Looking back on what I did after coming to Huolu City, it seemed that the other party had always been led by the nose.

The other party's entire layout is linked together and progresses layer by layer, and it is simply foolproof.

Although Venerable Black Moon was insidious and cunning, he would never think of such a plan.

It has been heard that Han Yuantai, the lord of Kunpeng, is a brave general in the eight divisions of Gui Qin. Han Baling's right-hand man must have been from his work, and it is indeed well-known!

If you kill a recruit, the court can send a second place, a third place... or a hundred can send a hundred.

However, if the image of the Dagan Dynasty was completely shattered and people's hearts were lost, nothing could be saved.

Ling Shoujing smiled bitterly.

That's right, he saw through all this in an instant, what's the use? It's just a hindsight.

Sure enough, there were noises coming from the direction of Huolu City Village, and fire dragons made of countless torches were winding, all of which were chiefs, cave masters, village masters, wizards, etc. among the hundreds of Wuman tribes.

They were originally invited by the Black Moon Master to watch the Yum Championship three days later.

At this moment, he became the best witness and could see with his own eyes the "unruly and despicable" activities of the Dagan Dynasty.

In this way, the unreasonable death of the old patriarch of the Huolu tribe was as if nothing was wrong with this shit basin being slapped on the head of the court.

The building is about to collapse, nothing can be saved, and Ling Shoujing's despair is a hundred times better than his daughter.

Sure enough, the Black Moon Master ignored Ling Lanyin's questions at all, but smiled quite kindly at her, revealing her miserable teeth, and said in a thin and indescribable voice: "I have heard that the Ziji Sword Sect is the authentic Xuanmen Sect. The "Ziji Hunyuan Wonderful Method" is pure and thick, and it is a first-class secret method of nourishing energy and refining souls. Since Xiaoyou Ling is so young, he can reach the realm of golden elixir. I think he has practiced the "Ziji Hunyuan Wonderful Method" to the extreme and cultivated a body of wonderful flesh and blood?"

"I have stayed in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage for decades, and I don't know how much essence and blood I have swallowed, but I have no inch. Now with the body of the golden elixir of Xiaoyou Ling, I may be able to reach the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, right? Hahahahahaha!"

Ling Lanyin's face turned pale.

Although she did not fully understand the other party's meaning, the black moon Venerable released a malicious aura to her with the Lord of Nascent Soul, which was something she could not resist.

After being looked up and down by the extremely evil look of Venerable Black Moon, she was like a clean lamb that had fallen into the mouth of a jackal, and was slowly rubbed by sharp fangs.

There were crowds of people around, and countless witch and barbarian leaders and wizards rushed to Huo Wujiu's camp with screams.

At this time, the first morning glow had burned out in the sky, like sparks spreading, and soon the sky was red, illuminating everything that happened in the camp even more clearly.

The father and daughter of the Ling family and so many Xuanhu Iron Guards appeared in Huo Wujiu's camp, and there were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere and blood flowing into rivers. This is irrefutable evidence!

"Warriors of the Wunan Hundred Tribes, look at the despicable and shameless activities of these Central Plains people!"

When the evil spirit on the face of the Black Moon Master slowly flew into the air, he was completely righteous and unbearable, and he looked angry.

He instantly changed his voice indignation and roared, "We clearly agreed to make a bloody vow in front of all the gods and demons of the 100,000 mountains to fight for the position of patriarch of the Huolu tribe, put it on the 'Yuan Winning Challenge', and use the courage and bravery of both sides to decide!"

"These despicable, shameless, cowardly, timid and cowardly murderers do not follow the rules. When the moon is dark and the wind is high, they come to attack Huo Wujiu's camp and kill countless of us Wunan people!"

"They were afraid and dared not compete with our warriors and Yun Qin's warriors in the ring, and they actually used such shameless means!"

"If I hadn't been knocked out in time, they would have killed Huo Wujiu!"

