Asking about longevity

Mo Hua's expression was shocked, and he immediately turned into a streak of water and quickly retreated.

At the same time, the leader in black looked coldly, drew out his spiritual sword, and struck out a sword light, slashing at the ink painting covered with water shadows.

Mo Hua sped up his escape method and took another step back.

The sword light took a step slower and struck in front of Mo Hua, smashing the bricks on the ground into pieces.

The spiritual energy in the hall vibrated, attracting the attention of Cheng Mo and others outside.

They remembered Mo Hua’s instructions:

"As long as there is movement, take action immediately."

Hao Xuan used the wind movement technique, and with his footsteps like the wind, he immediately came behind a man in black who was in the early stage of foundation building, raised the Qianjun stick, and struck it suddenly.

The man in black was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow to his head. He was bleeding and dizzy.

Cheng Mo still held the branch in his mouth, and silently, he pounced like a tiger, raised two big axes high, and struck the man in black directly on the forehead.

The man in black died immediately.

Another man in black nearby noticed the movement and wanted to come to support, but Yang Qianjun, who had already been ambushing him, shot out a spear like a dragon and stabbed him directly in the shoulder.

Situ Jian raised the Lihuo Sword and pierced his lower abdomen.

The two then joined forces and continued the attack.

The man in black was still struggling. After three rounds, he was killed by Yang Qianjun and Situ Jian.

Now, there was only the last man in black left outside the hall.

He was far away and sensed fluctuations in spiritual power. When he rushed over, the other two accomplices of the men in black were already dead.

The man in black's expression suddenly changed, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

Yi Li had a moment of luck, raised his palm, and formed an earthen prison technique to trap him.

Cheng Mo and the other two men immediately rushed over and used axes, swords, guns and sticks to kill the last man in black.

By the time Mo Hua exited the hall, everyone outside the hall had been cleared.

Except for the black-clothed leader who was in the middle stage of foundation building, all the others in this group of black-clothed traffickers were wiped out.

At the same time, the leader in black also chased him out.

As soon as he went out, he saw that his last brother in black died tragically under the siege of Cheng Mo and the other five.

When I turned around and looked again, I saw that there were many corpses lying everywhere in other places, but they were well hidden and difficult to find.

As soon as his consciousness flashed, he saw a huge, deserted weapon refining shop, with very little breath and deathly silence.

The leader in black looked shocked and unbelievable.

So many of his subordinates, so many brothers, so unknowingly... all died? !

A surge of anger surged into his heart. The leader in black looked at Cheng Mo and the others and said sternly:

"A bunch of little bastards! Who ordered you here?"

He never believed that these few disciples of the sect in the early stages of foundation building could kill all the more than ten brothers under his command.

At this moment, he thought of the invisible monk who was spying on him in the hall just now.

Stealth?

The leader in black frowned.

He looked around, but there was no sign of the hidden monk.

It seemed that the man's traces were exposed. After escaping with the help of water movement skills, he used the invisibility technique to hide his figure.

The black-clothed leader's eyes darkened.

When he took a quick glance, he only saw a ball of water and did not see the true appearance of the hidden person.

But if he can learn the art of concealment and use it well, he must be a sophisticated and insidious monk.

If not two hundred years old, at least a hundred years old.

"A sinister monk who hides his head and tail, and five little beasts who just joined the sect, killed more than ten of my brothers..."

The black-clothed leader drew out a standard spirit sword, his aura rising around his body and his voice cold.

"I want you to be buried with me!"

The leader in black is in the middle stage of foundation building. He has a strong aura and a lot of pressure.

Cheng Mo and the other five looked solemn, but after all, they were all the proud sons of heaven and were unwilling to admit defeat.

Cheng Mo spat out the branch that the ink painting asked him to hold in his mouth, shouted, "You evil beast, die!" Then he swung his ax and chopped it up.

The remaining four people cover up and kill together.

Yang Qianjun's guns were fierce and he attacked Cheng Mo head-on.

Situ Jian raised Lihuo Sword to assist in the attack.

Yi Li and Hao Xuan provided support from the outside.

The five people were besieging each other, and they cooperated fairly well with each other, including close combat, long-distance attack, physical training, and spiritual training.

Ax light, sword light, and spears crisscrossed.

Spells fly.

The leader in black was suppressed for a moment.

His face was indifferent, but he was slightly frightened.

"These guys do have some foundation and a lot of ruthlessness..."

"If we really want to kill them, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble."

"What's more, there is an old and insidious invisible monk next to him who is eyeing him with eager eyes and has never made a move..."

The leader in black thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes turned cold. He swung away Cheng Mo's giant ax with his sword, forced Yang Qianjun back with a palm, and turned around to walk into the hall.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

Situ Jian understood instantly and said in surprise:

"He wants to kill those monks who were trafficked to silence them!"

The expressions of Cheng Mo and others also changed drastically, and they all took action to keep the leader in black, but they were a step too slow after all.

The leader in black sneered and glanced at everyone with contempt.

He had a high level of cultivation and faster movement. He took the first step and entered the hall.

