The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Seeing the washing fruit disappeared in front of their eyes, the faces of the three men suddenly became ugly, especially the old man who had just opened his mouth, he clenched his fists, and could no longer maintain his own high-spirited style. Taking advantage of Qin Mo, gnashing his teeth and gnawing his teeth: "Bastard!"

Looking at the three people who looked red, Qin Mo did not hesitate. The flying sword under his feet moved slightly and fled to the periphery of the swamp.

Putting all the spiritual power into the foot, Qin Mo Yu makes the flying sword very fast, because he knows that it is not a wise choice to hard-hitting with their current strength.

A vague figure, if you flashed through the air, and around it, you can hear the whistling wind.

Looking at the back of Qin Mo’s departure, the old man snorted and said: “Chasing!”

With the flash of Jianguang, there is no one in the place.

There was a strong wind blowing in the ear, and suddenly, in the heart of Qin Mo who was running away, the footstep suddenly stopped.

"Boom!" A spear appeared out of thin air, and was inserted straight into the land in front of Qin Mo. The bright red dragonfly shook in the air. Then the air in front of Qin Mo slammed, and the figure of the old man appeared in front of him.

"Hey! I want to run when I eat it. It's so easy!" The old man's eyes were full of anger, and his eyes were full of murderous. With this loud drink, his hands jerked in the air, and a long water dragon hit the Qin ink.

Qin Mo's eyes condensed, his body shape slammed back, his hands quickly set off, and the purple thunder fire turned into a fire wall, colliding with the water dragon.

"Hey!" In the eyes of the old man's surprise, the water dragon was blocked by the thunder fire.

"Hey! A little skill!" The old man’s face showed a sly smile, and he snorted and raised his hand. He wanted to attack another attack on Qin Mo.

"Wait!" At this moment, one hand suddenly appeared in the air, blocking the movement of the old man, the air shook a little again, and the yellow-yellow middle-aged and Liu Qingzhou appeared in them. In front of him, it is the middle-aged man in yellow clothes who stopped the old man.

"What deacon, what are you doing!" was prevented from attacking, the old man's face was more and more gloomy, and the words were not good.

The middle-aged man in Huang Yi glanced at Qin Mo, who was on the alert. His eyes flashed and he said: "He is a big disciple at the head of the moon."

Hearing this, the old man’s movements were also in the same place. He had forgotten the identity of Qin Mo and only killed him to vent his anger.

Liu Qingzhou, who was on the side, saw this scene. He knew that the two deacons in front of him were planning to let go of Qin Mo. Some hated to look at Qin Mo, who was still standing on the side.

However, his eyes turned slightly and he bowed slightly to the two people. He said: "Meng deacon, what deacon, we can't let Qin Mo so easily! Just he has eaten the entire washing fruit. You must know that if you eat the fruit-washing fruit, his flesh and blood will have a certain role in washing the fruit. As for the Moon Gate, who will know if we don’t say it?"

His voice just fell, the expressions of the deacons and deacons changed, their eyes were reddish and their breathing became heavy.

Seeing them like this, Qin Mo brows, his heart is not good, and he wants to leave here.

"Where to run!" The old man screamed, and his body appeared in front of Qin Mo, looking at the sharp spear in front of him, and then glanced at the middle-aged man in yellow clothes who blocked his back. Qin Mo The heart can't help but sink.

Qin Mo’s eyes were certain, his hands were slightly turned in the air, and a long sword that had been smashed into the fire appeared in his hands.

At the same time, the two deacons, Meng and He, looked at each other and looked at each other. They also launched an attack against Qin Mo.

Before and after the two offensives surged, the Thunderfire sword in the hands of Qin Mo quickly danced and formed a fine barrier around him.

At the moment of their battle, no one found out that the little fox who had been standing on the shoulders of Qin Mo actually raised his head slightly against the sky and issued a very sharp scream.

"Hey!" A loud noise, the barrier of Qin Mo's body was broken, and the spear was inserted straight into the left shoulder of Qin Mo. The blow of the deacon behind him also hit him on the back.

Qin ink had a white lips, but his face was still cold and his right hand was slightly lifted. He did not hesitate to unplug the spear on his left shoulder and threw it on the ground. Looking at the old man in front of him, his eyes flashed cold.

Looking at Qin Mo that with a bleak gaze, Meng’s deacon’s face raised a smile and said: “You can rest assured that you will not die in white, we will make good use of the flesh and blood!”

At this moment, Qin Mo’s heart hated his own cultivation for the first time. His eyes were cold and cold in front of the three people. He Qin Mo, even if he died, would not be so shackled! The spiritual power in Dantian kept running, and Qin’s pale face was slightly reddish.

The deacon who has been watching Qin Mo has suddenly changed his face and cried: "No, stop him, he wants to blew himself!"

Just as the millennium was on the verge of death, there was a scream of fierce beasts around them, and the sound of the sound made the land shattered.

A few people were shocked, and at the same time stopped the movements in their hands, even the spiritual power of Qin Mo Dan Tian also subsided.

The voice is getting closer and closer, and it seems that it is almost coming to them.

The deacon of Meng bet his eyes on the direction of the voice, his face suddenly became pale, and the mouth was incredulous and said: "The beast tide! It turned out to be a beast!"

His voice just fell, and the four people have already seen the situation at hand.

Hundreds of monsters are rushing toward them. Among them are the monsters that have been repaired during the refining period, and the monsters that have been cultivated during the Golden Age. They look pale, and there is no living point in the past.

The face of Meng’s deacon changed a little. He bit his teeth and said, “Go!” At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Qin Mo to the side. It seemed that he was planning to grab him and leave.

Qin Mo snorted, his face was cold, he avoided his hand, turned and ran to the beasts. He knows that if he doesn't do this, he will surely be caught by these people. Even so, it is better to enter the beast, and perhaps there is still a chance.

At the moment of entering the herd, Qin Mo turned and looked at the three people behind him. His eyes were dark and his voice was condensation: "You better pray that I am dead here, otherwise..."

Several people in the room did not expect that Qin Mo would act like this. Meng deacon's eyes were slightly convex. Looking at the group of beasts who had already been around them, they had to sigh and leave with the other two. As for what Qin Mo said, he did not pay attention to it. After all, no one can live out of the beast.

From time to time, there was a lot of pain in the body. Qin Mo did not dare to relax, watching the beasts around him with vigilance. They are numerous and obviously not easy to deal with.

What surprised him was that these monsters even ignored him and circumvented him from behind, closely chasing the deacons of Meng, deacons and Liu Qingzhou.

Looking at the back of the group of beasts and the tumbling dust around them, Qin Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, and there were some doubts in his heart. As the pain in the body continued to spread, his brows wrinkled again, no longer thinking. This problem quickly went to the front. Now the most important thing is to find a hidden place to adjust the interest rate.

A long waterfall flows down the cliff, and the sun shines on the water, reflecting the shimmering light.

Qin Mo’s heart was happy, and along the light, he saw a hidden cave behind the waterfall.

I thought that I had escaped for a long time, and I thought that the three people could no longer find him. Qin Mo walked and went to the cave behind the waterfall.

The water flow was extremely anxious, and Qin Mo was seriously injured. He exhausted the last strength of his body and entered the cave. Qin Mo only felt that the flower was in front of him and the body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

At the moment of fainting, he seemed to hear a familiar voice in his ear, and he was extremely anxiously shouting: "Master!"

Lin Zizhen sat on the ground, holding his hands stunned Qin Mo, his eyes swept through the blood on his body, his eyes were red, and finally murmured: "Master!"

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