"The sacred rules that we have been passed down for thousands of years have been insulted by them! All the dignity of the Wunan warriors have been insulted by them! The entire mountainous mountains and ridges in Wunan land have been insulted by them!"

Every word of the Black Moon Master was like a thunder, exploding in the ears of many witch and barbarian monks and cave chiefs.

The Black Moon Venerable has a respectable status among the hundreds of tribes in Wunan. Many tribe wizards have a close relationship with him. What's more, the evidence is right in front of him, so many Xuanhu Iron Guards are not necessarily invited by Huo Wujiu's men carrying a sedan chair, right?

The court's methods are too despicable!

The Wuman monks who were already standing on Huo Wujiu's side were naturally angry and screaming.

The centrist who has been swaying with the wind and has a uncertain position also frowned, feeling disgusted by the shameful means of the "Dignified King's Army".

Even though they have always been inclined to do a big move, the Wuman cultivator and the chief of the cave, who are standing on Ling Shoujing and Huo Wuji, will inevitably show embarrassment and their position is shaken.

Especially those Wuman monks who were drunk by Ling Shoujing and others at the banquet were now awakened from a hangover, and a hint of nameless anger arose in their hearts.

What does it mean? I have hidden such a big thing from them and got them drunk. Isn’t this obvious that I can’t trust them and use them as a guise?

What’s more important is that so many crystals and magic weapons are not as good as them!

This, this is simply too despicable, too shameless, too hateful!

For a moment, people's hearts were extremely fluctuating, and there were not many Wuman monks who were sincerely standing by the side of their hard work.

A fleeting smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of Venerable Black Moon, and his right arm slashed down: "Kill them all!"

Hundreds of ghost Qin Tie Cavalry above the Qi Refining Stage were like ice cubes melting in the water just now, hiding deep in the jungle, unable to see a trace of sound.

At this moment, he stood out, forming dozens of arrows, rolling up the murderous aura to the sky, and pounced on the Xuanhu Iron Guard.

The Wuman monk who was originally arranged outside the camp and was loyal to Huo Wujiu also jumped out to show off his power and blocked the fish that had escaped the net.

Han Yuantai, the right-hand man of the Gui Qin Regent, and the Lord of Kunpeng on the Youyun Prairie, trampled directly towards Ling Shoujing.

However, Venerable Black Moon licked his lips and found Ling Lanyin with a smile!

"Swoosh swish swish swish!"

All the sharp arrows of the Ghost Qin people are magic weapons, engraved with mysterious and complex spiritual patterns, which stimulated ever-changing light and shadow in the air. A sharp arrow can actually differentiate into seven or eight arrows, causing the effect of a rain of arrows like a waterfall, and it hits the head of the Xuanhu Iron Guard!

"Crash!"

Ling Shoujing was knocked out by the dragon wolf and flew out seven or eight meters. His spiritual shield and armor were split into pieces. He gulps of blood followed by blood, and he was not the enemy of Han Won-Tae.

If Han Won-tae hadn't intended to make this "Big Angel" look more embarrassed, I'm afraid that this trampling would have knocked him to pieces.

"call out!"

Ling Lanyin's orchid secret sword burst into brilliant light in the air.

"puff!"

A faint black energy condensed into a crescent moon, easily cutting the sword energy in the form of orchid into two sections, and also released ripples like the "moon halo", swallowing the sword energy.

There are two Nascent Souls in the other party, but there are only one poor early stage of the Killing Dan and one Golden Dan. This is simply a game without any suspense.

Ling Shoujing, Ling Lanyin and all the Xuanhu Iron Guards were extremely desperate, and their expressions were exactly the same as the head of the Ziji Sword Sect’s sword cultivator rolling all over the ground.

"Today's affairs are only death!"

Ling Shoujing struggled to get up from the ground, vomiting blood while yelling, "I would rather die than retreat!"

Many Xuanhu Iron Guards, each with at least three or five sharp arrows inserted into their bodies, also roared: "The Ling family's tiger bend will fight to the death without retreating!"