But as soon as his feet landed, the ground flashed with light, and the formation pattern was triggered. The scarlet fire light outlined a profound and complex formation pattern.

The black-clothed leader's eyes suddenly widened with horror.

"Array...formation?!"

Seeing the dazzling red light, spiritual power is flowing above the formation.

At the critical moment, the leader in black quickly retracted his steps, activated an amulet, and turned his back on the formation.

Then there was fire and a roar.

A strong fire spiritual power exploded instantly, and the spiritual power fluctuated.

The leader in black was blown several feet away, half-kneeling on the ground, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

The talisman he used to defend himself was blown to pieces, and the fire spiritual power burned his meridians, leaving a large scorch mark.

Cheng Mo and others were shocked.

The leader in black spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes even more unbelievable.

How come there is a formation?

I just passed by the entrance of the hall not long ago...

Who could secretly lay out such a powerful formation in such a short period of time without telling himself?

Moreover, how did he know that I would definitely go back and silence myself?

yes……

That hidden monk?

The pressure in the black-clothed leader's heart increased sharply, and his face became a little pale.

Cheng Mo and the other five were a little stunned when they saw the formation explode, but then they all cheered up when they saw the leader in black being injured by the formation.

Without saying a word, Cheng Mo picked up two axes and struck at the leader in black.

Yang Qianjun and Situ Jian followed closely behind.

The leader in black spat, cursing inwardly.

"Damn it, I was careless, I was calculated..."

He raised his sword and struck a blow with Cheng Mo's giant axe. He turned around and looked at the hall. He found that after the formation exploded, the door of the hall had been sealed by falling rocks. He couldn't get in for a short time. He felt annoyed. .

"I can't stop my mouth..."

"In that case..."

The leader in black sneered, "Then I'll kill you all!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned dark and turbid.

A filthy, black demonic energy emerged from nowhere, swam all over his body, and then attached itself to the standard spirit sword in his hand.

The black-clothed leader's entire body became eerie and full of demonic aura.

"Possessed?"

Cheng Mo and others' expressions changed.

Mo Hua, who had been hiding in the dark and trying to plot against him, also frowned, feeling very strange.

It is righteousness and evil is evil.

It is fundamentally different from the spiritual energy breath of the devil.

The other men in black only had a hint of demonic aura after taking evil elixirs, or because the demonic energy corrupted their flesh and blood after death.

But the leader in black is completely different.

When he took action, he was filled with pure spiritual power, without any trace of demonic aura.

But now, with a change of spiritual power, he can suddenly become "enchanted"?

"A bit weird..."

"Also, what is the bloody demon shadow on him before?"

"You can actually see through my stealth skills?"

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

On the other side, the "demonized" leader in black has begun to fight with Cheng Mo and others.

His spiritual power became filthy, but it also became stronger.

The gloomy demonic energy wrapped around the spiritual sword is also like poison, carrying black corrosive power.

The pressure on Cheng Mo and others suddenly increased.

Head-on confrontations have become extremely difficult. Every time they fight against the standard spirit sword wrapped in demonic energy, whether it is Cheng Mo or Yang Qianjun, their blood will be shaken.

Once scratched by the black-clothed leader's sword energy and the demonic energy enters the body, the meridians will gradually be eroded and the blood energy will be contaminated.

Therefore, you must be extremely careful when fighting.

Fortunately, the leader in black was injured by Mo Hua's formation and his strength was damaged, otherwise the situation would have been even more serious.

Mo Hua observed for a long time, silently shook his head and sighed.

"It's not easy to fight..."

In the melee, the enemy and ourselves are intertwined, and it is not easy to set up formations.

Otherwise, it is easy to accidentally injure your companions, even Cheng Mo and Situ Jian.

Moreover, the leader in black had already fallen into the trap once. After being injured by the formation, he was obviously on guard. It would not be easy to use the formation to trick him again.

Mo Hua thought silently again:

Five Elements Source Formation...

Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun were physical cultivators. They were fighting against the black-clothed leader. Their bodies were moving back and forth, and it was impossible to stand still.

Forget it about Hao Xuan, it would be good if he could escape.

Yi Li and Situ Jian can give it a try, but Cheng Mo may not be able to contain the leader in black.

Once Yi Li and Situ Jian were attacked by the black-clothed leader during the process of receiving the Five Elements Amplification and Luck Condensation Techniques, even if they did not die, they would still be seriously injured.

If you use magic...

The Water Prison Technique is useful, but it doesn't mean much if it is contained for a while.

Cheng Mo and the others have limited cultivation and cannot make a quick decision.

The small meteorite forbidden technique... needs to be close to be used.

It's too dangerous to get close in this situation.

Mo Hua didn't want to take this risk.

And what’s even more troublesome is that I don’t dare to use up the ink paintings yet…

Although Cheng Mo and others are talented and have a good inheritance, they are still just beginning disciples with insufficient experience and their cultivation is only at the early stage of foundation building.

Once this black-clothed leader uses his trump card and suddenly becomes violent, the lives of Cheng Mo and the other five people may be in danger.

