In a clearing covered with rubble, a little girl in a red dress pulled out a spear from the neck of a two-foot-long tiger.
The foot-long steel spearhead was stained with scarlet blood, and drops of blood fell at the feet.
Mo Xiaoran swung the gun to shake off the blood on the tip, exposed the sharp tip and put it back into the storage bag.
Behind her were more than a dozen monster corpses lying in a pool of blood, as well as two senior brothers and sisters huddled aside, stunned.
Pan Da felt that his breathing was a little short, and the scene in front of him was almost beyond his imagination.
This little girl has a slender figure. When facing a dozen demonic beasts from the eighth level of psychic life, she shoots out a long spear like a dragon. She looks like she is walking around but is extremely accurate. No demonic beast can make a move in front of her.
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He and his junior sister Zhao Juan looked at each other vaguely, and both could see the bitter taste on the other's face.
Pan Da put on a smile and raised his hand to Mo Xiaoran, "Young junior sister is indeed a genius. These monsters are so unbearable in front of you. Senior brother admires me."
Then, he turned to Zhao Juan and said, "Junior sister, there is hope for our revenge."
Zhao Juan also smiled, "Yes, senior brother. With my junior sister here, there is nowhere to go in Donghua Mountain."
The red-blooded violent bear had already begun to tear apart the corpses of the dead monsters and devour them. Hearing the two men's words, a hint of joking flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Mo Xiaoran, who had no reaction.
As an eighth-level psychic beast, and as Mo Xiaoran's beloved pet, the little girl's strength is almost a mystery in its eyes.
It is clear that the human body is at the fifth level of Qi refining, but it can easily kill the monsters at the eighth level of psychic energy, and its power can even crush the monster itself.
This red-blooded violent bear who has quite a reputation in Donghua Mountain is screaming in his heart... What kind of shocking bug are you stuck in, and are you going to let the little demon live?
Looking at Mo Xiaoran, it showed a confused expression.
The next second, the girl in the red dress fluttered her skirt, her expression was solemn, a faint breeze blew under her slender feet, and the little girl's aura began to rise.
Mo Xiaoran sat cross-legged, holding his hands in the shape of a Tai Chi fish and breathing silently, feeling the spiritual energy that was gathering crazily between heaven and earth.
The Nine Dou Emperor's body automatically absorbs spiritual energy every day, and is supplemented by the heavenly Huanglong Pill. With the blessing of the Taotie Chapter of "The Miracle of Creation", the spiritual power in the spiritual sea has already reached a bottleneck.
Just now, he killed more than a dozen demonic beasts at the eighth level of psychic energy and absorbed a small amount of demonic power in his body. Under the crazy operation of the blue stone tablet, those demonic powers were transformed into pure spiritual power and absorbed by the spiritual sea, breaking through the bottleneck of the fifth level of Qi refining in one fell swoop.
Two cyclones formed outside Mo Xiaoran's body, and the spiritual energy from heaven and earth swarmed in, rushing into the cyclone and into Mo Xiaoran's spiritual sea, filling the gradually expanding spiritual sea.
At this time, the monks are focused on opening up the spiritual sea and absorbing spiritual energy. Although they are also aware of external dangers, it is difficult to react.
Pan Da quietly met his junior sister's eyes. Both of them had a look in their eyes, a little afraid of Mo Xiaoran's breakthrough.
The fifth level of Qi refining can already easily defeat the monsters at the eighth level of psychic communication, but what about the sixth level of Qi refining...
The two of them stared closely at Mo Xiaoran, moved their hands to the scabbard on their waists, and quietly approached.
"Ouch~"
Suddenly, an anthropomorphic joking expression appeared on the face of the red-blooded violent bear, and he glanced at the two senior brothers and sisters inadvertently. The ferocious eyes of the beast made the two Ziyun Sect disciples tremble, and they couldn't help but lower their hands.
The red-blooded violent bear was very proud. He slowly came to Mo Xiaoran and lay down three feet away, pretending to close his eyes and rest, like a guardian beast.
Pan Da and Zhao Juan seemed to be attracted by the violent bear's aura. They finally released their sword scabbards and lowered their arms with expressions of concern.
An hour later, Mo Xiaoran was full of energy, his state was stable at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the dense spiritual power outside his body slowly disappeared.
When he opened his eyes, he found that the two Ziyun Sect disciples looked alert and solemn, looking at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"What's going on with you two? Why are you looking like this?"
"Nothing, nothing!"
The two men shook their heads hurriedly.
