughed desperately at the Imperial Army.
"Where do you get the confidence that you think my brothers will suffer from unexpected results?" The Imperial Army gritted his teeth and looked at the old man of the Medicine Clan with a ferocious look.
"Hmph, the eldest son of my clan took action personally. Do you think you inexperienced bandits can escape?" The old man Su of the Medicine Clan had already made everything and sneered.
"Okay, very good. In order to kill all our twelve witch thieves, your medicine clan has really put some effort into it. OK, okay..."
The Imperial Army gritted its teeth and said a few good words. Suddenly, he suddenly made a sudden move. A flash of blood was flashing. The medicine clan's old man could not defend himself. He trembled, spewed out a mouthful of blood, looking at the mountains.
The fog in the depths suddenly had a sad smile on his face.
"I'm going first..."
With a "boom", he directly exploded his Yuanhun. The powerful shock wave instantly rolled up the fog. Fortunately, everyone present was wary and took action at the same time to completely block the shock wave.
After doing all this, Chu Tian's face was calm and he turned to look at Mo Dahai.
Mo Dahai quickly looked at Gu Xinyao with a look of pain.
"Brother Chu, Elder Mo did have any more hands before. If it weren't for him, Xinyao wouldn't have escaped here. I'm afraid I would never see you again..." Gu Xinyao hurriedly spoke and pleaded for Mo Dahai.
She is kind by nature. At this moment, she looked at Mo Dahai's eyes. She knew that Mo Dahai didn't deliberately let her go, and she couldn't bear to be killed by Chu Tian.
Mo Dahai nodded gratefully at Gu Xinyao and said, "Thank you, Saint!"
Then, he turned his head and looked at Chu Tian expectantly.
But Chu Tian's expression was still calm, he said nothing, but just looked at Mo Dahai.
Mo Dahai was stunned. After all, he was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, and now he understood what Chu Tian meant.
After a moment of silence, Mo Dahai finally gritted his teeth, raised his hand suddenly, and slapped his chest hard.
With a "bang", his body trembled suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood was spewed out. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead rolled out instantly, a trace of dimness flashed in his eyes, and the soul was shaken.
"Young Master, can you calm down?" Blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and Mo Dahai looked at Chu Tian with a wry smile.
Chu Tian didn't say anything, and his eyes turned to the other two Mo clan elders.
The two old men looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. This young man was not easy to mess with, let alone a violent eighth thief. Mo Dahai had already taken the lead, so they naturally didn't dare to have it.
Any hesitation.
After gritting his teeth, the two old men slapped the chest hesitantly, spewing out a mouthful of blood. The people looked much older, bowed to Gu Xinyao and Gu Qingchan, and said, "I offended the saint before and
Brother Qingchan, I hope I will atone for my sins!”
Gu Qingchan glanced at Chu Tian with complicated eyes. Everything the young man did from his appearance to this moment was extremely tempting.
There was an excited light flashing in Gu Xinyao's eyes. She didn't expect that Chu Tian would appear at the most dangerous time, and she didn't expect that his cultivation was so powerful.
"You can get out!" Chu Tian glanced at Mo Dahai and the other two and said coldly.
"As long as the young master's instructions!" Mo Dahai smiled bitterly. He knew that it was already a great fate for his three people to survive, so he would not dare to have any resistance at this moment.
The three old men looked at each other and disappeared directly into the fog.
The moment he entered the fog, Mo Dahai became more and more frightened as he thought about it. Cold sweat on his forehead kept flowing down. Thinking of this trip, the Mo tribe might be in a dilemma.
It was not until they rushed out of the outer edge of the mountains that Mo Dahai and the other two breathed a sigh of relief, but they only thought of everything before, and felt a slight sense of fear.
"Brother Dahai, can you tell me about the master's belief you mentioned before in detail?" A trace of expectation flashed in the eyes of a Su old man from Mo clan, and he looked at Mo Dahaidao.