The golden elixir female sword cultivator Ling Lan flashed a hint of panic and confusion on her face. After a moment, she was replaced by perseverance and indifference. The long sword pointed to the Black Moon Master, and the sword energy penetrated through the rising sun that had just risen from the mountains!

The Black Moon Master laughed and pointed it lightly on the ground. His body was as unpredictable as a crescent moon in the dark clouds, rushing towards Ling Lanyin.

The game of lion fighting against rabbits is about to end in an instant.

The face of the ghost Qin nobleman Han Yuantai, who was as deep as the sea, had a square and wide-mouthed face, but his face was twisted into a twisted shape.

"Be careful behind you!"

He issued a sharp warning, completely losing the calmness that the old Nascent Soul monster should have, which was even more nervous than Ling Shoujing when he saw him appear.

He gave up Ling Shoujing, who could be killed with a slight cough, and shot him like an arrow from the string, and shot him towards the Black Moon!

At this time, the Black Moon Master was only one step away from Ling Lanyin.

But his back was facing the center of the camp, the big pit that had originally set up on fire in Wujiu's military tent.

This big pit was a trap that Han Won-Tae and Heiyue had prepared for a long time. There were a large amount of palm thunder, poisonous oil and ghost fire buried inside. Just now, he killed dozens of Wuman cultivators who were loyal to the great work in one breath.

Using the corpses of these witch and barbarian monks as fuel, the green ghost fire was still not extinguished until now. Instead, it jumped over the big pit and rushed towards Ling Lanyin, and suddenly became fierce!

The green ghost fire jumped like life. A strange smile came from the depths of the ghost fire, and two python-sized flame tentacles were stretched out. One was swung hard at Han Yuantai, and the other was silently rolled towards the Black Moon!

"Bang!"

Han Won-tae did not dodge or dodge, and suddenly collided with one of the tentacles, causing a burst of colorful and colorful spirit flames to stir up!

Hearing a few strange noises, the Lord of Kunpeng on the Youyun Grassland let out a heart-wrenching scream, fell backwards, and reached out to touch his face!

It turned out that in the seemingly illusory and empty demon fire, there were still long needles several times thinner than hair!

Han Won-tae originally thought the other party was a pure spiritual attack, and he believed that he was strong in spiritual power and was not afraid to fight with the other party.

Unexpectedly, this strange existence hidden in the Demon Fire pit was so despicable that he played the role of "hiding a needle in a cotton"!

But I don’t know what material or technique this long needle was refined. It was as thin as a wolf’s hair, weak and boneless. With his Nascent Soul Level’s perception, it could not be detected!

But it was extremely hard and easily pierced his psychic shield and penetrated deep into his mouth and nose!

The long needles of wolf hair and contained strange magical powers. After stabbing into his face, they even arched and arched, like maggots attached to bones, drilling into his head!

"What kind of evil magic is this!"

Han Won-Tae was shocked and retreated quickly as if he had seen a ghost. He used all his strength to force out the wolf's hair and long needles. How could he care about Venerable Black Moon?

The Black Moon Venerable is only at the beginning of the Nascent Soul stage, and his strength is even worse than Han Won-Tae. What's more, the Ghost Fire Tentacle is mainly targeted at him. Before he can react, he wraps his entire right leg around him, and dozens of poison needles hidden in the Ghost Fire pierce into his bloodline and swim around him along his bloodline!

"ah!"

The Black Moon Master only felt that his blood vessels were suffering from the pain of the heart-eating of thousands of ants, and his spiritual energy was completely blocked!

"Swish!"

In the eyes of all the Wuman cultivators, Xuanhu Iron Guards and Gui Qin Iron Cavalry, he saw the Black Moon Master being pulled hard by the ghost fire tentacles. He had no power to resist and was dragged into the green ghost fire, as if he was bottomless!—

My wife had surgery yesterday, so there were only two updates.
Chapter completed!