Martial arts become gods

Chapter 865
"Hey, boss, it's not bad!" Fang Xin conjured up a few cups of tea from somewhere, and handed them to Mo Xian and the others with a flattering smile.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that you guys still have such abilities!" Mo Xian said helplessly.

If the situation this time gets out, I'm afraid it will make many people laugh out loud.

"Hey, that one is natural. Among us are not only the king of bird catching, the master of fishing, but also the master of cockfighting, and the little prince of surfing..." Fang Xin told them all the great masters in all aspects one by one.

At first it was decent, but in the end it became more and more outrageous.

What else is there to eat durian champion, how long does it last without peeing and so on.

Mo Xian originally wanted to find some helpful people, but the more he listened, the more he lost sight of it. He quickly said: "Stop, but I'm curious, where did this tea come from?"

After playing for so long, his mouth was really dry, so he subconsciously took a sip.

Not to mention, the taste of this tea is actually good, with a strong aroma and a mellow taste. After drinking it, the mouthpiece will be full of body fluid, and the aftertaste will be endless.

And, the temperature is just right.

"Hey, as a professional in serving tea and delivering water, it is natural to have a family business at your fingertips, and this is it!" As he said, Fang Xin took out a set of rather simple-looking tea sets.

"I got this tea set by accident, and I don't know which predecessor left it behind. The temperature and taste of tea stored in it will not change for a long time. It is tailor-made for people like me. .”

"Brother Fang, I'm convinced. It turns out that you are the real professional." Seeing that Fang Xin had come up with such a family property, the person who had been arguing with him before about who was more professional immediately gave up. There is no way to instantly conjure a pot of tea that looks like it has just been brewed.

"Uh, it's really unusual!" The corner of Mo Xian's mouth twitched, and he handed the tea cup in his hand to Fang Xin, saying, "One more cup!"

"Okay!" Fang Xin immediately responded like a waiter in the shop, and at the same time put the cup rag on his shoulder, and quickly helped Mo Xian refill the teacup.

The whole process can be described as smooth and smooth, and the attitude is just right.

"specialized!"

Seeing this battle, everyone including Mo Xian and the others couldn't help but praise.

After drinking tea, Mo Xian asked everyone to rest where they were, and sat down cross-legged himself.

After a little trimming, it was considered to be back to full strength, and Mo Xian immediately got up and led people into the palace called Yinmo Palace.

The strange thing is that the Yin Demon Hall is empty except for a huge throne in the first place, and the decoration is quite ordinary.

"Looks like it's been a waste of time!" Mo Xian shook his head helplessly, and when he was about to lead someone out, Ding Rui walked towards the center of the palace, as if he had sensed something.

Mo Xian immediately stopped in his tracks. There were some things that he couldn't perceive, but Ding Rui had a natural perception.

"There is a formation here!" Ding Rui said immediately after a while.

"Can you open it?" Mo Xian asked.

"Yes, but this formation is divided into two places, which must be opened at the same time. There should be another place opposite to this!" Ding Rui said.

"Okay, go there immediately!" Mo Xian nodded, and shot out immediately.

"Hey, Boss, can't you rest for a while?" Fang Xin said with a bitter face. He finally made a strong enemy, but he hasn't enjoyed enough yet.

"There's no time to rest, let's go now!" Mo Xian said lightly, leaving only Fang Xin a back view.

"Hey, life is hard!" Fang Xin sighed and could only rush out.

With Ding Rui's understanding of various formations, it is not difficult to find the place corresponding to the Yin Demon Temple.

Not long after, Mo Xian became aware of an unusually powerful aura in front of him.

He frowned slightly and stopped.

"It should be right ahead!" Ding Rui also stopped, and said a little uneasy.

"Very strong!" Ding Xiang looked a little dignified.

"Boss, it's dangerous ahead, are you sure you want to go?" Fang Xin said bitterly.

"Of course I'm going, if I don't find that guy, it will be even more dangerous then." Mo Xian nodded and said.

Corresponding to the Yin Demon Palace, it is called the Yang Demon Palace, which is guarded by Long Bai.

At this moment, Long Bai was standing at the entrance of the Yang Mo Palace, with a trace of sadness on his face.

Obviously, he has already noticed that Dao Long Shi was killed.

"Long Yi, Long Shi, as the boss, I will definitely avenge you!" Long Bai muttered to himself, and the black energy around him continued to dance wildly, setting him off like a demon king in chaos.

He just stood there quietly, but the breath in his whole body was getting stronger and stronger, without any concealment, as if he was deliberately attracting Mo Xian and others to come.

He couldn't disobey Long Xing's order, so he must be here, in front of the Yang Demon Palace, to fight Mo Xian to the death.

"Mo Xian, I want you to die!" Perhaps because the anger in his heart was too strong, Long Bai suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, as if deliberately attracting Mo Xian to come.

This is not in line with Long Xing's plan to make them delay, but it is not considered a violation.

The roar has been hovering over Tianluo City for a long time, and it can't be subdued for a long time, but there is a faint aura of extreme violence in it.

"It seems that there is no need to look for it!" Hearing the roar, Mo Xian suddenly accelerated a bit, and shot towards the direction where the sound and the breath came from.

Soon, a palace that was about the same size as the Yin Demon Palace appeared in his sight.

The name of the hall, Yangmo Temple, seems to echo the Yinmo Temple.

"Mo Xian, you're finally here!" Standing in front of the Yang Demon Palace, Long Bai stared at Mo Xian, not hiding his murderous intentions at all.

"I'm sorry, I killed both of your companions." Mo Xian said nonchalantly as if he hadn't noticed Long Bai's murderous intent.

"Hmph, from the day we became the guards of Lord Longxing, we were ready to die at any time." Long Bai suddenly calmed down, and said indifferently: "But I'm curious, how did you kill them completely."

"Is it so hard, I'm like this, I'm crushed to death!" Mo Xian slowly stretched out his palm and pinched it in the air.

Long Bai's complexion changed immediately, their bloodlines were very special, unlike ordinary warriors.

They are born with tenacious vitality and are difficult to kill, and even if they are killed temporarily, they will form a seed-like thing, that kind of black air.

It takes a while to be reborn.

Moreover, that seed-like black energy is very mysterious, and it is difficult for ordinary warriors to capture it, let alone erase it.

It is precisely because of this special ability that they almost controlled the entire continent at the beginning.

He really couldn't think of any way Mo Xian could kill them completely.

"Hmph, then I'll crush you to death!" Long Bai yelled, and directly attacked Mo Xian.

His speed is also extremely fast, obviously possessing the speed talent of Long Yi.

Mo Xian didn't show any weakness either, he went up to meet him, and instantly matched dozens of moves with Long Bai.

At this time, Ding Xiang, Ding Rui, Fang Xin and others also rushed over.

(End of this chapter)