Even if they continue to consume, Cheng Mo and the others cannot hold on for too long under the threat of the poisonous demonic energy.

If they continue to spend so much time, it's impossible for them not to make mistakes.

If you make a mistake, you may be seriously injured or lose your life.

Mo Hua sighed and sighed in his heart:

"In a battle of wits, you still need to have a 'front row' so that you can follow along..."

When doing tasks before, it was Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Shangguan who rushed to the front and withstood the pressure.

As for Senior Sister Murong and Senior Sister Qianqian, their cultivation levels are not weak, and their offensive methods are also very strong.

In this kind of evenly matched battle, as long as he makes a little move and gives some control spells, he can change the situation of the battle and establish victory.

The same goes for the battle with the Fire Buddha.

Uncle Gu, a great golden elixir monk, stood in front and withstood the power of all Fire Buddha's Forbidden Fire Techniques.

Just use the formation to play the "black hand" yourself.

It can be said that the "output" is all done by senior brothers and sisters, as well as Uncle Gu.

You can either control or be underhanded, and in the end you will pick someone up if you have no choice but to take someone else's head.

But not anymore.

Cheng Mo and the others couldn't stand it at all.

They are not too old, have little cultivation, and have little experience. They cannot afford the risk of this kind of life-and-death fight.

"Continuing the fight like this is not the way to go. Should we retreat first and then make long-term plans?"

"Or force the black-clothed leader away and save the abducted monks first?"

Mo Hua frowned and thought.

Suddenly he was startled, raised his head and looked around.

"Is there anyone?"

Mo Hua let go of his consciousness and his eyes lit up.

"People from Daotingsi!"

And there were a few auras that were very familiar, and seemed to be from the Gu family.

"It's one of my own!"

Mo Hua was refreshed.

It seems that Uncle Gu has received the message he sent before and sent someone over.

With Daotingsi's help, this black-clad leader, even if he is "demonized", will probably be unable to fly.

After a few breaths, the expression of the leader in black changed.

He also felt that someone was coming.

Moreover, these people were obviously not monks with him. They smelled pedantic and rigid, exuding the "smell" of Daotingsi Eagle Dog.

"There are actually reinforcements..."

The black-clothed leader's eyes darkened and he looked slightly angry.

He didn't expect that it was just an ordinary business of buying and selling "animals". It should have gone smoothly, but unexpected changes occurred repeatedly.

First, he was accidentally knocked out, and the person who went after him to kill him still didn't come back.

Now, all of his brothers have died in the blink of an eye.

"Fucking bunch of losers!"

The leader in black yelled angrily.

But anger is of no use.

Now that we are dealing with these little devils, Dao Tingsi's lackeys are also here. If we don't leave, it will be too late.

Once he is surrounded, even if he breaks the seal, enters the devil's way, and becomes stronger, he will probably be in trouble if he really fights with so many monks, and he will not be able to escape the trap.

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

My brothers are dead, I have to live on.

But before I go...

The eyes of the leader in black opened slightly and suddenly turned scarlet.

First kill these troublesome brats in front of you!

"A few brats who have just joined the sect, do you think that if they join forces, they will be my opponent?"

The leader in black smiled ferociously.

Demonic energy suddenly surged in his body.

At the same time, his forehead split open, his flesh and blood rolled around, revealing an evil eye.

This eye was cold and turbid, yet ferocious and crazy, as if filled with cold and stubborn evil desires.

A bloody demonic shadow appeared on him.

A bloody evil god's thoughts spread all around in an instant.

In an instant, Cheng Mo and Yang Qianjun were enveloped in blood-colored evil thoughts, their consciousness was dimmed, their expressions were painful, and an urge to succumb to the evil desires of the world and take refuge in the Lord was born in their hearts, and they could not move their hands or feet.

The leader in black raised the sword wrapped in demonic energy. He was about to kill Cheng Mo and others, but suddenly he was startled and turned his head to look aside.

The ink painting on the side was also shrouded in blood, revealing his hidden figure.

But unlike Cheng Mo and others, Mo Hua's spiritual thoughts did not seem to be affected.

A pair of big, watery eyes looked at the leader in black.

The black-clothed leader's pupils shrank, and then he looked horrified.

That monk who was hiding and plotting secretly was actually such a young kid? !

and……

Under the supreme majesty of the God Lord, this kid...why didn't he react at all? !

The leader in black was trembling in his heart.

The third eye on his forehead suddenly became angry, twisted and turned, and covered with bloodshot eyes.

The bloody evil thoughts around him became more intense, shrouding Mo Hua.

But the spiritual thought in the ink painting, despite being corroded by blood, remains unchanged and immune to all evil.

The leader in black was in disbelief.

Mo Hua was startled, then looked equally shocked.

The moment the blood color increased, he seemed to feel an attraction from the "spirit".

Suddenly, he sat on the solemn altar again.

The ancient aura is added to the body, thousands of demons and demons are crouching over it, and the creatures of heaven and earth are worshiping.

In the dark, it seemed as if someone was telling him:

Your sacrifice...

Delivered!