"Okay then, you guys will lead the way, destroy the monsters that bully you, and then send you away from Donghua Mountain!"
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In the quiet tavern, Mo Jiuxuan and Wu Qingxu stood side by side, looking at the old and eccentric shopkeeper.
The old woman had a half-hearted smile on her lips, with an expression that said she was sure to take you all in. The demon clan who were drinking wine gradually formed a group around them, and they were helping out fiercely. Although the four human monks were still sitting on the table, their appearance
Obviously they are in the same group as those monsters.
At this moment, Mo Jiuxuan was sure that someone had specially set a trap here and asked you to fall into the trap.
It's a pity that my group stepped into the trap with reckless abandon.
Bu Xinghuo drank one bowl after another, as if there was no one around, and his chirping sound sounded very strange in the hotel.
"Two jars of wine, two hundred spiritual stones."
The old woman's voice was dry and hard, with a harsh feeling like metal friction.
Wu Qingxu smiled and nodded, "In a place like Donghua Mountain, it makes sense."
Seeing that the young man was quite sensible, the old woman responded with a smile.
Wu Qingxu fiddled with his storage bag and said, "Unfortunately, I only have sixty spirit stones."
"Captain Wu, I've been here for so long and I haven't gotten drunk with you yet. Why don't you take this opportunity today and get drunk?"
Mo Jiuxuan Dao.
"Really, Brother Mo is indeed a wealthy man, with a bottle of wine worth a hundred coins."
Wu Qingxu was overjoyed and raised her hands, "Then I would rather obey your orders than I am respectful. Thank you Brother Mo."
Bu Xinghuo's drunken eyes were blurry, he raised his arms and said, "One more."
Mo Jiuxuan frowned, and Bu Xinghuo caught sight of Master from the corner of his eye. His heart trembled, and he quickly stood up to greet him, "Master."
Then stand behind the master.
Mo Jiuxuan shook his head and sat down with Wu Qingxu at an empty table, "Ten altars first."
The little monkey then hummed like a revolving door and brought ten altars and placed them on the table.
The two of them began to drink together in full view of everyone, as if no one else was watching.
Wu Qingxu took a sip and spat all the wine in his mouth onto the ground with a "pop" sound. His face was full of ugliness and he slammed the wooden cup in his hand. "What kind of broken wine? Why is it so bad to drink?"
Mo Jiuxuan also took a sip and replied, "A jar of one hundred spiritual stones is not worth it."
He looked at the old woman and said, "In this way, if you put the captain in a bad mood, you will pay a thousand spirit stones, and the matter will be over. Otherwise, hehe..."
The tone was full of threats.
The old woman smiled sinisterly and looked at the two of them with sharp eyes, "Where did these wild boys come from and dare to cause trouble in my store?"
In Donghua Mountain, no one dares to cause trouble in any pub.
Because they know that the owner behind the tavern is someone they cannot mess with.
The demon clan in the store surrounded them, glaring at the two of them angrily, and ready to fight if they disagreed.
The tiger demon who was at the stage of pill condensation slapped the table in front of Mo Jiuxuan with his thick big hand. He looked at Mo Jiuxuan with an imposing look, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, with a look of unbearable hunger and thirst.
"Human boy, I don't know where you got the confidence to dare to cause trouble here?"
provocative?
Mo Jiuxuan noticed that the monsters in the tavern were ready to make a move, so he cooperated with them by gearing up and squinting.
"There is a rule in the tavern in Donghua Mountain that both humans and monsters must abide by, that is, fighting is strictly prohibited in the tavern. How dare you break this rule?"
The tiger demon smiled and said, "Rules? Haha, this is Donghua Mountain, and strength is the rules."
He glanced at the other people with a serious look, "As long as no one tells it, no outsider will know."
The demons laughed.
"Stop talking nonsense and do it!"
The old woman suddenly roared. After hearing this, the tiger demon's right claw grew hooked fingertips like sharp blades. It swayed and grabbed Mo Jiuxuan's chest.
With a "dang" sound, Wu Qingxu drew out the sword. The tip of the sword was still in the scabbard, but the blade had collided with the tiger demon's nails, causing a splash of sparks.
In an instant, the store became a mess, with roars and the sounds of weapons clashing.
Mo Jiu He stepped on me hard.
Most of the people present were demons in the psychic stage, and their attack methods were nothing more than the survival instincts of beasts combined with some innate magical powers.
For example, the snake demon that was coiled together just now and stretched out its letter to lick the wine will now swim, pass under the demons easily and freely, and suddenly launch an attack from behind a guard.
