Gou raises a boss in the world of immortality

Chapter 227 Combat Strength
"It's not this side, it's the direction of the demon world's holy altar!"

Yuanyu is entrenched in the cave, and the entrance of the cave is covered by illusion, and several groups of people step by step outside.

She approached the hole cautiously.

The consciousness spread out to the outside, taking in everything at a glance.

She restrained her surprise, waited for these uninvited guests to leave, and then grabbed a single monk and pulled her closer to the cave.

"It turned out that such a thing happened!"

Yuanyu's heart was in turmoil, and the human monk in her hand had been thrown aside by her at will.

She turned her eyes to the outside of the cave, "Human race powers have come here one after another, did the female cultivator who stole my child also come here?"

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"The demon king! The demon king! Those human races are about to kill here!"

A one-legged demon soldier jumped three feet and asked for help from the fox in a panic.

Foxy swept his sleeve robe, brushed him away immediately, narrowed his eyes and said: "They have already come."

"Hahaha! Hahaha, Brother Huni, long time no see!" Shi Changli rushed here with several monks first.

Mo Qingli flapped his wings, seemingly not surprised by their arrival.

Foxy's face was gloomy, and she looked at Shi Changli with unfriendly eyes, "There's nothing you want here, leave now!"

"Hey, isn't this Old Ancestor Chu and Peak Master Mo? Why are you here long ago?" Shi Changli glanced at the demon king Hu Ni, not paying attention to his words at all.

It passed him directly, showing a playful smile at Mo Qingli who was in the air.

Hu Ni was neither angry nor annoyed at his rudeness, but there were clusters of strong murderous auras around him.

"Patriarch Shi, this king said that there is nothing you want here!"

The smile on Mr. Shi Changli's face dropped immediately, "Do you think we are all blind? Do you think you use illusion to cover up the vision of the fairy artifact in the altar, so I can't see through it?"

"Old fox, obediently open the altar array and hand over the fairy artifact, our historians can spare your life!"

Hu Ni's lie was instantly exposed.

Of course, he didn't expect this magic to fool this group of people.

Originally, I thought that I could procrastinate for a little time, but I didn't expect that Shi Changli would be the first person to come.

He has fought with Shi Changli several times, and he is very clear about each other's magical powers. It is really too difficult to avoid his sight.

"Don't you think that this king is a three-year-old child? If I win the fairy weapon first, I still have a way to survive! If I open the formation, I will definitely die!"

Shi Changli grinned, "Brother Foxy, can't you be a little stupid? It's good for us all!"

"Stop talking nonsense with him! This thousand-year-old fox is deliberately delaying time, the fairy artifact has not yet fully manifested!"

The middle-aged man next to Shi Changli interrupted him politely.

Shi Changli withdrew his smile, lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "Yes, the Patriarch is right!"

Hu Ni's complexion was unkind, and she looked at the middle-aged man opposite.

He was dressed in a dark green robe, which was very expensive, and his eyebrows were full of dignity.

"Presumably this is the real son of the direct lineage of the ancient historian?"

Shi Moding looked majestic, and his eyes swept over him arrogantly, "A fox is also worthy of being king! Dragons are so stupid that they can't even control their subordinates!"

His eyes seemed to see the two giant dragons around the altar through the illusion cast by the fox.

Qu Yiqiu looked at him curiously, this real historian's patriarch really has some abilities.

His words hit Hu Ni's sore foot.

However, Hu Ni is more aware of the situation at this time.

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. The ancestors of the historians are not always beautiful. Maybe... the inheritance of the historians will end here in a while!"

He smiled slyly like a fox.

Shi Mo Ding said with a strange expression: "Then give it a try and see if the historian falls first, or your demon world perishes!"

Foxy noticed his strange expression.

Suddenly, Shi Moding took out a snare drum from his bosom, jumped into the air, and shot out a dazzling white light.

The ancient formation of the altar trembled for a moment.

Hu Ni looked at the small drum in his hand in disbelief, "This is... This is the Tongtian Drum left over from the battle between gods and demons!"

Shi Changli raised his head and laughed, "Brother Huni, you little monster, how can you be qualified to compare with my Patriarch? The Shi family has been passed down for millions of years!"

Hu Yi's face was ugly, and her eyes turned to Mo Qingli, "Master Mo, under the attack of the Tongtian Drum, the ancient formation of the altar will not last long!"

"Qing Li, give up the fairy artifact and leave here!" Chu Gu shouted weakly at him.

Mo Qingli flew out through the ancient formation of the altar.

Hu Ni suddenly didn't know how to react, and was stunned.

I want you to help, but I don't want you to die!
Chu Gu's persuasive words were stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened.

Disciple, why are you so brave? !

"Well, master...Master Mo rushed out!" Xiao Yan who was watching was also surprised.

According to this situation, Mo Qingli is courting death with few enemies and many enemies!
Qu Yiqiu frowned slightly, "Master is sick!"

Xiao Yan took it seriously, nodded frequently and said: "The illness is not serious!"

Qu Yiqiu touched his head, "That's not what I meant."

Xiao Yan was confused, "If you are sick, you are sick. Why doesn't that mean it?"

"Perhaps it is more appropriate to use crazy!"

Xiao Yan nodded deeply again for his clever explanation.

Qu Yiqiu turned his head and turned his gaze to the battlefield between Mo Qingli and Mo Qingli, "Look carefully, has my master lost?"

Xiao Yan wiped his eyes with his small hand, and after confirming again and again, he said: "Hey, Master Mo is actually able to defeat so many moves under the hands of Zhenzun Huashen! What's going on?"

Master Mo's fighting power is too strange!

"That's right, he is a genius, but it's not that easy to leapfrog the ranks!" Qu Yiqiu frowned.

When it comes to fighting over the ranks, Su Xichen is the most famous in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Relying on the powerful assistance provided by Lei Ting Zijun and Yi Huo, it is even possible to kill Huashen Venerable.

But Mo Qingli... As far as the current situation is concerned, he has not shown any signs of helping each other.

Either the strange treasure he used could not be released, or... it was because of his strange cultivation.

At this time, not only Qu Yiqiu had this thought.

Chu Gu has cultivated for many years and has a wide range of knowledge. After only a short while, he can see the difference in Mo Qingli.

He frowned tightly, and in his vicissitudes of life eyes, there was a hint of imperceptible heartache flashing.

Treasures that can quickly improve their cultivation level have to pay a price!
Hu Ni was stunned for a while, and found that Mo Qingli, who had been killed, was not weaker than Shi Moding at all, and a smile appeared on his face.

"No matter how many people there are, what's the use of it? This king is protected by the ancient formation of the altar. You can't even break through the defense of Peak Master Mo. How dare you think about the fairy weapon? It's a joke, hahaha!"

(End of this chapter)