stocking the prince to death

Chapter 864 The Ants of the Lower Realm

"Us?" The man in the lead sneered, "You people from the lower realms don't deserve to know!"

After saying that, he looked at Mo Cang with disgust, "Trash!"

When seeing this group of people, Mo Cang's expression was obviously dull, and then ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

"Is it... my lord?"

Mo Cang's cautious appearance obviously made the man extremely contemptuous, he sneered, "If the head master knew the turmoil in the lower realm, why would he let us come down in person?"

Immediately, the man looked at Mo Qi and Mei Qinghan, and laughed lowly, "You two ants from the lower realm!"

Mo Qi's eyes sharpened when he heard the words, "Say it again!"

"Ants! Hehe!" The man twitched the corner of his mouth, the disdain in his eyes was undisguised, but when he saw Mo Qi, he suddenly froze, "You actually..."

Mo Qi narrowed her eyes, "What?"

"Heh!" The man looked at Mo Qi with a slight interest in his eyes, "In a place like the lower realm where there is a lack of spiritual power, there are still people who practice spiritual power."

He looked at Mo Qi, "At the age of 15...to have this grade...it's not bad, but..."

The man sneered, "In the upper realm, you are just at the bottom!"

As soon as the words fell, he shot suddenly.

A wave of white spiritual power hit Mo Qi directly in the palm of his hand.

Mo Qi's pupils shrank, and then he advanced instead of retreating.

A few days ago, she exchanged for a pill, and with various cultivations, she is now at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

The strength of the ninth level of foundation building made her more comfortable dealing with men.

However, the man shot many times without hurting a single hair of Mo Qi, which made his eyes darker and darker.

He could tell at a glance that the young man in front of him was only at the ninth level of foundation building, but now he was at the twelfth level of foundation building.

Only one step away, he is a consecrated monk.

In his opinion, during the course of cultivation, those with higher levels have a natural advantage over those with lower levels.

But he didn't expect that he was three levels higher than Mo Qi, but he couldn't even touch a corner of Mo Qi's clothes!
The huge contrast caused the man to strike harder and harder every time.

However, when he was concentrating his spiritual power, the Changhong in Mo Qi's hands seemed to come alive, and he stabbed at the man directly.

"Spiritual Artifact?" The male protagonist's complexion changed drastically. Seeing that he was about to be stabbed by Changhong, a soft but strong force suddenly appeared beside him and pushed him away.

Although the man was saved, he turned around with a worried expression on his face. When he saw that golden figure, his pupils suddenly shrank...

"Chen Zhi from the Heavenly Mystery Gate!"

Mo Qi also looked at the man walking slowly with a sullen face, his eyes became more and more dangerous.

Dust from the Heavenly Mystery Gate?

Ah!
She sneered.

Mo Ziqing stepped forward at this time, he wanted to shake Mo Qi's hand, but Mo Qi avoided him.

He smiled wryly, "Qiqi..."

Mo Qi frowned, "Why are you here!"

"Someone in the sect asked me to protect a few little kids from the Mo family who went down to the lower realm through voice transmission. I guessed it should be here, so I came here!"

Mo Qi's eyes suddenly became sharp, "Are you going to stop me?"

"Don't stop!" Mo Ziqing shook his head, "It's just that each of them has a brand of spiritual consciousness. If you kill them, the upper world will know."

"How to do?"

"Destroy the brand."

When the words fell, Mo Ziqing didn't look at the pale faces of several people for a moment, and went straight forward. The powerful spiritual power imprisoned several people, and at the same time destroyed the brand of their spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

(End of this chapter)