When this famous old man mentioned it, Mo Dahai was still scared when facing the terrifying feeling when facing the belief in dominating the truth. After a moment of silence, he whispered: "We Lich clan, we survived by faith, and then twelve years ago.
The reason why the ancestor witch is powerful is because of the beliefs of countless tribes, which provides them with a powerful source of power."
"But although this power of faith is magical, it is nothing compared to the power of faith. Although belief and faith are a word different, it is a world of difference. The power of faith is to rely on the power of others, and the power of faith is to use the power of others.
, it is the rules of heaven and earth that fully exert its own strength and realize with a firm will and confidence in winning!”
"Rules?" The old Mozu Su's eyes moved.
"Although it is a rule, it is completely different from the power of rules that we realize from the world. The rules contained in this power of belief completely regard the body as the world, and regard this belief as the rule. In this way,
The body is the heaven and earth, and faith is the rule. This is the power of faith, which is extremely terrible!" Mo Dahai was still scared.
"But what is the belief in dominance you mentioned just now?" Su Lao Mo was extremely curious.
"The power of faith is different for different people, because of different will and thoughts, and the power of faith produced is different. They have the belief that they must win, the belief that they are unyielding, and the belief that they see through life and death. However, few people can develop the belief that they dominate.
, This belief has nothing to do with cultivation itself, but completely concerns the state of mind..."
"As young, I have the belief in dominating the Lord. I didn't expect that the ancient clan would have such an outstanding genius..." Mo Dahai sighed, but his heart was filled with coldness and fear.
"What happened to the elders so panicked?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in front of him.
The three of them looked at it quickly, and they were shocked all over. They rushed forward and dragged the young lich in front of them, saying, "Feng'er, you can't go ahead!"
"What happened to the elders Su?" This young man was Mo Yunfeng, the eldest son of the Mo clan. In order to find his sister Mo Qiulan, he walked out of the clan before Mo Dahai and others, and did not know how to kill the twelve witch thieves.
and the attack on Gu Xinyao.
At this moment, seeing several old men so panicked, even with a hint of fear on their faces and being hurt, it was naturally a little strange.
In this sealed place, not many people can injure these three old men at the same time.
Mo Dahai sighed and told Mo Yunfeng all the things that happened before.
They thought that Mo Yunfeng would definitely not go deeper into the mountains after listening to it, but who knew that Mo Yunfeng's face became colder and colder, especially when he heard Chu Tian severely hurt Yao Ruofeng, a strong battle rose in his eyes.
meaning.
However, he hid the fighting spirit very well, and soon returned to peace. He frowned and shouted: "This time, the Mo tribe is in danger. Several elders followed me to the depths. I hope everything will be done.
It's too late!"
After saying that, he rushed into the fog.
Mo Dahai and the other two looked at each other, but when they saw Mo Yunfeng's appearance, they didn't seem to pretend to behave. With their understanding of Mo Yunfeng, something big might really come this time.
The three of them hurriedly turned around and followed Mo Yunfeng to chase the depths of the mountains.
At the same time, Chu Tian took Gu Xinyao, Gu Qingchan and the Imperial Army to rush towards the depths of the mountains. On the way, Gu Qingchan had already contacted the ancient clan with the transmission talisman.
Deep in the mountains, in an inconspicuous valley, the void twisted, and then, runes evolved out and condensed into a blood-colored talisman, floating into the hands of a middle-aged man.
This is an extremely elegant middle-aged man with a strategic smile on his lips, his eyes piercing through the depths of the fog.
This person is the head of the ancient clan, Gu Xinyao's father, and the king of the ancient clan!
"Clan leader, Gu Qingchan protects the saint, and rushed to other witch thieves together with the eighth witch thief and Chu Tian!" An old man from the ancient clan came over and reported respectfully.
"It's time to close the Internet. The medicine clan attacked Xinyao everywhere, and this time it almost made Xinyao die. If I don't let their clan be destroyed, I'm sorry for their "love" for Xinyao!"
A trace of fierceness flashed across Wang Ruya's face, and a strong murderous intent burst out all over her body.