Mo Jiuxuan and Wu Qingxu were at the tenth level of Qi Refining, but their spiritual consciousness was still in the foundation-building stage, and not even the slightest disturbance could escape their eyes.
Wu Qingxu said "Ouch" and dodged the charging pig demon, pretending to lose balance. When he was panicking, he stretched out his hand on the table, but missed the edge of the table, and a wine cup flew out.
The arrogant pig demon fell headlong into the arms of another demon clan, and the two bones hit the wall like rolling hydrangeas.
The pig demon was dizzy and turned around, shaking his head. The poor demon on the other end had his intestines broken and was leaning against the wall, whimpering!
The wine cup flew out of the way, and with the force of lightning, it knocked away the left fangs of the snake demon that sneaked up on the guard. Its head was thrown to the side with its slender snake body, and its frightened golden vertical pupils were still staring at the flying cup. Fangs.
When he entered the store just now, because Wang Fengxiang was too weak, Mo Jiuxuan asked him to wait under the sycamore tree outside the store.
Young Master Wang was ashamed and helpless, and did not dare to speak out.
He knew that Brother Mo was thinking about his own safety.
A group of people went in but didn't come out for a long time. In his field of vision...
Mo Jiuxuan, Wu Qingxu and the demons in the store were drinking and chatting happily. The atmosphere was lively and there was obviously no danger.
I was also thirsty, so I ignored Brother Mo's advice and looked eagerly at the store, hoping to drink a bowl of sweet rice wine to soothe my throat.
The store was buzzing with noise and noise. From the corner of his eye, Mo Jiuxuan caught a glimpse of Wang Fengxiang, who looked eager and rushed towards the store. There was no worry on his face, and alarm bells rang in his heart.
What he saw was different from reality?
He reached out and grabbed the rushing pig demon and threw it towards the store door. The pig demon's black body hit the center of the open shop door, as if there was an invisible solid wall blocking the pig demon's flight trajectory.
A transparent ripple disappears fleetingly under the sunlight.
I understand, this tavern is a big place.
Mo Jiuxuan no longer felt relaxed, the hairs on his back grew, and two words seemed to keep ringing in his ears.
"Danger, danger, danger..."
Wu Qingxu obviously noticed it too.
Behind the counter, there was no action from beginning to end, just an old woman with squinting eyes and a sarcastic smile, four monks who were drinking and fist-fighting, and Wang Fengxiang who was eager to raise the bamboo curtain.
Outside the store, behind the counter, the table where the four monks were sitting, and the venue where the fierce battle was taking place, were completely two worlds apart.
"Brother Mo, the idea is pricking your hands, what's wrong with you?"
The tiger demon in the elixir condensation stage licked his lips and said in a booming voice, "Human monk, the most delicious elixir. Since you are here, let Mr. Tiger have a taste of you."
Wu Qingxu is a catcher, not a master monk. He cannot feed tigers with his own body, and he does not have such a noble character.
Pointing to the four monks who were drinking wine, he said, "They are at a higher level and taste better. They also drank a lot of wine, so it must taste good when chewed."
The tiger demon subconsciously followed the direction of his finger and listened to his joking remarks. When staring at the four people, the tiger demon with the fourth level of Condensation also showed a look of resistance.
"Boy, you are so brave. I dare to tease you, Mr. Tiger! I will pick off your skin and flesh from the bones and sprinkle some salt and cumin on it. It will be very delicious."
"It's really hard on you for being so particular!"
While the two were bickering, a guard quietly walked around behind the tiger demon, held a knife in both hands, jumped up high and chopped it off on the tiger demon's head.
"You monster, die!"
The tiger demon tilted his head slightly to one side, without looking behind him, and swung a punch backwards, smashing the guard who was in the Qi Refining Stage to pieces with his sword and his body.
The blood clots scattered like explosive pulp.
In the mist of blood, he took a deep breath, and the soul of the guard and the scattered flesh and blood were swallowed up in one gulp.
The whole body of the tiger was as if he had taken a powerful Vajra pill, and his spirit was suddenly shaken.
"Old Fourth~"
"Old Fourth~"
Wu Qingxu and another guard watched their companions being devoured by the tiger demon, and their hearts trembled at the same time. The two of them were almost crazy with anger and fear at the same time.
The strength of this tiger demon is almost the same as that of Wu Qingxu, but once the demon clan's tyrannical power breaks out, it is far beyond what the human monks can contend with.
Wu Qingxu was already retreating from the bottom of her heart.