Mo Jing frowned. He had forgotten the contract with the ring before, so he didn't know it had fallen. He was going to get the broken ring back now.
With this thought in mind, he forced himself to stand up. The wound that had healed recently was torn and bleeding slightly due to the movement of standing up.
Mo Jing sucked in the spiritual energy in his right hand and held the cold-light-filled sword in his hand.
He walked out in the direction of the snow cave. Because there was a thick layer of snow outside the cave, he waved his sword lightly.
With a 'boom' sound, the blade of the broadsword opened a path through the thick snow in front of him, and he walked straight out.
There is still a vast expanse of white in front of me, and the temperature has dropped to an extremely cold level. If there is no cultivation nearby, ordinary people will be frozen into ice sculptures immediately.
Snowflakes like goose feathers fell on his head, shoulders, and even on his handsome face.
Mo Jing's lips turned even paler. He slowly raised his eyes to look at the falling snow, and murmured absently: "It's quite beautiful. You should come and see it."
At this time, a series of messy and heavy footsteps came from not far away, as well as a shout:
"The boy is here!"
Mo Jing's eyes became colder, and he looked towards the group of seven or eight minions in search of reputation, and twitched his pale lips.
Automatically delivered to your door...
That's fine, he doesn't need to bother looking for it.
They quickly surrounded Mo Jing, with covetous and greedy looks in their eyes. They wanted to kill people and seize the treasure!
Because just in the ring just now, there are many treasures, semi-artifacts, top-grade elixirs and poisons, and many rubies.
Their eyes fell on the two storage rings worn on the fingers of Mo Jing's left hand, and they thought to themselves, what kind of belongings are there?!
"Hand over my ring." Mo Jing stared at them with eyes as deep as a pool.
Just now, when he was seriously injured and just came out of the secret realm, he was attacked and surrounded by eight of them. If it weren't for the lack of spiritual power in his Dantian at that time, he would have killed them all.
One of them immediately sneered and pointed at Mo Jing with his finger, "Boy, you can't even protect yourself, how dare you yell at us?!"
Another man sneered: "If you are wiser, you can hand over everything obediently, otherwise, don't blame us for making your life worse than death!"
In their eyes, Mo Jing was covered in injuries and his spiritual energy was disordered, and he was unable to make any trouble.
Mo Jing no longer had the patience to waste time with them, so he tightened his fingers on the handle of the broadsword.
When the eight people saw what he was doing, they immediately became vigilant.
"Come together and kill this kid!"
A loud shout rang out, and the eight people immediately attacked him.
Mo Jing stood tall and straight, and slowly raised the sword with his right hand. In an instant, a power belonging to the Yuan Zun realm surged out and poured into the sword.
When the eight people noticed this aura of power, their expressions suddenly changed and their pupils dilated slightly.
This kid is actually a strong man at the Yuanzun level!
How old is he?!
The moment they were stunned, the flying snow all around suddenly started dancing like a whirlpool, and the man in black costume slashed with a big sword!
boom!
The huge blade instantly knocked all eight of them away.
The next moment, Mo Jing let go, and the sword floated in front of him, turning into eight phantom swords.
"go."
His calm words turned out to be the nightmare of those eight people.
"Run away!" Someone rolled and crawled on the ground trying to escape, but was nailed to the snow by the phantom of the sword, which instantly dyed the snow red.
Accompanied by a short scream, bright blood flowers bloomed in the snow. The blend of white and blood gave people an extremely shocking visual impact.
Those eight people had completely lost their breath.
Mo Jing rummaged through their bodies one by one and found his broken storage ring.
Just when he was about to check if anything had fallen out of the storage ring, he suddenly felt a sharp and cold gaze staring at him from behind.
He immediately took back the broken storage ring and turned to look at the middle-aged man standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance with a strong aura.
Mo Jing's face suddenly became serious. This was a strong man in the early stage of Tianzun Realm in the secret realm. According to his current physical condition, he couldn't beat this middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked gloomy and said, "Hand over that piece of brown paper!"
Mo Jing suddenly smiled and asked, "I'll give it to you, can you let me go?"
The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect that he would ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and he replied in his heart: Of course not.
"Okay." The middle-aged man said with a half-hearted smile, "As long as you hand over that piece of brown paper, I will let you live!"
He would kill this boy for both active and passive sex. Now he was just thinking about whether this boy would think that he had no chance of survival, so he would kill him and destroy the piece of brown paper.
Mo Jing didn't miss the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes just now, and guessed exactly what the middle-aged man was thinking at this moment.
Mo Jing smiled and said: "Senior, in order to prevent you from going back on your word, I will throw the brown paper to you from a distance."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of brown paper and crumpled it into a ball, as if treating garbage.
When the middle-aged man saw this, he was shocked and almost wanted to curse.
This is not just any piece of paper, this is kraft paper that records ancient forbidden arts!
Before the middle-aged man could react from the shock, a ball of brown paper was thrown at him, and he immediately reached out to catch it.
At that moment, the brown paper ball exploded instantly.
"Bang!"
"Ahhhh..." The middle-aged man's hand was injured by the explosion, his face was twisted in pain, and he howled in pain from his throat.
"I'm going to kill you!"
He let out an extremely angry roar, but when he wanted to kill Mo Jing, he found that this kid had actually escaped!
"Do you think you can run away?!"
The middle-aged man's figure flashed and he immediately followed Mo Jing's aura.
In the twists and turns of the snow-capped mountains, Mo Jing kept running around in detours, trying to get rid of the middle-aged man, but his pursuit became tighter and tighter.
During this period, he used his spiritual consciousness to send a message to Yu Qiu, "Sao Qiu, Snow Wind Mountain Region, please help."
When he ran to an empty snow field, he was hit on the back.
Bang!
Mo Jing was knocked to the ground, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his pale mouth.
The middle-aged man was furious because his hand was injured by the explosion. He couldn't wait to cut Mo Jing into pieces to calm his anger.
"Ahem..." Mo Jing coughed up blood and stood up.
If you can't run away, then fight!
He summoned the big sword again, and attacked the middle-aged man without saying a word. The sword was like a blade, and the moves were fierce, lifting up almost all the snow in the surrounding snow, blurring his vision.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" the middle-aged man sneered.
They went through dozens of rounds, and finally Mo Jing was knocked away due to lack of spiritual power, hit the middle of the snowy mountain, and then fell down.
The middle-aged man clenched his sword tightly with an arrogant look on his face. He approached step by step. He just wanted to split Mo Jing's body in two.
Cut it down with your sword!
'boom--'
The middle-aged man's jaws trembled, and the long sword bounced back, only to see a light blue barrier formation blocking Mo Jing's face.
The middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly. He looked up and saw a handsome young man in blue stepping on the void.
Zhongli Wuyuan's eyes showed murderous intent.
"Who are you……"
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, another breath suddenly appeared in the air. The man was wearing a loose red robe. He had an evil appearance and a loose smile on his lips.
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, these two men were coming menacingly.
At this time, another cold and fairy-like young woman walked from a distance holding a weapon, and within a few seconds, she quickly arrived in the sky above this place.